Steel Steam and Flame

　　 Cassia remembered the source of the round torn glass. It was the mask they had everybody in the old station. The glass embedded on it is the same as the broken glass piece, except that half of it lying in the shadow of the flower pot has been left.

"Old Mr. Don, are you alone in this station?" Cara finished the third glass of grape juice very quickly, but did not interrupt for the fourth glass. She wiped her mouth, and did much more. En old man chatted.

"Haha, of course there will be other people. Otherwise, in this desolate desert, every day, except for the sound of equipment, there will be no sound of insects. It must be so lonely." Old man Donne poured himself over. Filled with a glass of white wine, took a sip and said, "There is also a hunting team from the Empire, with dozens of people. We live in this small supply station together, which makes it a little more angry. ."

　　 "The hunting team? Are those animals hunting in the depths of the desert?" Cassia also suddenly became interested, the situation has changed a little, they are not in a hurry to leave.

"Yes, the ecosystem in the desert is not the same as the area outside with all seasons. There is usually only summer, and the only change is temperature. This creates a unique ecosystem in the desert. The animals here have a layer of Good biological insulation fur, whether it is the snakes, lizards, or the unique sand wolves here, the furs on their bodies are very good materials, and they are sold at very high prices in some parts of the empire."

"Because I am old and I have to manage the station again, I will not follow them when hunting is so good at night." Old man Donne nodded, "Two brave travelers, you are here too. Those who hunt these desert animals? Or are they simply traveling to the desert? If you come to hunt, you can rest here for a day, and tomorrow you can go with the hunters, after all, they are very experienced. If you come to travel, You can also use this as a stronghold or as a destination. There is no operating station in front of you. In another three days, the hunting team will go back, and you can also take a ride."

　　 Old man Donne gave Cassia an idea.

"We also have this plan. After a few days of hiking, our body is really exhausted. The journey ahead is probably only yellow sand." Cassia said, "If it is possible tomorrow night, we also want to go out and be with the hunting team. Look at the sand wolves in the desert and see if you can learn to beat a few sand wolves."

　　 Cassia's tone was very excited, as if it were genuine joy and interest.

　　 Old man Donne seemed to be infected, and he talked with them happily for a while.

　　 In the end, Carla asked for two rooms to rest and paid a high rent of four thousand saints.

　　 The rooms are all buildings in the basement. Next to them is the closed storage room, where there is still a slight chill coming out. The basement is built under the five houses, one of which is used as storage room, and the rest are small rooms for accommodation.

　　 There are many rooms, and the metal doors have many friction marks that are often used. When the old man Dorn led them to the room, Cassia looked all the way, counting the number in his heart.

　　 In the middle of Kara's room, Cassia was arranged at the end.

　　 "Here, boy, I hope you can have a good rest. It will take a lot of energy to follow the hunting team tomorrow night." Donnai opened the door with the key and threw it to Cassia. Finally, he said that if necessary, he would go directly to the room on the ground and he would stay there at night.

　　 Cassia thanked him with a smile. When the metal door was completely closed by Donne, his face changed and he spit out a number-thirty-seven.

　　 This is an approximate number, the approximate number of hunters in the old man Donne’s mouth.

　　 "Okay, then the first thing to do now is to rest." Cassia smiled, the room is not too big, only about half the space of his dormitory in the military school. There is a small bed, a chair and a long cabinet. Above the cabinet are kettles, glasses, food cans, and a bottle of "cheap white wine as a gift" as the old man Donne said. In addition, it is the most basic accommodation supplies.

　　 Cassia pried open the food tin, which was greasy marinated fish. He opened the bottle again and poured a full glass of wine, and the smell of wine suddenly filled the room. After finishing other preparations, Cassia put the backpack on the side of the bed. Without taking off the clothes and the lights, she lay on the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

　　 The temperature in the room is very suitable. It is the kind of temperature that makes people want to close their eyes to rest and then sleep deeply.

　　Kassia and the others came to this supply station at 12:30 in the morning, and after tossing for more than half an hour, they finally lay on the bed.

　　 The room where the two people are separated is very quiet, only the slight sniffles and the aspiration of the heating pipe can be heard. Probably because the journey was too tiring, the two seemed to have been immersed in sweet dreams. The matter of crossing the desert to reach Gerun Oasis also seemed to be completely forgotten at this time.

　　 The time came to two ten minutes in the morning, Cassia was covered with a thin layer of quilt, and her pale face seemed to be a little ruddy because of rest.

　　 The metal door also made a "click" sound at this time, which was the sound of opening the door with a key. The calm air in the room was disturbed by the silently opening door, but a lean-looking man walked in stumblingly, the high-top shoes on his feet slapped on the floor, but Cassia had nothing right now. reaction.

"Look, see, I said that as long as the dose is increased to ensure that each one sleeps like a dead pig, they still don't believe it!" The thin man smelled the smell of wine that was emitting from the room, holding it in his hand. The rope, a few steps walked in front of Cassia. After cursing a few words, he has skillfully punched a slipknot on the rope in his hand. He was in the hunting team to help tie the prey's body, which was his old line.

　　 He was standing by the bed, bent down to put a slipknot on Cassia's neck, but at this moment a hand was already stretched out and grabbed his neck.

　　 The strength of his arm was very heavy. The thin man felt that the fingers stuck on his neck were like steel. He desperately tried to remove the deadly fingers with his hands, but they didn't have any effect.

　　'S throat was completely pinched, he wanted to shout but couldn't make a sound. His eyes were wide, bulging as if they were about to bulge out. He saw the person in front of him who should have been sleeping as a dead pig opened his eyes, and then stood up. His short body was held in the air by the person in front of him half his head. He wanted to struggle, but the other hand of the man in front of him was compared to a hand knife, and it was cut on his neck, and he passed out completely.

　　 Cassia put the thin man who was unconscious in his hands on the bed, tied him with the rope he brought, and then covered him tightly with a quilt. Only then, holding the stabbing sword, quietly walked to the door.

　　 "Fortunately, there is no one else in the corridor." Cassia filled the glass with the grape juice spit out in advance and used it as a mirror to look at the corridor. There was no one there, only the pale light.

　　 leaned against the corridor lightly, and the boots made by the military school on his feet were not like the cheap goods on the feet of thin men. Under the slight control of power, no sound was ever made.

　　Carla’s door was half open, and it was completely dark inside, and you could smell the rich **** smell mixed in the aroma of the wine at the door.

　　 "No way!" Cassia's heart tightened. As soon as he stepped into the door, before turning on the light on the side with his hand, he felt something on the top of his head against his heavenly spirit cover.

　　 "It's me." Cassia turned on the light in the room, and the gray ground was still clean, except for the bed in the corner. The silhouettes of two people were raised under the quilt. The smell of blood came from inside.

　　 On the head, Cara has put away the sniper rifle on Cassia's scalp, and even the cross pupil has changed back. The cross pupil's ability to capture light is exceptional, and the dark night has little effect on them. She jumped down from the corner of the door, and there was only a slight voice.

　　 "You will suffer if you are not careful like this." She reminded Cassia, simulating the sound of a sniper rifle.

　　 Cassia was helpless without any explanation.

"You solved it over there." Kara closed the door and returned the bullet in the sniper rifle. "Sure enough, there is a problem with this supply station. How are you sure, just because of the bushes that have not been watered? "

　　 "How is it possible." Cassia shook his head, "When I was putting my luggage, I smelled a fishy smell and saw the spectacle lenses embedded in the same mask. At first, it was only a suspicion in my heart."

　　 "Then I didn't expect it to become like this." Kara smiled, "I heard you say that your name is Gulica, and I still thought in my heart what I had neglected. I need you to use a secret sign to remind me."

　　 "It's just luck, I happened to see it." Cassia blinked, "Then you don't have to kill them all."

　　 Cassia walked through and uncovered the quilt. One of the people inside was the old man Don, whose wise eyes were full of unexpected surprise before he died. A hole was opened in his heart by the stabbing sword, and the blood infested all the beds under him. And the other face was never seen before, and the fatal wound was also at the heart.

"Isn't that what you said?" Kara repacked the sniper rifle without paying any attention to his face. "'Tomorrow night, if we can, we also want to go out and watch the sand wolf in the desert with the hunting team. I can’t learn to beat a few sand wolves. This is your original saying. After hearing the code of'Gulica', I have carefully pondered your words every word. Besides, are the animals you killed in the past few days still not enough?"

　　 In Kara's eyes, the value of these people is only equivalent to that of animals.

Cassia no longer talks about this question: "Go and look at all the places first. I can't guarantee that there are no other people at this station. When I come back, I will consider other things. There is still a person in my room who needs to interrogate ~ www. readwn.com~ It’s almost two and a half. The hunting team spoken by the old man Donne certainly didn’t lie to us. They came back probably at dawn. Whether to leave or stay depends on the situation.”

"Yes." Kara put back the sniper rifle, with a silver-gray clip-on pistol in his hand, felt Cassia's gaze, shook the pistol and explained, "The things in the hands of the old man Donne are well maintained. "

　　 The two walked out of the basement, but there was still only one room lit up outside, and no one in the other rooms. The two finally returned to the basement and opened the storage room. There was a lot of space inside, all of them neatly arranged tin boxes and wooden shelves.

　　 canned food, various alcoholic beverages, beverages, and a large number of all kinds of animal furs that have been completely dried. Among them, the gray-yellow fur of the sand wolf has the largest number. In a few iron boxes, Cassia and the others found many different types of weapons, all of which were brand new, and there was a box of ammunition wrapped in greased paper next to it.

　　 "Good fellow, these are all transported by the Imperial Army and haven't been used up. I didn't expect there to be so many." Cara looked at a few tin boxes, which were full of these things.

　　 There is also a large cold storage room in the storage room. When you open the steel door, you can see the bright red carcasses of various animals stacked on the steel table with their fur shaved off. They store this meat as one of the food sources. On the other side, the various kinds of vegetables that were drooped by the ice are no longer fresh.

　　 Finally, in the corner, there is also a row of iron tables, but everything on it is covered with a thick white cloth. Through the outline, Cassia feels uncomfortable~www.readwn.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.readwn.com~ For mobile users, please go to read .