Steel Steam and Flame

The task introduced after reading the two pieces of paper is indeed the same as what Bo Qi told him at the beginning. It is very simple. It is a smuggling incident involving the dark world. The difficulty rating is the same as that of Doris’s mission. Wait.

　　 Then I looked at the information on other papers, and there was nothing worthy of special attention. Cassia folded them up again and put them aside. After the pen in his hand paused on one side of the draft paper, he determined what basic things he needed, and classified them one by one in the application. Above the table.

　　 It was already the next morning when the form was delivered.

　　 The biological clock was completely disrupted because of treatment in the hospital. Cassia got up today because of the small alarm clock in the dormitory. He woke up very early, and he didn't have any sleepiness at all. He was in a daze before the alarm clock went off, feeling sleepy but unable to sleep. When the alarm clock sounded on time, the drowsiness was also torn apart in the sound of the alarm bell, turning into quicksand running between the fingers, disappearing without a trace.

　　 The air in the early morning is very cold, and the sky is no longer white as before. Cloud shadows began to condense in the clear sky, and the color of the Blanco Mountains became deeper and deeper.

　　 When I woke up so early in the ward yesterday, the street lights were all turned off. But at the same time today, the street lights are full of energy. They are soldiers who have straightened their spine, standing on the side of the road and emitting soft light.

　　 The season seems to be completely different in less than one night.

　　On the way back from the logistics department, Cassia walked through the training range, went in and asked for a revolver and dozens of bullets.

　　'S renewal rate is getting faster and faster, but the habit of using firearms is still well preserved in the memory of the body, and now there is no feeling of strangeness. Only the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke made people feel a little nostalgic. The speed of firing could not be increased anymore, but the speed of changing bullets increased by another step.

　　 Entering the late stage of the first stage of the operation, the explosive power of power speed has more than doubled, which makes Cassia feel a lot. In addition, I have undergone surgery to replace the main nerves in the body, and the speed of reaction and command transmission is better than before. The overall foundation has improved tremendously. As long as Cassia is given a few days to be familiar with it, he thinks he should be able to understand all the functions of this "new body".

　　 But I can’t get happy. After Doris’s mission, I’ve seen someone like Sevina, and after hearing what she said at the time, Cassia’s understanding of surgery is also getting better.

　　 After thousands of years of accumulation and development, and under the development of Avalon's unknown generations of scientists, as one of the pillars of the empire, Cassia admitted that he had really underestimated him before. However, the advanced theoretical knowledge about surgery, as well as the pneumatic weapons that have been seen in Nuorida’s mission, these advanced theoretical courses are all stuck here by the military school, and I have not given it to my own group of students. Signs.

　　 Cassia believes that it is only the recipient of the surgery, and indeed does not have the right and qualification to know the truth of these things. In addition to playing guns more proficiently, they now have an absolute advantage over ordinary soldiers in the basic physical qualities of power, speed, and response. But they are essentially little guys who haven't grown up yet.

　　 A few days before the mission was enough time for Cassia to review all the training programs he had done in the past from beginning to end, allowing his body to regain the familiar feeling of the past. On the eve of the mission, he took back the equipment he applied for, and Cassia holding them back attracted the attention of most people on the trail.

　　 Cassia returned to his dormitory amidst the discussion, and did not forget to look at the moss on the stone platform when he went up the stairs. In less than a day, they have undergone tremendous changes just like the sky above the head separated by a glass curtain.

　　 Today, they seem to be plants planted in the wrong place. Not only are they lacking energy, they are also deprived of the bluish green that was still there yesterday, and they are stained with withered yellow that will never change. Just as people’s illusions about immortality are bizarre, but when they think of death, they can maintain an amazing consistency in different regions, different times, and different countries. The same goes for the withered yellow, which is never new and will never change, but for most plants, it is the deadliest.

After returning to the dormitory, he checked the equipment again, and Cassia put them aside as a spare tomorrow.

　　Because it has been a few days late, Cassia is now no longer worrying about time issues. He is not a single-player mission, but an eight-person team. The situation is the same as the first mission. There is no list of players and no contact information for the mission. After going to the initial mission location, the mission can only be done by himself. Up.

　　 Cassia likes to rub her hair when she is troubled. She only cut short hair that is definitely not very long a few days ago. Now she can only feel a piercing sensation with her hand rubbing it. It's not very comfortable, but it also makes people want to let go.

　　 Rubbing his head also failed to solve the worries about the task. Cassia poured a glass of warm water to drink, read a few pages of the book, and fiddled with the new revolver he brought for a while, and there were not many blue and silver bullets. Finally seeing that the time was almost there, he lay on the bed and turned off the light, looking at the pattern on the ceiling in the dark ~www.ltnovel.com~ and fell asleep without knowing it.

　　 Woke up the next day and no longer needed the help of an alarm clock. Cassia put on the equipment, made sure there were no omissions before leaving, and went to the parking lot of the military school.

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　　 The one that took Cassia in the past was a general-purpose off-road chariot, full of power, and the sound of steam-driven gear movement was also delicate and smooth, very pleasing to the ear, and there was no noise. It is a very good vehicle.

　　The door panel is very thick and forged with alloy. The tires are produced by the Weber Company, which has a strong grip and has a striking bullet-like logo. There were only two people, Cassia and the driver, and some necessary supplies on the back seat of the car. There should have been a .50 heavy machine gun on this general purpose tank, but because it is a vehicle for picking up people, there is a lot of time to run in places with many people, so the heavy machine gun was used a long time ago. It was all demolished. Otherwise, appearing in the place where ordinary people converge with that hideous appearance, especially Manomari, which is the capital of the empire, will indeed cause a lot of commotion.

　　 With this caliber and power, an ordinary bullet can bombard an enemy in half. And all general-purpose firearms of the Empire can be equipped with platinum bullets. Therefore, in some battles, the 500-point heavy machine gun also acts as a small dumb artillery. A bullet from a bullet supply box can pierce a tank into scrap metal piled up in a garbage dump.

　　 But now it has been dismantled, and the place where the bullet boxes are stored has been changed to a suitcase, which contains Cassia’s luggage. (To be continued.)