Dreadnought battleship landing.

Most of the survivors who traveled here from the Southern Continent landed in the strait on dreadnoughts.

Because of the climate, the surface of the ocean, which spread dozens of nautical miles from the original coastline, has been frozen up, and several dreadnoughts are scattered on the ice sheet, unable to break the ice and move forward.

The chimney of a dreadnought battleship in the farthest distance. There was still steam, but the only power left was only used to heat the heat.

They were late, and the ice ahead was too thick to reach land.

There were more than 80 people here, no children or women, all men in the prime of life, and they were disciplined, like soldiers.

"Alan, it's time for a change of guard!"

Chekov looked at the timetable and shouted, and Allen, who was twisting the signal lens in front of the dreadnought, sent the last distress signal, fixed the lens lever, and turned and walked back.

They are a special team formed by the Empire and the Slavic Federation to escort a key figure from the equator to the Northlands to build a Portal camp to ensure his survival.

But by the time they arrived at the Equatorial Science Station, the key man had committed suicide, leaving behind only a locked notebook.

The cover of the notebook is scribbled with chaotic lines, forming a twisted triangular shape. As soon as people look directly at those lines, they will instinctively feel uncomfortable, and even a slight chill will overflow from their hearts.

Chekov, as the captain, ordered the notebook to be sealed and brought to the Northlands. If there are still people there who can dictate to them, then hand them over.

Strange as it may have been, they would have been caught up by a blizzard four days earlier, and they would have been killed in the frost.

They have been too late. But the blizzard stopped at the last minute, as if it wouldn't go on without triggers.

Chekov hurriedly led his team forward, and only then did he escape from the dead, and he opened up some distance from the blizzard.

"Colonel, we can't wait here, the blizzard will catch up with us soon, we have to find the nearest settlement." Alan wiping his sweat and twisting the lens levers in a certain order was a laborious task.

However, before the blizzard, the weather in this permafrost was good during the day, and the lighthouses on the other side of the permafrost had a chance to see the signal.

Chekov slammed his mouth, his face a little tired.

There was no shortage of water, but he hadn't drunk in a long time, and he was so good that if he could have a sip of hot wine, he would be refreshed.

Chekov said: "According to the map, there is the city of Tesla, and it has been a day since we sent a distress signal, but there has been no response from that city so far. I'm not a pessimist, but I don't think people would have survived the subsequent blizzard, even if they had come here and built some kind of big stove to burn coal. ”

"Colonel—" Alan was about to speak.

Chekov suddenly burst out laughing and said, "You're right, we can't sit still. Early tomorrow morning, abandon the dreadnought and head straight for Tesla City. ”

Everyone quickly got ready, packed all their luggage and resources, and the notebook was handed over to Allen to carry.

They charged the heat lamp with the last of the dreadnought's heat, finished their food, and sat down against the bulkhead inside the battleship to rest.

Alan waited at the hatch, waiting for the last person to send the distress signal to open the signal lenses together.

After the last set of signals was sent, Alan climbed the lever ladder, packed the lenses into a special box, and then took the core of the lens set in front of his eyes and looked up at the sky one last time.

At just this glance, Alan was stunned in the air, and the box in his hand slipped down. All but the core of the hand fell down.

The teammate below hurriedly opened the box to confirm that all the lenses had been shattered.

"Alan, what are you doing!"

His teammates shouted impatiently, but Alan above remained unmoved, keeping his eyes on the sky.

A huge ship, an indescribable ship facing the planet.

The ship seemed to be in an "H" shape, and when Alan came back to his senses and wanted to reconfirm, all he could see from the core of the lens was the afterglow of dusk, the halo rendered under the solid sky, and the impending blizzard.

Is it a delusion?

Alan didn't want to believe that what he saw was just an illusion, after all, it was too shocking.

New London.

Li Jianghao is standing on a crane above the factory floor, looking down from top to bottom at the process of the first robot not designed for industrial production.

Alexander didn't ask much about Li Jianghao's abnormality, but went to the factory together to see the birth of this robot equipped with weapons.

The robot's underneath apparatus has been greatly changed, except for a saw blade and a set of medical knives.

The three modified versions of the Maxim machine guns take care of the three directions of the front and the left and right, respectively, with a console and observation station on the central core of the robot, equipped with a three-person guard crew.

The observation window designed using the periscope principle allows the crew to smoothly observe the blind spot in front of the field of view and under the robot.

In addition to being inconvenient to get on and off and change shifts, the place where the crew is located is more conducive to protecting the crew from threats.

It can be said that the appearance of such a war machine on any battlefield in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries has the effect of turning the situation on the battlefield.

"The tracked and orbital armed robots will also be officially equipped with steam engines, and if you prefer, each armed robot retains the emblem of a skeleton and eagle wings. If I could, I would like to see the same force for subsequent dreadnoughts. ”

Once the robots are done, they will start experimenting with the new dreadnought.

Alexander flipped through the report handed by his subordinates and nodded with satisfaction: "The shortcomings of such an unstable center of gravity will also be improved." It seems that the Prussians were working on a kind of infantry vehicle called a tank before, and this name is very good. Mr. Mayor, you can name it. ”

Li Jianghao didn't think that this thing could be called a tank at all, but more like a mecha design in the weapon concept.

So he said casually: "Let's call it a storm mecha, by the way, if you have the conditions, you can design some large humanoid mechas." ”

"Why, isn't that the center of gravity more unstable, our power pack can't be responsible for the function of moving joints at the bottom when it is suspended for a long time." Alexander was a little stunned, and didn't know why Li Jianghao would make this request.

Li Jianghao touched his nose in embarrassment, most of the mecha in his cognition were humanoid, but he didn't think about it so much.

"Forget it, it's powerful."

"But Mayor, why do you have to add weapons to the robot to become that mecha, is there any threat under this apocalypse?"

"I don't know, but I have a hunch that you're going to need these armed mechs after the blizzard."