"A-13 District?"
The commander looked at the map in Li Wei's hand.
"That's right. There's a merchant association called Pearl there. I want you to scout the area and see what's going on."
"Yes, sir!"
The commander answered immediately, then turned to the communications soldier and issued an order.
"Contact Lone Wolf. Have them reconnoiter."
Hearing the commander's order, the communications soldier quickly established contact.
"This is Wolf Den calling Lone Wolf. Do you read?"
Soon, a response came from the other end.
"This is Lone Wolf."
"Proceed to A-13 District immediately and reconnoiter."
"A-13?"
The voice on the other end sounded a little surprised by the order, but soon answered.
"Lone Wolf acknowledges."
Walter cut the transmission and stared ahead, letting out a breath. Heat pouring from the steam engine drove away the chill in the air, making him feel much better.
Walter was no rookie. He had been on battlefields before. But this place felt completely different. Even setting aside those bizarre shadow monsters that seemed straight out of nightmares or legends, what bothered Walter most was the bone-piercing cold.
One of the biggest reasons the Empire had acquired such vast territory, from south to north, east to west, deserts to snowy mountains, was its mechanized forces. Steel and steam protected the soldiers' flesh and blood, allowing them to fight in bitter cold.
Walter had once served in the Far North. To him, this place felt just like that terrifying Northern Land-beneath murky sunlight, everything was bitterly cold, and even jets of steam froze into ice crystals in the air.
But this place felt even worse than the Far North.
In the Far North, at least there were snowflakes and ice fields to remind you that you were in a frigid region. This place was different. Under the