A train station that should have become a historical relic welcomed a group of special guests on the eve of the arrival of the cold wave.
The Ironflower Regiment came from the endless ocean to this faintly chilly train station, but they felt a sense of familiarity.
However, it was not because the Ironflower Regiment had been here before, but because the climate of the train station they set foot on was somewhat similar to the climate on Mars.
"It's so cold!"
Biscat stretched out his hands, exhaled, and observed the scenery around the train station.
It was similarly cold, but it was denser and denser than Mars. He couldn't help but press down on his hat.
"After all. This isn't Mars! "
Behind Biscat, a black, bulletproof limousine was slowly being guided by the teenagers to the last carriage of the train that was parked at the side of the platform.
This was a prop prepared for this battle.
The moment the train left the train station, the existence of this black extended version of the bulletproof car was intentionally or unintentionally leaked out. It was likely to be captured by the scouts and attracted the attention of Lars Horn.
At this time, a group of teenagers armed with live ammunition walked out of the train station. They looked alert as they occupied various advantageous positions and controlled the entire area.
Then, another group of teenagers led by Olga and Three Suns and Moons quickly walked out of the train station building and onto the platform. They didn't even look back as they boarded the train on the platform.
Although their movements were fast, among the teenagers wearing dark green coats, the extremely conspicuous black robe and red dress were extremely eye-catching.
Even from a distance, Lars Horn, who observed the movement of the train station with telescopes, could still see clearly.
"Report! Target found! Now, they have boarded the train ready to leave the train station. "
Behind the binoculars was the young soldier in Galalhorn's standard soldier uniform.
In the next second, a question came from the communication signal received by the helmet during integration.
"Has the target's identity been confirmed?"
This question made the two Galalhorn scouts, who were in charge of monitoring the train station, glance at each other.
He didn't seem to understand why he would ask such a question.
According to the information obtained by Lars Horn's scouts, who were now scattered around the train station, there was a large number of them.
The number one character, Gudelia Lana Bernstein, was based on the image of the red dress that appeared in the Dot colonial satellite cluster incident.
As for the second in command, Shimiao Higuchi, he liked to wear black robes and hold a cane.
Therefore, under these two prerequisites, Lars Horn and the scouts at the front line did not have to spend much effort to determine their target.
After all, the entire station was under the control of Divac's security personnel.
If he got too close, he might alert the enemy.
With all kinds of thoughts flashing through his mind, the scout named Lars Horn was silent for a moment before pressing the communication button.
"Yes! Identity confirmed! But we can't rule out the possibility that the other side might be using a disguise. "
"Understood! After the train leaves, all the scouts can immediately withdraw. We will use the satellite surveillance network to track the target. "
"Roger!"
Inside a carriage in the middle of the train.
The burly "Shimiao" was surrounded by people. After he walked into the specially arranged carriage, he suddenly collapsed and almost collapsed on the sofa.
"So uncomfortable! How long will this take? "
"Shimiao" threw the cane to the side and helplessly patted the gray beard on his chin.
"Just now, you did a good job. Zhao Hong, please endure for a while more! "
Olga, who followed behind, saw "Shimiao" complaining. She immediately shook her head and showed a helpless smile.
"I know!"
"Shima Miao" was Akihiro. When he heard Olga's words, he immediately stopped complaining and returned to his expressionless face.
"Before the mission is completed, I will continue to endure! Admiral. "
"Mhmm! I'm counting on you! "
Olga didn't expect Zhao Hong, who was usually expressionless, to have such a high acting talent.
Zhao Hong, who was surrounded by people just now, did look like he was doing it.
"Mhmm!"
On the other side, Fumitan was busying himself around the woman sitting in front of the makeup mirror.
The long blonde hair was gently removed by Fumitan, revealing the original long silver hair.
With the help of Fomitan's skillful hands and tools, Gudelia Lana Bernstein's face, which had turned her face white and smooth, revealed the face of Calta Yew.
Looking at the gradually changing face in the mirror, Kalta was silent.
He was as silent as a delicate porcelain doll, allowing Furmitan to do as he pleased. Only after Furmitan had confirmed that Karta was done removing his makeup did Karta get some time to move around.
Because this time, the makeup removal wasn't to free Kalta. Instead, it was another experiment to get closer to Gudelia Lana Bernstein's image.
"Why are you doing this?"
Kalta glanced at Fumitan, who was cleaning up the makeup tools, and turned to look at Lux, who was sitting in a chair behind him.
"This is to confuse Lars Horn's actions. Thank you for your hard work! Kalta Yishu. "
Obviously, Lux didn't answer the question.
Kalta could see that Lux knew the question he wanted to ask, but she kept avoiding it. No, it should be said that she didn't care about Kalta's question at all.
"If you're just lost, we and Lars Horn should be able to help you."
Kalta bit his lips and fought for the last bit of his freedom.
"Lars Horn?"
Lux shook her head and didn't want to continue on this topic.
"Kalta Yishu. You're just as Kiah said. Naive and old-fashioned. This world isn't as simple as you think it is! Let's end today's conversation here! From now on, you're no longer Kalta Yishu, but Gudelia Lana Bernstein. "
"Lux Klein! Are we, Galalhorn, so unbearable? You'd rather support the Ironflower Regiment, which is like a space rat, than be friends with Lars Horn, who has supported world peace for three hundred years?! "
Kalta Yishu's question was destined to not receive an answer from Lux.
Because, in the next moment, Fomitan, who had already prepared the tools, had already begun the disguise of Kalta Yishu as Gudelia Lana Bernstein.
On the ground covered in pure white snow, a huge train pulled by two locomotives was slowly moving along the railway that started from Anchorage and extended all the way to Edmonton.
As the huge train moved forward, the snow on both sides of the tracks was swept up by the airflow, covering the train that was speeding towards Edmonton with a hazy white sheen.
Looking down from a high mountain in the distance, the train covered in a layer of hazy white snow looked like a python crawling on the snowy ground, seeking its own death.
Yes.
To Lars Horn, who had already grasped the whereabouts of the Ironflower Regiment, the train that was moving along the Snowfield Railway towards Edmonton was already their prey.
"As expected, they chose the railway owned by Diaz?"
Iznario Farid, who had arrived near Edmonton first, looked at the information sent back from the snowfield and revealed a smile as if everything was under his control.
Originally, this battle against the Ironflower Regiment had nothing to do with him.
At most, he would review the reports that were submitted after the battle was completed.
But now, as the heir of the Yishu Family, Kalta Yishu, was captured, Iznario's status as Kalta Yishu's guardian did not allow him to do nothing in this matter.
Iznario did not resent this, nor did he get angry.
For him, this was an opportunity!
An opportunity for him to completely control the Yishu Family.
"Duke Farid. The target is about to reach the encirclement. "
As he was thinking, a message came.
"Mhmm, I understand! Let McGillis carry out the mission! "
"Yes!"
After giving the order, Iznario turned around and stood in front of the window in silence.
However,
The scenery outside the window was not the snowy white that covered the sky and the earth, but the darkness that enveloped the vast space.
The flickering traffic lights became the only embellishment in the darkness, reflecting the vague outline of the huge figure hidden in the darkness.
A long and narrow head.
Like a pair of folded wings, the shoulders extended to the sides.
Other than that, the vague outline could no longer be seen clearly.
"The power that led to the birth of Lars Horn? Can I look forward to it a little? The origin of everything! "
Looking at the vague figure shrouded in darkness, Iznario's eyes revealed a trace of fanaticism.
When the cold wind swept down from the Arctic Circle came again, the snow-white wilderness was once again covered by the wind and snow, making it impossible to see where the road ahead was. Only the surrounding facilities that could be used to shelter from the wind and heat were able to survive in this snowstorm.
Standing on the observation platform in the first carriage that was specially set up to observe the situation ahead, Olga's expression was solemn.
This sudden snowstorm could not only make the road ahead of the Ironflower Regiment difficult, but it could also block Lars Horn's hidden ambush.
"Regiment Commander Olga! How's the situation? "
At this time, Lacus appeared in the observation team.
"Is it Miss Lacus? Yes, I've already made the arrangements! "
"Is that so?"
Olga's words did not receive Lacus' approval.
"Raise it a little more! Regiment Commander Olga. This snowstorm will not delay Lars Horn's attack. They will soon launch an attack when the blizzard engulfs the land. "
Lacus's gaze was very solemn, as if her gaze could penetrate the snowstorm and see Lars Horn's hidden ambush.
"Do you see it? Miss Lacus. Lars Horn's arrangement. "
Olga seemed to be very surprised by Lacus' foresight.
This was because when Lei Mingkai and Lacus appeared together in front of the Ironflower Regiment, Lei Mingkai was the one who led all the actions related to the battle, while Lacus was the support.
Right now, before Ray Mingkai returned to meet up with the Ironflower Regiment, Lacus said this.
"No. I didn't see Lars Horn's arrangement. But, this is Lars Horn's land. As passersby, our understanding of this land is far inferior to Lars Horn's, who has ruled this land for 300 years. "
As if in response to Lacus's words, a sudden sharp whistle tore through the snowstorm and set off a violent explosion in front of the train.
"Boom!!"
Dazzling flames.
And the deafening explosion.
Olga's nerves immediately tensed up.
"Regiment Commander Olga! The enemy's attack is coming! "
The one who reacted faster than him was Lacus.
"Understood! Miss Lacus! Please retreat to the back as soon as possible! Leave this place to us! "
Before Olga's footsteps left the observation platform, Lacus's voice came.
"Regiment Commander Olga! Hold on! Free Gao Da and Guy will be here soon! "
The snowstorm was still howling.
However, in the dark night where the snow was dancing in the wind, there were bursts of light that constantly lit up.
It wasn't the light of human activity!
Since the birth of human civilization, it was the traces of blood left behind in history. It was called the traces of battle.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
In the snowstorm, cannonballs came from all directions and blew up large holes around the train. The train was shrouded in the threat of being hit by the cannonballs that were even more terrifying than the snowstorm.
"Woo!"
"Boom!"
On the train, Babatos waved the mace in his hand and tried to blow up the cannonballs that were flying toward the train under the double cover of the night and the snowstorm. This way, the train wouldn't be hit by the cannonballs.
Although this method was somewhat inconceivable, it allowed the train to avoid several fatal threats at this moment.
"There are so many of them! Olga, do you know where the attack came from? "
Three Suns and Moon's eyes kept moving around, but they still couldn't find the source of the attack.
"Looking! Hold on! Three Suns and Moon! "
It was undoubtedly an extremely difficult task to find Galalhorn, who was hiding in the shadows, in the vast snowstorm.
"Looks like the Ironflower Regiment's tenacity is far beyond our imagination! Galio. "
In the warm frontline command post, McGillis and Galio stood in front of the screen and watched the train that was still moving at high speed under the sky full of cannonballs.
"How long can our cannonballs last?"
Galio's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Originally, according to their plan, this wave of cannonballs could force the train to stop.
But they didn't expect the Ironflower Regiment to risk being hit by the cannonballs to not stop the train.
"About a few more minutes! Based on their speed, they'll be able to run out of our cannonballs soon. "
McGillis' eyes flashed with anticipation.
"Then, to stop the Ironflower Regiment, we'll have to let Glaze's troops go."
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