With a clang, their movements perfectly synchronized, their metal right arms struck their metal chests, emitting a muffled thud, as they gave a standard military salute to the two.
"Reporting, Commander! The Sharp Sword Special Forces, First Squad, reporting for duty!"
A clear, resonant, and powerful human voice emanated from within the leading Iron Golem.
General Randy looked at this group of steel Warriors, and a fervent light once again burst forth in his eyes.
Steve nodded, pointing at the gleaming golden mountain, and issued a concise and clear command.
"Mission start. Place all these gold blocks onto that conveyor belt over there and transport them out."
He paused, then added.
"These gold blocks have an extremely high density in the real world; each one is very heavy."
"As for how to unload them outside, that's a problem Director Pedro and his team need to consider. Your mission is to send them all out."
"Yes, sir."
Over a dozen steel warriors responded in unison without the slightest hesitation.
The next moment, a breathtaking scene unfolded.
An Iron Golem strode quickly to the golden mountain, extended its metal arm, thicker than an adult's thigh, and effortlessly, as if picking up a burger, cradled a cubic meter of the massive gold block in its arms.
Then, it walked with heavy and steady steps towards the giant conveyor belt, which had already begun operating in reverse, leading to the outside world.
Thump.
With a loud thud, the gold block was placed firmly on the conveyor belt, causing the entire belt, made of special alloy, to visibly sink.
The driving engine below let out a deeper, more powerful roar before slowly carrying the gold block deeper into the unknown dark tunnel.
Immediately after, the second, the third... over a dozen Iron Golems transformed into the most efficient porters, silently and resolutely executing their orders, as one massive gold block after another, each enough to drive any national central bank insane, was continuously loaded onto the conveyor belt... One hour later.
The secret transfer station fifteen kilometers outside the Fortress.
A steel dragon composed of military heavy trucks and armored off-road vehicles slowly stopped outside the designated area after raising a sky full of yellow sand.
Pedro, Director of the Resource Bureau, jumped down from the lead vehicle, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, his eyes filled with anticipation and doubt.
However, before the convoy could get close, a team of fully armed soldiers quickly advanced and stopped them.
The leading major walked up to Pedro, saluted, and spoke in a cold and serious voice.
"Reporting, Director Pedro, by order of superior command, the Fortress is currently under SSS-level maximum security. All unauthorized personnel and vehicles are prohibited from approaching. Your convoy, please proceed to unloading platform number three for material handover."
Pedro was stunned.
He could understand stopping the people behind him, but even he, the head of the Resource Bureau, was being kept out?
He instantly understood.
It seemed the waters of this Fortress were even deeper than he had imagined.
"Alright, I understand."
Pedro said no more, extinguished his cigarette, waved his hand at the convoy behind him, and then, alone, walked towards the so-called unloading platform number three, led by a soldier.
It was a huge semi-open warehouse, with a deep tunnel extending from within the mountain, ending at the far end of a massive conveyor belt.
"Rumble"
The heavy sound of machinery operating came from deep within the tunnel.
He squinted, staring intently at the dark opening, wondering what surprise that old man General Randy had prepared for him.
Was it some new type of alloy?
Or some groundbreaking energy ore?
The next second, when the first object fully emerged from the shadows and was exposed to the sunlight... Pedro felt as if he had been struck by lightning, instantly freezing in place.
The half-smoked cigarette in his hand silently slipped and fell to the ground.
At this moment, his eyes were wider than brass bells, staring intently at the square object slowly moving towards him on the conveyor belt?
What was that?
Was that a piece of gold?
No, impossible!
Pedro's first thought was absurdity!
There was no such gold block, a full cubic meter, like a giant golden block of cheese.
It exuded that aura, coveted by the soul, that only the purest gold possessed.
However, before his brain could process the information from this surreal shock.
The second, the third, the fourth... identical massive gold blocks emerged one after another from the dark tunnel, queuing up and slowly moving forward on the conveyor belt.
Following closely were iron blocks of the same specification, emitting a cold metallic luster, as well as shiny black, dense coal blocks.
They were continuous, inexhaustible, as if the tunnel connected not to some underground base, but to an inexhaustible treasure trove created by gods.
"Director, what is that...?"
"Are they really moving Mountains of Gold and Silver?"
A young technician responsible for dispatching nearby spoke with an uncontrollably trembling voice.
All the drivers and workers who had rushed over upon hearing the news were now like stone sculptures.
Their mouths were agape, their eyes vacant, their expressions frozen in extreme shock and bewilderment.
The entire world, at this moment, seemed to have been muted.
Only the rumbling sound of the conveyor belt and the moment each golden block emerged from the tunnel.
Dead silence.
The scene fell into a full half-minute of dead silence!
Pedro tremblingly raised his hand, pointing at the slowly approaching giant golden mountain, and with difficulty squeezed out a few words from his throat.
"Quick, hurry, get all the vehicles I've got stored away over here!"
Until a roar echoed across the unloading platform bathed in golden light.
"What are you all standing around for?"
Pedro's eyes were bloodshot, looking utterly insane, as he roared with all his might.
"Forklifts, heavy trucks, everything that can move, get them all over here! Transport the gold blocks, load them up, quickly!"
This furious roar instantly jolted everyone.
"Yes, Director."
"Quick, heavy forklifts number three, five, and seven, immediately get into position."
"All heavy truck drivers, immediately back into the loading bays, quickly, quickly, quickly!"
The previously stunned crowd, like an activated ant colony, instantly erupted with unprecedented vigor.
Shock, horror, disbelief—all emotions at this moment transformed into the fervor and excitement brought by an adrenaline surge.
The roar of engines rose and fell, huge heavy forklifts bellowed, their specially made giant steel forks carefully and slowly inserted into the bottom of the massive gold block.
Accompanied by the engine's roar, the first gold block, weighing over ten tons, was steadily lifted from the conveyor belt and then precisely placed into the cargo bed of a super heavy truck with twelve massive tires, which had been waiting for a long time.