The higher you go, the thinner the oxygen content in the air becomes.
The suspended flying car is equipped with comfortable seats and constant temperature air conditioning, which completely isolates the terrible low temperature and low pressure brought by the snow-capped mountains and plateaus. Through the viewing window, passengers can see the sun pouring out from the other side of the mountains. On several occasions
After the heartbeat was swallowed by the shadow, the howling wind hit the transparent armored glass again, sticking to the glass and refusing to leave. The pilot barely stabilized the flight path of the hovercraft in the sudden strong wind, keeping it away from the sharp rock wall, along the
Guided by the lights that were constantly shining on the ground, we landed on a tarmac surrounded by a large number of lights in the vast snow.
Supiluliumas held the halberd tightly, standing next to the black cliff covered with heavy snow, looking down at the hovercraft rising from the darkness cast by the valley, the blue flames ejected by the turbine propeller melting the thin film below
The snow and ice on the mountain raise a large amount of hot steam mixed with ice and snow. This mountain peak is an outright death zone for explorers. Even if they spend 20,000 US dollars, they may not be able to find five Sherpas.
Standing alive on this rock.
The hovercraft landed on the black rock apron that was opened up. When this modified civilian equipment put down the gangway and passengers, Supiluliumas stepped forward to greet him, accompanied by two cyborgs holding heavy weapons. However,
He never thought that this was a necessary move. After all, there were many anti-aircraft missiles arranged here. If he planned to use heavy explosive bombs or melta guns during a counterattack, it would be too late.
"Welcome to Dhaulagiri, Ms. Hand." The communication grille amplified his voice. He was calm, steady, and like all the Janissaries, he had few emotions. However, Supiluliumas still tried his best to keep himself calm.
Be happier, after all, he hasn't seen anyone since he was injured. "This is the seventh highest peak in the world, and you are wearing too few clothes." He held Victoria Hand's arm firmly to prevent her from condensation again.
She slipped in the melting snow, and the strong wind here was enough to blow her to the bottom of the cliff. The voice of the Imperial Guard penetrated the wind and snow, "The northwest cold cyclone can make the temperature here as low as -60 degrees Celsius. If possible, please let me lead you.
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Victoria Hand stuffed her mouth into the collar of her winter coat to keep the cold air from drying out her lungs.
The goggles protected her eyes in the snowflakes flying like knives, but they also caused her to lose sight of the scene in front of her. Fortunately, Supiluliumas led her onto the opened channel. She escaped from the hands of the snow-white devil.
At that moment, she felt like a drowning survivor. She had been to many places with harsh environments, and this place definitely ranked high on the list.
The location where she stood was a rock wall passage with traces of artificial excavation. Not only was the rock wall very regular and smooth, it seemed to be powered by electricity. The brightness and power consumption of the lighting facilities were very stable. She took off her goggles and looked back at the two people in the darkness.
A white light spot kept walking in, and soon two servitors holding weapons staggered out of the snow.
Victoria Hand turned her head in disgust, not looking at the horrific things that had removed the frontal lobes. She was in urgent need of a topic to ease her actions. She didn't think that the Praetorian Guards could not detect the movements close at hand, and even some
There were rumors (especially in Kosovo) that the Janissaries would appear anywhere, like ghosts summoned by the Emperor. Even Victoria Hand had to admit that this superstition helped a lot, especially when she understood
Why does the armor of the Praetorian Guards have to be so gorgeous?
"I thought this was a weather station! When did you open this place?"
"Secret." Supiluliumas said. As the air-tight gate gradually closed, blocking the wind and snow from the thick alloy door and the negative pressure gradually disappeared, Victoria Hand finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The feeling of seeing another Praetorian Guard was not good, and she was forcing herself to get used to it. But she was certain that if these genetically modified warriors would not slow down and wait for others to catch up, she would never be able to get used to this.
Speed. "This is indeed a weather station, but observing the weather is only part of its function."
"Another secret! Constantine promised me that he would allow me to know all the secrets I need. So I spent five hours across the world just to listen to another lie?" Victoria Hand gritted her teeth, her cheeks cold.
Numbness greatly reduced the efficiency of her articulation. "According to the power granted by the emperor, you have to explain everything here to me, don't you?"
"You cannot know the answer to this question." Supiluliumas remained calm, "The permissions you have obtained do not include this information."
"What can I know?" As the industrial freight elevator started, Victoria Hand could even smell the smell of stone powder. The two servitors holding heavy weapons did not follow, which made her greatly relieved.
, but the guards beside her still put a lot of pressure on her. The head of the defense intelligence department squeezed out a voice from his throat, "I am the emperor's intelligence minister, not a servant of the guards. Don't even think about playing tricks on me."
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Supiluliumas glanced down at her and decided not to refute her argument.
The emperor will give power to those who can understand his thoughts, because he has repeated more than once that this country does not belong to him. It is true that without the emperor, there would be no current Latvinia, and the stability of the entire Balkan Peninsula and even Europe is all related to him.
, the emperor was unwilling to leave the course of the world in the hands of a mob, so he chose a dictatorship and even had to do everything before the civil servants could take over the work, but this did not mean that the emperor regarded Latvinia as his own private property.
His goal is to guide mankind toward a rational and scientific future, not to sit on a throne.
Victoria Hand is the person the emperor is willing to give power to. She is mean, calm, serious, and has rich experience in intelligence work. More importantly, she agrees with the emperor's ideals. Even if she does not agree with them all, this is still valuable in the eyes of the emperor.
He believed that Victoria Hand was qualified to go further and learn more about his vision for the future of mankind and clarify the difficulties and threats that the human race will face.
"There is a thermonuclear power plant buried in the mountain here, which can supply all consumption from domestic electricity to work electricity. You can't know when this place was established, nor where the people who work here come from. Your task is to
The 13 deep space monitoring satellites have been included in the regular intelligence observation sequence. Only your authority can do this, so I need to formally transfer the intelligence acquisition authority of those 13 satellites to you..."
Supiluliumas felt that he needed to repeat what he said next, because Victoria Hand was obviously absent-minded. The vastness and neatness of the underground space shocked her. The regular support pillars stabilized the rock formations, making the work here ordinary.
People will not be crushed to death by rocks. A long light strip extends from the entrance of the freight elevator to the depths. A giant alloy gate comes into view. A large number of missile vehicles are parked in the corner. The soldiers coming and going are all wearing
Void combat suit, holding a high-power laser weapon. Victoria Hand discovered that the ordinary people working here have various skin colors. She can confirm that these people have nothing to do with the former S.H.I.E.L.D., and the origins of these people are all a mystery.
"...I hope you have selected the experts to work here. As long as you give me the list, the Praetorian Order will bring those people here. If you are willing, you can give me the list now, and I will
The next step of review will be carried out.”
"Are we going there?" she asked, pointing to the silver gate in the distance. "Is this the control panel of the weather station?"
"That is the satellite console, our destination." Supiluliumas said, "Now it is time to show you the work that our Lord carried out before the establishment of Latvinia."