All Chapters of Glacial Monopoly: My Gifts Return Hundredfold: Chapter 31
- Chapter 33
33 chapters
Chapter 31: The Ledger of Iron
The automated sorting floor of the factory did not sleep, because computers do not feel the fatigue of sixty-eight-degree humidity.Beneath the five-story vaulted steel roof of the Central Foundry, the newly integrated geothermal induction blocks hummed with a low, sub-audible vibration. Every forty seconds, a massive, twenty-ton pneumatic stamp dropped onto a white-hot slab of high-tensile steel with a concussive THUD that rattled the loose spent brass casing on the floorboards of the gantry.Alex Ryder stood at the reinforced railing of the command catwalk, his ENVG-B visors tucked up onto his helmet. His bare eyes, cold and sharp under the stark halogen floodlights, watched the automated assembly line move with the synchronized rhythm of a slaughterhouse.Below him, Master-Wright Kovac was gone. His five-inch blackened structural armor had been stripped from his body with cold-rolled iron crowbars, his hydraulic exoskeleton chopped into raw scrap and tossed directly into the primar
Chapter 32: The Sabot Calibration
The massive, reinforced pressure doors of the Central Foundry ground shut behind the Steel Leviathan, sealing the warm, sulfurous roar of the automated factory floor inside Grid 04.The train plunged back into the freezing black throat of the northern cutting. Outside, the temperature hit minus-sixty-seven degrees Fahrenheit. The change was instant and violent. The freezing air slammed against the three-inch ballistic glass of the cab with the force of a solid wave, but the newly integrated core-thermal loop did its work without a single drop in system pressure. Beneath the engine, the high-pressure steam line running parallel to the tracks hissed, vaporizing the deep snowdrifts into long, ghostly banners of white rime before the titanium plow could even touch them.Alex Ryder sat low in the command chair, his eyes fixed on the white-phosphor glare of the expanded C4ISR display.The velocity indicator rose steadily: forty-five miles per hour... fifty-five... sixty-five. The locomotive
Chapter 33: The Fifteen-Mile Threshold
The high-altitude mountain gorge opened up with a sudden, jagged drop into the absolute vastness of Grid 03.The Frozen Caldera was a thirty-mile-wide dead volcanic basin, entirely encircled by sheer, knife-edged granite peaks that punched through the grey toxic cloud layer like rotted teeth. Below, the valley floor was a flat, blinding plain of ancient sheet ice, scarred only by the black, linear spine of the railway mainline cutting straight through the center.Inside the cab of the Steel Leviathan, the white-phosphor C4ISR terminal emitted a sharp, steady hum. A massive, pulsing red geometric hemisphere mapped itself over the entire basin, centered on the deep-water rail terminal ten miles inside the caldera.[ Sector Boundary Crossed: Grid 03 — The Frozen Caldera ][ Warning: Entering Active Fire Control Zone — 'The Tsar-Oleg' ][ Enemy Weapon Profile: Twin-Mounted 203mm (8-Inch) L/55 Naval Artillery ][ Current Distance to Battery Center: 14.8 Miles — WITHIN MAXIMUM EFFECTIVE RAN