Steel Steam and Flame

　　 The sound of the wolf howling was as cool as the falling moonlight, and the sound of gunshots mixed with it. It sounded intermittently, like a salute that stopped the fire, and could not hold up a deterrent scene.

　　 "Do you want to go over?" Cassia was still holding the steering wheel tightly, and the top of the sand dune chain might slide down if he felt uncomfortable. It would take a little more time to climb up again.

　　 And Kara is also the captain of Cassia in name. In matters related to the task, Cassia is also led by De Kara.

"Of course, it was a caravan, and there were not many wolves surrounding it. We didn't suffer from a few free bullets." Cara was still observing with an optical scope, "It's almost reaching the range of Gerun Oasis. We can just ask the necessary information from this caravan."

"Go ahead." The sniper rifle was pulled up by Ka's hand, and the sound of assembling machinery came from it, and all the golden bullets over ten centimeters were loaded, and Kasya also deliberately slowed down at this time. Speed, prepare Cara for a better sniper environment.

　　 This is just a small caravan with a few dozen steam locomotives, and the guns used for defense are even scarcer. It is impossible to organize even a firepower net to block the surrounding sand wolves.

　　 Caravan owner David also turned pale with fright at the moment, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was doing business in other oasis in the desert, but because of his temper, he offended the local snake entrenched there. Of course the business hasn't been done since then. In addition, the safety of my wife and two daughters was constantly threatened in the next few days. In desperation, I had to step up time to clean up the house before the night of the full moon came, and wanted to run to Gerun Oasis to escape. avoid.

　　 But whoever walks in the desert doesn't know the danger of a full moon night. It's not just that the sand wolves become irritable because of the moonlight, and they no longer fear gunfire. Moreover, the hot air in the desert will become mysterious and unpredictable due to the influence of the moon. The black dust storms occurred at this time, and the old professors in the Earth Movement Hall of the Imperial Theological Seminary did special research on this.

　　 So in the desert, there are people who are not afraid of sand wolves. They are heavily armed mercenaries. The firepower is so fierce that the sand wolves can't enter the circular range of tens of meters around them.

　　 This group of people who take their lives for food usually rush to pick up the job, but every time before and after the full moon night, they all stop, just like workers who give themselves rare long vacations. This is all because of the black dust storm that cannibalize people without leaving a trace.

　　Everything in the desert is afraid of this. The huge natural force is simply not something that weak creatures like humans can resist.

　　 This also made it impossible for David who was leaving temporarily to recruit a decent team of mercenaries, except for the old, weak, sick and disabled who are also hiding in the vehicle now.

The fire net crossed out by the sparse bullets was easily broken by the sand wolves. The steam locomotive rushed forward desperately. The sand wolves, who were nearly 1.5 meters tall, were also frantic. The fragile glass was all shattered in front of their hard heads. . But in front of the one or two caliber bullets from the sniper rifle, no matter how hard his head was, it burst open like fireworks, and the red and white colors mixed with bone scum splashed on David's face while his body was shaking.

His stomach was overwhelmed, and the sticky feeling on his face was mixed with a refreshing fishy smell. Before he could wipe his face, he lowered his head and vomited out, with tears and nose, he didn't eat much in the desert for a few days. All of the canned foods have revisited the white moonlight this time. The gunshots resounding in the surrounding area were completely forgotten by him.

When he was relieved, the surrounding wolves were gone, leaving only a corpse with the head or chest exploded. The blood seemed to turn white under the moonlight, and the viscous liquid was dried. The grains of sand sucked clean.

All the dozen or so steam locomotives of the caravan stopped. David barely wiped off the stuff on his face at this time. Something in front of him came onwards, because he heard the sound of an engine completely different from their steam locomotive.

　　In his eyes, the two long-range lights surveyed the front first. The lights made him squint, and a weird car parked in front of the caravan. The man in the driver's seat wore a black crow-like face mask. The upper body of a pretty woman stuck out the ugly locomotive. On the second floor of the skylight, there are some strands of long black hair fluttering in the cool wind.

　　 The last thing that appeared in the eyes was a sniper rifle with a long barrel. The black alloy cast iron gun body reflected a little light in the moonlight, pulling out its hideous silhouette.

　　 Then, David shuddered all over, cold sweat came out again, and the dark barrel of the barrel was now facing his head without a doubt.

　　 "If you have something to discuss, you can discuss something!" David let his wife and daughter hide in the back seat, and got out of the car quickly, with a standard amiable smile on his face.

　　"Friends, thank you,,,,,,,"

　　 Kara is best at interrupting others, regardless of whether the behavior is polite or not. A sniper rifle bullet has taken an orange-yellow trajectory out of the restraint of the barrel. It spins and shoots in front of David's eyes, wiping his ears and flying, where the hair is like grass pushed by a weeder. Leave a neat trace.

The sound of the bullet shell falling and hitting the steam locomotive resounded crisply in David's heart. He was about to cry. His hands were held up straight and high. The face that barely kept a smile was worse than crying, and his heart was frightened. Beating.

　　 "Don't play anymore." Cassia was somewhat helpless, and silently mourned David standing in front of him. "Didn't you just say you want to make friends with them friendly?"

"People will change, not to mention my mood~www.readwn.com~ Kara finally put away the sniper rifle, "I changed my mind. The businessman's ability to collect information is much better than you and me. He is in Gerun Oasis. The role played here may be greater than you and I think. Besides, there are still so many bundles of fur on our car to sell, and he happens to be the best candidate. "

Cara jumped out of the car, her grey cloth windbreaker was dyed gray by moonlight and car lights, with a smile on her face, holding a clip-on pistol in her hand, facing the one who was standing with her hand raised. The slightly fat man walked over.

　　 Cassia took off the mask. At this moment, he suddenly remembered Ye Jielin, who was a hundred times worse than Cara.

　　 I really don't know how she is now, the voice drowned in my mind. Cassia got out of the car, suffocating in her heart that she couldn't spit out. For ten days, they didn't even touch the corners of the task, and their emotions were a little disappointed.

　　 "Hello, uncle fat!" Cara walked over kindly, intentionally or unconsciously pointed a gun at David's head, "I am Castine Evelyn, have you heard of the Evelyn family?"

　　 Cassia again mourned for Gustin, who had never spoken.

David’s head has never been clicked so quickly, "Have heard, heard, how could the Grand Duke Evelyn’s family have not heard of it? I did business with your family a few days ago! I also admire the Evelyn family. For a long time, thank you today..."

　　 "That's great!" Kara's smile made David's heart tremble, and the words in his mouth couldn't come out.

So a day later, when it was windy weather, David followed Cassia and the others, and finally came to Gerun Oasis~www.readwn.com~ Welcome to read the latest, fastest and hottest. The serialized works are all at ~www.readwn.com~ For mobile users, please go to read.