Steel steam and flame

The dark red sword blocked the front of Frangli's father, making an exaggerated sound that echoed in the underground square like the wind. Two different swords collided together, and the friction produced a harsh and sharp sound. The thick red light cast unnatural shadows on their faces, and the blackness also contained an indelible red color, which was no different from dried blood.

"You are provoking a war between the Holy Emperor Hall and several giant companies. Don't expect to kill us all here tonight, and then rely on a fire to cover up everything. The headquarters has passed a special Now that the frequency is known, someone from your side must come forward to explain this matter!" Franli's father yelled in front of the old man, "We are all prepared, and you are not the only one who sensed the signs in advance. The plan tonight is final after all. It will fail. You can’t expect anything.”

"This is not a provocation, but it has already started. You are the ones who always thought this was just a small fight."

A buzzer sounded from the train control station next to them, abruptly breaking the conversation between the two. The red warning light seemed to have been injected with new fuel, and the frequency of flashing doubled.

"You have a good son!" The old man had an angry look on his face and slashed at Frangli's father with his pneumatic sword.

"Thank you for the compliment." Frangli's father smiled sarcastically and blocked the incoming attack. The strength of the two is almost equal, and no one can take advantage of them in a short period of time.

The stationary freight trains on the tracks began to move, and the railway system, which had been destroyed and seemed chaotic, was restored to normal. The huge and connected train body is driven by steam towards the exits. The crowded trains were leaving here in an orderly manner under the control of the program, and one by one they were swallowed up by the dark tunnel entrance. They were very orderly and were making way for a certain train that was stuck in the middle of the train to lead to the railway line on the ground.

The speed is very slow, and it takes several times longer than ordinary trains to start a freight train carrying a full load of goods. Now they are still like wriggling caterpillars looking for food, only to smell it. It was quite a while to get anywhere near the food.

"Train control center building." Cassia squinted and looked over and said. The red light of the warning light had the effect of penetrating the flying smoke. The built-up floor was the only quiet place now. "Flan Li and Silla are most likely in there. Let's go there. Things here have nothing to do with us."

The distance to the small building is less than 100 meters. They were careful, but they were spotted along the way. There are too many people hanging around here. As long as you pay a little attention to the wall, you can see the three of them hunched over and running towards the control floor.

Several tanks turned around and rushed towards them. Before the firepower of the heavy machine guns on the vehicles even locked onto them, they sprayed out long muzzle flames. The bullet chain was quickly swallowed by the machine gun, and the golden bullet casings were thrown off from the chariot one by one, stained with messy colors by the surrounding firelights.

"Tires!" Cassia shouted. He pressed the trigger, and a faint light emitted from the muzzle of the short machine gun. A pile of small bullet casings seemed to be squeezed and thrown out of the gun body. Before the sound even hit the ground, the bullet had already met the chariot halfway.

But the effect is out of the question. The .50 heavy machine gun has a thick steel plate specially designed for bulletproof use to protect the gunner. Bullets hitting it can only make a "bounce" sound, but the sparks produced by friction are extremely brilliant. But apart from wisps of white marks, it couldn't cause any effective damage.

The glass in front of the cab is also bulletproof. The strength is not comparable to the steel plate. There are tiny cracks on it made by bullets, and the lines that follow the bullets are connected together. A magazine of bullets was fired in less than a second and a half, and there was no sign of the glass shattering.

The quality of the tanks is much better than those sold on the market. The short machine guns in the hands of Cassia and Linna lose their effect here. Shulaka stood aside and used his excellent shooting ability to fire the machine gun he picked up in his hand. All three tanks driving here had their tires punctured while running wildly. The driver was trying his best to adjust the direction of the suddenly out-of-control tank, but then a bullet penetrated the bulletproof glass with huge momentum. When the bullet penetrated the entire tank, it also penetrated his head.

The chariot ran elsewhere and hit the overturned cargo box. The three people who controlled the heavy machine gun were about to turn the gun. After their bulletproof steel plates were exposed, their bodies were baptized by bullets. The blood covered them like thick fog, and their powerless bodies were all spread out on the tank.

"What is that, special ammunition?" Lina didn't forget to ask Cassia on the way. That kind of ammunition didn't look like a large-caliber platinum bullet, but it was surprisingly powerful. It was the first time she had seen such a bullet. They were less than 70 or 80 meters away from the entrance of the control center, and the three of them rushed in within two or three seconds.

"It's just a bit more special ammunition. I've heard of acidic platinum gunpowder that sacrifices stability for power. It's the same principle." Cassia did not tell Yi Blue Silver Bullet. Although it was not a secret, there would be an explanation later. Now, in their eyes, the corpses lying on the ground not far from the door did not allow them to think about other things.

A soft, dark shadow was cast over the corpse, and the dead man's face still retained a stiff expression of pain. There are two corpses wearing white dresses, very eye-catching, both have young faces.

"The person who restored the railway system should be Frangli." Cassia walked over to check the injuries on the two holy envoys of the Holy Emperor's Hall. All the bones in the chest were shattered, and half of one's skull collapsed, and his face The muscles on the body seemed to be still twisting after death. "They should still be in the control room now, but we don't rule out the possibility that they have left."

He looked at Lina and urged: "We have to speed up a little. They may get on that train and leave here. There are important goods for their transaction on it."

"Do you really want to go find Frangli?" Shuleka stood still and did not follow Cassia and the others. A person's shadow was soon stretched under the light, and the soft shadow covered by the corpse Connected into one piece.

The deserted light separated him from Cassia and Lina. Because of the angle, Cassia could only see a faint glare on the face of Shuleka, who was like a statue and couldn't move.

"Because there is something we have to accomplish, before we knew the mission, we came here for this purpose." Cassia said, "Mr. Shuleka, you can hide on a train and leave here quietly. Then plan the future. The people from the Holy Emperor’s Hall are cleaning up the entire Black Fort. These trains will also be imagined by them. Please be careful. I hope to see you again in the military school soon."

"Thank you, and I wish you good luck." Shulaka felt his face was burning, but on the other hand, the powerlessness he felt when facing Franli also reminded him not to follow rashly, without Ieta in front of him. Carrying it on, the strength of the few of them really cannot pose an effective threat to Frangli.

Shuleka watched Cassia and Lina disappear around the corner of the long corridor, feeling relieved for some reason. He held the gun tightly against the wall, pulled out a sharp tactical knife from the corpse, and used it as a mirror to look at the situation outside the window, looking for the best route to those trains.

The situation outside was still very chaotic. The number of people in the Holy Emperor's Hall had increased a lot at this time. Many people came down from the ground to reinforce, all of whom were powerful surgeons. The people of the Imperial Mining Company and the Three Primary Colors Group were suppressed in number and strength, and it was only a matter of time before they retreated. The people from Webley Company were among them, huddled on one side of the underground square, standing there like old goods gathering dust. It seems that they do not want to have anything to do with this matter, or that their respective superiors have discussed it with each other before the operation started.

Several starting trains were imprinted on the blade, and they were very close to the control center building. It was not a bad idea to say they were right next to them. The shortest distance is only a few dozen meters, with only a platform for loading goods in between. Shuleka saw several trains erected above the underground square, one of which was located between the control center building and the railway. Just climb up the steel frame supporting the building not far away, jump on the wide beam of the train, and you will be on a starting train in a few seconds.

Shuleka finalized his idea and calculated the route and time in his mind the next moment. He put the tactical knife into his trouser pocket, thinking that it might be useful later. Standing up with the gun in hand, he discovered that the shadows of four people were projected on the white wall in front of him that was stained with splattered blood.