Steel Steam and Flame

It was close to the early hours of the morning, and the temperature had not yet reached the stage of picking up. The retrain is still speeding on the rails, the sound of the wind whistling around it, the steel wheels rolling, the huge weight is turned into vibration, and it is transmitted to the distance through the ground.

There was a person on the roof of the car, wearing a delicate white mask, wearing a bright flashlight, and walking slowly. According to the regulations, they have to come up to inspect the relisting situation at regular intervals, also to see if there are enemies following. The above gave them strict orders, and they must be careful when doing things. This train can no longer encounter any major events. In terms of time, it was a bit late because of the previous reasons.

A very long train takes about half an hour to go back and forth. They were patrolling in groups, and there were no common firearms such as blunderbuss hanging on their bodies, only handguns and special tactical knives that were easier to use. The places to be relisted next are mostly inhabited places, and they must also consider the impact of their own equipment. Although some have that kind of firepower, they are all placed inside the tractor head.

"No. 7 and No. 8, report the situation." A voice came from the communicator. No. 7 keeps his ears close to avoid the interference of wind.

"Everything is normal at the moment, and nothing has happened yet." He replied.

"Let's take a look at the car at the end of the rearrangement. When I went on a patrol, I heard some metal collision sounds. See if it still exists, so that the next station can inform the maintenance personnel there in advance to prepare for maintenance." The captain said, "Please be careful. If you don't need a strong flashlight, try to put it away. There are no extra lights around, you will become a huge target."

"Understand." The call ended here, and the two lights suddenly disappeared afterwards.

Following the footsteps of the two, they soon came to the last few cars. The wind seems to be getting bigger here. The air currents cut by the rearranged body converge here, making a substantial beating sound. Other than that, there seems to be nothing else. The two deliberately stayed here for a while, and simply sat on the roof of the car, catching the metal collision sound of the previous few people in the wind.

No, this is their conclusion. So the two got up and left like this. But only after walking less than one cargo compartment, several heavy collision sounds came out one after another. Immediately afterwards, at the moment they turned their heads, a heavy object fell from the rearrangement, a spark was blown out, and it was immediately submerged in the darkness.

The enemy's offense? Or is there a problem with relisting itself? The two could not make a clear judgment for the time being. They did not see obvious ballistic lines in the dark, nor did they hear the sound of special bullets piercing the air. They are more inclined to relist themselves and have problems.

I wanted to turn on the bright flashlight, but my physical vigilance stopped this idea. Right now, some white moonlight was projected through the thin clouds. After they immediately opened their cross pupils, their eyesight suddenly strengthened, and the surrounding area was not a lonely deep black. At least they can more clearly distinguish the dark rearranged shadows under their feet.

After opening the cross pupils, they felt a different kind of breath, which was extremely strong. Maybe the same kind. Such thoughts appeared in both heads at the same time. But as a surgeon, it can be truly called a creature of the same kind. It seems that besides the surgeon, there is only the second type of creature that is the origin of surgery, the dragon.

Perhaps it is a beast with certain qualities of a dragon. The two of them had already drawn out their pistols, and the specially-made extended tactical knife was also held in their hands. There is indeed a sense of danger that has invaded the territory of beasts, and the beast seems to be lurking next to them, waiting for them to reveal a flaw, it will pounce on their throats.

But in the eyes, nothing was caught for the time being. This beast seemed to be very good at hiding its own figure, making good use of the rearranged huge body as a cover. No. 7 and No. 8 stood on the spot alert for a few seconds, but the steps they originally wanted to advance started to retreat. They felt the threat, because in their perception, the enemy-like beast seemed to be getting closer and closer to them, and the anxious feeling that was getting closer to the throat made them think that it was not a good time to come closer and explore.

Maybe it would be better to report the situation to the tractor head. No.7 thought to himself, and No.8 beside him also agreed with this physically. The body of No. 8 slowed down at this time, blocking in front of No. 7, and his gaze scanned the surroundings smoothly. The thing was right beside them. The hair on his body had received a certain factor in the air, and it was straight. The roots become hard.

No. 7 immediately plugged the tactical knife back, and his hand touched the communicator. The moment he was about to press the button, his back was covered with cold sweat in an instant.

There was something shaking behind him. He took a breath at this moment, and the right hand holding the pistol was gently retracting. The moment he was about to turn around and shoot, he felt that he was entangled in something. It was an extremely hard and sharp thing, like a steel cable with countless sharp barbs. The thing wrapped around his chest, like the action of a poisonous snake when it caught its prey. It was only a little tight. The thin padded jacket on his body and the clothes made of tough materials were all torn apart. Those sharp barbs further pierced through his defenseless skin, scraping away all the flesh and blood in the circle of his chest, directly exposing the white bones.

No. 7 was physically painful. On the one hand, his body was torn, and on the other hand, the steel cable-like thing was so powerful that it was squeezing his chest crazily. The breathing was almost stopped at this moment.

He wanted to shout immediately, because the moment he was entangled by that thing, he found that the number eight in front of him hadn't noticed the situation here. The Eighth still stared at the front, alert for the enemy to attack from in front of him.

Without the power to shout, the next moment, with the sound of broken bones, Number Seven could no longer breathe. He knew that his lungs were destroyed in the squeezing, and it was extremely difficult to make a sound in his throat now. But fortunately, the sound of broken bones was heard by the eighth.

At this moment, the body suddenly turned around, and No. 8 could not care too much. He was also shocked by the sound of broken bones behind him and the strong breath of beasts and sweated out. This shouldn't be the case. They are also elite personnel who have undergone rigorous training and selection. There are not many things that can scare them psychologically. But now, he felt that he was obviously like a child, walking on the road and ran into a wolf with a grinning mouth, and his body was instinctively making him run away.

Regardless of so much, when he turned around, he turned on the bright flashlight. He happened to see what was entangled by the number seven behind him. It was only a moment, but he still saw it. It seemed to be a poisonous snake covered with black scales. Those scales are unusually rough, they are rough without any polishing, and there are slices of sharp burrs on them, which are now deeply pierced into the body of No.7.

The original sturdy chest of No. 7 shrank in half under the entanglement of the black-scaled viper, blood flowed out, and those scales bathed in blood, but they had a smoother and more delicate feeling.

Number 8 fired several shots in an instant, driven by the light of the flashlight, followed by the thing covered with black scales. Almost all shots were empty, the speed was so fast, he didn't give him a chance to aim at ~www.ltnovel.com~ and the only one or two bullets hit only sparked a little spark on it.

What is it? No. 8's head suddenly leapt. For the convenience of the task, they are equipped with pistols of smaller caliber, but even the smaller aperture is only a little smaller than the ordinary applicable aperture. These effects can be completely overwhelmed by the high-quality platinum bullets. In terms of power, the bullets fired by this pistol can definitely make pits in the rearranged black iron steel plate. And ordinary standard firecrackers equipped with platinum bullets can only make bullet-sized traces appear on the rearranged black iron steel plates.

At the moment of his surprise, with a sound of "Boom!", in the blink of an eye, No. 7's body disappeared from No. 8's eyes. The body awaiting death was lifted up, and then under the control of the black-scaled viper-like thing, it threw a huge arc and slammed it against the black iron steel plate on the side of the rearrangement. In the light of the bright flashlight, No. 8 was clearly on the galloping rearrangement, and he saw the body of No. 7 broken in two and dropped off the train.

"You must get out of here! I can't deal with that thing yet!" No.8's body was about to run forward, but there was pain in his ankle. Then he felt his body vacant, and the huge acceleration made his head feel a little dizzy. He roared at this moment, hoping that the people in the front of the tractor could hear it. But when the voice came out, it was forced to interrupt. He didn't know whether he actually reached the head of the tractor.

Because the next moment, when all the flowing scenery around his eyes congealed, for some reason, he realized that he was already under the rearranged car. The rope-like object covered with black scales also loosened his ankle at this time.

Without the slightest resistance, he was crushed by the rearranged steel wheels, and the sound of broken bones was completely submerged in the noise between the steel wheels and the rails.