Steel Steam and Flame

"Okay, I got it. The update is the fastest." The man named Riel replied. He was smoking a cigarette just now. At this moment, he was reminded that he could only take a hard puff and it was already burning. Half of the smoke quickly burned to a position close to his mouth under his huge lung capacity, and he threw it aside directly. This is a cigarette without a filter. He doesn't need that if he pursues enjoyment. The original flavor is best for him. Then a foot wearing high-bang brown boots reached into his field of vision, helping step on the smoke. Riel glanced at it without making any indication.

　　 Inhaled the smoke deeply into his lungs. While exhaling, Riel stood up from the big rock on the side of the mountain he was leaning against, and at the same time he held an assault gun in his arms.

　　 "I've been here for a few days. I finally have to come back when I go back to gather." He exclaimed, "What, if there is no train, there will be other things coming?"

　　 "I don't know, it's just the voice telling me this. It is indeed the sound of steel wheels rubbing against the rails, but it is slightly different from the train, and it feels softer." The voice replied again, a female voice. Riel looked at the speaker, and the woman holding the sniper rifle was now lying straight on the ground, her whole body tightening in a louder and louder voice.

Perhaps because of the existence of a sniper, the breath is gradually disappearing intentionally or unintentionally, because when Riel looked at the woman’s stray silver hair, she could not be noticed from her back as a breath. And the required ups and downs came.

　　 The sniper rifle was also held tightly in the woman's hand. It was a different style from the standard sniper rifle. The barrel was very long, far exceeding the general standard. Underneath is a triangular frame for support. The optical sight used for sniper is also of mismatched length. From the appearance, it can be seen from the accuracy of polishing that the standard of workmanship is above the top.

　　 The fingers that pressed the trigger also looked a little slender, the color was very white, the same color as the pretty facial features of women. She gently moved her face close to the position of the optical sniper scope, staring at the end of the railway line in the magnified world. At the same time, based on the experience after learning, she slowly moved through the touch of her eyes and skin, as well as her extremely sensitive ears. My own perception radiated.

"It may be a human-powered railcar. It used to be mostly used to overhaul railway vehicles, if it weren't for the military trains of the Saint Dorag Empire. And this railway line is about to usher in the time for refurbishment." The other looked a little gloomy. At this time, the voice of lack of confidence sounded around the two of them. I always felt a little out of place, and not commensurate with the current situation, and the suddenly impatient and unfriendly atmosphere in the air strongly informed this.

"Frere, it might be better for you to keep your communicator at ease. You know, at this time, Bebela needs a quiet environment to concentrate." Riel never looked at it. The person who helped him step on the cigarette **** in the past, he arched lazily and came to Baibeila, picked up the telescope around his waist and looked at the same place.

　　Babela didn't respond to Frey's words, as if he and Riel deliberately did it. Regardless of their tone or attitude, the two of them were not very interested in Frey, who was sitting next to the communicator in the corner of this small platform. Call it alienation or deliberate neglect, it seems to work. Something that has been floating in the air illustrates this point.

　　 Frey is probably used to the two people's approach, come on, and there is no obvious reaction to the two people's words and attitudes. He then closed his mouth, the one that was tightly closed, as if his lips were no longer soft, like a door that had been locked several times, fearing that something terrible would run out of it when suddenly opened.

　　 In the end, he just pushed the black thin metal glasses on the bridge of his nose, with a pair of thin lenses on it, and his gaze also shifted to the railway line. There was no more extra action.

　　 Although Baibeila did not return to Frey's words, she had already remembered the words "manpower railcar" in her heart. The sensitive ears seem to be inconsistent with her own reserves of knowledge. Seeing the rails, apart from thinking of various functions and different types of trains, she could not expect anything else to come.

"I came here to read some information about the Saint Dorag Empire. I couldn't think of it in time. It was also the responsibility of those faculty members who were not able to prepare. It has nothing to do with me." Baibeila was not her heart On the surface, the attention is highly concentrated, "Basically, it doesn't affect the knowledge of anything. I know it now, and I won't forget it in the future."

　　 It seems that he doesn't have a good eye for Frey. When Baibera was thinking about this, Lier Dafan on the side had the same idea. It's just that the relationship between the two people may be due to etiquette? Did not say it.

　　 The sound of "cang bang" reverberating in the mountains gradually became louder at this moment. On the section of railway that was blocked by mountains and tall old trees ~ www.ltnovel.com~ things seemed to be running fast. The rickshaw railcars known to Bebela cannot overlap.

"Could it be that Frey was wrong?" Attention has not calmed down since just now, "Sure enough, it was just the lowly guy who said nonsense." A feeling of relief appeared on Beira's body, some pressure In her mind, the things that made her feel uncomfortable disappeared quickly, but her attention became easier to concentrate, and the perceptual network that radiated became more stable.

　　 The sound waves converted from noise are captured by Bebela’s ears and almost become regular waves in the air that can be drawn with a brush. The source of the sound was about to appear at the end of their sight, and she also completely held her breath at this time, hoping to keep any perception that it radiated and not easily fluctuate.

　　 Riel and Frey in the corner, based on the sound judgment, also put away the breath of the body at this time, making themselves as similar as possible to the surrounding natural inorganic bodies. These are required courses no matter where they are. Although they think that the upcoming people largely do not need them to do so.

　　 Just hide well on the platform of this mountain and make some camouflage on the surface of the body to make it the same color as the surrounding scenery. This preparation can cope with many occasions. Near the front base of the Saint Dorag Empire, almost no one can spot them. Relying on this kind of disguise that is very simple for them, coupled with their own strength and quality far higher than ordinary people, and following the principle of changing places after a sniper shot, they have hunted and killed many people recently. rw