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Antarctica, under an iceberg.

Hearing this, the captain of the suicide squad subconsciously turned his head and looked around.

Everywhere you look, there is very clean ice...

From this perspective, this place really looks like a huge maze made of ice.

next second.

The captain quickly shook his head, getting rid of the thought from his mind, not daring to think about it anymore, lest he really go crazy. "Don't think about it, don't add pressure to your brain, just keep going."

Hear the words.

The team member who spoke shook his head slightly, smiled bitterly, and moved away.

This walk lasted almost another day.

Finally, as the flares were fired, the blue water at the bottom of the canyon could be clearly seen.

Because you can see, you can judge the distance.

At this time, the suicide squad was still about a hundred meters away from the sea surface... This was not the point. The point was... Damn, it could be seen that there was something vaguely under the sea surface.

"Captain, we don't have diving equipment," a team member said upon seeing this.

Being prepared to die here does not mean being willing to die... there is a big difference.

And you have to know that the sea water temperature in this damn place is... very low.

If you jump in without diving equipment, you'll be dead in less than a minute.

The captain had already thought of this problem and nodded, "Go further down, to the surface of the sea, and look down. If you don't go into the water, that's our destination. Then, we'll return."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

suddenly.

Far, far away in the darkness above, a whistle was heard.

Didi didi~~~
The suicide squad all heard it, looked up and pricked up their ears.

There was no doubt that the whistle meant that Ding Ze had sent other people in...but the distance was still a bit far, because it was still dark up there and there was no light.

The captain said nothing but listened carefully.

The whistle had a regular pattern, and as a veteran, the captain quickly understood its meaning.

"We are coming, where are you?" the whistle said.

If they can survive, the Suicide Squad certainly wants to live too.

So, the captain did not waste any time. He immediately took out a whistle from his bag, blew it, gave a response, and then fired a flare into the sky.

Not long after.

[Keep in touch, we're on the way,] the whistle from Ding Ze's side responded.

[Okay,] the captain replied immediately.

The team members remained silent, waiting for the communication to end.

After a while.

"Captain, are we still going down?" asked a team member who inevitably rekindled his hope of survival.

The captain smiled and shook his head, "We can't go down anymore. Let's find a palace, take a rest, eat and drink, and wait for them to come."

As soon as these words came out.

The remaining fourteen members of the suicide squad all laughed happily.

As I said, if you can survive, of course you should try your best to live.

It didn't take long before the fifteen members of the suicide squad entered a palace, found a place to sit down, then started a fire, took out the few remaining dry food from their backpacks, and started eating and drinking.

the other side.

Because the suicide squad had explored the way, Ding Ze and his group were able to move faster relatively speaking.

It is worth mentioning that the inside of the iceberg is not as cold as the outside. The temperature is barely acceptable and does not seem to be freezing. As they moved forward, they used whistles to contact the death squad every once in a while. After an unknown amount of time, Ding Ze and his group arrived at the ice bridge directly above the death squad.

The suicide squad received the signal and all hurriedly walked out of the palace and looked up.

The lights above were like the rays of hope for the suicide squad members who had been active in here for so long. Immediately, smiles appeared on the faces and eyes of all fifteen of them.

The suicide squad saw Ding Ze and his group.

vice versa.

Ding Ze grinned and asked the person next to him to blow the whistle again to tell the suicide squad to hold on a little longer, they would be there soon.

When treating members of the suicide squad, you must be very polite and give them enough respect.

This is the practice in this industry.

After all, those guys are really risking their lives for their work. If you don't treat them well, who will work hard for you in the future?

The reason is very simple.

Time flies.

Ding Ze and his group followed the marks left by the suicide squad and walked down step by step.

Along the way, inevitably, someone would occasionally slip and fall into the canyon, screaming and falling down to become friends with the sea.

Ding Ze and his group have basically gotten used to this situation along the way.

Sacrifice is inevitable, just get used to it.

unconsciously.

Ding Ze arrived in front of the death squad and said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."

The fifteen members of the suicide squad all smiled.

The captain said seriously, "Nothing, boss, this is our job."

"You have done a great job." Ding Ze had already counted the heads and knew how many people in this death squad had died. "You should rest well first, eat more, and replenish your energy."

Ding Ze and his group were fully prepared and brought enough things with them.

soon.

A bonfire was lit in the frozen palace. The death squad gathered around it, drinking wine and eating meat, looking very happy.

Ding Ze lit a cigar, went outside the palace and looked down.

The sea is quiet and deep, and sometimes it really seems like a ferocious, man-eating beast.

What is going on here?
What is under the sea?
Ding Ze looked at it for a long time, threw away his cigarette butt, returned to the palace, walked up to the group of experts who came with the team, and said, "Everyone, do you have any ideas about this place?"

These experts, who have spent most of their lives studying Antarctica, have been shocked ever since they entered this iceberg. At this moment, they are almost shocked into idiots.

"Mr. Ding, have you heard of Atlantis?" an expert looked up at Ding Ze and said.

Ding Ze was stunned when he heard this, and a sentence popped up in his mind...Have you heard of Amway?

What.

There is something wrong with these experts.

"Do you think this is the legendary Atlantis?" Ding Ze asked back.

The expert nodded. "It's possible... It's said that Atlantis' technology was far ahead of its time. It's very likely that these palaces, those ice bridges, and everything here were built by them."

“Maybe, this is their home.”

Ding Ze listened, took out another cigarette and lit it, "You guys continue the discussion."

He doesn't get along with the experts.

He had no interest in Atlantis, wealth or anything like that.

The expert who responded was a little disappointed, but soon he didn't care anymore and started to discuss with other experts enthusiastically. (End of this chapter)