Chapter 601

"Wuhu ~ ~"

"Harland, you, you, you -- you're going to send us all to the golden throne, aren't you?"

In a burst of curse, the elliptical aircraft rapidly changed its flight angle, began to cling to the steep black cliff, and flew vertically upward at a steep angle that made people want to vomit.

This made the people in the cabin almost churn.

Then, the aircraft plunged into the sulfur filled smoke coiled around the top of the mountain, as if it were about to hit the towering rock pile at once.

But the frightening impact never happened. Rogris was very calm. He fixed himself in his seat with a magnetic lock. Looking out through the panel, he immediately saw a hot red magma ocean rising and falling below, as if the star's violent heart was boiling in this towering mountain range.

In his sight, the scene at the crater swayed and danced with the ultra-high thermal radiation from the magma.

Although the unimaginable heat had been isolated from the cabin, rogris would feel an unpleasant warmth just looking at the melted rocks.

"Mareotis volcano is the second largest volcano on Mars after alcia."

Hearing this sound, rogris turned to the light brown carton about half a person high on his left chair and said helplessly:

"Brother Rui, can you get out of that... Collapsible totally enclosed mobile stealth device 2 first?"

"I'm here."

Rogris immediately turned his head to the right and found that the pale dark crow guard technical sergeant Rui Bologna had appeared on the chair.

"Also, its full name is all terrain foldable fully enclosed mobile stealth device 3."

Then the dark crow guard looked out of the window and whispered:

"It is said that it was originally an extinct volcano, which was activated by mechanical education 10000 years ago to serve the forge."

"It's incredible."

Rogris sighed and looked into the distance of the crater, where there was a huge industrial facility like a city.

From above, it looks like a black rose composed of steel and rock rising from the magma, or like a star ship submerged in it. On the exposed side, the huge gate sprays steam outward in the lava, and moans and rises and then falls with a powerful plug made of shimmering ceramic steel.

The clouds composed of ultra-high temperature steam surged and roared like the breath of a giant dragon.

Rogris found that they were raising their altitude to fly over the strange building.

As he gets closer, he can now truly feel the huge scale and complexity of the facility. A group of well arranged water gates, overflow channels and pressure gates restrict the flow of lava, make it circulate continuously in the system, and form the incredible scene far from the crater.

The lava flows along the flank of the mountain into a deep pit hundreds of meters wide, where it converges into a vast lagoon, or an inland sea formed by hot, bubbling and hissing lava.

Built on this ocean is the casting Temple of Mareotis, a great city.

When rogris saw the magnificent foundries - no doubt belonging to the master of the forge, the high priest zafarulla hartfilia.

Throughout the undulating lava lake with flame burning on the surface, several black cylindrical towers stand up from the magma, accompanied by several huge buildings that look like pyramids with flattened tops and constantly spit out fire tongues and steam.

Tortuous paths, broad roads, open squares, broad platforms and the whole industrial zone are built in the heat of lava, which seems to challenge the terrorist forces imprisoned in the gold smelting fire of the planet.

A golden track marked the path to a magnificent silver building built in this huge urban center, but as the aircraft continued to descend, the track soon disappeared from view.

The massive retaining wall made of black stones surrounds the lagoon. It looks like a crater filled with magma. Small nest City, residential area, takeoff and landing site, runway, command tower and a huge container port are close to the cliff of the volcano, filling the horizon behind the wall.

Countless steel plate sealed containers spread out of the city and piled up to form a skyscraper composed of combat readiness materials: weapons, ammunition and supplies were manufactured in Martian factories to supply the replenishment and expedition of all the imperial armies.

The sky above the port is full of various types of transport aircraft, some as small as Rand, and some close to small star ships.

These aircraft constantly take off and land on the surface of the city, forming a veritable torrent of steel and braking flames.

A forest of cranes swayed and groaned all over the port, their heavy balance jibs carried out complex work at a lazy speed, and an army of machine servants, stevedores and container boats carried goods in as many cargo holds as possible.

Suddenly, the aircraft tilted again and flew to a landing platform in the city. On a metal boom extending into the magma at the end, you can see a mechanical teaching sign flashing red.

Looking out through the variable steel plate, the scene began to ripple because of the high temperature.

"It's said that a quarter of the imperial power armor was produced here in the late stage of the expedition. I don't know whether it's true or false."

Rui's words reminded rogris of the purpose of his trip.

The regiment is now in a state of waste, and many combat brothers even wear faulty power armor to fight, which is his dereliction of duty as a technical sergeant.

However, on the other hand, the huge secret in the regiment also weighed on his heart like a boulder.

During his trip to Mars, soshyan once asked him to learn more about active metals. Perhaps the important task of solving the mystery of gray pulp in the future is to shoulder it on him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing.

This was immediately captured by the perceptive dark crow guard.

"Rogris, what's the matter with you? Is it because you failed the logic course in the temple and were worried about the censure of the master of the forge?"

"Go! I've passed the make-up exam, okay!"

At this time, the inner wall of the aircraft became opaque again. When they landed down through the hot air flow, the hull began to vibrate and make a sharp sound.

"Damn it! Have they ever hit a boat here?"

Harland Aroucald, who is near the cockpit, started to make complaints about Lok Lugo again. But his worry is reasonable. The technical sergeant from the star dragon will become as mad as green skin once he opens the carrier.

People's current position, in case of an accident, there will probably be no survivors.

"What?"

Loik Lugo, who was in charge of driving, turned his head. His face was red. On the right half of his face, a pair of silver tattoos were shining

"I mean, has anything ever fallen into the magma before?"

"The devil knows!"

At this time, Wuwei Monroe, the priest of science and technology who was responsible for guiding the four astates, suddenly said:

"Several times, so you'd better not think about it."

"I knew I was coming!"

Harland complained in a low voice that the noise from the aircraft engine had become sharp from the low roar, and the thrusters on both sides ejected flames to correct the flow direction of the air flow.

It was obvious that the pilots had trouble landing their spacecraft on the landing platform.