Chapter 207 Weiner, Silent Ice

Cold, the former imperial world is not lacking in moisture, at least there is still fresh air in the atmosphere there, the population of the agricultural world is small, not as crazy as the nest city, but that dark place is not as beautiful as when Yuan Ji saw her in the void.

Valhalla 597th Regiment was responsible for external alert, and the huge planetary defense light spear, which was about tens of meters high, was completely paralyzed. They cut off the energy transport pipeline embedded in the ground, allowing the Bordello to dock in the low-earth orbit of that world.

Chief of Staff Kane squatted against the wall, wearing thick cold-proof leg gloves, holding the exposed planetary ground of the base, and the sandy soil fell with the wind when he loosened his leg fingers, like a desert without life.

"Has it all been drained and used as fertilizer? The side facing the sun is probably the other extreme."

Kane commented. He has seen many imperial worlds, including agricultural worlds. The fertilizer of the empire is enough to rot most organisms. Severely moist soil will sink into it with just one foot. If my skin is exposed, my flesh will fester if it touches the soil.

The air there is almost unbreathable, and the strong temperature on the side facing the sun...

At the same time, Alan Baier led the Skadi people to "clean the new house". The flames of carbines and short-range explosive shotguns systematically tore the bodies of the cult garrison there, who looked crazy and had strange patterns on their heads.

The blood had not yet fallen to the ground. The moment it was sprinkled in the air, it had turned into sticky ice mud on the ground. Even the Skadi people could not stand the cold there. The lieutenant exhaled a breath of cold air and began to look for the control room there conscientiously, giving priority to activating the terrain there, data Zhai Lulue intelligence.

But soon, they realized that it was not good. There were too few people there. The entire site was only a few heretics, and the occupation was too easy. There was no problem with the equipment there. The equipment of the Empire was quite tough. Even after a riot, many war equipment had bullet holes or knife marks, but they were still normal and usable.

It was not abandoned to such a situation, but the Imperial Guard had no time to think about such messy things. The lieutenant found the target and shouted. "The door is locked, and they need the signal from the outside of the guard."

"The door is about two meters thick! He can't open it!"

The Sun Lord therefore hurried forward. The door was very thick, and the walls next to it were as thick as a battleship. In other words, there was no monitoring of the core of the base. The almost completely closed door was left by the traitors. The traces of mining were shocking.

When the power sickle was raised, many imperial soldiers who did not participate in the invasion of the God Calculation Tower were actually confused.

Few people can exert such a huge power of power weapons. Even if there is a legend that a captain of the Ultramarines can smash a Titan with one punch, few people believe that legend. Even a demigod cannot tear open several meters of adamantium, but then a miracle happened.

The roaring servos and the flashing light of the destruction field made the dark tunnel full of warm temperature, so that even the cold place could make people sweat, and the adamantium was cut off in thin air. Therefore.

The almost completely closed control room was opened, and abnormal heat from the liquid came out, but the temperature there was still very low, about 0.15 to 0.5, barely considered warm.

Then there were the members of the Imperial Guard who were frozen into popsicles at the control console. They sacrificed themselves so that the area would not be completely occupied...

"Start the control room, turn on the auspicious instrument, and conduct a panoramic scan." Alan Bair ordered the lieutenant to work, but the attention of the Skadi people was on the members of the Imperial Guard who were turned into frozen mummies in the control room.

Dying of hunger and suicide also require great courage. Because this area is not a control room, guns and blades are strictly prohibited from entering, and hitting the wall to die is obviously not something that a person who is exhausted can do.

The warriors who were obviously guarding the agricultural world were starved to death, but their loyalty made the cultists give up the occupation of this area and made it easier for the Imperial Guard to fight in the corner and the subsequent recovery...

"Salute them!" The highest order of the Sun Lord expressed belated apologies to the heroes. The six operators who died here are all worthy of praise, but that era did not have the spare energy to remember all the people who sacrificed for the Empire.

After the holographic image was activated, the humming and roaring of the machinery brought the kind of restless annoyance that made Alanbair a little envious of the soldiers who went to bury their brothers. The equipment of the Empire was like this, and they did not bring priests with them...

It was not until a long, relaxing time that the equipment started normally.

"Finally it started..." The lieutenant could not help complaining, and the blurry picture appeared and gradually stabilized, and Alanbair saw a disgusting scene.

That was a bird's-eye view. To be precise, the maximum range that the auspicious instrument of that base scale could achieve was even within a thousand kilometers, so that they could see the farmland at a glance, or to be precise, the corpse field. The dense remains of the dead were spread on the ground instead of the fertilizers often used by the Empire, constantly providing nutrition to the huge wheat field.

And the bigger problem than that was that the Empire's landing attracted the attention of the enemy, and the raid that was expected at the beginning had failed. A large number of heavy trucks with heretic soldiers approached the Imperial Guard.

And needless to say, the Skadi people cursed. "Damn, that's disgusting, those heretics deserve to die." The Lightling boy covered his mouth. He was the youngest member of the group and also the least "experienced".

The chief of staff looked at the people in the field with interest, trying to identify their origins. "It seems to be the Imperial crew, often used by merchant ships, there is a lot of robbery business here?"

Catachan Sergeant commented. "Could it be the work of the one they bombed, the subspace storm swept the Imperial members to the Mandeville point there, and then they were killed."

Alan Baier looked at it indifferently, adjusted the sensitivity, and narrowed the detection range to get the general idea of ​​the base.

There are continuous mountains there, which can ensure the defense and preserve the surface conditions of that world. That world is only fertile, but there are no large numbers of creatures. The biological level before the development of the Empire is probably at the level of the Cambrian period of ancient Terra.

Although many soldiers knew that the previous picture was just a projection, their poor stomachs churned for a while, but years of war and training made them return to normal immediately.

The Skadi people also began to concentrate on assessing the current battlefield situation. The soldiers' slightly contracted pupils told that they were doing the same thing, and there was no doubt that they were using their knowledge to analyze the ice and snow at their feet in a way that individual wisdom could not achieve.

"That valley looks very suitable for defense." The lieutenant nodded with satisfaction and said thoughtfully. The large buildings and storage tanks were located at the end of a narrow valley. For the enemy, it was a naturally formed throat, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Obviously, the chief of staff agreed with him.

"They can arrange several trenches along the ridgeline. They can ensure that the subsequent war is sufficient by arranging appropriate troops in it." He agreed. Although Alanbair was not as optimistic as the two of them, he also felt that it was best to show support.

"Then how should the defense of that mountain be arranged?" Alanbair emphasized that there was still no invasion in the mountains, and the lieutenant seemed a little bit unbelievable after hearing his words.

"The terrain there is fragmented and completely impossible to move forward," the lieutenant explained. "Only a madman would choose to try to cross the mountains."

"Extremely tenacious and determined people would do that," Alanbair pointed out, and then added. "Among the many enemies of the Emperor, the cultists are not the ones who are best at using sophisticated tactics, but surprisingly, their simple and crazy methods of using only faith and direct problem solving often reap miraculous results."

The chief of staff nodded after hearing this.

"That makes sense," he said. "Just in case, they will prepare some surprises for them."

"One or two minefields should make them give up." The lieutenant nodded thoughtfully. "Guard the main approach, and then mine the most difficult route. If they run into a wall there, they will take it for granted that their defense is impeccable."

"Then take a detour. No doubt they will be able to make a long-lost defensive battle in the first war. Do you remember the defensive battle that was once wrongly given to the orcs?" Alanbair asked.

The Skadi replied. "No! No problem!"

On the surface of a barren planet, fragmented mountains flashed before people's eyes quickly, with towering peaks dotted with shrubs, lichens and some extremely tenacious trees.

Obviously, they are the only plants that can survive there, which is not surprising, otherwise there would be no air suitable for breathing.

On the other side of the foothills is a vast plain, or rather, the entire planet is a plain, a plain pushed out by the Empire, with few residential areas, and most of them are concentrated on the sunny side, while the cold core area is the Empire's former sentry towers and outposts, bases or fortresses, planetary defense guns or star ports.

There are not many people on that world, which is why the Imperial Guard is confident in the key to the war, the intertwined firepower of several regiments and the continuous deployment of the intricate tactical depth, plus many hidden mines buried deep in the snow and ice, which are difficult to find.

That was not an easy job, at least that was what Alanbair thought, but Kane still thought it was good. During that time, in addition to arranging various equipment and situations for the 597th Regiment of Valhalla, he also needed to rectify the morale of the army.

But he was still as cautious and fearful as a rabbit, a quality that the numb heart of the Skadi people did not have, so a Salamander tank of the Valhalla Regiment stepped into the endless plain.

Mr. Kane half-rose out of the car, looked out of the observation hole, and wanted to find the best escape position in that place to escape the enemy's firepower and enter the safe area as soon as possible, but he did not get the information that Alanbair had found traces of the enemy's attack. After all, the most terrible war engine of the empire was suspended above their heads, several powerful imperial cruisers, and those big guys with a length of several kilometers could flatten most of the enemies.

Even so, he knew that macro cannons and light spears could not cure all diseases. At least if the enemy carried out a fast mobile war, unless they asked for an extermination order-level bombing, they could only have a good level of artillery support.

He exhaled a breath of hot air and shrank his legs. He was not a Valhallan, and it was hard to understand why his companions were so energetic in that dark and cold place. (There are different opinions about Kane's birth, but the most convincing one is that he was born on a hive planet)

"Jurgen, do you want a sandwich?" Kane swallowed his saliva. The cold made his body energy evaporate very quickly. The taste of Chef Lightlin's ham was really intoxicating.

And Jurgen said. "It's very good to get rid of Chuchu. They call it Roujiamo." "

Kane took the soft thing and put it in the incubator. Although it was not as beautiful as the one that the battleship had brought out of the oven, it was still quite soft.

Cairn ate all that stuff, the meat of the Grotto meat dripping with delicious sauce, he commented. "Compared to the hot and crisp food just out of the oven, the lady has a different flavor even when she is cold."

(I have to admit that Kane is quite good at picking up girls. Not to mention that he is two meters tall, tall, and has a heroic temperament. In a place like the Empire that worships force, he can be said to be both male and female. Does he have any experience? His experience of picking up female inquisitors and the daughters of planetary governors, and he also flirted with female officials of the Tau Army when he was facing bugs in the forging world)

And when Kane was obsessed with the feeling of the beautiful lady on his throat and swallowed the Tanner tea with a strong taste, Kane returned his attention to the outside. "Yes, it's nice there, you can..."

Kane's telescope looked everywhere. The telescope suddenly revealed a strange scenery in the red and black high contrast ratio. The snow, fog and mud flying in the distance made him wonder. There were no such terrifying large creatures in that world. There is a cocoa.

"Go back quickly!"

In the past, Alan Bayer often teased that an E-demon like Kane could not attract enemies of the empire, and he could also feel that he seemed to be unlucky, and things like Ming's happened again.

According to his personal recollections, his previous experiences were exciting enough, but when he came to Skadi's only and first regiment, his experiences began to get even more intense.

And Mr. Kane once again emphasized when compiling the records that during the long and painful period of working with the Sun Lord, he could survive entirely on his own sensitivity to danger, which is very popular.

"Take cover!" The voice was so bright that it was hard to imagine that those words were not spoken by the staff officer. After all, most guys from Chungji Academy didn't know the meaning of those words, so they would just beg to charge.