Steel Steam and Flame

"Where is the abandoned factory?" With a certain male voice, there is a natural trusting feeling.

"According to the last positioning signal sent on the 11th a minute ago, determine the edge position there." The woman is a capable assistant. At this time, she took a map and walked slowly to the man's side. Unfold before. Then use a red pen to circle the approximate location. There is also a red area on the map, which encompasses a huge factory, which is where they are now.

"It's here, very close to our location. The other three missing persons were roughly far away from our location. The enemy seemed to know our approximate location, so they tried to avoid these dangerous areas. But this time there was something wrong. The same." The female assistant spoke very fast. She raised her head and looked at the man with glasses in front of her. Under the glasses was a face with a gentle smile and a calm expression. The man holds a book in his hand-"Steam Power History". It is thicker than an adult's palm, and the words on it occupy all the blanks of the page. Only a few black and white pictures that appear from time to time can make people take a short breath from it.

Halfway through the page, the man took a piece of flakes. It was a piece of compressed bullet shell, made into a simple handicraft, which was used as a temporary bookmark and clipped to the current page number.

"You mean, this time someone else did it?" the man asked, looking to his side at this time, there was only a wooden table a few meters long. All kinds of common weapons on the market are neatly placed on the table, and the bullets are also arranged in squares, all erected, and the sharp bullets are shining under the light. A man in combat uniform was using a tactical knife to draw a shallow cross on the bullet. He looks like a man, but his body is too thin compared to a man. When the man with glasses just looked over, the man just finished describing a complete square of bullets.

"My dear friend, do you want to pass this time? The first three times have failed. The enemy is very smart. The first time we knew we had some small things on our people. This time I will chase in this direction rashly. Trap. I think they are gradually losing patience. Just like you said, the longer the time delay, it is very beneficial to our side, but the enemy obviously does not want to give us this time." The man said, standing up , Put the book on the seat. The female assistant next to her picked up the portable communicator and pressed the start button.

"The first team is ready to set off at any time." The female assistant knew the character of the person at the table. "We only have one opportunity to passively activate the signal transmitter on the 11th. Of course, it does not rule out that the enemy has thrown it into the long-established setting. In a good trap."

The man nodded, indicating that he knew it. In a short time between talking, he loaded all the bullets with crosses into several magazines. With a friendly smile, he picked up the firecracker and the tactical knife, and walked silently to the other exit of the spacious space. And the first squad that the female assistant said was all rushed over from the resting place now. After the thin but unobtrusive man didn't enter the exit, he filed out together.

When the crowd was over, the man with eyes thought for a while before he looked at the female assistant aside.

"Betta, you also go this time."

The female assistant Berta suddenly showed excitement in her eyes, but she also glanced suspiciously at the man with glasses next to her.

"If it is really an enemy's trap, you can at least act as a protection and bargaining chip in combat power in the past." The man explained.

After taking a simple weapon, Berta quickly caught up with the first team to attack. Including Berta himself, the entire team is less than twelve people. They are all experienced fighters selected from other teams. Needless to say, their strengths, and their cooperation has also gotten a good fit in several attacks.

The journey is silent and fast. Everyone has been used to this environment long ago. Berta came to the front of the team and greeted the leader. But he only got a silent look and a formulaic nod. Berta didn't care, keeping his pace and moving forward with the team.

In less than a few minutes, the team arrived at the abandoned factory. Twelve people spread out here tacitly, encircling from the edge to the location where the signal was last transmitted on the 11th.

A minute later, the team met not far from the railroad tracks. Everyone remained silent in the lonely darkness.

"Is there any smell left?" Berta asked.

One member of the team whispered yes, and then everyone was silent for a few seconds.

"It's very weak, towards the nearest residential gathering place. The smells in the factory and the evening breeze have a great influence on the remaining smell. Wait until the residential gathering place, and then passively turn on the signal transmitter, the situation may be Much better.” The man’s nose was very sensitive, and after a few sniffs in the air, he recognized the smell of potion sprayed on his body when he went out on the 11th~www.ltnovel.com~ In addition to the factory smell, it was indeed It has the taste of other people, it is very common, and there is only one enemy. But it doesn't have much reference. Unless you can get very close, if the enemy really brings No.11 into the gathering place, it will be very difficult to find the enemy through the smell. There are too many other people's smells, and the smell of the chemical raw materials in the chemical plant can cover almost all the smells. I can only try my best. You have to speed up, and soon, the smell of potion left on No.11 will be blown away by the wind. "

The team immediately moved towards the gathering point. Berta was at the front of the team, following behind the thin man. The eyes looking ahead would glance at this person from time to time, as if they were observing. Without speaking, the twelve people all rushed silently, and the sensitive-nosed team members would stop for a few seconds to correct their direction.

The residential gathering spot entered their eyes, and the lighted lamps were diminishing a little. There is a river that is not wide in front, and the current seems a bit rush, there are intermittent sounds of water beating against the river bank. The members of the team separated and passed on the small bridge not far away, and walked towards the gathering place, while the rest of them were on guard in the dark. Soon afterwards, everyone gathered at a small seven-story building beside the gathering place.

"The night wind has blown the exhaust gas from the nearby chemical plant, and the smell has lost its effect." The person with a sharp nose regretted, "You can passively turn on the transmitter. I hope this won't be the bait that attracts us again." Said these words with a smile. This was the case the previous three times. When they looked for the investigators based on the source of the signal, they only saw the body of the transmitter.

Berta took out the portable communicator and contacted the man with glasses.

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