The foaming wetland was filled with a nauseating stench, like the stench of rotting dead fish. This was the corpse stench of dead sea beasts.
These sea beasts' corpses came in all shapes and sizes. From these corpses, one could find the original forms of fish, but they also had the characteristics of highly intelligent creatures.
This wetland was very vast. As far as the eye could see, it was a hundred miles wide and spanned nearly a thousand miles between the Foka Spire and the White Nightmare Sea.
This area was originally the estuary of the Foka Plains. In ancient times, it was a prosperous land.
Since the Hundred Year War, this place had been deteriorating. The living creatures that lived here kept moving to the Foka Spire, and finally, this place became a muddy wetland battlefield.
Just a day ago, a small-scale battle broke out in the wetland battlefield. A sea beast army had quietly landed and was discovered by the 24th Spire Army. Both sides engaged in a fierce battle.
This battle lasted for an entire day. After the reinforcements of the Foka Spire arrived, both sides retreated without causing any trouble.
On the frontline battlefield of the White Nightmare Trench, such battles would happen several times a month, sometimes even at the same time. It was not unusual.
At dawn, a row of military hover cars drove toward the Foka Spire. After passing through layers of screening, they returned to the Spire military base.
In one of the hover cars, the captain of the 24th Spire, Vogt, sat in the carriage and looked at his subordinates.
"Gulp gulp …"
One of the soldiers' throat moved, making a strange sound. Vogt suddenly raised his head and stared. Under his eyelids, another transparent eyelid opened and closed quickly. The eyeball had a strange look to it.
"Behave yourself. Do you want the mainlanders of the Foka Spire to know our true identity? "Vogt cursed in a low voice.
"Sorry. Sir. I'm still not used to this body. "
The soldier mumbled, his throat still making a "gulp gulp" sound from time to time.
"If you're not used to it, then shut up. Don't talk." Vogt glared.
A moment later, the 24th Spire arrived at the military base and was warmly welcomed.
The commanding officer of the base came forward and congratulated Vogt. This was the 100th victory of the Foka Spire this year.
"Captain Vogt, you're in luck! This year's 100th victory just happened to be achieved by your 24th Regiment. You are the lucky one of our military base … "
The commanding officer of the base patted Vogt's shoulder and laughed, beaming with joy. "Let the soldiers of your column go back and rest. Tomorrow, the consul will hold a grand banquet for the 24th Regiment in the city hall."
Enthusiastic responses came from all around. Whether they were soldiers of the 24th Regiment or not, all of them were in high spirits and congratulated Captain Vogt.
In the Foka Tower, there was a rule. Every year, anyone who obtained 100 points, an integer multiple, or some lucky numbers would receive different rewards.
Among them, the one with 100 victories and multiple rewards were naturally the most generous. A banquet would be held in the city hall to commend the troops that had obtained this honor.
The Foka Spire's army attached great importance to such an honor. Due to the city's uniqueness, there wasn't only one army here. There were many troops from various countries and factions stationed here.
Anyone who was able to snatch this honor was worth bragging about.
The troops that Vogt belonged to were part of the Foka Spire's main army, so these honors were naturally more important.
Moreover, in the past two years, the troops sent by the major factions were getting stronger and stronger. It was quite difficult to obtain these honors.
This time, Vogt's 24th Regiment was actually lucky enough to obtain their 100th victory this year. This was like hitting the jackpot. Everyone in the base was overjoyed.
"Yes. Sir. I would also like to apply for leave and stay at home for a day. "Vogt saluted and said.
Hearing this, all the soldiers present revealed a smile that all men understood. Vogt's wife, Marjorie, was a beauty that everyone in the army knew.
Every time Vogt returned to the base, the first thing he did was to return home to feed his wife so that others would not plant grass on her head.
"Hahaha … I understand. Go on, go on … "
The commanding officer laughed loudly, then his expression changed and he said solemnly, "Take care of your health. Be more spirited at tomorrow's banquet. Don't embarrass our base."
"Yes!"
Vogt saluted at attention.
Not long after, a hover car drove out of the base. Vogt sat in the driver's seat, and two soldiers sat in the back.
When the car drove onto the main road, the skin on the faces of the two soldiers squirmed and lines appeared. They looked like tiger stripes, but they were covered with dense fish scales.
"The human body sure isn't used to it …"
"Gugu … This feels so uncomfortable. Hurry up and finish the mission and return to the team … The smell here is too bad …"
The two soldiers muttered in low voices, but their eyes gradually bulged.
In the driver's seat, Vogt slammed the steering wheel and turned his head. He actually turned 180 degrees and glared at the two soldiers.
"Behave yourselves. If you fail this mission, even if the Marshal lets you go, I will take your lives!"
"I've been lurking in the Foka Spire for so many years just for this mission. I cannot fail."
…
Vogt screamed in a low voice. His voice was so shrill that even the bulletproof glass of the hover car trembled slightly. A strange aura permeated the car.
The two soldiers immediately shrunk their heads and nodded respectfully, not daring to say another word.
"Sir Shark, please understand. This is also the first time we've adapted to the human body. It's hard to control it … "
"That's right. Don't worry, Sir Shark. We'll definitely be careful. "
Hearing the assurance of the two soldiers, Vogt's expression gradually returned to normal. He raised his hand to his head and slowly straightened his neck.
"You're the trusted aides of the Marshal, deeply trusted by the Marshal. I also believe in your abilities. Remember, don't make any mistakes. "Vogt drove the hover car and looked at the road ahead. His eyes flickered, revealing a hint of disdain.
He did not think much of these two soldiers. The reason he brought them with him was because he was afraid that they would make mistakes.
Hmph … He had been plotting in the Foka Spire for so many years just to complete this mission. He would not allow it to go to waste, especially when the Marshal wanted to send his trusted aides to take a share of the credit that belonged to him. Hmph hmph …
Vogt grinned, grinding his fine and sharp teeth. He wanted to find a chance to get rid of these two troublemakers.
"Whoosh …"
The military hover car drove into the city and sped along the dedicated road. It did not slow down at all. This was the privilege of the military.
In a small alley, a white mouse locked onto the military hover car and watched it disappear at the end of the street.
On the other side.
In Hayashi River's residence, he was flipping through the secret information sent by the North Chamber of Commerce. Suddenly, his forehead heated up. He exclaimed in surprise and looked at a surveillance image on the holographic screen.
"This license plate. Is that the hover car of the Foka Spire Army? Strange, why is there a warning … "
Staring at the image, he quickly pulled up the relevant information on the hover car. Hayashi River could not help but frown. Just from the surveillance image, the eyeball pattern had already sensed danger.
Such a situation had not occurred for a long time. Ever since the Psychic Force had advanced to the seventh stage of Realm Three, coupled with the trump cards in his hands, there were not many existences that could make Hayashi River feel danger.
Just the surveillance footage alone could cause the eyeball pattern to give off a warning. This kind of existence should be at least a Realm Five cultivator.
However, the owner of this hover car was Captain Vogt of the Foka Spire military base. He was not a Realm Five powerhouse.
Hayashi River was a little puzzled. However, out of his own caution, he still listed this person as a key surveillance target.
"Ding ding …"
Several messages popped up on the communicator. They were from the West Peace Society, the North Chamber of Commerce, the Machinists Organization of the Foka Spire, and Fei Yu.
The first three messages were all about the same thing. They invited Hayashi River to attend a banquet in the city hall tomorrow night to celebrate the 100th victory of the year.
Fei Yu invited Hayashi River for lunch and told him that she had brought him information that he was interested in.
"Perfect. I'll test this woman and see how much she knows about the secret passage to the Level Two Warehouse District …" Hayashi River muttered as he replied to the message.
Mossy Bone's voice sounded in the earpiece. "What's your plan? Do you have any clues about the secret passage? "
"I found some clues from these books …" Hayashi River said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen shook, and Mossy Bone's image appeared. He looked around on the screen and saw a tall pile of ancient books on the table. They were books related to the Foka Spire.
"You want to find clues from the history books of the Foka Spire?"
As Mossy Bone spoke, he saw that these books were not history books, but books related to machinery. However, some of these books were very old and had nothing to do with history.
Seeing Mossy Bone's disbelief, Hayashi River could not do anything. He had indeed found some clues from these machinery books.
Of course, these clues were far from enough. He hoped that Fei Yu would bring him some surprises.
"What clues did you find …" Mossy Bone asked.
He was very curious about this. After all, this was related to Cromwell, who could be considered an old friend of his.
"The original mechanical composition of the Annihilator Army came from Cromwell's inspiration. However, he did not participate in this project. It seems that he had a falling out with the Foka Spire officials at that time …"
Hayashi River flipped open an ancient book. It recorded some mechanical compositions from a thousand years ago, but there was no record of what had happened at that time.
However, from the design ideas of these mechanical compositions, Hayashi River could glean many things. This was like looking at an artist's painting. He could glean the mood of the artist when he painted.
However, understanding these secrets could only give him some clues.
Cromwell had left some of his research results in the machinery warehouse and did not take them with him.
However, no one had found where he had hidden them …
"Winlington must know the way in and out. Unfortunately, that slut has been dead for too many years …"
Hayashi River shook his head. He had too few clues at hand. It was difficult to get a clear idea.
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