Cold, this once imperial world is not short of moisture, at least there is still fresh air in the atmosphere here, the population of the agricultural world is not large, there is no madness like the nest, but this dark place is far from being as beautiful as when she is seen in the void.

Valhalla's 597th Regiment was to be put on external alert, and the huge, probably tens of meters high, planetary defense spears were completely paralyzed, cutting off the energy transport pipelines embedded in the ground, allowing the Poldro to dock in the world's low-earth orbit.

Chief of Staff Kane crouched against the wall, his fingers in thick cold-shielded gloves gripping the base's bare planetary ground, the rustling soil falling with the wind as soon as he let go of his fingers, like a lifeless desert.

"It's all drained and used as fertilizer? The side facing the sun is probably the other extreme. ”

Kane commented that he had seen many imperial worlds, and there was no shortage of agricultural worlds, in order to maintain the fertility of the planet's soil, the empire's fertilizer was enough to rot most of the living things, and the severely wet soil would be submerged with just one foot, and then if you bare your skin, the flesh that touched those soils would fester.

The air there was barely breathable, and the temperature was intense towards the sun...

Meanwhile, Alan Bair led the Skadis on a "new house sweep", the flames of carbines and short-range shotguns methodically tearing apart the bodies of cultist garrisons with strange patterns painted on their heads.

Before the blood hit the ground, the moment it was sprinkled in the air, it turned into sticky ice mud on the ground, even the Skadiers couldn't stand the cold here, and the second lieutenant spit out a breath of cold air, and conscientiously began to look for the control room here or something, giving priority to activating the terrain, data and other strategic information here.

But soon, they realized that something was wrong, the number of people here was too small, the whole site was just a few heretics, the occupation was too easy, and there was no problem with the equipment here, the equipment of the empire was quite solid, even if it experienced a riot, many of the war equipment had bullet holes or knife marks, but it was still normal and could be used.

Here was not to be abandoned to such a situation, but the Imperial Guard did not have time to think about such a mess, and the second lieutenant found the target and shouted. "The door is locked, and they need a code from inside their guard."

"This door is about two meters thick! I can't get it open! ”

The Sun Lord thus walked forward quickly, the gate and the walls next to it were thick with a layer of warships, in other words, this was also the core of the monitoring base, and the traces of mining left by traitors on the almost completely closed gate were shocking.

When the power scythe was raised, there were actually many Imperial soldiers who had not participated in the invasion of the Divine Calculation Tower.

Very few people can exert such a huge power weapon, even if the legendary Ultramarines can destroy the Titans with one punch, and this legend is rarely believed, even if it is impossible for a demigod to tear through several meters of pure gold, but then, a miracle happened.

The roaring servers and the light of the Destruction Stand flickered to fill the pitch-black tunnel with a heat so hot that the cold here made people sweat, and the Adamantite was slashed out of thin air, thus.

The almost enclosed control room was opened, and an abnormal heat came out, but the temperature here was still very low, that is, minus 15 to minus 5, barely considered warm.

Then there are the members of the Imperial Guard who have been frozen into popsicles on the console here, sacrificing themselves so that the area is not completely occupied...

"Start the control room, turn on the birdie, and do a panoramic scan." Alan Bair ordered the lieutenant to work, but the Skadi's attention was on the members of the Imperial Guard who had been reduced to ice-dried corpses in the control room.

It takes a lot of courage to die of starvation and suicide, and firearms and blades are strictly forbidden to enter this area because it is a control room, and dying by hitting a wall is obviously not something that a prostrated person can do.

Apparently a warrior who guarded the agricultural world was starved to death, but his loyalty caused the cultists to abandon the occupation of the area, and also made it easy for the Imperial Guard to fight in the corner and subsequent recovery...

"Salute them!" The supreme order of the Sun Lord to apologize to the hero for his belated arrival, the six operators who died here are all worthy of praise, but this era has no room to remember all those who died for the sake of the Empire.

After the hologram was activated, the humming roar of the machinery carried that restless annoyance, which made Alan Baier a little envious of the soldiers who went to bury his brother, and the equipment of the Empire was like this, and they didn't bring the priest down...

It wasn't until a long time, after a long time for people to relax, that the device started up properly.

"It's activated," the lieutenant couldn't help but grumble, and the blurry picture appeared, gradually stabilizing, and Alan Bair saw a disgusting scene.

This is a bird's-eye view, and the maximum distance that this base-scale orniths can do is even thousands of kilometers, so much so that they can see the farmland at a glance, to be precise, the fields of corpses, and the dense remains of the dead are spread in the ground instead of the fertilizer often used by the empire, constantly providing nutrients to this huge wheat field.

The bigger problem was that the Empire's landing had caught the attention of the enemy, and the initially anticipated raid had gone bankrupt, with a large number of heavy trucks approaching the Imperial Guard with heretical soldiers.

Without thinking about it, the Skadis scolded it. "Grass, it's disgusting, those heretics are damned." Kid Leterin covered his mouth, he was the youngest member of the regiment and the least "informed".

And the chief of staff just looked at the people in the field with interest, trying to identify their origin. "It seems to be an imperial crew, it is often used by merchant ships, and it also undertakes robbery business here?"

Sergeant Katachan commented. "It may have been a good thing to be done by the fortress we bombed, the subspace storm that engulfed the members of the Empire to Mandeville Point here, and then they were killed."

Alan Baier just looked indifferently, adjusting the sensitivity, and narrowing the detection range, which is the approximate idea of this base.

There are many peaks here, and the surface of this world is preserved in order to ensure defense, and this world is only fertile, but it does not give birth to a large number of creatures, and the level of creatures before the development of the empire is about the level of the ancient Terra Cambrian.

Many soldiers, knowing that the previous image was just a projection, instinctively churned their stomachs for a moment, but after years of war and training, they quickly returned to normal.

The Skadis began to take in the assessment of the current situation on the battlefield in front of them, and the slightly constricted pupils of the soldiers told that they were doing the same thing, and that they were undoubtedly using their knowledge to analyze the ice and snow beneath their feet in a way that their own wisdom could not match.

"That valley looks good for defense." The second lieutenant nodded in satisfaction, and said thoughtfully, and the large expanse of buildings and storage tanks at the end of a narrow valley was a naturally formed choke point for the enemy, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it was evident that the Chief of Staff agreed with him.

"We can place a few trenches along the ridgeline, and we can put the right number of troops in them to ensure that there is enough for the subsequent war." He chimed in that Alan Bair, though not as optimistic as the two of them, felt it better to show support.

"And how should the defense of this mountain be arranged?" Alan Bair stressed that there was still a possibility of invasion on the mountain side, and the second lieutenant seemed to be in disbelief after listening to his words.

"The terrain there was fragmented and completely impossible to move forward," the second lieutenant explained. "Probably only a madman would choose to try to climb the mountains."

"Extremely tenacious and determined guys do the same." Alan Bair pointed out, then added. "Of the Emperor's enemies, the Cultists aren't the most adept at clever tactics, but surprisingly, their simple, insane, mere use of faith and direct problem-solving methods often yield miraculous results."

The Chief of Staff nodded.

"Makes sense." He said. "We'll have some surprises in store for them, just in case."

"One or two minefields should make them die." The lieutenant nodded thoughtfully. "Defend the main thoroughfare, and then mine the most difficult route, and if they hit a wall there, they will assume that our defenses are invulnerable."

"Then take a detour, there is no doubt that our first war may be a defensive battle that has not been seen for a long time, remember the defensive battle against the orcs?" Alan Baier asked.

The Skadian replied. "Yes! No problem! ”

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

Apparently they were the only plants that could survive there, but that wasn't unusual, otherwise there would be no air to breathe into.

On the other side of the mountain is a vast plain, rather than a plain on the entire planet, the plains pushed out by the Empire, there are very few inhabited areas, and most of them are concentrated on the sunny side, and the cold core area is the Empire's former watchtowers and outposts, bases or fortresses, planetary defense cannons or starports.

There is not much population in this world, which is why the Imperial Guard is reassured in the war, with the staggered firepower of several regiments and the constant arrangement, intertwined tactical depth, and many dark mines buried in deep snow and ice, which are difficult to find.

This was supposed to be an easy job, at least Alan Bair thought so, but Kane still felt that it was wrong, in addition to arranging various equipment and conditions of the Valhalla 597 Regiment during this time, he also needed to rectify the morale of the army.

But he remained as careful and fearful as a rabbit, a quality that the numb hearts of the Skadi's hearts did not possess, so one of Valhalla's salamander tanks stepped into the endless plains.

Mr. Kane's upper body rose out of the car, looking out of the hole, and trying to find the best escape position in this place to escape from enemy fire and step into a safe area at the first time, but he did not get any information that Alan Bair had found traces of enemy attacks, after all, they had the most terrible war engines of the Empire suspended above their heads, several powerful Imperial cruisers, and those big guys with kilometers to step on most of the enemy.

It's just that he also knows that macro artillery and light spears can't cure all diseases, at least if the enemy conducts rapid mobile warfare, unless he wants to carry out extermination order-level bombing, otherwise it is only at the level of good artillery troops.

And he exhaled a breath of heat and withdrew his hand, he was not from Valhalla, and it was difficult to understand why his companions were so energetic in this dark and cold place. (There are many opinions about Kane's birth, but the most exquisite one is probably that he was born on a nest planet)

"Jurgen, do you still have sandwiches?" Kane swallowed, the cold caused his body's energy to evaporate extremely quickly, and the taste of Chef Letrin's ham was indeed intoxicating.

And Jurgen said. "The last piece, and, staff officer, this one they say is called a meat sandwich bun."

Kane took the fluffy thing, and inside the incubator, it wasn't as nice as it was on a battleship, but it was still soft.

Kane ate the stuff three times by two, and the meat of the groh dripping with a wonderful sauce, he commented. "Compared to the fiery and crisp that has just come out of the oven, this lady has a different flavor even if she is indifferent."

(I have to admit that Kane still has a brush in picking up girls, not to mention that he is two meters tall and tall, and has a heroic temperament, which can be called a place like the empire that worships force, and he has the experience of being a female inquisitor and the daughter of a planetary governor, and he also has an eyebrow with the female officials of the Titanium Association Army when facing bugs in the casting world)

It was only when Kane became obsessed with the sensation that the beautiful lady had left on his mouthpiece and swallowed the tanner tea with a violent taste that Kane turned his attention back to the outside. "That's right, it's good, you can..."

Kane's telescope looked everywhere, and the strange scenery suddenly turned out on the white and black high-contrast thermal images on the telescope, and the snow, fog and mud flying in the distance made him wonder if there were no such terrifying large creatures in this world, so there was only one possibility.

"Go back!"

In the past, Alan Baier often teased that an E-demon like Kane was an enemy of the Empire, and he could feel that he seemed to be more unlucky, and now such a thing has come true.

According to his personal recollections, his experience was exciting enough before, but when he arrived at Skadi's only and first regiment, his experience began to get worse.

And Mr. Kane has once again emphasized in the compilation of the records that he was able to survive the long and painful time of working with the Sun Lord, relying entirely on his sensitivity to danger and the well-known sentence.

"Find cover!" The voice was so loud that it was hard to imagine that this sentence was said by a staff officer, after all, most of the guys from the Loyal Heir Academy didn't know the meaning of this sentence, they would only ask for a charge.

(End of chapter)