Steel Steam and Flame

There are so many enemies that I can't handle it completely. If something goes wrong on the major's side, Cassia thinks he should run back on his legs. He has nothing to do with the volcano base, all rights are in the military school.

The advancing speed has obviously slowed down, and strong winds and blizzards are the main reasons. Perhaps one's own existence is also one of the factors that drags down the enemy to advance more carefully. Keeping an eye on the front, Cassia circled a number of positions to grasp the latest developments of the enemy.

The enemy re-divided the flanks on both sides in a more detailed squad manner, encircling the major and them. The main force in the middle is still those who have been injured by artillery. They use heavy machine guns and rapid-fire machine guns as their main firepower output. They are advancing in a strict formation little by little, and they can assist and cooperate with each other at a faster speed.

After a short stay, the enemy will not just stop and rest. The commanders have also discussed with each other, they have physical capital to consume, but the major's resistance to the environment is very small, and the equipment assistance is somewhat insufficient due to the snowstorm.

The female sniper also entered the team, and did not follow the team at the beginning and put a cold gun. Cassia felt that the major's side was even more dangerous. The sniper seemed to be only interested in people at the first level of the captain not long ago. Every time he shot, he was directed at several captains and Major Barron. Now she is in the middle of the team, relying on her pair of sharp eyes, the dull perception of ordinary soldiers, and there is no chance to avoid that sniper rifle.

There was another man beside the woman, who seemed to be protecting him. He looked normal and his body was not outstanding. But the threat cannot be ignored. It was someone who rushed back to the team not long ago, and naturally has several levels of strength.

As time waited, he slowly moved forward towards eleven o'clock. The enemies fired modified flares one by one at the surrounding trees. The long-burning flames made the blind spots in the woods slowly disappear.

Considering the distance, it should be the place where Major Barron and the others were staying not far in front, and the gunshots were about to sound. Cassia briskly climbed the ancient tree and advanced through the staggered branches. But the weight is a bit bad, and his flexible body has not turned him into an ape-like creature. Hiding in the big tree actually limited his own agility.

Picking up the flames, Cassia gently placed his eyes and the gun's quasi-centre on a line, and covered an enemy's head through the heavy tree trunk. The surrounding terrain has been recorded in his head, and he will change positions after a shot. Under his calculation, the connection time can be kept within a few seconds.

When his ears were released, Cassia began to artificially filter the surrounding wind and leaf friction, focusing only on the enemy in front, waiting for the start of the battle between the two sides, and then silently sneer in the rear. In addition to firing the revolver, the fireball's burst shot is the one he practiced most, and he has great confidence in accuracy.

"Something went wrong?" Cassia murmured while maintaining the same aiming position for a few minutes. According to the calculated value, the enemy should not be far away from the colonel. With bullets of any type and caliber, personnel on both sides should be completely included in the effective range.

But Cassia did not hear the gunshots, and the advancing speed of the enemy in front was very slow, and it was completely waiting at this moment.

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"Major, the enemy has stopped. It should be the one waiting behind us."

"I know, no one will make fun of their lives. It seems that they still recognize our strength." Major Barron said with a smile, but the people around couldn't be happy. "What we need now is Time, this will also make us more calm."

Speaking of the fluorescent tube that had not been turned on much, he threw it forward, illuminating the darkness that had not seen light for more than a hundred years. Here is the inside of the wreckage of the airship.

"It's a pity that none of these things have been preserved, otherwise our chances of surviving would be much higher." The major exclaimed as he looked at the pile of rusty cannons in front, and there was a thin layer on the ground under the soles. Water, with a layer of mold floating on it. Unaffected by the cold climate on the ground, it reproduces unexpectedly and luxuriantly.

"The air is still flowing, and sometimes I have to sigh how these things are made. It is indeed the airship that fell down when the Xuefeng base was bombed by the enemy a hundred years ago. After so long, the airship itself has been I was buried underground, and my body was covered with many old trees. But the air circulation system in it was still operating, which was surprising enough." The major walked in front with a flashlight, and it was already deep. Inside the airship. Adding the captain who rushed over just now, there were six captains following him.

Others were left in place, assisting several other captains to carry some small-caliber shells and arrange them neatly. After inspection, the shells of these shells were not seriously damaged, and some propellants can be used. Can be used to detonate collectively. The power of the captains is fair, and the huge percussion force is enough to activate the fuze on the front of these shells.

This was their last resort, and the remaining fifty or so veterans did not have the extra energy to march quickly. The enemy fought back and forth again, and there was nowhere to retreat. If the major succeeded, all these jobs would be a warm-up, they thought.

The hard steel blocks of the shells actually made them feel at ease ~ www.ltnovel.com~ hiding in the wreckage of the airship, protected from the cold outside, looking up at the big hole, unexpectedly deep feeling.

The surroundings were brightly illuminated by fluorescent tubes, and many people randomly found a spot on the cannonball, either sitting or lying down, panting. After uncovering the mask, I found that many people's cheeks and lips were blue-purple, and they had cracked holes. But the cold reduces the pain of these wounds to another extent.

Because of the nervousness and the effects of stimulants, I finally rested and felt thirsty. Some people haven't discarded their portable kettles. They wanted to drink water, but all of them were frozen in it and they couldn't be poured out. So I can only climb to the ground through waterfall-like tree roots and ropes, grab some snow and bring it down.

"It's still the same situation. The enemy does not show up, and we will not take the initiative to shoot. The enemy follows behind and can't shake it off. Wait for the major's action." The captain came to the ground and asked the observer who was hiding.

"The poison gas canister is ready, and when there is news from the major, let it go. Regardless of the effect, it is good to interfere with the enemy." He sighed, and took a look around. The darkness surrounded them. . I wanted to escape, but I was afraid of the darkness. I didn't know which direction to go.