Under the cover of the night, the Lord's Battleship blew long waves on the sea and rushed toward the boundless sea.
The speed of 150 knots was close to 300 yards on land. Sitting in the cockpit, Ye Qing could only feel a slight bump and the roar of the waves being blown away by the airflow.
During the day, the Lord's Battleship had already left the East Sea and was flying in the boundless Pacific Ocean.
It was automatic cruising all the way, and the monsters were responsible for keeping watch.
As for whether anyone would see a large yacht galloping on the water, it was not a problem for Ye Qing to consider.
During the day, he worked through the Internet and rested at night.
By the next day, the Lord's Battleship had bypassed Australia and reached the outer seas of Antarctica.
The temperature in the cockpit was 24 degrees, and the temperature outside was -16 degrees.
At this time, large icebergs were floating on the sea. From time to time, the Lord's Battleship galloped past the dark ice on the sea, erupting with loud friction sounds.
In the afternoon, the icebergs disappeared from the sea.
Instead, there was a beautiful white ice landscape. The Lord's Battleship rode on the ice, relying on four jet thrusters to eject compressed air and move forward.
It was as quiet as another planet. The sea was frozen, and the jet thrusters blew up the light snowflakes on the ice, like a white dragon dancing on the ice.
At this time, the temperature was -20 degrees. Ye Qing played exciting music and chose the most hidden route to land according to the location of the scientific research stations marked on the electronic map.
He didn't know how long he walked, but the white and silent world in front of him vaguely showed an undulating outline.
It was impossible for the ice to have an undulating outline. If there was, it meant that he had arrived at the Antarctic Continent.
Ye Qing's spirit was lifted. When he was a few thousand meters away from the land, he made a large tail swing, making the Lord's Battleship drift and draw a huge arc on the ice. He stopped in front of a raised boulder, made a beacon on the electronic map, and then switched to the operating equipment.
From the outside, this big yacht that was strangely flying on the ice suddenly seemed to be alive. A steel behemoth crawled out from the bottom of the boat and stretched out its sharp forelegs.
It was two mechanical arms with sharp chisels. Under Ye Qing's control, the two mechanical arms were like woodpeckers, breaking all the ice around them.
The ice surface shattered, and naturally, the Lord's Warship fell into the ice cave.
Two minutes later, the Lord-class battleship that had hidden its shell climbed out of the ice cave that was nearly two meters thick. It then used its four giant steel legs to climb toward the land.
This was Cape Goodenough, named after an explorer who set foot in Antarctica.
Of course, this great explorer's journey to the South Pole was not wonderful. Hundreds of years ago, because of the lack of anti-cold equipment, he was wearing woolen felt boots and two toes and a finger were frozen. His other companion, on the other hand, slept forever in the South Pole.
Thanks to technology, Ye Qing can now taste the strong wine and enjoy the scenery outside the window wearing a single piece of clothing.
Its scarlet shell was extremely conspicuous in the pure white world, so when it climbed up to land, it looked like it was about to explode. Ye Qing and the monsters put on thick winter clothes and opened the cabin door.
"I … Fuck … Ah!"
The moment the cabin door opened, the huge temperature difference gave Ye Qing the illusion that he had fallen into a pool of liquid hydrogen that was hundreds of degrees below zero. The warm air in the cabin was instantly blown away by the wind, and the originally quiet environment was replaced by the terrible whistling of the wind.
The cruel nature taught Ye Qing a lesson. Originally, he stayed in the warm and quiet cockpit, watching the wind with snowflakes outside the window. Ye Qing had the illusion that the South Pole was just like this.
But as soon as the cabin door opened, Ye Qing immediately felt that his blood was frozen and his breath was frozen.
The outdoor temperature was minus 34 degrees, but the wind was at least eight degrees.
"Bang ~", the cabin door was closed by Ye Qing. Of course, he didn't go down. Two green-faced monster laborers stepped into the wind and dragged out a pure white camouflage net from the cargo hold.
They seemed to ignore the wind and extreme cold and put the camouflage net on the Lord-class battleship. Suddenly, the scarlet shell disappeared, and the Lord-class battleship merged with the pure white land.
Moving forward, according to the position of the flammable ice on the electronic map.
If it weren't for the data from the Antarctic scientific team, who would have thought that the barren Antarctic actually stored the world's richest flammable ice resources?
The flammable ice mine buried on the surface was more than 100 kilometers away.
Similarly, it was more than 100 kilometers away from the Zhongshan Station, the scientific research station Hua Xia stationed in the Antarctic. Three years ago, in the warm season, the Zhongshan Station inspector accidentally found that place when surveying the terrain.
Along the way, when encountering rolling mountains, the Lord-class battleship either detoured or climbed. When encountering flat land, it turned on the thrusters and glided on the snow.
The sun hung in the sky. It was already one o 'clock in the morning, and there was still some darkness in the day. When they arrived at the map area, Ye Qing found that it was actually an endless snow plain. Using the mechanical arm to sweep away the snow on the plain, Ye Qing found that there was another transparent frozen world under the ice field.
With a little light blue, countless bubbles were frozen forever inside. There were also the wavy lines that formed for unknown reasons, which seemed to be silently telling the beauty that only belonged to them.
These were all flammable ice. Compared to the flammable ice buried hundreds of meters deep in the permafrost layer and the bottom of the sea, this was simply easy to find. Of course, the harsh natural environment isolated everyone's footsteps.
Now Ye Qing came with the Lord-class battleship. Looking for a position on the edge, the Lord-class battleship once again stretched out its mechanical arm and started the high-power laser cutter. Like a circle, it slanted and cut a cone on the ice.
As the hot laser passed, the ice was neatly cut, but when another mechanical arm raised a huge icicle, the flammable ice below suddenly burst into blue flames.
Ye Qing had already expected this situation. The flammable ice would only slowly evaporate after contact with the air, so the burning was not intense. The laser ignited it, and it could be extinguished by re-covering the lid.
After extinguishing the flames, the mechanical arm was replaced with a wheel cutter. The high-speed rotating wheel cutter neatly cut pieces of flammable ice from the inside according to the size of one cubic meter.
The dense and transparent flammable gas slowly evaporated from the temporary mine pit. Every time a piece was cut, the mechanical arm would hold it and send it into the warehouse of the Lord-class battleship.
One cubic meter of water was one ton, and the flammable ice weighed about the same, so Ye Qing had to cut at least one thousand pieces. Unknowingly, the roaring wind outside the porthole gradually stopped. Just when Ye Qing thought he had encountered good weather, a feather-like snowflake swirled and fell in front of Ye Qing's eyes.
One, two, countless snowflakes, the snow was getting heavier and heavier. When Ye Qing cut the 200th piece, the feather-like snowflake became the size of a palm, and the disappeared wind roared again.
The whole world was white. Even though it was less than ten meters away from the porthole, Ye Qing could no longer see the mechanical arm, let alone cut the flammable ice. The temperature outside also dropped to 39 degrees, and the snowflakes carried razor-like ice shards that hit the porthole.
In this extremely bad weather, if encountered by the expedition team on foot, I am afraid that the end result would be only one way.
If he hadn't come to Antarctica, Ye Qing estimated that he wouldn't have seen such a shocking natural scene in 300 years.
Well ~
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