Steel Steam and Flame

　　The power caused by the air pressure difference is much larger than Cassia expected. He quickly stabilized his body and looked at the huge truck heading towards them with the uncle driver. The potholes on the ground cannot be a problem at all in front of its tires. The crushed and splashed stones seem to be comparable to ordinary bullets.

　　 Cassia and the others immediately hid their bodies into the range that the off-road vehicle could block, and felt the pressure of the wind.

　　 The front of the car is already in front, and the moment it drove past, the light decreased stepwise. The feeling of bright surroundings dimmed in an instant, and the sky was completely obscured by the huge body of the truck, leaving only a line like a small off-white note lying between the truck and the cliff, as if looking up inside a rectangular dry well. Looking up at the sky.

　　 The body is covered with mud and stains. It seemed that it had been a rain of lubricating oil at a certain time in front that they could be covered with their marks everywhere on such a huge truck. The dark and slippery feeling was very strong, and the suffocating smell of being heated caused both Cassia and the driver to move their noses.

　　 The driver's seat of the truck is tall and big, and the position is right above the front wheel. On the side of the car door, there is a logo that Cassia has never seen before. They are three circles interlaced in the direction of a regular triangle. They are red, yellow and blue. The interlaced place is like a palette, the colors that should appear after the colors are superimposed, just like a color table. In the eyes that quickly look past, only they are still kept clean, and the rest is either covered by lubricating oil stained with countless dust, or there is yellow mud dried on it, one by one, wet or cracked, the same car There are different states in the car.

　　 His eyes continued to patrol the truck, and both the eyes of Cassia and the middle-aged uncle appeared solemnly.

　　 Most of the window glass next to the driver's seat was broken, and the remaining half was also densely cracked like a cobweb. There were blood stains that were not yet thirsty, and it was flowing down the steel door panel.

　　 The sturdy and thick door panel is also incomplete. There are several eye-catching holes on it, which are very smooth and reminiscent of a heavy sniper rifle at a glance. There are also large and small bulges and depressions on the back of the cargo box. There are obvious flame burn marks at the edges, and obvious collision marks at the center. The steel there is like a blooming flower. Bright essential color. Above that, dozens of heavy sniper rifle bullets penetrated through oblique circular holes.

　　 The huge truck rushed out in front of Cassia and them in an instant. After the front steering wheel deflected for a small arc, the subsequent actions stopped. And this arc is completely insufficient for such a huge truck to drive through the big bend ahead.

　　 With a rumbling sound, the car body rushed away from the wreckage of the protective fence that had long been decayed and disconnected, and drove towards the big ravine on the side of the road.

　　 Along the way, several twisted and twisted old trees on a gentle **** were uprooted, and the momentum of the giant truck was not weakened. There were a few fresh soil impressions on the hillside, and more of them were broken rocks. They were smashed away by the huge force carried by the truck. With the truck as the center, they gathered into an irresistible torrent, and finally all fell into the ravine down the hillside with a strong impact.

　　Looking at the large parts of the truck that had fallen down because of the rolling over halfway, Cassia and the driver uncle looked at each other, and both saw the surprise and doubt in their eyes.

　　 "Look, there are corpses falling from the cab. The wound should be completely broken from the chest."

　　 Cassia followed the driver's fingers and looked at it. It wasn't a half of a corpse. It should only be regarded as the part of the head connecting the neck and the collarbone. There is no painful expression on his face, and he still maintains a normal look.

"It was a sniper rifle that was fatal." Cassia said, "I encountered an attack on the way here. Perhaps the driver was also seriously injured. On the way to escape, he barely managed to stop here. In the end, he died because of his injuries. ."

　　 "So this huge truck just lost control in front of you and me and fell into the ravine." The driver uncle took a look at the place where the steam was rising at the moment, "Is it because of the cargo in the truck? But listening to the sound of the truck, there should be

It's an empty container, and it's not pulling any goods. And the identity of the truck is a bit sensitive. Even if the situation in this area is a bit special, it doesn't happen. "

　　 The middle-aged uncle touched his clean-shaven cheeks, as if he was checking there for any hard beard scum that had grown quickly.

　　 "Do you want to go down and take a look?" He asked, looking at the crashed truck that Cassia had been watching.

"No, there are tasks. Although it is not in a hurry, it has nothing to do with irrelevant things. Even if I just go down and check it, I don't think it is appropriate." Cassia sat back in his seat and replied, and tied it completely. Bring a sign that the driver can leave.

　　 are both curious, but both of them hold it in their hearts very well.

　　The off-road vehicle quickly drove out of the area where the giant truck fell and went into the deeper mountains ahead. A sparse grove appeared along the way, and the trees seemed to be lacking in nutrients ~www.ltnovel.com~, neither high nor strong. The leaves above were washed by rain, but they also looked dull and listless. Probably because the sky is mostly occupied by cirrus clouds, there is no extra light to shine down. Perhaps because of the unique climate between these mountains. The tall continuous mountain peaks are almost two blocked walls, making the area between them a closed space, and the climate is somewhat different from the outside area.

　　 "Sure enough, I am still curious about what happened to that huge truck." The driver uncle suddenly exclaimed.

　　 On the muddy road ahead, there were a few clear and huge tire marks that the truck passed by, crushing puddles on the road, and mud splashing on the side of the split rock, spreading a large area. Cassia and his car are now driving on such a complete tire mark, and the width of the body is not as wide as the tire of that big truck.

"It won't be a good thing." Cassia said, "Look at the bullet holes left by the heavy sniper rifles. The inclination is all within a range. It won't be left by a sniper. At least four to five. The snipers attacked the truck at the same time. Those people were all heading towards the truck prepared."

The driver's uncle laughed, "I don't know much about these, but the truck should be used to transport heavy goods. Because the tires have obviously been modified. I have seen similar models in school, and the tires are not as thick as it should be. It was prepared to adapt to the road conditions here. And you should have seen the sign on the truck door, right?"

　　 "Those three circles of different colors interlaced with each other?" (To be continued.)