The polar car sped on the snowfield, leaving behind a trail of snow and dust.
Jiang Chen held the steering wheel and glanced at the yellow dot on the GPS.
There were still more than a hundred kilometers to go. At his current speed, he should be able to arrive in about an hour.
The power armor had been taken off by him. It was originally thrown in the back seat of the car, and when it was far away, he threw it into the storage dimension. The suitcase that was said to contain 1g of antimatter was also thrown into the storage dimension.
After passing directly through Wilkes Land and arriving at the George V Coast, Jiang Chen gradually slowed down, pressed the button to open the trunk, and reached out to click on the holographic screen that popped up on the watch.
The trunk popped open, exposing the drone terminal hidden inside, as well as a wide-winged fixed-wing drone about the size of a person – Falcon Z-2, produced by Camp 27.
On the way, Jiang Chen stopped the car and replaced the drone terminal in the trunk of the polar car. The reconnaissance ability of the Hummingbird drone was mainly reflected in close range. If the target was located in the vast sea, the fixed-wing drone was more efficient.
The Falcon Z-2 flew toward the Ross Sea for a distance and soon arrived at the target area. As Jiang Chen expected, the target had already left its original position.
But it didn't matter. It had only been two hours since the end of communication. Even if it accelerated from 0 to 20 knots in two hours, it would only travel sixty to seventy kilometers at most. Jiang Chen parked the polar car next to the snow dunes on the coast. Jiang Chen squatted down and touched the little penguin, then he focused all his attention on the watch connected to the drone terminal.
The Falcon circled the target area twice and quickly locked on to the target.
It was a polar research ship. From the outside, it looked no different from other research ships. However, when the Falcon Z-2 turned on the life detection device, it found nearly two hundred life sources on the ship.
For a polar research ship, it was obviously abnormal to have so many people!
After determining the target, Jiang Chen immediately took out the amphibious kinetic skeleton from the storage dimension and put it on outside the cold-proof suit. After checking the equipment, he took a deep breath and jumped into the sea.
The biting cold was blocked by the cold-proof suit. Jiang Chen turned on the propulsion device behind him, maintained a depth of about five meters, and moved in a straight line in the direction indicated on the map.
…
In the captain's room, Griffin sat at the table and looked at the black circle marked in the Antarctic hinterland on the map. He gradually furrowed his brows.
That was the legacy of the Third Reich, the treasure that the Freemasons had been searching for for nearly a century.
"I didn't expect him to actually crack it. It seems that Mr. Rothschild was right. This Jiang Chen is indeed not simple." His fingers gently tapped on the map, Griffin leaned back in his chair and looked at the ceiling.
"Since Mr. Rothschild already told you that Jiang Chen is not simple, I don't understand why you still want to die."
Griffin was startled when he felt a cold sensation on his neck. Unbeknownst to him, there was a person covered in a black combat uniform standing behind him, holding a dagger to his throat.
"I advise you not to do anything that will hurt yourself," the black-clothed man said with a smile. At the same time, he pressed the dagger down a little.
Feeling the sharpness that pierced his skin, a drop of cold sweat rolled down Griffin's forehead. He slowly took out his right hand that was in his pocket and placed both of his hands on the table.
"Who are you?"
"Who am I?" The black-clothed man smiled. "When you ask for someone else's name, shouldn't you first introduce yourself?"
"Griffin Tourse, the head of the French Antarctic Expedition …" The dagger against his throat tightened, and Griffin trembled and stopped talking.
"Don't pretend, it's a waste of time," the black-clothed man said impatiently. "Antarctic Expedition Ship? Do you need to bring guns and bullets to the Antarctic? I'll tell you one last time. Who are you and why did you attack me? "
"You … you are Jiang Chen?" Griffin's eyes widened in shock.
Jiang Chen held the dagger speechlessly and said emotionlessly, "I will count to three. Three seconds later, I will cut off your right ear, and then I will count again."
"You are playing with fire. Do you know who you are going against?"
"Three." However, Jiang Chen ignored him.
A drop of cold sweat slid down Griffin's forehead.
"Don't be like this."
"Two."
His hands began to tremble, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Ignoring all this, Jiang Chen recited the last number emotionlessly.
"One."
"It's the Freemasons! Let, let me go! I was just ordered by someone … "Griffin confessed his identity while shivering.
"Freemasons? What is that? "Jiang Chen was taken aback as he frowned.
Just as Jiang Chen was about to ask something further, the door of the captain's room suddenly made a clicking sound. At the same time, the sound of a balloon leaking came from the ceiling.
Jiang Chen looked at Griffin and saw that there was no longer any fear in his pupils. Instead, it was replaced by an almost fanatical smile.
Obviously, the expression just now was all an act.
While Jiang Chen was stunned, he pressed the switch on his watch. The captain's cabin was sealed, and something that looked like a sprinkler on the top began to spray gas.
"Let's go see Satan together." Griffin smiled grimly and ignored the blade against his throat.
Facing the fearless Griffin, Jiang Chen sneered and put away the dagger.
"Child's play."
Three high-explosive grenades fell to the ground. In front of Griffin, Jiang Chen activated the optical invisibility on the kinetic skeleton and disappeared from the room.
Then, under Griffin's horrified gaze, he activated interdimensional travel and left the room.
"BOOM!"
The explosion ignited the gas and precipitated a more violent explosion. The heatwave destroyed the doors and windows, and the thick white mist rushed onto the deck. The crew members who were accidentally burned fell to the side, and the first officer hurriedly commanded the crew to put out the fire.
The mercenaries on board were fully armed and rushed to the captain's room where the explosion occurred. However, before they could approach the stairs, they were forced back to cover by the hail of bullets falling from the sky.
The bullets bounced between the steel, playing a symphony of banging.
With the orange-red gun flame, Jiang Chen walked out of the smoke. The steel armor was like the armor of the Hell Knight. He waved the scythe called "bullets" and harvested fresh lives.
Accompanied by the incessant gunfire, screams came one after another. In order to avoid the bullets of the revolving machine gun, the crew on the deck panicked and jumped into the sea. However, jumping into the sea with floating ice while wearing down jackets was no different from suicide.
Within ten meters, they would lose consciousness because of the cold and eventually sink to the bottom of the sea and drown.
"Go to hell!"
A mercenary took out a rocket launcher and pulled the trigger at Jiang Chen.
More than a dozen orange-yellow trajectories penetrated the mercenary's body without any suspense. With the vortex engine behind him, Jiang Chen easily dodged the unguided rocket. At the same time, he raised the revolving machine gun and used its firepower to crush the mercenary.
Blood flowed from the bow to the stern.
When the smoke from the revolving machine gun dissipated, there was no living person on the entire deck …
Next was the cabin!
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