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"Vincent will take the two of them on a tour of the icebreaker next, so I'll have to excuse myself for a moment."
After speaking, he seemed unwilling to waste even a moment and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Please don't mind him, both of you. This is how the minister is when it comes to serious matters."
Vincent, as the assistant, stepped forward to save face for his boss.
"Understandable."
It's perfectly understandable that someone who puts all their attribute points into "IQ" would be slightly lacking in "EQ".
Throughout history, many renowned geniuses have possessed a variety of eccentricities.
Akadula is already quite normal.
This unexpected incident dampened Cao Han and Finger's enthusiasm for continuing the tour. They quickly familiarized themselves with the route before Vincent led them to their respective rooms.
The moment Cao Han entered the room, he was stunned for a few seconds.
It's clear that even the rooms have been carefully decorated; it's not about being extremely luxurious, but rather about being filled with cozy little details.
It seems that Kassel College went to great lengths to ensure that the two of them maintained a good mindset and were in good condition before officially setting off on their mission.
"Fingal!!!"
"What's wrong, boss?"
"Send the number and make a copy."
"Okay~"
While the two were having nothing to do, they called on their friends, including Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who were also on winter break, to play World of Warcraft together.
The logistics personnel, led by Executive Director von Schneider, followed closely behind and arrived at the military base in batches.
As the saying goes, "Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire."
No one can guarantee whether modern communication technology will remain intact amidst the elemental turbulence intentionally manipulated by the first generation.
Therefore, Schneider Electric can be said to have moved half of its executive department onto the Fenrir this time, which can be described as a huge gamble.
As the commander of this operation, he needs to provide the most appropriate response as soon as possible based on the feedback from the front lines.
"It's all or nothing," that's Schneider's greatest determination when it came to revenge!
"Where is Minister Akadullah?"
"I'm busy working in the office."
"Where are Cao Han and Fingel?"
"They haven't come out since entering their rooms. Should we notify them to come over?"
"No need. You all arrange your plans and move to your designated positions. I want to make sure everything goes perfectly, understand?"
"clear!!!"
A chorus of responses echoed over the military base.
Every face was filled with meticulous seriousness.
The arrival of this last group also foreshadowed the imminent start of the dragon-slaying mission against the first generation of dragons, and a tense and ominous atmosphere permeated every corner.
Chapter 184 Legendary Driver and Bad News
Boom——
Boom——
The seemingly endless surging glacier was forced to disintegrate before the steel behemoth named "Fenrir," breaking into jagged fragments that then resurfaced on the surface.
At the moment of departure.
The deck of the icebreaker was still filled with Kassel College elites, each with mixed feelings.
Nervous? Anticipation? Fear?
No one could say which emotion dominated, but this complex emotion was almost gone when the biting wind howled across their face.
Before long, only a few people remained on the deck. Cao Han stood at the very front, looking at the boundless glacier. His straight and upright figure seemed completely unaffected by the biting cold wind.
As everyone left the deck, they couldn't help but take one last look at that figure's back, as if just that one figure could give their wavering hearts a touch of determination and courage.
After all, that man was the one under the most pressure!
The air condenses into ice.
Cao Han simply exhaled a breath, and the white water vapor immediately condensed into frost in the extreme environment of minus thirty degrees Celsius.
"Boss, want a sip? Novsky gave it to me before we left. He said it was the most authentic 'Water of Life 96' vodka from his hometown, with an alcohol content of 96%. One sip and it feels like swallowing the sun."
Fingel trembled as he approached Cao Han, who was wearing a green military overcoat similar to those worn in Northeast China, with a cashmere hat covering his head tightly and completely blocking out the wind.
He was holding a half-empty bottle of vodka, and as for where the other half had gone, the answer was that it was already in his stomach.
Liquor is the essence of grains; the more you drink, the younger you become!
To be honest, taking a bite of this in this extreme environment of minus thirty degrees Celsius really made me feel energized.
however.
Fingel looked at Cao Han as if he were looking at a monster in human skin.
Because what the other person was wearing at that moment was none other than the dark green and white school uniform of Kassel College, perhaps with thermal underwear underneath, but that was all.
Does it have cold-weather protection properties?
It's not that there's absolutely no difference, but there's not much of a difference either.
Cao Han reached out and took the vodka Fingel offered him, not minding that the other had just drunk some, and gulped it down in one big mouthful.
The burning sensation had barely begun to warm the stomach before it was expelled from the body as a "negative condition" by the overpowered physique.
This is perhaps the duality of things.
Cao Han's powerful physique gave him formidable fighting ability, but also deprived him of some of the pleasures of ordinary life.
"nervous?"
Cao Han returned the vodka to Fingel.
"It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous, after all, it could very well be the first species that has survived since ancient times."
Fingel clenched his fist instinctively.
This is already the second day since the steel behemoth departed from the military base, which means that the official start of the dragon-slaying war is just around the corner.
During the two days of sailing towards the Arctic, the only two people on the icebreaker who seemed relatively relaxed were Cao Han and Finger.
Every moment, a massive amount of intelligence is reported here through the advance team.
The cockpit has been temporarily converted into a command center, filled with all sorts of instruments and equipment that look extremely futuristic at first glance.
Through 24/7 real-time monitoring footage from the satellite overhead, it can be clearly seen that...
Their target, the first-generation dragon king Leviathan, was also somewhat impatient, as the entire Arctic Circle was almost enveloped in elemental turbulence.
Meanwhile, the small dot representing the icebreaker is constantly approaching the large area of elemental turbulence on the map.
"Cao Han, come to the command center."
Just then, von Schneider's distinctive, deep, hoarse voice came through the communication device he was wearing.
Fingel must have received the notification at the same time.
The two returned to the command center almost one after the other. Compared to the icy and snowy deck, the temperature inside felt like a warm summer.
"Chairman Cao".
"Commissioner Cao."
"Cao Han".
"..."
As soon as I entered the command center, all sorts of different names came up one after another, but in fact they were all referring to the same person.
“Mentor, Captain Belial.”
Cao Han merely nodded to the others, but addressed these two with special respect. The former was his mentor, which goes without saying, while the latter was actually the helmsman of this steel behemoth.
In addition, Beria Rivers was also known as the "legendary driver" within the Secret Service.
He is called a "legend" because from the moment he joined the Secret Society, he has been active on the front lines of the battle against the dragons, driving all sorts of vehicles.
His most glorious achievement was once piloting a fighter jet in a suicide attack on a third-generation species, and managing to escape unscathed.
It should be noted that in that era when the first generation of dragons had vanished without a trace and the second generation lay dormant, the third generation of dragons was already the main force of dragons that the elites of the Secret Party encountered most often on the battlefield.
Even looking at Kassel College today.
Even with the aid of high-tech weapons and alchemical products, not everyone can defeat the third-generation dragon race.
The centenarian was in a state of peaceful retirement, but for some reason, after the "Prince" intentionally leaked the information on the Hunter Forum, he took the initiative to contact Principal Angers and offered to participate in the mission.
Principal Angers initially disagreed, but the other party provided an irrefutable reason.
"The ultimate destiny of a legendary driver should be in driving, not in closing his eyes in obscurity on a hospital bed."
"But that's the far north, old friend."
"I still have gas in my tank!"
"Oh well."
Thus, Beria Rivers, the legendary captain of the Secret Service, became the captain of this icebreaker.
"Commissioner Cao, the reason I called you here is to make sure you are prepared. With the Fenrir's power and configuration, plus the discussion between Professor Schneider and me, continuing forward for another 60 to 70 kilometers is the safe limit."
"Ok."
Beria Rivers did not treat the boy in front of him as a junior at all.
The opponent was not only a newly emerged legendary dragon slayer, but also the most important part of this mission. Having learned the complete battle plan, he was shocked by Angers' audacity and admired the courage of the young man in front of him.
Von Schneider's hoarse voice followed, "In addition to that, there is some bad news that is not bad news."