Steel Steam and Flame

In the small station, under the bleak lights, the questioning has lasted for nearly an hour. Following the officer were two other people, a thin man, who seemed to be the officer's guard. One is an ordinary looking woman with a sharp face and holding a notepad. The light gray pen in his hand scribbled on it quickly, recording all the conversations that lasted for nearly an hour in detail.

"That's it. The re-listing drove directly from here without stopping at all. It looked a little strange. There were many square cone-shaped fortresses on it, and it seemed that there were some traces of destruction on it." The administrator recalled With a poor memory, although he has recalled many times, the officer in front of him kept asking the same thing, digging into the details.

The officer nodded, and the shadow marks on his face became heavier, as if an iron mask was enveloped there. Without speaking, all the surrounding things fell into silence, becoming quiet, only the sound of the wind surging through, making the place seem a bit dark.

The officer thought for a while, trying to sort out his thoughts and the details of the whole question, to see if he had any omissions. In the end, a stiff smile appeared on his face, like the melt mark on the surface of the steel after heat treatment, without any relaxing factor in it.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The officer said. The thin man behind him and the woman with a sharp face also bent slightly and said thank you.

When the three people left, the administrator realized that his back was already covered with cold sweat.

"Really,,, Really,,,," muttered several times, but after all he did not think of a suitable adjective.

The officer took two of his men and then got into a military tank. The tank was parked outside the small town, and no one found it.

In the car, the sharp-faced woman was still writing something in the notepad, which might be perfecting the final report.

"Tell the other troops to focus on searching the area between this small city and the foot of the mountain. The last person left should have left from there. There is no need to block the road, just send someone to pay attention. The goods are still there. Even if there is a loss, there is no need to calculate at all. The point is to find the main prisoners of the incident and figure out the whole incident.” The officer said that the thin man acted as a liaison officer and used a radio device to communicate. The words of the officer.

"Also," the officer continued unhurriedly, "Those who are waiting at the following stations and are ready to accept the retraining, it is best not to deal with these matters in person. The order and location of the retraining must be used. Some methods should be as concealed as possible. It is not something that can run under the sun, and it can reduce the probability of appearing in people's eyes, so try to reduce it as much as possible."

"Before daybreak, the retraining should pass through a station again. Time is short, so people there must return the retraining to its original state, and the official number on the car will also be spitting and obsolete."

The information was accurately sent out through the radio device, and the teams dealing with different things in different areas everywhere received this communication back and forth.

At the same moment, another team was collecting specific clues along the railway line. They had found a main battlefield after leaving Xuefeng base not long ago, and many empty boats fell down there, and the corpses were not handled much.

At night, they drove on the railroad with a human-powered railcar with a bright flashlight.

"There!" someone yelled, a very observant person, with a strange light in his eyes. Wear beautiful contact lenses, otherwise there should be a pair of bright red cross pupils.

They found a female body again, not far from the railway, lying in the snow, with a special dagger style tactical knife stuck in his head.

"People from the Common Country of Far Seas." The captain of this team recognized it at a glance. He had a lot of exchanges with people from Common Country of Far Seas, and he was proficient in language. "Wrap the body back, especially the tactical knife. It should be possible to find out the owner of this weapon."

The captain thought, the subordinates behind him were searching a large area around him. Soon after, a messy footprint that could not be completely covered by snow in the future was also found, where there was blood spattering.

"Shovel back." The captain gave the order simply. The surrounding area was quickly cleared, and they once again boarded the rickshaw railcar and moved forward towards the endless front of the railway.

It was probably early in the morning, when a little light had already fallen, and the surrounding area was gray, and it was barely possible to see the surroundings. At this moment, they have entered a wilderness, a barren area covered by snow.

An iron plate entered their eyes, and the old butler's face was frozen into a white face, and he was also facing the light blue and light cloud drifting sky~www.ltnovel.com~ His loose eyes opened slightly, as if he had been watching something. .

"Connect to the base and tell the top officer that the body of the old butler has been found."

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It's still not early morning, because it's winter, and you have to wait until the sky is fully lit, usually after 7 or 8 in the morning. Sodar looked at the clock with the hour hand pointing right at four o'clock. He took out a cigarette with body temperature from his arms, took out one and lit it to smoke. The fatigue and depression on his face have also been reduced a lot in the rising smoke.

He is a porter and works as a welder in this station. Every time he did evening work, he would always find a place to sit in his spare time, smoke a few cigarettes, and think about the moment. He is already old, but he has never been to a far place. From birth to this age, the footprints have always been confined to the surrounding small cities. Every time he listened to the conversations of passengers on the train, he had never seen the novel things in the big cities.

Should I go for a walk? It was an interrogative sentence, and Sodar was uncertain. When his thoughts were flying away, he felt something on his sensitive **** sitting on the ground. It was a shock, coming from far away. There should be a train coming into the station, he thought, it's still the kind that is big and heavy.

This can be regarded as his personal secret, a pair of buttocks that have been sitting on the ground all the year round, have feelings for the ground? He often explained his keen perception of the train entering the station.

Sure enough, it took less than a few breaths, and there was a sound of "Lah-ah-ahah" behind him when he dragged his shoes on the ground.

"Sodar, there is a relisting, go and prepare the tools, the stationmaster said that it will be disassembled and repaired, it seems that there is not much time."

"Got it." Sodar sighed, and finally got up after smoking a cigarette.