Steel Steam and Flame

There was no expression on every face against the fire, the rain covered it with a water film, and the red light changed mottled until they were completely extinguished under the heavy rain.

Just like watching the distinguished guests, the remaining dozens of people were in a state of alert, until the other party completely disappeared from the other end of the darkness cut off by the rain, and they felt relieved. Some people felt disengaged, and the whole process was a dreamlike experience for most people. There is no starting point and no end. It's just a clip randomly cut from the stage play and forced to add it to them, letting them play various roles.

Adolf walked through the crowd, and finally stopped by Cassia. On the side, rain mixed with mud, backfilling the potholes bombed by the aerial bombs, some of the mud that was blown up into the sky is still falling. No words at all, pursing his mouth, it is better to remain silent under the rainstorm.

When the potholes were filled with rainwater, General Pullman returned from the darkness on the side. He went to Adolf's, and the perception shrouded in advance gave him a basic estimate of the loss.

"Find your respective luggage, let's go to a place to stay." General Pullman said as he looked at his return route, with complicated eyes he finally looked in the direction of the nearest city.

"Recently, there should be an organized hidden storage warehouse. Let's go there and repair it." Adolf sighed after the words, "We should also think about the next step. If this goes on, I am afraid we will have to..." the words of the two Many times, they talked to each other, and they didn't have much relationship with Nighthawk and Isha beside them.

After resting for a few minutes in the rain, the team returned to the wreckage of the train along the evacuation route, picking up the necessary luggage along the way, and of course also handling the rain-cold corpses for the teammates who did not know each other during the mission.

Cassia followed in silence, feeling very complicated for a while. It's not because of the death of these organization members, the things and things that are used to it, it is difficult to shake his passively hardened heart now. The warm and bright things that once existed in the heart were already so tightly protected that they would not reveal any traces easily.

It was complicated because I was taken to the Empire by Adolf and Terry Weikang. I have encountered two similar incidents during the journey, and it seems that this kind of incident will happen again afterwards. This situation broke the plan that I had made in advance and made myself more passive.

Being in the dark, he should have become a fierce beast. It is the source of danger that the enemy must worry about and the pressure he has to endure. Now tied to the organization's plan, the organization that thought it would be helpful has become a drag. The lack of clarity of information puts too many restrictions on oneself. Not long ago, the impulse of the body and the desire to make myself walk in front of Yisha and several captains who protected him, and used practical actions to tell them how to deal with those iron-like kinetic energy armors in this environment.

But I don't know when, and Cassia doesn't know what to do in the current situation.

It is not clear whether the organization is good or bad for itself, whether they are enemies of the other party, or can be regarded as third-party members that can be trusted or harmless. Vinonovo makes the mood a little uncomfortable, but this is also a fact, and Cassia knows that he does not have the courage to take the initiative to prove it.

Perhaps this is not courage, but something else. I have a reason for not being able to take the risk, because I made a mistake in one step, and death may be the simplest of all the subsequent results, and none of them.

The shoes were full of muddy water, and Cassia slowed down, letting the fine raindrops hitting her cool hot thoughts. Nighthawk came to his side at this time, and Cassia raised his head and looked over, but a warm hand was already covering his hand with the luggage, and that hand suddenly pulled the luggage upward.

"I'm coming!" Isha didn't know when to squeeze over, and she also stood in front of Cassia, with one hand quickly holding the handle with little luggage. The three of them stood in a stalemate, with their small handles squeezed together.

"Come on, he looks tired." The nighthawk who closed his hand said tiredly, and the white breath that he exhaled was all knocked down by the big raindrops between the two. Looking down at the luggage, Nighthawk looked at Cassia again when he turned around, only to speed up a few steps and walk in front of the two of them, and then they were separated by the rain and seemed to disappear.

Nighthawk went more than a dozen meters away and followed the team alone. A person who would sleep on the train may no longer be able to rest peacefully afterwards. Watching the Nighthawk melted by the rain curtain, Cassia had a rudimentary idea in his heart.

"What is it?" Isha asked with surprise, carrying the luggage, the weight of the luggage was too far from the imagination. She looked at the nighthawk swallowed by the rain curtain at this time, and seemed to understand something.

"I think this time the mission is to protect this suitcase." Cassia's very soft words sounded in the ear, "You don't need to find Nighthawk, she probably thinks so. There is an answer in her heart, better than guessing. it is good."

"This was originally a good opportunity. At the last moment, if you find a reason, it is still possible to become a corpse soaked in the rain, and then leave this mission smoothly. I really hope you can grasp it next time."

"The enemy knows where we are, and there is really no way to prepare for the attack. The bombardment of artillery and aerial bombs makes us a little unacceptable. This kind of thing is extremely difficult to see in normal missions." I thought it was the Iraqi who said this attack. Shah responded, "There will be teams joining us in the future, and facing this situation, it will not be as weak as it is now." Something like Isha's comfort to Cassia's kindness.

Cassia shook his head ~www.readwn.com~ and sighed, "This is just the beginning." After speaking, he just followed the team and stopped talking.

This group of enemies comes from the common country in the distant seas, a regular team. The total number of kinetic armors may be over a hundred, and the weapons that can be deployed are not limited to aerial bombs. Individual weapons that deal with similar construction work will become the norm in battle in the future. In the face of such armed forces, unless the organization is willing to use its strong network of contacts in small countries and various hidden personnel to ensure the logistics of this team, it will not win every subsequent encounter with the enemy. may.

"And the enemy of this kind of configuration is only the beginning." The inner words urged Cassia to think of a way to change this deadly passivity on the journey. Since he is a source of information that sends out signals at any time, why doesn’t the organization use this identity to guide the enemy to actively step on deadly traps, "Later, there will be a team of knight attendants and elite personnel in the empire who have been carefully prepared. It will be a problem, and personnel coordination and strength will also become a problem."

"In this organization, there has not yet been a member who can match the knight attendant and the elite of the imperial family. After that,...maybe there will be no..."

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