Steel Steam and Flame

The footsteps and body were lightened at the same time, and Cassia tried not to let the sound of footsteps go out. The sound of printing is still going on, as if it is a very long message, it takes a long time to completely transform into ink text.

The height of the house is not very high, with only five floors, which is quite satisfactory. But the area is quite huge, excluding the small concrete-filled open space where Cassia is now walking, it also has an area of ​​about several hundred square meters. The layout follows the style of the volcano base, and there is a regular circle of trees around the house. However, the growth situation is not very good, or the lack of sunlight, or the reason that there is no way to take care of it, there is no decent leaf, and many branches that stick out are also dead on the tree.

With a strong atmosphere of life, it is the kind of group living in a large range of people. A group of people who love to smoke, said Cassia. In the corner of the concrete, I saw many smothered cigarette butts, all of which were named brands in the empire, just like the reputation of the Weber Company in the arms trading market. In addition, there are a larger number of wine bottles, all with a sailing logo on them, which are also very expensive brands in the wine category.

And whether it is cigarette butts, or these piled up, no one cleans up the bottles, there are signs of age on them. The time span is very long, not just piled up in the last one or two weeks.

"It's almost the same as I judged. As expected, the development of things will never be controlled by our little soldiers." Cassia approached the first floor of the house where the voice came from, thinking like this. Leaning back against the solid wall of the room, the decorative paint and powder on it were opened a little by bullets, revealing the steel plate inside Cheng Liang. The crowded bullets are stuck inside.

There is a battle here. One of them is the enemy. This can be guessed. Cassia started to think about these things in his head. Who is the other side?

He followed the sound to a window. It's all tempered glass, but it's all broken. Under Cassia's feet was a pile of spattered bullets and glued glass fragments. He took out the fragments of the mirror he had been carrying with him, and carefully peeped into the room from the hidden corner.

There was no one in the room where the communication tools were placed. There was a spot of dried blood in black and red. The printing sound comes from a machine in a corner of the room, which is in a blind corner of the room and is not damaged. At the printing port there, several pieces of snow-white printing paper were being spit out in an orderly manner.

Cassia stepped into the room and walked over. The transformation of the information was just completed. He picked up the warm paper. He didn't expect much, but it was all in the imperial language, and the recorded information was not that simple.

Specifically, this document can be regarded as a less formal order, an additional order. I couldn't see what kind of goods it was, and the names of the goods were all replaced with cipher-like numbers. The first few lines of text are warning words, reminding that the goods must be set off smoothly before the set time in the afternoon. This requirement must be met no matter how much sacrifices are made.

In the next few pages, there is an additional list of products replaced by numbers, and there is no signature, and there is no specific place where the products are sent. It is just a simple order and no more useful information can be found. Cassia folded the paper and put it back in its original position, as if no one had touched it before.

"Huh,,," He took a breath, his head kept hot, "It seems to be used as a trading place? Or a storage warehouse? And this house is occupied by those who deal with the transaction. Transport, protect, sign for, The specific delivery process needs people."

He muttered to himself in his head: "Who is the boss here?" He looked around, standard rooms and standard machines, and he couldn't figure out some specific things. And on the way, he didn't see anything that looked like a commodity in the vast ruins of the base, except for the large buildings covered with moss or big trees and shrubs.

"Is the goods in the original storage warehouse of Xuefeng Base?" Reminiscent of the layout of the volcano base, Cassia thought of this possibility. "When I was in the 12th team before, the captain and other veterans seemed to have mentioned it. Some things about Xuefeng..." He thought of something interesting.

While thinking, there was a sound of rapid footsteps from the half-hidden door. You know it is a hard-soled shoe.

Cassia immediately hid behind the door, drew out the tactical knife, and reduced her physical activity a little, trying to integrate herself with the surrounding walls as much as possible.

But in the eyes of the enemies, it is unnecessary to be careful. In Cassia's eyes, the metal door was knocked open and hit the wall heavily. Fortunately, Cassia, who was hiding in the innermost corner, immediately retracted her body without being hit by the steel door.

",,,,," ",,,,,"

The dialogues that came were all in the language of the Far Sea Common Country. Because I heard the same pronunciation in the cave a few days ago. Judging by the sound of footsteps, there are only two people. Then there was the sound of paper being picked up, and Cassia believed that they must not understand. Compared with learning other countries’ languages ​​and training to improve their strength, the latter is more tempting.

Within a few seconds, there was the sound of the paper being dropped, and an angry tone that didn't understand the meaning. At this moment, the footsteps began to move away, and Cassia opened the door and followed them quietly.

Finally stopped in front of another spacious room. It's the lounge, with a sign hanging on the door. The people inside were discussing things with unintelligible words~www.ltnovel.com~Cassia leaned outside the door, judging how many people were inside by different timbres. The strength is the same as Cassia imagined, not so strong. So far, no one has been alert to anyone standing outside the door waiting for them to come out.

After a short while, a loud explosion sounded from the side, and the mountains trembled. The two airships finally used artillery shells to blast away the ruins in the middle. After waiting for a long time, Cassia finally heard a commotion in the room. He used a small mirror to see the situation inside from the crack in the door. A total of four people were gathered around the window, holding binoculars from among the branches of the woods to see the specific situation of the battle site.

Although I don't know why these people are staying here, Cassia feels that he has no time to think about them. He still has some more important things to do.

So he picked up the gun, stepped into the lounge quietly, shot all four people in the head, then took a lot of ammunition piled up in the corner of the room, and turned to search for other rooms.

"This house is built on this location, is there some reason?" He checked the room by room, considering various possibilities. Things will not happen for no reason. He has always believed that, like a precision clock, it relies on a large number of gear shafts and ingenious structure to make every step extremely precise.