Deep Sea Embers

The sound of gunfire roared, and the steam mechanism drove the heavy mechanical spider to turn its body. The six-barreled machine gun spun out angry flames to the surroundings, sweeping across the monsters that kept emerging from the fog like harvesting, and from time to time, bullets shot from those dense Flying in the fog, hitting the armor of the walkers and the sandbags of the barricades.

There are also "soldiers" among the monsters, including heavily armed soldiers, and even walking mechanical spiders flowing with black mud.

And as the battle continues, these dangerous enemies are also increasing.

"These sons of a bitch are copying us!"

A soldier wearing a breathing mask hid behind the barricade, yelling angrily as he frantically pulled the trigger. The metal armor on his body was scarred, the power pipe at the joint of the armor was damaged, and the hissing steam It gushes out from the valve, and on the steam backpack behind him, you can see the logo of the elite garrison of the Frost City State.

"We're not the only ones they copied," the team commander said loudly, his voice hoarse and dull behind the breathing mask—the dense fog on the street was getting worse, in order to avoid the possible poisonous gas in the fog, now he entered the combat zone to execute The mission's garrisons have donned these fearsome breathing masks, "Everything that lives in the fog is an enemy, an enemy!"

"I just saw a group of people running past the junction ahead!" another soldier suddenly shouted. "Looks like armed civilians—or sailors from a ship!"

"I saw it too. It was very blurry. They looked like they were burning, but the fire was green!"

The team commander raised his head when he heard the words, but in the next second, a strange roar suddenly came from the other side of the thick fog, surrounded by the sharp sound of death.

A grenade pierced through the thick fog, crossed the gap between the barricades, and fell directly at the foot of the steam walker-without any reaction time, the grenade exploded and rained shrapnel.

The thin metal breastplate couldn't block the deadly impact at such close range, and the squad commander and his soldiers were blown out together.

After an unknown period of time, he regained a little bit of sobriety in a trance. From the corner of his eye, he saw the steam walker staggering down, its armor was torn, and all the power pipes were spouting white mist. The only remaining machine gun turret poured out the final barrage as it fell.

Countless shadowy things emerged from the fog and rushed to the next intersection.

The team commander squirmed slowly, holding a grenade that had been pulled off the tab tightly in his hand. He couldn't remember when he got it—maybe when it was blown up just now, Maybe it was a subconscious reaction when I lost consciousness.

Feeling exhausted, he threw the grenade into the thick fog.

However, he only let go weakly.

The iron-gray metal cylinder came loose from his hand and rolled down the street with a clattering sound, its fuse hissing in smoke as it rolled to the side of the road and fell into a dry sink again—through Darkness, falling into the gap, slipping through the sloping ventilation tunnel, falling into the subterranean world of the frost city-state that has been eroded by the years, there is a roar in the forgotten darkness.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound from far above the head, the ceiling of the tunnel seemed to tremble slightly, and a little dust and dust fell.

"Sailor" shrank his neck immediately, his withered face showed a trace of tension: "Is this place really going to collapse?!"

"At least it hasn't collapsed in the past few decades." Lawrence stepped forward, the gas lamps embedded in the walls of the corridors on both sides gave off a dim glow, illuminating the way forward, "As a mummy, how dare you So small? Your 'abnormality' should be something that scares others, right?"

"I think... excavating such a huge underground space under the city-state itself is scary enough!" Anomaly 077 said nervously, "What do you think..."

Lawrence shrugged: "I don't know, I didn't dig it."

Then he ignored the mummy, but lowered his head to the small mirror on his chest and said, "Martha, how is the situation over there?"

"It's very lively," Martha's voice came from the mirror, and the background seemed to be mixed with the sound of explosions and artillery firing from afar, "After you entered the second waterway, the entire mirror world went 'crazy'—— All the boats in and around the port are firing at me."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm not that easy to sink - but the bad thing is, the enemy doesn't seem to be that easy to sink either, they keep getting replenished from the reflection."

Lawrence was silent for a moment, and looked up at the dark and deep corridor ahead.

"How far is it from here to the deepest point?" he asked.

"It's far away, but you can take a 'shortcut'."

Lawrence frowned: "Shortcut?"

"Have you noticed the water on the ground? Find a road sign, then find the water closest to the road sign, and look at the scenery reflected in it."

Doubtfully, Lawrence followed Martha's instructions and came to a stagnant water that met the requirements, and looked down at the reflection inside.

A crossroads was reflected in the reflection, and a nameplate was nailed to the wall next to the intersection, and the words "Shangcheng District Sewage Main Pipeline" could be vaguely seen.

He opened his eyes wide and looked up to his side.

On the wall next to him, the words "pollution discharge in the port area" were impressively written on the mottled nameplate.

Martha's voice came from the mirror: "Did you see it? The world in the mirror image is not continuous."

"...Unbelievable...just like a dream..." Lawrence muttered to himself, and looked down at the puddle of water under his feet again. Even as one of the most experienced captains in the boundless sea, he had to admit that in Everything in this mirror city was beyond his imagination, but soon he came to his senses, "Then how can we use these 'shortcuts'?"

"You have arrived," Martha said with a smile, "When you stay in front of this 'mirror' long enough, you will have arrived."

Lawrence froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked up.

In front of him is a crossroads, the dimly flickering gas lamps are inlaid on the wall of the corridor at the intersection, according to his latest nameplate, the mottled writing is faintly recognizable——

Uptown sewage main pipeline.

Anomaly 077 looked at the sudden change of surroundings in astonishment, his eyes quickly swept back and forth in the roadside nameplates and reflections in the stagnant water, and after a long time, he suddenly shouted: "Is this reasonable?!"

A circle of sailors all set their eyes on the mummy.

Lawrence didn't care about the "sailor's" reaction, he just looked thoughtfully at the dimly lit corridor ahead, and after a long while he frowned suspiciously and said to Martha: "We are already in the second waterway, but you What about the 'Helpers' mentioned earlier? What about the 'Queen's Guard' who fought on the Second Waterway?"

The sound of distant gunfire came from the mirror, and Martha's voice was delayed for a few seconds before arriving in Lawrence's ears: "Take the fork on the left, follow the red road sign, stop and wait when there is no road... They will show up, when the time comes, they will show up."

Lawrence frowned: "Time?"

"...the attack time of the Queen's Guard is at midnight - every day at midnight, before which time they are invisible."

...

In the "Golden Flute" tavern, in the secret room where the underground contact station was located, the "old ghost" lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

"what time is it……"

The old man's eyes seemed to be in a trance, and he muttered as if dreaming, but in the dimly lit room, the only response to him was the occasional "beep" sound from some monitoring equipment, as well as a faint sound coming from nowhere. gunshots.

The next second, the old ghost suddenly widened his eyes.

Faint gunshots?

gunfire!

The old man woke up instantly, and the gunshots came to his ears, faint and indistinct, as if separated by not only thick walls and floors, but also decades of time - he quickly got up from the bed, Then he stretched out his hand and picked up the things beside the bed.

It was a big wrench that he kept by his side even when he slept.

It is his tool and his weapon.

"The fight is on...the fight is on...I can't sleep here...it's time to assemble..."

The old ghost muttered, shiveringly put on his shoes, then put on the coat that was on the chair next to him, then raised his head again, looking at the room where he just slept.

This is the secret room used to communicate with the Sea Fog Fleet. Nemo arranged for him to rest here and take care of the equipment here.

But in the next second, the old ghost seemed to have forgotten everything related to this room again, his eyes became cloudy again, and he looked suspiciously at the door not far away.

"Oh! The door is here!"

The old ghost suddenly realized, with a happy look on his face, then he walked over quickly, and pulled open the iron door leading to the secret underground passage.

Opposite the door is a narrow and cold corridor. The lights in the corridor flicker on and off, and there is a hissing sound caused by insufficient gas supply from the gas pipe.

"The gas pipeline is not normal... Is the air pressure not enough... No, no, now is not the time to care about these..." The old ghost looked at the lights in the corridor and muttered quickly. He took a step forward, but It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and looked back at the secret room where he was resting just now.

The room was empty.

Everyone was probably gathered in the tavern on the ground.

"Crow, I'm going out, you stay at home!"

The old ghost yelled at the empty room, then turned around, and slowly walked towards the deep and dark passage with his big wrench that never left his body.

Go to the second waterway.

The time has come for the Queen's Guard to strike back.