Steel Steam and Flame

The dark red long sword stood in front of Frangli's father, making an exaggerated sound, as if it echoed in the underground square like the wind. The two different swords collided, and the friction produced a harsh, sharp sound. The thick red light casts unnatural shadows on their faces, and the black also contains an indelible red color, which is no different from dry blood.

"You are instigating a war between the Saint Royal Hall and several giant companies. Don't expect to kill us all here tonight. You can cover up everything with a fire. The headquarters has already passed the special I know it frequently, someone on your side must come out to explain this matter!" Franti’s father yelled in front of the old man, "We are all prepared, and it’s not just you who are aware of the signs in advance. The plan tonight is after all. It will fail. You don't want to get anything."

"This is not a provocation, but it has already started. I always thought it was just a little trouble, but you guys."

A buzzer sounded from the train control station beside him, suddenly breaking the conversation between the two. The red warning light seems to have been injected with new fuel, and the flashing frequency has doubled.

"You have a good son!" The old man showed anger on his face, carrying a pneumatic sword and slashing to Frangli's father.

"Thank you for the compliment." Frangli's father smiled sarcastically, blocking the incoming attack. The strength of the two is almost equal, and no one can take advantage of it in a short time.

The stationary freight train on the railroad tracks began to move, and the chaotic railway system was restored to normal because it was destroyed. The huge and connected train car body is driven by the steam towards those exits. The crowded trains are leaving here orderly under the management of the program, and one by one is swallowed by the dark tunnel entrance. They are very orderly and are making way for a certain train that is stuck in the middle of the train to lead to the railway line on the ground.

The speed is very slow, and it takes several times longer than normal trains to start a freight train full of goods. Now they are in the same condition as squirming caterpillars looking for food, but they smell the food. There is still a long time to get close to the food.

"The train control center building." Cassia squinted and said, the red light of the warning light has the effect of penetrating the flying smoke. The floor that was built is the only quiet place now. "Franli and Sheila are likely to be there. We are going over, and things here have nothing to do with us."

The distance to the small building is less than 100 meters. They were very cautious, but they were still spotted on the way. There are too many people here, as long as you pay a little attention to the edge of the wall, you can see the three of them hunched over to the control floor.

Several chariots turned and rushed towards them, and the firepower of the heavy machine guns on their vehicles exploded long muzzle flames before they even locked them. The bullet chain was quickly swallowed by the machine gun, and the golden bullet shells were thrown off the tank one by one, and they were stained with chaotic colors by the lights on all sides.

"Tire!" Cassia yelled. He pressed the trigger, and a faint light came out of the muzzle of the short machine gun. A bunch of small bullet shells were squeezed out of the gun body. Before the sound hits the ground, the bullet has already met the tank halfway through.

But the effect is beyond mention. There is a thick steel plate specially designed for bulletproof to protect the gunmen. When the bullet hits it, it can only make a "bouncing" sound, and the sparks from the friction are brilliant. But except for the wisps of white marks, it can't create any effective lethality.

The glass in front of the cab is also dedicated to bulletproof. The strength is not better than the steel plate, and there are tiny cracks hit by bullets on it, and the lines that follow the bullets to attack the past are connected together. A bullet from a magazine was finished in less than one and a half seconds, and the glass had no sign of breaking.

The quality of the tanks is much better than what is sold on the market, and the short machine guns in the hands of Cassia and Linna are useless here. Shuraka shot the machine gun he picked up in his hand with his excellent shooting ability. The three chariots that came here all had their tires blown out on the way. The driver was trying his best to rest and adjust the direction of the tank that had suddenly lost control, but then a bullet had penetrated the bulletproof glass with great momentum. As the bullet penetrated the entire tank, it incidentally pierced his head.

The chariot ran away and crashed into the cargo box that was overturned. The three men with heavy machine guns were about to turn the gun heads. After the bullet-proof steel plates were exposed, their bodies were baptized by bullets. The blood canopy was like thick fog, and all their bodies lost their power were spread on the tank.

"What is that, special ammunition?" Linna did not forget to ask Cassia on the way. The ammunition was not like a large-caliber platinum bullet, but it was so powerful that she saw such a bullet for the first time. They were less than seventy or eighty meters away from the control center entrance, and the three of them rushed in within two or three seconds.

"It's just a little special ammunition. I've heard of acid platinum gunpowder that sacrifices stability for power. The same reason." Cassia did not tell the blue silver bullet. Although it is not a secret thing, there will be an explanation next. Now, the corpse lying on the ground not far from the door in the eyes, could not allow them to think about other things.

A soft, dim shadow was cast on the corpse, and the deceased's face still retained a stiff and painful expression. There are two bodies wearing white dresses, very attractive eyes, and they are both young faces.

"It should be Francy who restored the railway system." Cassia walked over and looked at the injuries on the bodies of the two holy emissaries. The bones in his chest were all shattered, and one of the skulls was also collapsed. The upper muscles seemed to be twisted after death, "They should still be in the control room now, but it does not rule out the possibility that they have left."

He looked at Linna and urged: "We have to speed up a little bit. They might get on that train and leave here. There are important goods for their transaction on it."

"Are you really going to find Francois?" Shu Laika stood still and did not follow Cassia and the others. The shadow of a person was quickly stretched under the light, and the soft shadow of the body was cast. Connected into one piece.

The deserted light separated him from Cassia and Linna. Because of the angle, Cassia could only see a faint glare on the sculpturally immovable face of Shulaika.

"Because there are things that have to be done, we came here for this purpose before we didn't know the task." Cassia said, "Mr. Shureka, you can hide in a train and leave here. Plan the future. The people in the Saint Royal Hall are sweeping the entire Black Fort. These trains that leave will be imagined by them. Please be careful. I hope I can see you again in the military school soon."

"Thank you, and wish you good luck." Shulaka felt hot on his face, but on the other hand, the powerlessness he had faced with Francis in his heart was also reminding him not to follow him rashly. There is no Iyetta in front of him. Carrying on, the strength of a few of them really did not pose an effective threat to Frangli.

Shureka watched Cassia and Linna disappear in the corner of the long corridor, and breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. He clasped his gun close to the wall~www.ltnovel.com~ drew a sharp tactical knife from the corpse and used it as a mirror to look at the outside situation from the window, looking for the best route to those trains.

The situation outside was still very chaotic. The number of people in the Saint Emperor's Hall increased a lot at this time, and many people came down on the ground to support them, all of whom were powerful surgeons. The number and strength of the people of the Imperial Mineral Resources Company and the Three Primary Color Group are suppressed, and it is only a matter of time before they retreat. The people of the Webley Company were among them, squeezing to the side of the underground square, standing there like old goods piled up in dust. They didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter, or that their respective upper-levels had already discussed with each other before the operation started.

Several starting trains are printed on the knife surface, very close to the control center building, it is not bad to say that the achievements are nearby. The shortest distance is only tens of meters, and there is only a platform for loading goods in the middle. Shureka saw several carriages erected above the underground square, one of which was horizontally between the control center building and the railway. Just climb on the steel frame that supports the building not far away, jump on the wide beam of the car, and get on a starting train in a matter of seconds.

Shureka had finalized his idea, and in the next moment he had already calculated the route and time. He inserted the tactical knife into his trouser pocket, thinking that it might be useful later. Standing up with the gun in his hand, he discovered that four people's shadows were projected on the snow-white wall stained with splashes of blood in front of him. (To be continued.)