It is said to be a cutting-edge stronghold, but it is actually a small outpost piled up with simple metal plates and locally sourced rocks. It is mainly maintained by a small generator, covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. Except for more than a dozen people, everyone else is a courier who works as a coolie and maintains alertness.
There are thousands of such strongholds in the slag mountains, which is a key part of the "Grid of Heaven and Earth" strategy of the dominant sages.
Of course, it is easy for the sages to make decisions. These low-level priests will suffer and suffer. Moreover, the transformation ability of the mechanical priests is often directly linked to their level. Low-level priests like them are actually no different from ordinary people. They also need to eat, drink, sleep, and hate bad environments. In this position, for safety reasons, rest must take turns.
Of course, they are priests, and real dirty and tiring work can be thrown to the apprentices, but even so, they still make the two complain every day.
More importantly, these jobs are not only exhausted, but also very dangerous. After all, it is very likely that a group of aliens are hiding in the rock formations under their feet. The pits in the slag mountains are dense and well-connected. The frontier strongholds are facing the enemy's siege at any time. In fact, every day, the strongholds will be contributed or destroyed by the enemy in various ways, so the people inside will naturally not be much better.
"What's wrong with that?"
Holding a steaming drink, Toping walked to his seat, preparing to continue his seemingly endless data statistics and verification work, as well as sorting out communication information from all directions, including visual images submitted by the apologists.
Hu Ge turned his head and looked at the pink cup. He replaced the mechanical prosthetic eye of his left eye and rotated it around, then said:
"What is that?"
“Eagle's Nest Coffee.”
"Why don't you get me a drink?"
"This is the last spoon."
"So you drank our last spoonful of coffee?"
"I'm so tired now that I'm going to be shocked without caffeine."
"It seems like I'm not tired. When will the next supply be delivered?"
“A week.”
"A week later?"
“I said a week ago.”
"What are you doing? This is..."
Hu Ge, who was a little angry, simply threw down his work, poured himself a glass of water, and sat on a chair.
"I still think those teams of Sicarian disappeared abnormally."
He sat on the rotating chair with one hand on his head and quickly typed out lines of commands on the simulated keyboard with the other hand. He replied weakly:
"Hundreds of apology soldiers disappear into the tunnel every day."
"But they should at least send the battle scene back, but in fact their last coordinate points are not normal."
"Then you go find them."
"I just want to complete this battle as soon as possible. I only did half of the project task that the Tiansha old metal can gave me."
"No wonder you are still secretly knocking on your own every day. I thought you were writing a diary. Now it's a war, so it should be postponed, right?"
"You can be a piston! That old guy can only say nonsense like 'There is only people who cannot be completed, there is nothing that cannot be done'. If this cannot be completed, it will be delayed for another three years! Three years and three years, you can't delay until you are dying and never climb to the position of a second-level priest, right?"
Toping immediately stopped the work in his hand. He was about to pick up the cup, but was taken away by the other party.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"One person, half."
"No, you're just that little bit of it-"
In the end, half of the coffee was separated, and Toping could only hold the cup and sigh.
"I was almost squatting at that information contact station until I was moldy. If it weren't for this riot... I couldn't see the end. I went to the temple every day, and the god of Wanji did not give me any revelation. I even considered whether I would be a priest of the army before. Isn't there a priest of the army recruited to serve in the Astral Army before?"
"You really want to hang out with those illiterate and savages?"
"What else should I do? There is no way out. I have always wanted to replace my logic enhancer, but it is too expensive and I can't afford it now..."
As he said that, Toping touched the back of his neck with his hand, which was a glowing bulge.
"Let's find a female technician to get married and have children."
"Oh, even if I think about it, I have to have a suitable one. Besides, I still rent an apartment now... But after this riot in Jiaoer City, I may have the opportunity to buy a set of my own independent residence at a low price. When I go back, I have to see how much I deposited in my account."
At this time, Hu Ge walked to Toping, then looked at the entrance of the temporary prefabricated house, and after confirming that there was no one, he whispered:
"Have you heard that there is an Astat team this time."
"Ah, I heard that, the White Temple."
Toping took a sip of coffee, then looked out the door, lowering his voice.
"Is there any special news?"
"I heard that the foundry director has left the City of Pioneer to work for the track for the time being. Now all the troops are under the command of that battle commander. Do you know who this battle commander is?"
"Who?"
“Soshyan Alexey.”
"Soshyan Alexey...a little impression."
"I fought an expedition in the Great Vortex not long ago! I think you should give priority to your memory memory!"
Tuoping then slapped his head and nodded with sudden realization.
"Oh oh oh, I remember it, it's this person...well? Is he... the commander of the White Temple?"
"No, he is the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm."
"Ah... Can Astat be in charge of command like this? I don't know much about this, do you know?"
"I haven't learned it, but normally... it shouldn't be true. However, the White Temple is also a battle group in the Great Vortex Expedition. I guess... This commander of Soshyan's battle may have a high prestige, and other battle groups are willing to accept his leadership."
"That's it... Then why did you suddenly talk about this? I have never understood why a group of war came over? Did the superiors ask for help?"
Hu Ge walked to the door and closed the door, then took the chair from the side, sat down, leaned towards Toping, and then said mysteriously:
"This is the point. I also heard from a good friend in the city of pioneers. At the beginning, it was asking for help from another forging world, but that forging world seemed to... listen to this battle leader."
Toppin blinked.
"A world-casting listens to Astart..."
"It means this is not a simple Asatte. I really have no way to do it. Why not consider it..."
It was at this moment that the door suddenly rang. Hu Ge walked over and opened it and found that it was an apprentice who was looking at him nervously.
So he put on a majestic attitude and said in a deep voice:
"What's up."
"Father Hugo, there is a strange army of apology... has it returned?"
"Why use a questionable tone?"
"You...better take a look at it yourself."
Tuoping also came over at this time.
"What's wrong?"
"He said a strange apology army came."
"Is there any escort army nearby that is strange?"
Chapter completed!