Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The thin mist behind them had already revealed several outlines.

From a distance.

He Feng almost thought he was seeing things.

Several tiny figures, no bigger than peas, rapidly approached them on the flat ice surface, accompanied by the deafening sound of pistons pounding as they sped across the ice in several snowmobiles.

20 people, 5 motorcycles.

The one at the very front even occupied a separate seat, causing the people behind to sit haphazardly, like an Indian military parade convoy.

He Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, completely bewildered by the group's suicidal behavior.

Driving a sled on an unfamiliar icy sea is definitely a risky move.

Regardless of the unpredictable thickness of the ice, there are numerous deep holes in the sea surface that could cause someone to fall in at any moment.

Once trapped, the frigid seawater, filled with ice shards, can cause instantaneous hypothermia.

But most importantly, there are the unpredictable sea monsters.

Strong and swift, it ambushes any creature that dares to be distracted.

Swimming in the deep sea, it opens its blood-red maw and devours the flesh and blood of its prey.

It is the most painful way to die in the world, reserved only for the most heinous criminals.

No one knows how these sea creatures find their prey, but once they roam so openly on the ice, no ships are there to protect them.

The result is, of course, predictable.

Just then, the winding convoy suddenly encountered an accident.

There was absolutely no surprise.

In the middle of the column, a sled carrying a machine gun and four or five soldiers plunged straight into the ice cave with a "thud".

The roar of the engine came to an abrupt halt, and only a few soldiers were desperately trying to save themselves.

"Help me, help me!" several soldiers cried out, their struggles in the water growing weaker and weaker.

But no one dared to get down and help them; they passed by in a hurry, like passersby.

It's not that I'm heartless.

Rather, it's because once they stop, the underwater creatures will follow them, causing them to fall into the cycle of death.

They won't live much longer.

No one knows if they will be the next one.

Those who were abandoned are still struggling to hold on.

The heavy equipment they wore became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the low temperature made them move slowly.

The excellent equipment they wore also began to drain their strength, contributing to the deaths of some who drowned or froze to death.

A few lucky ones managed to reach the edge of the ice cave and, using their hands and feet, crawled out onto the shore in a very disheveled manner.

They rubbed their hands and feet desperately with their pale, numb fingers, but blood circulation had stopped and their hands and feet had turned deathly white, which meant that they had now become a piece of uncontrollable rotten flesh.

Like homeless people huddling together for warmth, several people hugged each other, hoping to retain some warmth.

Several people, their teeth chattering, uttered words of encouragement, their bodies trembling even more violently.

This is humanity's only hope when faced with dire circumstances, even though their lives are already on a countdown.

But after a few breaths, the ice surrounding their feet suddenly turned dark black.

The shadowy figure expanded and lingered.

Then, it stopped at the feet of several people.

No one dared to look down; they could only embrace each other and pray.

This is the embodiment of death, and the end for everyone on this icy sea.

In the final moments, the group suddenly began to curse, as if they had exhausted all their strength just to leave behind a single sentence, which was unusually decisive.

"Fuck your mother, White Crow City!"

"boom."

The immense water pressure burst forth from the seabed, shattering all the ice floating on the surface, and the tremendous impact sent countless ice fragments flying in all directions.

Atop a water column about ten meters high, a lanternfish, over ten meters long, suddenly opened its menacing jaws.

Blood seeped from between its distinct, sharp teeth, its inner teeth crushing flesh and bones together, while its eerie eyes blinked and stared at the pursuers ahead.

It disappeared into the icy sea once again.

All that remained of the group were their afterimages before they were swallowed by the terrifying monster.

In the blink of an eye, they had completely devoured the group without the slightest hesitation.

This is the final death in this world.

He Feng observed all of this from the distant platform, feeling a mixture of sympathy and hatred, but also an immense sense of dread.

This is the fundamental reason why he was looking for a fortress.

On the icy sea, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable; only by owning a drifting fortress can one truly say they have control over their own destiny.

The Blue Ocean and his own life—that was his bottom line.

And now these people want to take away everything he has worked so hard to achieve in this world for some inexplicable reason.

How could he possibly tolerate that?

He Feng's expression grew even colder as he watched the approaching motorcycles, which were now within the attack range of the Azure.

He glanced around at the damaged parts of the Azure, clenched his fist, and took a deep breath.

"Is this your ship? How dare you do this?!"

At this moment, he looked at the group of people who were still chasing after him, and his eyes showed more hatred.

"Fire! Shoot them all!"

Gunfire, like a sky full of stars, spread toward the motorcycles with overwhelming force.

They wove together an extremely dense network of firepower.

"You all lead the charge! Anyone who dares to disobey will be executed on the spot!" Yan Ruxue moved her car behind the group and roared fiercely.

The soldiers surrounding him gritted their teeth, glaring resentfully at the arrogant adult.

Some even wanted to take out their own firearms and defy authority.

They were ready to shoot this guy who was always coming up with bad ideas, even though they all knew that firearms were not very effective against evolved humans.

Military orders are absolute and cannot be disobeyed.

The motorcycles behind them increased their speed, loaded machine gun bullets, and after a simple arrangement, looked tremblingly at the behemoth in front of them, which was several times larger than them.

He then pulled the trigger.

To carry out an extremely foolish raid.

They paved the way for this great man to board the Azure, at the cost of their lives.

This left countless people present feeling bewildered and powerless.

The former were hit, while the latter followed in vain, one after another.

They got caught up in a pointless relay race.

The firepower, comparable to that of a water cannon, was instantly obliterated by the dozens of heavy machine guns of the Azure.

Ahead lies the unreachable Azure, behind are the insurmountable Evolver superiors.

After losing nearly ten brothers, a soldier emerged from his exhaustion and despair.

He was so tired that he felt like the world was spinning.

Looking at his brothers lying crookedly beside him because of the mid laner, and behind him, the "adult" was still pointing and gesturing.

The despair in my heart transformed into a nameless fire.

Extreme anger gave him reckless courage.

This force enabled him to turn his gun around and point it at the adult hiding behind him.