"In fact, we still use anchors, but the anchor chain does not need to be as long as 8 kilometers."

Minamoto explained while leading the way, "The Japanese Trench was formed due to the collision of two plates. It is only extremely deep in the polar abyss where the plates meet. Other than that, the seabed is not that deep."

After getting the answer, Caesar was a little disappointed. He thought that Xumi Zuo used some technology or powerful means that he didn't know about.

Soon, the group reached the top of Xumizuo.

Standing here and looking down, it's like standing at Xingshenji Temple overlooking the Shinjuku area. Overlapping waves lap at the bottom of Sumeruza, and occasionally white water foam rises into the sky.

Each Xumizuo is also connected with steel cables. When the wind comes, these steel cables are as tight as piano strings, and after the wind passes, they relax and droop. On the top of each floating platform stands a man in a white combat uniform, all-weather.

The strong wind stirred up by the helicopter's rotors was no less than the sea breeze, blowing their hair close to their scalps.

"There are so many people." Gu Chen said.

"Is this all a logistics team?" Lu Mingfei pressed his new hairstyle with his hand, shrinking into a quail between him and Chu Zihang.

Yuan Zhisheng did not answer, but took the loudspeaker from the crow's hand and climbed up to a high place.

"I'll leave it to you all tonight!"

His voice was broadcast far across the sea, and all the men on the floating platform responded in unison, "Go all out to complete the mission entrusted by the family!"

The voices of nearly a thousand people overlapped, overwhelming the sound of the ocean tide in an instant.

Lu Mingfei clicked his tongue and said, "This reminds me of high school military training."

On the side, Chu Zihang, who had had the same experience, nodded silently.

"I heard that during military training, senior brother, you have always been the supervisor for the teacher?" Lu Mingfei said secretly.

"...I also participated in the training." Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei sighed, "The young master wearing a white shirt back then was so unforgettable."

Chu Zihang didn't say a word, but calmly took a few steps away from him.

Caesar wanted to speak a few times, but even he found it difficult to interrupt, so he followed Gu Chen's example and remained silent.

While a few people were whispering, Yuan Zhisheng, who was standing on the high platform, had already completed the arrangements for his subordinates. With the command to launch various flares, he divided the nearly 1,000 people into four groups called "Fenglinhuoshan".

, each perform their duties to ensure that this mission is completed without any surprises.

"Is it necessary? It's just diving. Why do these preparations seem like a war?" Caesar lit a cigar, feeling that he was making a fuss.

"When you make up your mind to hold the hilt of the sword, hold it tightly and don't let go. The day you let go of the hilt is the day you die." Yuan Zhisheng said lightly: "You can understand this as the Japanese way.

, always force yourself to stand on the edge of the cliff, and if you take a step back, you will fall into the abyss, but this way you can survive."

He faced the dark sea and said, "This is not about fishing for corals or shells. It may be an ancient dragon-level monster. If it is allowed to float up, even if everyone here goes all out, they may not be able to kill it."

No one of the hybrids or forces who can live to this day will look down upon dragons. It is precisely because they have inherited the ancient bloodline that they understand how terrifying the source of this blood is.

Therefore, Gu Chen and Lu Mingze did not hesitate to express their appreciation for Ange, because the old man was the only human being who so far said that he would completely end the fate of the dragon clan and actually put it into action.

There is also the old muddy Flamel, who maintains the balance among the various mixed-race forces in the name of the Night Watch and will never allow the emergence of a 'monarch' type of character.

They are all respectable human beings.

The sea water broke open, and the crane lifted up the heavy refined sulfur bomb. Gu Chen came back to his senses and looked at this thing that was painted a conspicuous yellow and shaped like a stubby cigar.

"I'm going, or is it the Q version?" Lu Mingfei blurted out as he looked at the narrow tail behind the bomb's thick body.

"This shape is more resistant to pressure. You definitely don't want it to be crushed by sea water halfway, right?"

Yuan Zhisheng said: "Its power system and guidance functions are very limited, and it can only move about 1 kilometer underwater. However, detonating at this distance is absolutely safe for you. After all, it does not rely on the power of the explosion to kill dragons.

It relies on penetrating corrosion of refined sulfur and mercury.”

"Oh, by the way, its code name is 'Momotaro'." He looked at the time, "There are still 30 minutes left before the scheduled time. The Rock Flow Research Institute will complete the final inspection within 30 minutes, as well as the evaluation of Diriyas.

Special warm-up. This is free time for you. You can chat or rest, but my suggestion is to go to the bathroom. There is no toilet built in the submersible."

"My bladder is good and I can hold it in." Lu Mingfei said this one second, and grabbed Crow's arm the next second, "What's in it, Brother Yasha, where is the bathroom?"

"……"crow.

Lu Mingfei's appearance successfully relieved the seriousness in the hearts of Gu Chen and the others.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Professor Schneider, this is the Japanese branch Yuan Zhisheng reporting. The dive team has arrived at the designated location, and we are waiting for instructions from the headquarters."

There was a terrible breathing sound coming from the other end of the phone, which was a bit creepy, like a broken bellows being forcibly pulled open.

The lungs of the person on the other end of the phone were already riddled with holes, and students at the Kassel Academy described von Schneider's breathing as if they were hearing a desiccated corpse come to life.

"Wait until I finish smoking this cigarette." Von Schneider said quietly.

…

Kassel Academy, central control room.

Von Schneider was sitting in the middle of the hall, holding a beautiful hand-rolled cigarette that he had just rolled between his fingers, and a small iron box on his lap containing golden tobacco.

He only took a breath, and after coughing violently, he quietly watched the smoke fill the air.

Manstein stood next to him. Just now, he saw the face of this man who was rumored to have a terrifying face. This was indeed the case. Under the black mask, below the eye sockets was a face of dead flesh and blood.

His face is like the pharaoh in the mummy.

It's scary, but also weirdly sad and angry.

Von Schneider spent five minutes telling him about the tragedy that happened in the Greenland Sea 11 years ago, in order to dismiss Manstein's intention of appearing here, that is, the school board suddenly stopped the "Ryuyuan Project".

This was an order coming directly from the school board, driven by the mixed-race families behind each representative, including Frost.

Of course, what they thought was expected, "Frost will go crazy when he knows that Caesar is also in the action team and will infiltrate", was actually just Frost's deliberate move.

He needs to make a gesture, not only to show his allies on the school board, but most importantly to 'them' in each family, to see that this angry and reckless fighting sheep has jumped again, and to see what happened back then.

The boy is still so restless, seeing that Frost will always be a puppet, letting them lead him around.

At this time, the two people in the control room did not know that they really thought that the Frost and Gattuso families were just like most nobles, cruel and greedy, full of the stench of desire.

"There is another document here that I think you will be interested in." Von Schneider pulled out the dusty document bag from under the table. The SS red seal on the seal was particularly eye-catching. "Actually, I have already guessed that the school board will send a document.

Someone came to stop the Yongyuan project, so I took this document out of the archives in advance."
Chapter completed!