Chapter 1206： The road to the wasteland

The giant eagle swept across the sky at the edge of the wasteland, and saw everything that happened on the earth. In Azmore's eyes, everything that happened on these polluted land seemed to be similar to what he remembered-the magnificent wall still blocked Along the destructive border, the polluted land and the mutated forest lay like the scars of this world on the borders of the ancient empire. The brilliance of the energy barrier is reflected in the distant clouds, like a light-cast city wall that runs through the world, and The civilized world...The civilized world is still on the other side of the mountains.

But when he focused more on perceiving the sight of the giant eagle, those things that had never appeared in his memory came into his eyes.

He saw a "line" made up of scattered lights passing through the black forest and the strip plain at the edge of the magnificent wall. The starting point of the line was at the southern foot of the Dark Mountain, where there were more lights and large areas were artificially leveled. The land that came out, and a fortress hidden between the rocks and woods, the end of the line almost extended to the foot of the magnificent wall-and it gave a feeling of still extending forward and still advancing stubbornly.

That is a road, a road that is passing through the polluted area and approaching the wasteland of Gondor, and this road is under construction.

Azmore was a little surprised. He subconsciously manipulated the giant eagle to a higher height, trying to cast his gaze further away-his sudden move made the surrounding "escorts" of the Royal Hawks suddenly tense, and several giants The eagle raised the height one after another, and issued a sharp and loud scream. The knights on the eagle's back also tightened the reins nervously, and the golden peaked helmet on their head shuddered in the setting sun.

"Don't be so nervous, young people," Azmore couldn't help laughing, and said softly, "I'm just a dead old man."

"Please don't do such a sudden move at high altitude, Master Azmore," the voice of the captain of the Hawk Cavalry came from the magic item pinned on the clothes, that was a young boy, "We are for your safety. "

Azmore just smiled and didn't argue with the young warrior about anything-when he traveled the continent on a giant eagle for the first time, the former Empress of the Morning Star was even a child, and he passed through the storm. , Across the mountains, across the vast battlefield between the human ancestors and the dark subspecies, and once became a guest of honor between humans and the orcs, spreading the gospel of the **** of nature in the palaces, what he had faced The danger and training are more than all the eagle knights here combined.

They are just worried about any transgressive actions by such a "dangerous element".

Of course, the cavalry is indeed worried about his safety-more than ever, at least until reaching the destination, no one in this team wants him to have any accidents. Although for the past three thousand years, the Morningstar family and the "Orthodox sect" they represent have been hoping for his death every day, but since the day of the journey, what they hope most is "Archdruid Azmo" You can live to the end.

Azmore shook his head and lowered his body slightly on the back of the giant eagle. The psychic creature felt his thoughts, and accompanied by a loud call, a more expansive earth appeared in Azmore's mind. , He examined the vision far beyond the limits of human and elves’ eyesight, and his gaze extended to the east of the dark mountain range, along the edge of the magnificent wall-finally, he saw more lights.

That is another road that is passing through the contaminated area of ​​the Black Forest. It is at the end of the giant eagle’s line of sight and is almost completely blocked by trees. If it were not for the darkening of the sky at dusk, Azmore would not have been able to spot those from The shimmer of the treetops.

The old ancient druid finally couldn't help taking a breath, and said softly: "Are Ansu and Typhon finally starting to counterattack the wasteland..."

"Master, Anzu is history," another young female voice rang from the communication props, "Now the human empire Cecil is ruling the north-the founder is the resurgent pioneer Gao Wen. Emperor Cecil."

"Ah, Cecil Empire... I know, I just forgot," Azmore said lightly, with a smile on his mouth, "A pioneer who came back to life... the name Gawain Cecil... I have heard, and I have heard of his deeds, but-Bersetia, do you really think that a human being can be resurrected after seven hundred years of rest?"

Empress Belcetia’s voice came from the transmission props, as soft as nature’s wind but beyond doubt: "Yes, I think it can—Master Azmore, look at the one below you that extends towards the wasteland Don’t you think so?"

Azmore did not make a sound, but silently stared at the artificial lights that stubbornly reflected a road in the Black Forest, as if staring at the pioneers 700 years ago, the Gondor people a thousand years ago, and even three thousand years ago. The ancestors of humans and elf preachers from the more ancient years, after a long silence, he quietly broke the silence: "...he can come back from the dead..."

"...That's good," Bersetia said with a smile. "Master Azmore, please sit down. After crossing the dark mountains, we will lower our altitude."

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As dusk arrived, the patrol and surveying and mapping teams that were active on the outskirts of the forward base began to return to the safety zone. As the last armed surveying and mapping vehicle entered the base, the gate reinforced by the steel frame was closed. The soldiers patrolling on the wall and the searchlights slowly turning on top of the several guard towers still watched the dark and gloomy plain far away vigilantly, waiting quietly for night to fall.

The great architect Bruce Panshi climbed up the fence outside the camp from the iron escalator. The thickened steel plate and the stainless steel frame creaked under his feet. There seemed to be a never-ending wind on the flat plain. Enveloping the rotten breath from afar, whizzing through the gap between the walls, and occasionally bringing a terrifying sharp whistle-but these sounds have long been stationed at the various forward bases for the soldiers. Homely meals.

Bruce Rock crossed a short connecting wall. There are many protruding arc structures on the outside of the front wall. Inside the arc structure armor plate, the latest and most cutting-edge Justice-II Orbital Accelerator and Empire are installed. -II type arcane torrent generator, these "big baby" shiny muzzle and stable and reliable focusing structure can always give people living on the edge of the wasteland an extra sense of security-in such a ooze monster Where you are unwilling to stay, a similar sense of security is indeed very important.

The great architect came to a sentry set on the fence. The two sentries standing guard in the steel protective shed paid tribute to him while watching the pollution area outside: "Hello, great architect!"

Bruce nodded to the sentry, and asked curiously: "How long have you been here?"

"We have just changed the guard," one of the sentinels replied, speaking without leaving the wall at all, "less than half an hour..."

Bruce hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I mean how long have you been stationed in this base?"

The other sentry thought for a while and laughed. His teeth were particularly white against the dark complexion: "It's been almost a year-the two of us are the second batch to be sent to this base. Our captain Two years longer than us."

Bruce nodded and looked inside the wall-the gray barracks and the garage where the chariots were parked, the energy station that maintains the operation of the base, the water purification facilities, and the magic obelisk in the center of the base were reflected in his Sight.

Eighty percent of these facilities were designed by him.

This forward base was first built to repair the magnificent wall. After that great project, all forward bases remained the same as here. They have been in operation until today, and some of them have been carried out by soldiers. After rotation, a small number of veterans and commanders have extended their residency period, and they are still serving on this piece of land outside the boundaries of civilization.

Due to the existence of the supply line in the Black Forest, coupled with the logistical support provided by the fortress of the Rebels running through the Dark Mountains and the fortress of the South Gate, these forward bases located deep in the contaminated area are not bad in terms of logistical supplies. They really The challenge to face is the harsh environment near the magnificent wall, as well as the mutant monsters and hungry wild beasts that often wander in the polluted area-sometimes, they even have to deal with those that suddenly emerge near the base of the energy barrier Aberrations.

Although since the restoration of the magnificent wall was completed, the distortions wandering outside the wall have been very rare, but due to the power limitation of the sentry tower itself and the special "generation mechanism" of the distortions, such monsters wandering on the border of the wall have always According to the information that Bruce has, the front-end base will fight the deformed body almost every month. Fortunately, in front of modern weapons and shields, the small-scale wandering monsters will not break through the soldiers in front. Line of defense.

"Great architect," the voice of one of the sentinels suddenly came from the side, interrupting Bruce from his contemplation. The young soldier showed a somewhat curious look on his face, "The railway you mentioned...what is it? Will it be repaired here?"

Bruce froze for a moment. After a while, he showed a wide smile, and stretched out his hand to pat the young soldier's arm: "Military secret, boy."

"Ah... I'm sorry!" The soldier suddenly consciously lost his words, and immediately stood up straight and said with a serious face, "I am..."

"Don't be nervous, I know that many fighters are paying attention to the news in this regard," Bruce said with a smile, "that's why I will personally lead the engineers along this road to inspect every forward base-adequate preliminary preparation is The first condition to ensure that the follow-up project can be carried out smoothly. Don't worry, this project is a major event that your Majesty pays personal attention to, and its progress will not be slow."

The sentry relaxed, with a look of expectation on his face: "When the railway is repaired, our war fortress will be pushed forward-can we really counterattack the wasteland by then?"

"Of course, if it wasn't for the counterattack of the wasteland, why would your Majesty invest so much power here?" Bruce said with certainty, and just when he wanted to say something, a faint tweet suddenly penetrated The high-altitude clouds, passing through a long distance, sounded in his ears-this great architect with a keen hearing due to dwarf blood subconsciously followed the prestige, and under the already dim sky at dusk, he saw Some neatly arranged faint black spots seemed to be passing high above the sky, flying towards the direction of the dark mountains.

After carefully distinguishing, the great architect frowned curiously: "It looks like a giant eagle of the elves?"

"Is that the great eagle of the elves?" The two sentries finally noticed the movement in the sky. They stuck their heads out, and after checking with the eagle eye technique attached to the scout mirror, one of them muttered in surprise. , "They actually flew close to the border of the wasteland... really bold."

"They built the magnificent wall. They know exactly where the edge of the safe zone is." Bruce was not surprised. He was just a little curious about the appearance of those elves. "But a giant eagle team of this size... It looks pretty good. Shiyou ** is also your majesty's distinguished guest."

The great architect shook his head. This is not something he should be concerned about. At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from a short distance, just to interrupt his thoughts.

A soldier ran up the wall and gave a military salute in front of Bruce: "Great Architect! Please go to the communication room-the contact from the South Gate Fortress."

"Okay, I'm going now." Bruce replied immediately, with a straight face, and then quickly bid farewell to the two sentries on the fence and ran towards the ladder not far away.

The communication room is located near the center of the forward base, right next to the towering obelisk of magic energy. There is a row of barracks and two warehouses in the middle. Bruce's footsteps are fast, and he came to this place quickly when he was on the way. The room where the magic net terminal is placed-the magic guidance device in the center of the room has been activated, a faint light is shining above the focusing crystal, and the appearance of the great architect Gordon emerges in the middle of the communication interface.

"Bruce, I hope I didn't interrupt your work," Gordon said immediately when Bruce appeared, "I just received an order from the Imperial Capital here."

"There is no interruption at all-today's data collection and work plan have been completed," Bruce said casually, his expression becoming very serious, "Order from the Imperial Capital? What happened?"

"Nothing-it's a new task that requires the construction and advancement of the railway to be completed at the same time. Rest assured, the task itself is not difficult, the only thing that needs to be quality and quantity, and must not be delayed."

Gordon in the communication interface spoke with a serious face, and with his words, the printing device connected to the Mowang terminal on the side of the table also turned on its own, and there was a slight rubbing sound between gears and connecting rods. One after another, the printing paper was spit out from the output port.

"Did you see the information I posted? There are things you need to know on it."

Bruce stepped forward curiously, picked up the materials, and a task book with a large number of drawings and parameter descriptions appeared in front of him-this is very professional materials, but for a large building that has even repaired a magnificent wall For the teacher, the above things are very simple to understand.

"Large biomass processing center...pre-buried splitting pool...and underground bunkers reserved for servo brain storage tanks?" Bruce gradually showed a surprised look, "What are we going to do? We are going to promote the biological factory as well. In the wasteland?"

"Don't ask me about it, I don't know," Gordon shrugged, "Since this is an order from the Imperial Capital, then we should seriously implement it."