Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 251 Recovering the Remains
Every travel mission is a major event that attracts everyone's attention in the hub city.

The guard team assembled dozens of ice diggers and more than a dozen experienced icebreakers. Even three precious mountain crushers were dispatched, which is enough to deal with most emergencies!
Although the specifications are still not as good as the Pioneer Army.

But Francis was quite satisfied with this, and was constantly busy organizing everything to ensure that there would be no man-made accidents.

The days passed by.

What surprised Mussad was that old John, who had always been a fisherman, actually participated in this mission as a 'weatherman'.

Although Old John still had a bad tone during the conversation between the two, he knew in his heart that it was because the other party did not trust him, so he deliberately took the initiative to participate in this extremely risky mission.

Therefore, Mussad can only feel the warmth that is particularly scarce in the cold winter, and at the same time keep the kindness in his heart.

The heavy city gate opened.

The ice cubes couldn't stop falling and hit the ground with great force, breaking into pieces.

And just as these broken ice cubes set off a cold mist, three mountain bikes with their headlights turned on to the brightest roared out, like roaring giant beasts, carelessly rushing towards the lifeless land in the distance. of cold ice fields!
"The current grip rate is 97%. It is expected that all tires will need to be replaced after 107 hours. It will be 14 days and nights from the target point. I hope we can get there alive."

Old John's calm voice sounded on the public channel.

After receiving a few calls, Francis's calm words also injected some courage into everyone's hearts, making them less afraid when they looked out the window at the ice and snow.

"Don't worry, this mission will be successful with me! You just need to obey the orders, and I will bear all the consequences!"

Listening to the strong and unarguable tone in my ears.

Old John winked at Mussad beside him, causing the latter to roll his eyes angrily.

The journey to the target point is boring, but also quite dangerous.

The most terrifying and ferocious killer is severe cold.

Stepping out of the roller coaster in such extreme weather, even an icebreaker with superhuman physical fitness would freeze into an ice sculpture in just a few breaths!
The most important factor why they are still safe and sound is the continuous steam cycle inside the roller coaster.

This large vehicle eats up part of the snow as it moves forward, and turns the energy lost while moving forward into heat, which heats it up and turns it into steam, which circulates repeatedly within the vehicle, providing both forward momentum and ensuring the safety of the vehicle. the necessary temperature!
This is also a rare moment when Mussad can receive treatment comparable to that of a hot spring area.

You can walk safely in the car without wearing heavy and clumsy protective clothing, and even have the luxury of physical phenomena such as sweating.

But when leaving the hub city, many dangers will naturally follow.

This way down.

There have been more than five avalanches alone, and one even occurred at night. If it had not been discovered by Old John on duty, I am afraid that the three ice crushing trucks and the people inside would have been buried in the heavy snow!
And in a situation like this in the cold winter, it is almost equivalent to a death sentence in advance!

Not to mention the blizzards that make it difficult to walk, and the life-threatening snow disease.

Countless troubles came down.

Even Francis, who had many travel experiences, was a little exhausted. He kept his spirits up and relied on his organizational skills and intuition to avoid crisis after crisis for the team!
More than ten days later.

The three scarred mountain trucks finally arrived at the last place where the pioneer army disappeared. It only takes a few days of exploration to basically discover the place where they died.

After getting off the mountain truck, Mussad's whole body was covered in protective clothing, and warm steam flowed through the gaps between his body and protective clothing with every movement he made.

"Everyone has reached the first level of protection. You are not allowed to raise the level at will without my order."

Francis' order was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears accompanied by a sizzling noise.

After arranging the most basic camp protection.

Mussad teamed up with Old John, took the positioning dial, randomly found a direction and started a long exploration.

"What a damn weather. In this damn world, we are the only unlucky ones still out there."

Old John said depressedly.

The white world is devoid of any vitality. This is undoubtedly what Mussad feels like.

However, out of the desire to raise eyebrows, Mussad still spoke out in a mocking tone the half-truths and half-false rumors that he had inadvertently heard from others.

"What do you know, you bad old man? We humans can't do it, but that doesn't mean other creatures can't do it.

Have you ever heard of a giant dragon?

Those are terrifying creatures known for their power in lost history. This bit of cold is nothing to them. Maybe they are watching our jokes somewhere in the world now! "

"You brat, do you have the nerve to say such invisible things?"

Old John rubbed his hands.

Wisps of coldness penetrated into the bone marrow through the steam, making him feel a little irritated as his bones were not in good shape.

"Lost in history, it happened so many years ago, maybe it was just made up by some drunkard.

Dragons, elves, dwarves... Do you really believe that these things that only appear in fairy tales really exist?
Even if there were, I'm afraid they would have frozen to death somewhere by now, leaving only us humans struggling in the snow. "

After a pause, Old John sighed.

"Actually, if you really think about it, there is nothing wrong with disappearing into history. At least now you don't have to suffer like this."

"You can't say that. Maybe if you live longer, you can see hope?

I heard that technologies like our mountain bikes and protective suits first came from two races called goblins and gnomes. But now they are extinct, but we humans are still going on.

As long as we keep going, we can also innovate on their basis, and one day we may be able to end the winter. "

Mussad tried to be as relaxed as possible, saying words that he didn't quite believe.

"Who knows, anyway, if there are a few accidents like the Pioneer Army, it will be good if the hub city is not destroyed. There is no need to think about ending the winter."

Chatting along the way.Mussad and Old John were not particularly nervous.

The extreme climate has already killed more than [-]% of the world's creatures, so there is no need to worry about the appearance of enemies other than humans.

Therefore, you only need to pay attention to the numbers inside the protective clothing at all times to ensure that there is no air leakage that could lead to death from the cold. In most cases, it is relatively safe to go out and explore.

Hard work pays off.

After several days of investigation, this weather-beaten team finally found the remaining traces of the pioneering army.

The mountain crusher was restarted and stayed on top of a raised iceberg. If you brushed away the snow on the surrounding ground, you could still see some mechanical creations sealed in tight ice.

"The rest of the work will be left to you. I hope you can live up to your reputation."

Francis looked at Mussad and spoke reluctantly, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"My father was buried under this iceberg. If possible, please pass by his area during the excavation work so that I can take a last look at him."

"Leave it to me. Isn't this the purpose of bringing me here?"

Mussad agreed readily.

As if completely unaware of the harsh difficulty contained in this whimsical request, he directed the other ice diggers to remove all the silent bombs from the mountain cart one by one.

Francis couldn't help but look at this guy a few more times, and this confident look couldn't help but be separated from the previous shameless look.

So much so that Francis was a little confused.

Is Mussad too stupid to realize the difficulties involved, or is he really some amazing real person, and can even have the confidence to complete her whimsical request?
But Frances soon discovered that he no longer needed to guess.

Under the command of Mussad.

Packs of silent bombs were placed at various nodes of the iceberg that could only be observed with the naked eye, and the gunpowder materials and locations at each location were different, making it difficult to replicate.

If it is inside the Hub City, the tools usually used by ice diggers are durable iron pickaxes and their own strong bodies.

After all, even in the most uncomfortable ice fields, the temperature is much higher than the ice and snow outside, and there is no need to even use luxuries like protective clothing.

But if you are doing ice digging work outside the city.

Then silent bombs become a necessity, and iron picks can only be used for corner development, but cannot become the main force for digging ice.

As a well-known pillar in the industry, Mussad is a miracle that is unbelievable to others, but it is not impossible for him to realize it!

Although silent bombs are said to be silent, the explosion itself will inevitably cause some noise, but it will only be weakened to a certain extent.

If this causes an avalanche, everyone may be buried here!
What's more, it is difficult to control the amount of bombs used to dig ice. If you are not careful, it will cause landslides, causing all the previous work to be wasted!
Coupled with the already bad weather.

The entire ice digging process is extremely difficult. Even those veteran ice diggers who have been involved in this art for more than ten years can only guarantee that they will complete the task of breaking the ice, but they cannot guarantee that the human body sealed in it will not be harmed.

But Mussad can.

The dosage of every bit of gunpowder is clearly understood, and destroying nodes seems to become an instinct as easy and comfortable as breathing, rather than an extremely demanding and arduous task.

With just a casual glance, the scene after igniting the silent bomb appeared exactly in Mussad's mind.

In the hands of other ice diggers, bombs that could only be shuddered and ignited one by one were often ignited in groups of three or four under Mussad's command.

Use continuous and uninterrupted blasting to easily smash this stubborn iceberg, allowing it to gradually reveal the damaged vehicles and many equipment inside without any damage!
Only then did Francis suddenly realize.

Why was Mussad able to win such exaggerated attention from Bernard as an ice digger, even to the point where he had to participate in this mission!

The continuous explosions lasted all day.

No avalanches were caused during this period, which is enough to show that Mussad controlled the noise generated by the explosion extremely delicately.

Although the time was short, all the ice diggers, including Mussad, showed excessive mental exhaustion. After all, this is strictly a delicate job.

And with their unremitting efforts.

The iceberg that originally seemed to be towering was finally completely destroyed, and the remaining traces of the pioneering army appeared in front of everyone without reservation, including the stiff human bodies.

"...This, what is this?"

Of course.

When the final work came to an end, everyone saw the corpses of the dragon and the gods enclosed in ice.

Mussad's mouth never closed after he opened it. When the legendary myth unexpectedly came into reality, a sense of absurdity and disbelief would make everyone feel like they were falling into the clouds!
"This is the main purpose of our coming here, and it is also the most important gain that the pioneering army has ever discovered."

Frances wiped tears from his eyes.

After bidding farewell to his father's body, perhaps out of recognition of Mussad's skills and gratitude for his help, Francis' attitude towards him suddenly became much better.

"This is ironclad evidence, the most powerful proof that lost history does exist, and it is also the hope that we may finally survive in this cold winter!"

After a brief shock.

Each ice digger sped up their movements, split this priceless iceberg into two, and decided to move away the piece that contained the god's corpse.

There is no way, the dragon is too big, and there is no possibility of moving it back with only three mountain crushers.

Therefore, after making a choice, Francis could only regretfully decide to abandon this part of the iceberg and instead target the corpse of the god that was easier to carry and hide.

If it were the legendary god, he would definitely be able to solve this desperate winter...

Faintly holding this idea.

After confirming that nothing was missing, the team that had been out for nearly a month finally returned to the hub city with the god's body!
(End of this chapter)