Steel Steam and Flame

The old housekeeper put his hand on the table, and his fingers interacted. He quietly stared at the blood vessels that swelled up with age. A neat pile of documents were placed next to them, stamped with bright red seals, which had not yet been processed and piles of them.

Immediately he unfolded his hand, the belly of his fingers was still bulging, and his fingers began to tap the tabletop rhythmically, making a "boom" sound. He looked back to the front, looking at the big bronze clock on the wall in front of him, until the second hand was approaching the "twelve" mark on the dial, and then watched the second hand and the minute hand coincide. At this time, the time had completely reached 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the tapping of the fingers stopped.

The old butler stretched out his hand and picked up the receiver, adjusted the frequency to a specific frequency, then pressed the button for communication, and waited quietly in the silent room for the connection.

During the long process, the old housekeeper's face became more gloomy every time the time passed, and finally there was no brilliance on it, as if hiding in the black shadow. He wanted to hang up this application very much, but his body was frozen, and the relationship had reached his age.

"Hey, old housekeeper." The usual voice resounded over there, almost as retelled by a machine, and a faint echo could be heard, as if in a huge empty room.

"Yes, sir..." the old butler quickly responded, with something to say, but he was interrupted on the way.

"Good news? Is the matter over with the goods over?" In a faint questioning tone.

"I have set off on time, but there seems to be a small problem in the middle." The old housekeeper's head was spinning fast, thinking about everything that would not irritate the other party, but could calmly accept the words in the words.

"I don't want to listen to the process, how did it turn out. Going smoothly, or something else? I don't have extra time here."

"The relisting went smoothly, but the time was a little earlier." The old butler said in a calm tone. "It's just that Norentel can't get in touch, and the relisting is also..., maybe because of the weather. The blizzard here has not completely stopped."

"Do you think it's possible? Old housekeeper." There was a mocking laugh from there, and then quickly turned into anger, "Everything is according to my order! What is the consequence of not following the order, you have to be clear!" I will be back in two days, hoping that what comes into my ears will be a perfect good news."

"Yes,,,,"

"Also, tell Norentel, he doesn't have to come back." The communication was hung up here, and a noise came out of the earpiece.

The old butler was still stunned. The sentence "He might not be able to come back" was also stuck in his throat, and there was no chance to say it again.

After thinking about it, the old butler contacted another person.

"Old butler, I haven't seen you for a long time. Didn't follow the commander to the Visaya Fortress?" It was a very majestic man's voice. It should be at the edge of the shooting range. The sound of violent gunfire could be heard, "What's the matter?"

"Someone has to deal with things here, and I can't go away." The butler smiled, hesitated for a moment, "Norentel is dead, I need some manpower."

"Old housekeeper, I'm still busy with things here. I will come over and chat with you later. The gunshots are too loud to hear." The sound over there is really getting smaller and smaller, and the gunshots took over in an instant. All communication spaces.

"About a year ago, I remember that a batch of supplies came to the volcano base, which was close to fifty carriages. Later, there was an accident on the way. It said that there were more than a dozen sections of things that encountered heavy water on the way and all were scrapped. The documents are complete. , The military department didn’t care, and the volcano base didn’t seem to have a detailed record of storage..."

"Old housekeeper," the voice came back again, with a smile, "Here just happens to be training. They are all powerful soldiers. There is no use for their strength. The shooting range is too boring for them. I don't know you. Is there any good place to train them over there."

"Of course I have. Thank you in advance. This is a small matter, and mutual help is also appropriate." The old housekeeper talked to each other again, and then hung up the communication with a gloomy face.

"Huh,,," He always felt something in his chest that he couldn't spit out, and he tapped his fingers on the table again unconsciously. I brought a file and opened it, but none of the letters on it came into my eyes.

He stood up, picked up the cup on the side, and drank the water inside. When putting down the cup, he was already standing in front of the file cabinet beside the table. There is a cassette inside the cabinet, which is very small, it is the kind of concealment that can't be seen unless the cabinet is broken open.

Inside is another pocket-sized communicator, wrapped in anti-static plastic, neatly wrapped, and it hasn't been used since it left the factory. The old butler turned on him and pressed the button. After a while, someone on the other side was connected, but no one spoke, only a faint breathing sound was heard.

"In the coastal area, don’t we have a residence there? Not long, there will be a long holiday here in the military department. I am going to go. You will live there first. Just a few days. It’s okay to hurry up. I will fly. The empty boat passes by, much faster than you, don’t wait for me to arrive, you haven’t passed."

There was no word, then the old butler hung up. He picked up the big briefcase on the desk and put the pocket machine in it. There was a knock on the door, and he clamped the briefcase under his arm, walked over and opened the door. A woman in a military uniform stood there and paid a standard military salute to the old butler.

"Hello sir, I am..."

The old housekeeper waved his hand: "Just lead the way ahead. This time it is an urgent task. I will personally lead the team."

In less than ten minutes, dozens of airboats rose steadily from the airport. The wind was blowing high in the sky, and the empty boat began to shake violently. I wanted to apply for a military airship again, but in the non-war period, even the highest officer of the volcano base needs a series of cumbersome procedures to dispatch, and all documents have to be submitted to the Imperial Military Department for super analysis The machine is stored as an archive. He doesn't have this power at all, and there is no suitable way. The ship that Norenter and the others drove has consumed too much energy to deal with it.

,,,,,,

I am sorting out the processed files. One was set aside separately. He picked up the document and threw it into the shredder, watching it become powdered. As he packed the powder in a bag, someone knocked on the door. There was only a sound, and the door was opened before he responded.

Himia walked in, closed the door, and threw the latest notice in her hand on the table.

"It should be time for vacation in school now." She said, pulling the chair in front of her and sitting down, watching the princess pour the powdered paper in the shredder basket into the bag without any leftover, and then rubbed it. It became a ball and put it in your pants pocket.

"What age is it? Still thinking about this." Bei Qi responded, flattening the swollen trouser pockets.

"It's just an adult woman under fifty." Himia said, "Don't you know that you are tired? One day is about to pass. It feels like living a longer life is also a burden." Indifferent sigh, but eyes are Glancing at the pockets of the pants.

"According to the age of the surgeon, you are still a vigorous young man." Biao picked up the paper that Simia had thrown on the table and looked at it.

"These times are so busy? It was like this before?" After asking two questions in a row, Himia looked at Bei Chi.

"I don’t know. I was a soldier running around on the battlefield in the last war. It was only decades ago that I entered the military school. I didn’t know what happened to the military school. It’s normal.” Bei Qi said, “Those people in the extreme regions are coming back? The time seems to be a little earlier. I thought I would have to wait until after this new year. Manoma is already very confused now, the people above Do you really want to add a little more vitality to this place?"

"I don't know, no matter how chaotic it is, it won't affect their level. It's just us people. Look at the last thing. In their eyes, what is the positioning of the military school?"

I skipped the cumbersome instructions in the middle ~www.ltnovel.com~ and turned the file to the end. It was an attachment. The title reads "Resolution on personnel placement". The beginning is a series of process instructions. Bei Chi naturally ignored it, and finally fixed his gaze on a few lines of words.

"The first batch of personnel totaled 150,000. In view of the loss of students in the military school, the idle dormitories were used to house these personnel." Himia said, "This document talks about such an important matter. , Give the result in one week."

"Simple things, just hand it over to the super-analyzer to allocate it yourself, a small calculation that takes less than a minute." Bei Qi didn't care.

"It's so simple to deal with, maybe the military school is a bit more lively than the Manoma in the New Year." Ximia didn't understand the meaning of Biao, "Be serious!"

"Don't worry, the dormitory of the military school is mostly vacant all year round." Bei Qi didn't take it seriously. "But our own detention building has more empty space inside. Will the space there be insufficient? The question is completely Don't think about it. Just stuff someone inside, and no one can beat you."

Himia smiled and shook her head, unable to speak for a while.

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