Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The final plasma cannon shot startled He Feng.

The single shot was replaced by a shotgun, and the previous restraint was completely gone, scattering bullets all over the surrounding area.

Finally, it vanished completely with an explosion.

He almost thought that the heavens, with their left wind and right thunder, had come to take him away.

Fortunately, although the spread of the electric current covered a large area, the almost imperceptible damage only added some new wounds to the fortress.

The Blue Ocean is not suffering; the Blue Ocean can hold on.

However, this also illustrates one thing—the enemy has overplayed their hand.

The explosion was particularly abrupt; it was definitely not some kind of enhanced attack, but rather strong evidence that the enemy's second-tier weapon could no longer be used.

With the threat of the enemy gone, the entire fortress is now completely safe.

I've experienced so much in this industry today.

I just wanted to take advantage of the situation; I didn't have many other ideas, it was just like stealing a chicken.

But the enemy seems to know him better than he knows himself, and is eagerly waiting for someone else to come.

The enemy's target is always himself, not only because of his own language and identity, but also because of the three women he picked up.

More importantly, after this simple trial run...

He then realized that the difference between a first-tier fortress and a second-tier fortress was like an insurmountable chasm.

Even a small armed ship equipped with Tier 2 weapons could render them helpless and even put them in a predicament of being constantly on the run.

If you were to encounter a Tier 2 fortress head-on, you might as well give up and go to sleep.

Of course, the most urgent thing now is that we really have to run away.

Who knows when the other side will come looking for him at the perfect moment? Just the fact that one of them, a person with a position, is so eager to be with him.

If the big players come directly, then there's really no room for negotiation.

They'll probably treat him as a sacrificial offering in some cult ritual, offering him to their inexplicable "master."

You really can't stay in that sandy sea area anymore; if you stay any longer, people will really die.

"Boss He Feng, are we completely safe now?" Lin Mo asked He Feng after tidying up, eager for an answer.

Today's events have left everyone on the fortress exhausted, and the child, too, looked pale and looked quite worn out.

He Feng's thoughts drifted into the distance. Instead of answering directly, he tried to look further into the distance.

It is foreseeable that once they return, the Azure will need to raise a large amount of resources for the second-tier icebreaker.

Only with powerful enough road-clearing tools can one escape the enemy's territory.

Thinking of this, He Feng felt inexplicably dejected.

If we escape from here, what will we face next?

A harsher environment, more cunning enemies, and second-tier monsters capable of devouring them alive.

At best, it's just escaping from one pit into another.

But the future is always unpredictable.

Risk and opportunity coexist; this is not called fleeing for one's life, but a strategic retreat.

He Feng looked at Lin Mo gently and gave a flattering answer.

Yes and no.

"Boss, aren't you just fooling us? What's the point of saying only half of what you mean?"

He Feng waved his hand, feigning profundity, and told him to figure it out himself.

A short while later, the fortress had already reached the edge of the fog.

The flags hanging low on the deck immediately began to flutter, mimicking the shape of the wind.

"The wind is blowing! The wind is blowing! We have to escape this awful place!"

"The fog ahead has really thinned out. It's hard to imagine how we escaped from the second-tier fortress."

The entire fortress was filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe, which brought the lifeless fortress back to life.

Since the outcome was foreseeable, he should ask the opinion of this ally who had shared life and death with him.

After thinking it over, He Feng connected to Blackstone's channel.

"Brother Hei, have you thought about what path you should take from here on out?"

The walkie-talkie beeped when it connected, then fell silent for a few seconds, as if it were thinking.

"Sorry, Brother He, the signal is bad." He said, taking another puff of his old pipe, but this time it was much stronger than before.

"Well... let me put it bluntly, brother, we're in this together now. It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you want to do."

This guy really hit the nail on the head. He Feng nodded slightly, finding it somewhat amusing.

Have you ever thought about coming with us to the Black Abyss Sea?

"The Black Abyss Sea... What, the Black Abyss Sea!" Before Black Stone could even exhale all the thick fog from his mouth, he choked violently. "Seriously, Brother He, what were you doing there? Tired of living?!"

"But if you stay here, you should know our fate," He Feng replied, his voice carrying a hint of threat.

"Tsk... I, sigh, never mind!" A strange sound came from the walkie-talkie, which was the old man's usual style when he was struggling with something.

"Brother He, I'll go with you!"

"Then let's ride alongside the Azure later." He Feng put away the walkie-talkie with satisfaction.

The comfort of pulling yet another person onto the pirate ship transformed into a sense of security, which put his mind at ease considerably.

At the other end, Black Stone sat alone in a chair, smoking in silence, preoccupied with the gains and losses of his trip.

A scientific blueprint, a first-order lava propeller.

Compared to the barren harvests of previous years, this is an incredible windfall.

Moreover, He Feng is quite good at handling people; even in battles he leads, he has never shown any indifference to the lives of his allies.

There are far too many people who would do such a thing on the icy sea. Allies are, in a way, an added bonus. When allies die, monsters are eliminated, and this kind of double-dealing is all too common.

Although he believed in He Feng's character, he still felt a little regretful when he attacked the lizards, realizing that he hadn't put the interests of the people in his fortress first.

The matter is over, so I won't think about it anymore.

"Following behind the thigh means you get to eat meat, Brother He, don't stop us from having more soup!"

His eyes were glazed over, and after a brief adjustment, he brought the entire Black Rock close behind the Azure, pressing forward relentlessly.

……

The Azure's route has been planned to Heilong Bay, in order to reach the only oil field outpost for repairs.

But He Feng remained on the deck, keeping watch and on edge, not letting his guard down for a moment.

At this moment, everyone on the fortress has returned to their original production and activities, as if everything before was just a nightmare that can never be recounted.

It dissipated in the blink of an eye.

But the more this is the case, the more people need to stand by them.

He felt that the bet was not yet over, and he had a feeling that the enemy would do something.

Those who crave profit experience an even stronger gambler's mentality when they fail.

In his eyes, Yan Ruxue was just that kind of person.

The wind grew louder, the boiler hummed, and the work became increasingly noisy.

He listened intently to everything on the fortress, but suddenly, he heard a discordant note.

Like the repetitive hoofbeats of horses, but far more rhythmic and with a more dense beat.

He Feng immediately became alert; it was the sound of an internal combustion engine!