Steel steam and flame

There were barely six people seated in the steam limousine, and there were also a lot of things that had to be packed in. David's two daughters' little faces turned red from being squeezed, and Carla sat aside, enjoying the cool breeze, expressionless.

Cassia's modified car must not be on the road, and the other cars were disposed of in advance by David. So the situation became like this. Even though he was sitting in the driver's seat, the surroundings were still full of all kinds of sundries, including necessary clothes, disguised ammunition, and trunk boxes that were full but still couldn't be filled. Part of David's jewelry.

In the past two or three days, David helped Kara and the others collect necessary information while renting a new shop in the new city of Gerun. He was also idle, and wanted to take advantage of this time to take care of his shop and go about his original business with peace of mind.

His wife's clothing store was also put aside by him. Today is the time when he brought his wife and daughter over to see the new store. Kara wanted to come over to help and get acquainted with the real scene of the city. Later she would drive around the city a few times, especially the buildings in the port area. She wanted to be thoroughly familiar with it and prepare for possible battles that might occur there in the future. Best sniper position.

Of course, Cassia had to go to the underground waterway fully armed to confirm the urban legends people said.

Because David's house is in the outer suburbs, the underground waterway below and the one in the city center are two independent systems, because it was a newly built city suburb. As long as there are endless water sources and the energy to transport these water sources, even the desolate desert center can be transformed into a habitable place through the transformation of human technology.

The rise of Gerun Oasis is the best proof.

So if Cassia wanted to go to the underground sewer, she had to run to the central city, which was the original site of Grun City, now called the Old City, and it was right next to the port area. It is home to a large number of poor civilians who were born here, as well as people who fled thousands of miles to seek refuge here.

It can be said that the rapid decline of Gerun City is inseparable from the people who fled for refuge. The germs of decay follow them.

David's shop is large and located in the sub-central area of ​​the city. The place with the largest flow of people, the center of the new city, David did not have the financial resources, so he had to settle for the next best thing and chose this place.

I helped carry the things inside. The interior has been roughly decorated, and the exquisite glass cabinets and silk cushions are all in place. The only thing missing now is the jewelry that is firmly locked in the box.

Then Cassia put on the equipment backstage, and set off with Kara to drive to the port.

He got off the car midway and found a dark alley where a lot of dry household garbage was piled up. Due to the climate, the mold was obvious and the smell could be smelled from a distance.

His target appeared at the end, which was the entrance to the underground sewer welded shut with steel bars, already covered with red rust. Cassia pulled hard with both hands. The strength was much weaker than he imagined. The rust had penetrated into the steel. Compared with the newly built urban areas, too many things here were in a state of abandonment.

There was no one around, and even steam locomotives rarely appeared in front of the alley. There was only a black cat on the eaves, basking in the sunlight blocked by the broken clouds. It stretched its head and looked through its eyes with two pupils erected in a straight line. A man in black clothes and carrying various tools disappeared into a dark hole, and then the rusty steel cover was put back into place. It moved its tail and continued to bask in the sun.

There are actually lights installed in the underground sewer, but it has been nearly twenty years old and has been turned into a tooth-grinding thing by the rats in it.

Cassia opened the miner's hat on her head, and the yellow light illuminated a small area in front of her. There was flowing sewage under her feet. Although the air was circulating, there were still various smells mixed inside, which could not be explained. Taste of white.

The darkness here seems to be closing from both sides like two gates at any time, and the sound of slight footsteps and footsteps in the sewage flow through the water channels that are large and small. The early construction was so rough that some parts of the underground waterway had begun to peel off the lime cement-pasted walls, revealing the mottled black soil inside. What's more, there is a row of mouse holes of different sizes at the heel of the semicircular waterway. They are like eyes clustered in the dark night, watching everyone who has passed through here.

Holding the layout plan of the underground waterway in one hand, and shining another strong flashlight in the other hand, there is another world under this city where emptiness and dullness coexist, like the other side that can never be seen in the mirror, which seems to have swallowed up too many cities. negative things in it.

For example, the two withered bones at Cassia's feet, each with several bullet holes in their skulls that were soaked black by sewage, seemed to have been used as a temporary resting place by a strong mouse. Their dark eyes were stained with black moisture. The stained fur shimmered in the light. By the way, rats and cockroaches don't coexist here as Cassia thought. Because all cockroaches have become the most delicious food in the mouse's mouth.

And the rats here are surprisingly not afraid of people.

Because the intruder is Cassia himself? This is rat territory.

Or maybe they are used to seeing this giant creature that shines and walks on two legs.

Cassia is more inclined to the latter.

The waterway ahead turned a sudden corner. Cassia lowered his head and glanced at the drawing in his hand. So far, the directions of all waterways are not much different from the lines marked on the drawing.

As soon as he turned around, subtle footsteps sounded in front of him, and several lights shone at the same time.

The two parties were immediately at war with each other, but it wasn't until they saw each other's harmless faces clearly that Cassia and the three people opposite him nodded at the same time before putting down the pistols they had raised. After all, not the majority of people like to shoot.

"Brother, are you here to find urban legends too?" This was a local accent, and he looked like he was someone coming from the port and old city to try his luck.

Cassia nodded. The makeup on his face made him look like a simple and honest man who did hard work and then came down to try his luck. Although carrying a gun was inconsistent with such a temperament, it did not affect the first impression of his face. Give people a good impression.

"There's no need to go there, it's been blocked by Flos' people." They said as they watched Cassia pass by them and want to take the way they came, "Someone took away a workshop in Flos. , his people are going crazy in that area, and many brothers who were there today have been affected and taken bullets."

Several people kindly reminded me.

"Don't listen to those people's nonsense about finding a mine tunnel that was sealed more than 20 years ago, and you don't know who released the news. A large number of people were killed in just one day. The bodies of the people killed by Flos's men have been piled up in several piles, and now even the rats are chasing there." Several people felt a little aggrieved.

"That's where we came from. Fortunately, we ran fast, otherwise we would have been lying there." The three of them walked away, but Cassia didn't seem to hear them, and kept walking in with her head down.

"Hey, brother, hey,,,,,,," a call came from the light behind.

"Forget it, it's not like I haven't encountered this kind of person along the way. Let's go, it's time to go back, so as not to get any bad luck." Some people on the side were advising, while others sighed.

But Cassia could no longer hear it, and the sound began to become blurry due to the structure of the waterway about ten meters away.

"Is it that Li's side has already started taking action?" Cassia walked along, thinking about what the three people reminded him, "Or are they just other student groups executing their plans and starting to eliminate the effective forces of their targets?"

There are still four days left before the meeting with Feston for the transaction. He doesn't know if the "Floss" mentioned by the well-intentioned three people just now is the target of some of the teams, but the "mine tunnel" they are talking about is Cassia. Want to find something.

It seemed that he had to go there. Cassia looked at the mechanical watch in her hand, which pointed to 8:30 pm.

"I also have a high-energy meal with me. It's not too late to come out in the early morning. I also have the key to David's shop." Cassia looked at the things on her body and slowly and quietly sneaked in the direction the three of them said.

,,,,,,

It was still the same small room, with the windows sealed tightly with black cloth. The light from the lime lamp inside couldn't escape, and the light from outside couldn't pollute the inside.

Beside the oak table were boxes full of bullets, pistols, muskets, and revolvers. There was a heavy machine gun lying there quietly next to it.

The difference is that there are people sitting at the round table. Five of them went out early in the morning, but now there are only two people sitting here. They are dealing with their wounds and eating meat.

The door was quietly opened at this moment, and a woman came in, her face obviously wearing makeup. She was holding a large cloth bag with brand new clothes in her hand.

"How's it going? Is there any news about the captain?" Crichens was applying disinfectant to the festering wound. In front of him were pieces of rotten flesh that he had removed with a tactical knife.

"There is news, but it's not about the captain." The short-haired woman put the bag aside and sat at the round table. "The thing was discovered as we expected. But because of those who explore urban legends, Because of this, the matter turned out to be bigger than we thought, and the owner of the workshop cared more about the weapons processing workshop than we expected."

The three of them thought of the defender who was also the surgeon, and they had already been reminded of this. Ordinary weapons production workshops don't need his kind of combat power.

"If there is no other entrance, if you want to go down to rescue the captain, you may need to be in a more chaotic situation." The woman continued.

"It's just right. Rudeness and violence are the best accelerants to chaos. We can add a few more fires to them." Crichens re-wrapped his wound with new gauze. "Otherwise, it's so dark down there, I'm afraid the captain won't be able to find him. On the way back.”

The two people beside them smiled and shook their heads: "We will set off after your wounds recover!"