Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 163: Blood Eagle Base

Windsor Belo gave a dry cough and interrupted Alan's long separation. Alan hurriedly dragged Lucy to her feet and introduced, "This is my teacher."

Lucy's face couldn't hide her surprise. "You actually hired Marshal Windsor Belo as your teacher. Is this kid really capable?"

She punched Ellen on the shoulder and whispered, "You know, even in our planet Ada, your teacher is a notoriously ruthless character."

Windsor Belo couldn't help but cough again. She thought to herself that His Highness' voice was too loud. She was so tired that she couldn't even intentionally hear it.

Fortunately, on the Royal Flying Ship, Lucy's teacher, Marquis Metallon, came down from the deck. He clenched his right fist, placed it on his chest, and nodded to Windsor Belo. This was Adahua Planet's etiquette, and Marshal Greed returned the military salute. After the two of them greeted each other, Windsor Belo said directly, "Can you tell me the purpose of His Highness' visit?"

Metalone answered, and Lucy had already jumped out and said first, "Of course it was with Ellen. That was what I promised him three years ago, and now of course I have to say that I can do it."

Alan was puzzled when he heard her say that. "Speaking of which, you seem to have arrived a year early. I thought I wouldn't see you again until next year."

Windsor belo said: "adahua is different from us. Their planet only has 16 hours a day. So two years on earth is equivalent to about three years for them."

"Your Highness, Ellen is not here for fun."

"I know. As a member of the Idaho royal family, I have a duty to train in war." Lucy spread out her hands.

"Your Highness, this obligation is mainly directed at male members of the royal family," said Metalon, who was standing beside him.

"You mean, I can't compare to those men?" Lucy snorted coldly.

Metalon shook his head helplessly.

Windsor Belo looked at the Marquis and said, "Is this His Highness' own idea or the Emperor's?"

"Both."

Marshal Greed whistled, "Emperor Orfasis's equipment is indeed extraordinary. He actually threw his daughter onto the chaotic battlefield just like that."

Alan looked at Lucy and whispered, "You didn't tell me you were from the royal family."

"Don't worry about such details." Lucy smiled.

Metallon looked at her and said to Windsor Belo, "When we came to Yordon, we had already consulted the Great Emperor. The Emperor said that if my children died on a mere Nether Planet, it would only mean that she was so lucky. That's the original words, and the Marshal can rest assured that His Highness will stay."

"Alright then." Windsor Belo turned around and said, "But let me put it this way. I have nothing to say to you, Your Highness, but Private Lucy."

'"Yes, Marshal!" Lucy immediately stood upright.

"You are no weaker than my old man," he whispered.

"This flattery is not bad, little fellow." Windsor Belo blinked and said, "I'm not like Capulet, so I don't mind having some interstellar disputes. But if you disobey certain orders, or if I judge you to be interfering with Alan, Your Highness, I can only forcibly send you back."

"Don't worry, I won't give you such a chance."

Windsor Belo shrugged her shoulders as a Sirius-painted military off-road vehicle drove up to them and a male soldier jumped out of it. There were wolf heads and four horizontal bars on the shoulders of the uniform, which represented the rank of a Sirius colonel. The middle-aged man had a broad shoulder and narrow waist, a deep outline, and a sharp gaze. Most striking of all was his beard, which was decorated with an "M"-shaped beard that was hard to see.

He walked forward and saluted Windsor Belo. Windsor Belo nodded and said, "Good timing. Let me introduce you. This is Colonel Berry, the head of the logistics base."

He introduced Alan to the colonel and said, "Berry, this is the student I told you about. You can ask him to do anything without harming his life. And these people, put them on the same team as Alan."

Colonel Berry's gaze swept over Wilick, Bloy, and Lucy, and finally landed on Alan's shoulder. He frowned and said, "Your Excellency, for a sergeant, his team is too luxurious."

"Because he is my student." Windsor Belo said calmly, "Alright, I still need to rush back to the interstellar line. At least one month, at most three months, I will come back to take a look. During this period of time, you guys should work hard."

After saying that, she snapped her fingers at Mirren and threw Alan to the base manager. Windsor Belo headed straight for the Red Wolf Star Ship. Metallon said to Lucy, "Then I must leave too, Your Highness. Please be careful. Also, don't forget what your father said. You still have the responsibility of the royal family on you."

"I see." Lucy said with a somewhat gloomy expression, but then she disappeared. It was like a ray of sunlight that was slightly obscured by dark clouds. After a moment of dimming, it quickly became dazzling and brilliant.

Even Alan, who was standing beside her, suspected that what he had just seen was an illusion.

The Red Wolf Star Ship and the Idaho Royal Flying Ship flew off one after another, and Alan felt a little dazed. He had traveled from Earth to Nether Domain Star, crossing countless light-year paths, and was now on a completely unfamiliar planet. Fortunately, with Lucy, William, and Bloy by his side, the situation wasn't too bad.

'"Alright, come with me. Gentlemen and ladies, this isn't a place for you to take a vacation. Don't look at our logistics base, you have a lot to do. Fortunately, you don't have to do anything today. I just need you to prick up your ears and remember everything I say!" Colonel Berry shouted, "First, listen carefully to me about the functions of this base and the responsibilities you will have to shoulder in the future."

Allen and Colonel Berry boarded the off-road vehicle, and the Colonel drove the vehicle to introduce the various areas of the base to them. This logistics base was located near the Fire Rage Abyss, in the Blood Hawk Highlands. The Fire Rage Abyss was a lava belt. After geographic investigation, there was reason to believe that this area should have been a dense volcanic belt a hundred years ago.

For some reason, the volcano erupted and eventually formed a lava fire abyss that stretched for thousands of kilometers and was several kilometers wide. The existence of this fire abyss made it possible for the base to have a natural barrier behind it, making it difficult for ordinary tribes of Blade Demon Cultivators to cross it. Only in the ten tribes controlled by the King of Saber Demons would there be flying soldiers that crossed the terrain. However, this precious combat strength was currently restricted by the death spread of the frontline battles. There was no sign that the Blade Demon would invest in the Flying Armament here in the Blood Throne Highlands.

After all, there were still a few logistics bases under Sirius' command after taking down the Blood Constellation Highlands, and they were simply unable to achieve the goal of a strategic strike.

Without the advantage of air combat, the base built on the Blood Eagle Highlands naturally had the advantage of being condescending. During the years that the base had been built, although the surrounding Blade Demon Tribes had occasionally harassed and attacked, they had repeatedly failed.

The Blood Eagle Base was equipped with weapons factories, material warehouses, hospitals, telecommunications base stations, and transportation equipment to ensure that the frontline battle could proceed smoothly. The base is home to a standard Sirius regiment of about 1,600 soldiers and staff. Their main responsibility was to ensure the safety of the transportation of goods, ensure that the communication network was not damaged, recover and repair damaged chariots or airships in time, and take up the responsibility of protecting the base, as well as sweeping away the surrounding Blade Demon Tribes and dangerous species.

It could be seen that even a logistics base would not be easy to shoulder the responsibility.

"The most important thing is energy!" The jeep stopped in front of a barracks and Colonel Berry stressed, "Underworld is on the verge of death. The origin power of space on the planet is too brutal, and the Magic Cube energy system has very limited space origin power available. In order to secure energy supplies, we have to use some of the planet's primary fuels."

"For example?" Alan asked.

Colonel Berry smiled meaningfully, "It's a little early to say this, and I think you'll need some time to get used to it. This place is no different from Earth's Babylon. It takes time to adjust physically and mentally. Sooner or later, you'll know, young master, but now, let me pick a few soldiers for you."

"You will form a team and complete the mission together. All you have to do is obey every order I say and complete it with the utmost efficiency."

The colonel jumped out of the car and said to Alan, "Wait a moment."

After saying that, he drilled into the barracks.

A moment later, a group of soldiers trotted out of the barracks and gathered in line in front of Allen and the others. Colonel Berry walked in front of them, pointed his finger at Allen, and said to the soldiers, "Listen, this is Sergeant Allen. From now on, you will be a team, and he will be your commander. Is there a problem?"

A black soldier stepped forward and said, "Colonel, are you kidding? Our sergeant seems to be too young?"

Berry looked at Allen. Obviously, he didn't plan to solve the problem on Allen's behalf.

Allen nodded and took a few steps forward. "I thought the battlefield was a hero based on strength. Since when did it become a seniority based on age?" He said calmly.

The black man laughed without saying a word.

Alan suddenly charged forward. The black man's eyes lit up, and his body also emitted a dim Origin Energy fluorescence. He also made a defensive stance. Alan secretly praised, as expected of the trump card legion, pulling out a random soldier with Origin Energy. Unfortunately, with his strength, he still couldn't see Alan's movements clearly. He felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a trace of coldness came from his throat.

Originally, it was the devil's praise that was unsheathed at some unknown time, and it was placed at the soldier's throat. As long as the dagger entered one more point, the soldier's neck would have to be cut open. Alan put the dagger back into his sheath and said, "You can't trust me, but you have to trust your legion. Trust Marshal Windsor Belo! Since there are three horns on my shoulder, then I have at least the strength of a sergeant! Now answer me, do you have any questions?"

The soldiers exchanged glances and replied in unison, "No!"

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