Without any warning, a high-latitude volcano on the shore of the western sea began to violently erupt. The glaciers that had accumulated for hundreds of millions of years began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ice and snow within a radius of several hundred square kilometers of the volcano, mixed with molten lava, began to spread toward low-lying areas.
Wherever the molten lava passed, the originally barren snowy plains were smeared into a complete mess. The blazing red lava came into close contact with the cold ice, producing sizzling sounds of barbecuing. Water vapor, together with black ash, crazily sprayed into the sky.
What followed was a strong earthquake as high as a magnitude nine. Fortunately, the source of the earthquake this time was extremely deep. After it spread to the surface, its intensity was greatly reduced. Moreover, on the surface of this planet that had been fighting for several decades, other than the military vehicles and mechas moving through the wilderness, there weren't too many man-made structures. Therefore, it didn't cause too many casualties.
The arrival of the volcanic eruption and earthquake was only a kind warning issued by nature to the two sides that were busy fighting on this planet. The overall temperature of the northern hemisphere of 5460 began to slowly rise. Under this shocking astronomical phenomenon, a total of seven divisions of the Federation's ground forces retreated toward the south at high speed.
Beside the icy peak of K22, there was a small group of Empire troops stationed in an alley. They were the first to discover the enemy's unusual movements. They, who had long been accustomed to fighting day and night without rest, were shocked to discover that, in the past four hours, even though the Federation's artillery shells were still unceasingly bombarding them, those troublesome Federal forces never attacked again.
The company commander thought silently for a long time. He used his hand to heavily pound the cold resistant concrete wall of the fortification. Carrying his machine gun, he crawled out of the alley. The mud mixed with the damaged military uniform, sticking to his body and making him feel that something was a bit strange. The silence around the battlefield was a bit frightening.
With difficulty, he climbed through the thick ice used to block the Federation's bullets at the entrance of the alley. The company commander used his gun to support himself on the ground and stood up. He looked at the incomparably empty snowy plains in front of him and the silent Federation's military camp on the other side. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.
The Federation retreated?
Squeezed by the desperation of the fierce battles and abandonment in the past few days, he was silent for a long time before he finally confirmed the fact. He grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed his face that was full of mud. It was not until the roots of his dark beard were almost bleeding that he finally woke up from the cold. Ecstatically, he turned around and ran into the alley, roaring in a hoarse voice, "The soldiers of the federation have retreated! The Federation has retreated! "
The soldiers of the Imperium deep inside the fortification were stunned. They looked at each other in disbelief for a long time before they finally believed what their captain said. Helping each other to stand up, they laughed and cried to their heart's content, bashed each other, and hugged each other.
The lucky celebration of escaping death in the alley did not last long. The people's laughter gradually died down because they could faintly hear a strange sound that they had never heard before. It was coming from the deepest part of the alley.
That captain tilted his head and listened for a moment. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. Grabbing the gun beside him, he rushed towards the side door of the underground alley and shouted loudly, "Prepare for battle!"
Rumbling sounds came faintly from the depths of the alley. They were extremely heavy and powerful. At first, they were very far away and were not clear, but in a short amount of time, they became as loud and clear as war drums.
The soldiers of the Empire lay on the ground, staring nervously and savagely at the entrance of the dark alley. They didn't know what these terrifying sounds were, and subconsciously thought that they were the new mecha weapons of the Federation. Only heavy alloy equipment could make such loud noises. This seemed to be the only explanation for the sudden retreat of the Federation army on the other side of the glacier.
What came was not the Federation's new mecha that could enter the depths of the glacier, but an existence even more terrifying than the mecha horde.
The Imperial captain guarding at the very front heard the thunderous sounds. His pupils constricted. Relying on a sliver of dim light, after seeing what it was, his body began to tremble violently from fear. However, he did not have time to turn around, nor did he have time to shout before he was smashed into the wall, becoming a mangled corpse.
Tens of thousands of tons of cold water, carrying heavy and sharp icicles, gathered at the top of the glacier and at the cracks. Following the underground channels created by nature, they rampaged through the interior of the glacier at an extremely fast speed. Then, they finally entered the underground tunnel network that the Imperium had built for decades. Under the tremendous pressure, they turned into an unstoppable torrent of icicles and gushed out!
With a loud boom, Ling Liu instantly charged into the alley of the Empire's army. He roared and slammed into the hard concrete wall, releasing thunderous booms. Then, he ran out without the slightest fear, turning into a fountain on the precipice of the glacier, shooting into the blue sky amidst the morning light. Only after reaching a height of several dozen meters did he reluctantly fall back down.
In an extremely short amount of time, the torrent of water destroyed all the attacks in the alley. As for the Imperial soldiers, they did not even know where they were. Not even a trace of blood could be seen in the alley.
A few minutes later, the pressure in the cracks of the glacier gradually stabilized, and the torrent calmed down. The collapsed alley was filled with cold water. It was a deep blue like a bottomless lake. Dense icicles and occasionally a few broken empty boxes floated on top of it.
The temperature was still not high. Not long after, the tens of thousands of tons of cold water in the alley slowly condensed into ice again. After a few days, when the temperature was higher, the ice would melt again, roar again, and maybe condense again. This process would repeat countless times. Maybe they would find an opportunity to rush into the grassland neighbors that they had not seen in the south for more than two thousand years.
The dark alley was dead silent. Occasionally, the sound of water rippling and cracking could be heard. The place where the Federal forces were fighting a bloody battle, the last base of the Imperial expeditionary force, under the power of nature, turned into a land of death.
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A few small bases that were hidden in the glacier in Area K were all destroyed by the torrent of water. Old General Ambridge had already received this unfortunate news. With the help of his guards, he slowly walked out of the gate of the base. Looking at the sky in the east, he saw the clear line of black smoke from the volcano. A complicated expression flashed across his old face.
If it was only a small torrent of water caused by a volcanic eruption and an earthquake, it shouldn't have spread to the last base under his feet, the old general thought silently.
However, his heart was cold. He knew that this was just a way to comfort himself. If it was only a small torrent of water caused by a volcanic eruption, why did the Federation retreat? The Empire did not have enough cutting-edge computers to conduct research in this area, but the Federation did.
"Mobilize the rest of the troops. Use the last of the military equipment reserves. No matter the cost, we must delay the Federal Army that is retreating to the south."
"Don't try to stop their combat troops. Target their quick-condensing cement warehouse and engineering mechas."
Old General Ambridge looked to the south and said in a cold tone, "Remember, no matter the cost, no matter the rank of the officer, you must at least keep one soldier of the Federation for me."
"Yes, General," the guard beside him replied.
General Ambridge narrowed his eyes and looked at the white snow in front of him. The wrinkles on his face were like layers of snow that had been blown by the wind. After a long silence, he added, "I know that you are not afraid of death … but this time, you can't be afraid of death, because this may be the last time we are not afraid of death. I will accompany you."
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In the glacier area of the planet, it was still late at night. In some places, it was already early morning. The last soldiers of the Imperial expeditionary force on this planet walked out or crawled out of the narrow alleys. These exhausted soldiers who had almost run out of supplies and equipment didn't even have the time to breathe the fresh air that they hadn't been in contact with for a long time. They glanced at the blue sky that they hadn't seen for many days, and their eyes were filled with faint emotions as if they were about to die. They silently and valiantly bent their bodies, supported their companions, and ran to the strategic nodes in all directions.
The nearly ten thousand soldiers of the Empire didn't know what was happening on this planet. They didn't even know that there was a volcano erupting in Area K. The violent tremor two days ago was a huge earthquake in the distance, they only knew that this was an order from their superiors, and that this was their last chance to be loyal to His Majesty. Therefore, they took their guns and walked out. In broad daylight on the flat snowy plains, they went to intercept or chase the Federal Army that was ten times their number.
What kind of madness was this?
The volcanic ash in the distant sky was blown away by the cold wind. In the eastern sky of the morning, outside the planet's atmosphere that was so clear that it seemed unreal, a black line could be faintly seen.
That was the Federal Fleet in outer space.
At the entrance of the Empire's base high in the sea of ice, General Ambly, who was standing in the wind and snow to send off the soldiers, was suddenly pushed down by his guards and then forcibly dragged into the sturdy base.
More than sixty milky white beams of light shot out from the warships in space and instantly entered the clear and sparse atmosphere. With the help of the Charter Network's precise positioning, they fiercely fell in all directions on the snowy plains.
There weren't any loud noises. The light beams that were adjusted to cover the area of the attack turned countless Empire soldiers who were arduously advancing into light smoke. Countless ice and snow melted, and snowy peaks collapsed and no longer existed. The entire process was like an accelerated spring, but it was even more terrifying.
Just this round of attacks from the main cannons of the battleships had already destroyed two years of the Federation's peacetime energy quota. However, the Empire soldiers who were shouting in vain to avoid or even cursed at the sky discovered in despair that dozens of milky white beams of light blasted down from the sky above.
In the face of the madness of the Empire, the Federation's response was also very crazy.
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The seven divisions of the Federation's ground forces, under the protection of the fleet regardless of the cost, sped up their retreat to the south. After seeing those milky white beams of light, the suspicion and anger that had been heating up in the military camp immediately vanished like smoke in thin air.
The soldiers still didn't know the real reason for the sudden retreat, but when they saw the Federation actually use so much of the crystal mine's energy quota to launch a group space attack that hadn't been seen in many years, they knew very well that the situation was definitely tense to a certain extent.
Three days later, the great retreat organized by the Federation's entire force finally succeeded. All of the ground forces withdrew to the four military spaceports in the southern hemisphere and were then urgently conscripted by the government to be carried back into space by countless military and civilian spaceships.
Only a few special forces and researchers remained on the surface. They were responsible for monitoring everything that happened on this planet and silently observing the Imperial expeditionary force's demise. Xu Le also stayed behind.
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