Steel steam and flame

The arms smugglers and Flos may not have thought that things would develop to this point. Things that should have been able to continue fermenting in the underground waterways suddenly saw the hottest and brightest sun at noon without any warning. No one was prepared, including Flos and all those who came to the Gerun Oasis.

But when the matter of exporting was revealed, it was laid out nakedly. If those people want to spend a lot of effort to find another entrance, and it may not be found in a short time, of course they will not make any concessions on this matter.

Flos knew this would happen, so he was ready to fight them to the end from the beginning, without any nonsense. He prepared everything he could. He stayed in Gerun City for almost two years, and the wealth and armed force he accumulated were incomparable to those who rushed here in a hurry.

Even if a person faces dozens of groups of smugglers, he is not very afraid. Since everyone wants to use the weapons in their hands to speak, then everyone is ready to take a shot at any time.

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It was the same time the next day, at eight o'clock, and Kara came and knocked on the door on time.

David and his wife went out early, leaving their two little daughters in the care of the family's old cook. When Cassia was getting ready, Kara was already waiting in the car with a sniper rifle and breakfast prepared by the old chef.

Breakfast was a simple sandwich, filled with ham and vegetable leaves, and a piece of fragrant fried egg. A large quantity was specially prepared for the two of them.

Cassia was responsible for driving, while Kara continued to look at the two drawings she had compiled yesterday. Today, she was going to take a sniper rifle to the chassis of various arms smugglers. She wants to estimate the specific strength and threat level of each smuggler, and create more chaos along the way.

The arms smugglers were not her allies and had no relationship with her. They could just be used as practice toys.

An hour later, Cassia and Carla separated. Just like yesterday, Cassia found a small alley with few people and went into the underground sewer.

It was completely different from the feeling on the ground in the city. When my feet stepped on the damp underground water floor, the feeling of being abandoned by the bright world suddenly became extremely strong. The smell of gunpowder that permeated the surroundings further confirmed Cassia's feeling that the air was cold and without temperature. This is indeed another world with no rules and only running on bullets.

He turned on the overhead miner's lamp and continued walking forward. Today, his purpose was to center on the fire fortress built by Flos, search around it and explore the specific situation of all the terrain and forces around it. He didn't know when the war in the underground waterway would start, so he could only take advantage of the still peaceful period to collect more things that were beneficial to him.

Before he had taken a few steps away, a faint broken light appeared in front of him. There seemed to be something moving in front of the light source, making the already blurry light even more shaky.

The rattling sounds of rats came from the water channel in front, and the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke was so strong that it once overcame the sour smell in the underground water channel. The scene ahead appeared under the dim light. It was a crowd of huge black rats. Their eyes were small but always shining. Their bodies were covered with blood at the moment. Even under Cassia's strong light, they did not show any trace of their eyes. Fearful, the two front paws were leaning against the sharp mouth, and there were traces of bright red fresh flesh in the mouth. Piles of corpses were being eaten by this army of rats.

This was a dense pile of corpses that had been dumped indiscriminately. The blood flowing out had condensed around the corpses. The approximate time of death could be judged in the early morning. They were wearing neater combat uniforms, and the bullet holes that had penetrated the corpses could still be seen on the corpses that had been chewed beyond recognition.

Bullet casings were scattered all over the floor, and the walls of the waterway made of cement and lime were also filled with craters with a diameter of more than ten centimeters. The few remaining lights on the ground were fortunately not broken by the bullets. The electricity stored inside made them Persisted until now.

The rats underfoot were not afraid of humans at all. They were just munching on this feast that fell from the sky. The sound of tearing muscles in their mouths was far more perceptive than the subtle sounds of their teeth.

Stepping on these piles of mice one by one, there is a layer of cushioned corpses underneath. They have a soft touch because they are not completely cold. The cavities in the chest and abdomen make the ground under their feet become as soft as cotton.

The smell of blood can only be felt in the air now.

There were one or two corpses with relatively complete faces in front of them, indicating that they were a team of students. The corpses' eyes were tightly closed, with tears still in the corners of their eyes, and their bodies were being eaten by rats. In addition to the obvious holes in the body made by bullets the size of fists, Cassia, whose vision increased several times, also accidentally discovered another thing in common between the two corpses. That was a glance he glanced at when he lowered his head. It was a trace that should never be discovered, but he saw it despite his good eyesight.

He suppressed his curiosity, violently dispersed the rats around him, and turned on a strong light to make sure that his eyes were not mistaken. It was a small sword mark, about one centimeter long, located in the center of the corpse's heart. There were traces of blood gushing out from the heart along the gap.

Cassia glanced behind him thoughtfully, where was the body he had just stepped on. He stood up and fell back, kicking away the crowded rats and sweeping away a clean area. Under the light, what you can see is a pile of bloody flesh, with bright red meat strands hanging on the white ribs, and the internal organs of some corpses have also been eaten by rats who are not picky eaters. Picking up a firecracker, he spent some time turning over all the corpses that had fallen randomly. At the heart of all the corpses, there was clearly the same sword mark, an extremely thin and sharp sword mark.

These students were not killed by fire bullets, but all died at the hands of the same cold weapon. The cause of their death was sword marks on their chests, and the bullets were added after their deaths.

Cassia left there, while secretly thinking about the person who killed these students. His weapon is most likely a variant of the bayonet, because judging from the wound, it is thinner and longer than the bayonet. Each sword can pierce the entire body whether it is pierced from the chest or sneak attack from the back. The chest is completely penetrated to ensure that the enemy's blood is released more efficiently and the enemy dies faster.

Then when all the twenty or so students were killed by themselves, the people using the bayonet variant picked up the firecrackers they brought on the spot and shot each corpse a second time, also on the wall by the way. Evidence that there had been a fierce exchange of fire here was fabricated.

The rats will help him destroy the last traces left behind, those corpses that actually exist but cannot be destroyed by his own strength. The sword marks will disappear in the mouse's mouth, the only thing needed is enough time.

This shouldn't be an enemy on the surface, because they won't have the time to fake any scenes. They didn't even bother to move the corpses of their comrades. If they were dead, they would be dead. Naturally, there would be countless rats to clean up the battlefield. All they needed to do was kill their enemies simply, quickly, and effectively.

Of course Cassia didn't know who that could be.

He could only be sure of one thing - the use of the bayonet variant was this man's biggest characteristic, because the disguise he made on the corpse was for the purpose of hiding the sword marks.

"Why hide the sword marks?" Cassia said to himself as he walked, "That's because he is also a student here to perform a mission!"