Steel Steam and Flame

"Yes." The driver said, "It was not like this when I came here before. At that time, the situation was still restrained. Everyone was not as open as they are now. They are very cautious, but now I can't keep up with Brino. Has changed."

While talking, the vehicle got into the surrounding convoy while it was still decelerating. The sound of the truck's wind and the huge roar of the engine were in Cassia's ears. The air was full of lubricating oil and the special smell of unused firearms.

Entering the large army of vehicles, all the vehicles slowed down, and many people on the large trucks opened their welded sunroofs and climbed out to let them breathe. Stuck in the cargo box, smelling the smell of lubricating oil and engine oil that is no longer felt to them, it will make people feel stuffy inside and feel uncomfortable over time.

Looking at these people who came out to get the wind in the past, through the different styles and thickness of their clothes, you can tell that they are from different regions of the empire. There was a bullet chain wrapped around her body, and there was a long string of gold glittering under the line of street lights and surrounding car lights. There are also different pistols around the waist, but even if the models are different, they still have almost the same thing in common, that is, the caliber is surprisingly large.

The bullet exceeds the caliber of one point zero, and there is no craftsmanship for extinguishing flames on the muzzle, and the appearance is mainly rough and savage.

"Except for the aboriginal people who have developed over the past few decades, there is no one who lives in Brinori who does not walk in the dark world." The driver uncle explained, "In the dark world, money can solve almost everything. In addition, another thing that can simplify things is the gun they carry. So shocking the enemy in the appearance of the gun is also a common technique in that world. Of course, this meaning is for people like them In other words, people of your background may be completely different from them, and they will have a different style of behavior. The concepts of the two and the environment in which they are located are different. The residents there are also armed with guns, perhaps It is possible to put bombs and bottles under the counter of a hotel at the same time. Just like reading and writing when you were young, the use of firearms is a skill that children must learn as they grow up."

Cassia thoughtfully said that he knew, and continued to observe the surroundings.

It is very close to Brino here, and Cassia and the others, who are still driving slowly on the main road, can already see the lights on a gentle **** ahead under the dark sky. That is the corner of Brino, a gray area that is still growing fast.

The speed of the vehicle's forward movement slowed down, and when the first ray of light broke through the cirrus clouds in the early morning, it was almost stagnant. The surrounding large trucks were already full of people who came out to breathe. They began to complain to the vehicle in front. There were also many people who pulled out their pistols and shot them towards the sky to stir up the atmosphere. Perhaps seeing the buildings built by Brino in a short time ahead, many people began to secrete adrenaline vigorously, and they became very excited.

Someone around brought out a machine gun and tilted the bullet against the sky, blasting the shiny ballistic trajectory under the still dim sky. Several bullet shells hit Cassia's car.

Picking up the shells with remaining warmth, Cassia and the driver uncle looked at each other, and both saw the helpless smiles in their eyes.

"The bullet shell of the light machine gun is loaded with ordinary gunpowder. The craftsmanship is pretty good. In the dark trading, it can be regarded as a finished product above the ordinary standard line." The uncle glanced at the shells and said, "This is the normal state of the gray zone, the law What is basically a piece of waste paper, used to wipe their bottoms, they hate the words on it. The biggest constraint the empire has on them may be to prevent large-scale exchanges of fire between them and random harm to the indigenous residents here. This is also the biggest role of the Tricolor Group and the Imperial Mineral Resources Company. After all, it is ordinary people who are unwilling to use firearms to support the operation of this city."

The vehicle barely moved forward while talking, and the wide road was covered by the white steam slowly rising in a large swath of vehicles quietly. Taking a breath, it was filled with mist of warm and hot water, and there was also cold water vapor, which just made Cassia and the driver uncle, who were a little tired, cheered up.

They were not able to see some buildings on the side of the road until the sky was over. Vehicles began to diverge out of this place where the road was entrenched, and the congested traffic was finally relieved. The front gradually became clearer, and the surrounding area became more light because of the decrease in the number of large trucks.

The more pedestrians go forward, the more pedestrians. There are shops that open early on the roadside. The owners are very enthusiastic, with a morning smile on their faces, selling fresh breakfast food. The scent of food drifted far, stirring the stomach of the person who smelled it. Cassia looked over for a few moments, and saw the hot steam rushing up along the sign in front of the store. The pretty waitress smiled sweetly on the side, and the light mist made her There is a kind of fuzzy beauty in the distance on the face, and it looks plain, quiet and gentle.

If it weren’t for Cassia’s keen eyes to see the pistol under the waitress’s white apron, and the rapid-fire machine gun under the breakfast cupboard~www.ltnovel.com~ and the bullets piled directly on the ground. chain. Otherwise, Cassia would really be attracted to such a scene that he is used to seeing in small towns.

Withdrawing his gaze, Cassia looked at the white-gray sky, laughing in his heart that he was too naive.

Life here seems very peaceful, but it is too simple to destroy such a peaceful life. Every place is a gunpowder barrel, and a single spark can ignite them all.

After walking on a street for a long time, there are still fresh traces of hastily built on the buildings on both sides. The greening of the area is not very good. Bullet craters can be seen everywhere on tree trunks, walls, and the ground. There are too many warheads embedded. On the street, in shops, etc., the cartridge cases can be piled with fresh vegetable leaves, or they can be disposed of as ordinary garbage. The tables and chairs in the roadside store are also full of doorways. They are all made of bullet-proof materials and composite moldings. They look much thicker than ordinary tables and can be directly used as bullet-proof panels in the event of a fire. People throughout the city have adapted to such an environment and found their own way of living in it.

While lamenting these methods and living conditions in their hearts, Cassia and the others went to the center of Brino. But they didn't really reach the center, and they were still in a transition zone, so they found a satisfactory hotel to stay. (To be continued.)