Steel steam and flame

Cassia nodded, indicating that he understood the meaning and the consequences of what he was doing now.

"I have thought about it, but I was led away by self-hypnosis. Even without us in the Chil Kingdom, internal wars will still happen, and death will still exist. In the end, we are powerless to change anything, so now these things are, at most, Let some people die with an additional reason - we have a share in it, whether it is selling weapons or providing the information here."

"There is no need to worry about this. I have always known what I am doing and what impact it will have, and I have basic judgments in my heart. Although I cannot be like you and pay no attention to the death of unrelated people, but now I am fine A lot. At best, there are only sigh-like emotions. I think this is very normal. If we all become ordinary people, this kind of emotion will be generated by reading the newspaper every morning during the break and seeing the death toll written on the news. That feeling. It’s something everyone has.”

"That's fine." Hessler did not stay on this topic. "Waters is doing very well. I think the king's forces should send people here to investigate in the near future."

"Wait until we get accurate information, or collect information that there is fighting in the mining area, or that there are casualties among the rebel forces, then it will not be too late to take action. Those surgeons you mentioned will definitely come when they are available. I agree with you on this, and it is one of the few practical help we can provide.”

At night, Cassia stood on a high place as usual, looking at the old mining area. The dark shadow of the mountains is very close, like flowing ink, hiding everything inside. When the sound detection range was reached, the members of the daily patrol left, and Cassia also walked down the high ground, walking slowly along the fresh traces of heavy trucks.

The surrounding area quickly turned into flat ground, and the rebel forces made great efforts to let special vehicles run over the place. Of course, they also had the purpose of eliminating the traces of heavy trucks passing by.

Closer to the mines, the frequency of patrols increases a lot. Several teams of ordinary soldiers and teams of surgeons patrolled each other very cautiously, and they were already prepared for enemies to sneak in.

Around them, about two hours later, in the distance, Cassia picked up a slight crashing sound. And at the extreme position of the field of view, blurry lights that flicker unclearly are also captured. It was the light of the lamp that was compressed into a ball by the night and could not be emitted.

Nearly fifty heavy-duty trucks were parked at the foot of the mountain. There were about two hundred people around, using various tools and machinery to unload materials in the mezzanine of the heavy trucks in an orderly manner. The truck with only the number on it was parked not far away, and it looked like it had already driven away a lot. Most of the supplies are firearms and ammunition, as well as some items for passing time, such as cigarettes and alcohol.

Soon after, a crane approached the light-shrouded area from the darkness, stopped beside several trucks, and carefully hoisted the wooden boxes contained in them tied with iron belts and placed them on the transfer trucks. Inside are large screws several meters long, as well as many parts whose functions Cassia currently doesn't know. They are probably all used for armor, because among the supplies, Cassia also found bullets with extremely large calibers, all used by 30-caliber aircraft cannons. It's already a finished product, all fixed on the bullet belt.

There was a chariot parked not far away, with a light inside. A man was sitting in the driver's seat, looking into the darkness outside the light from time to time, searching for something. That should be the person leading the team to ensure absolute safety, Cassia thought. After roughly distinguishing the types of supplies, Cassia walked around from the side and followed the two trucks that started to leave.

After walking a thousand or two kilometers, the truck turned and drove into a huge mine. The sound became the starting signal, rows of lamps flickered and lit up, and a slowly sloping passage leading to the interior of the mountain appeared in front of Cassia's eyes. The truck stopped not far inside the cave and was inspected.

Watching the truck drive towards the inside of the channel, Cassia waited outside for a minute or two before the lights inside the channel began to turn off in an orderly manner. With a sigh, Cassia used her voice to detect the location and status of the inspectors at the moment, silently sneaked into the depths of the passage not far from them, and sped up to catch up with the two trucks.

Relying on the number of footsteps to calculate the distance, the body's sense of balance can also allow Cassia to obtain a more accurate inclination of the passage. Soon, Cassia saw the truck still driving under the lights and followed it for several minutes. The truck stopped in the increasingly complex mine network behind it.

A huge internal cavity appeared in front, and the voices of nearby people calling for the truck driver could be heard at this moment. Without getting close there, Cassia stopped less than two or three hundred meters away, closed her eyes, and focused all her energy on hearing. Don't be afraid is an extremely fast way of mapping. The image formed by the sound reflection in the head is originally a layer of irregular lines. Cassia only needs to refine them everywhere and write them all down.

It was determined that this was the place where the rebel forces' materials were stored. A large number of people were moving the things on the trucks and sorting them to various places inside the cavity for placement. There are also many small rooms that have been built, and they are equipped with refrigeration devices to store a large amount of liquid high-energy fuel, as well as some unstable substances. They are uniformly concentrated in the corner of the cavity and isolated from other items with thick steel plates.

It shouldn't be the only one. Ten minutes later, when several other trucks passed by Cassia, he opened his eyes and thought. The supplies stored inside are not enough to support the daily consumption of tens of thousands of troops.

When leaving here, Cassia opened the black clothes on her arms in the passage and felt the flow of the air. Taking one last look at the cavity behind him, Cassia used sound to detect the actual direction of the surrounding mine network and returned quietly.

The air here is not stuffy. The rebel forces have special devices that constantly deliver fresh air inside. Cassia thought this would be a breakthrough, but there were definitely a lot of people defending those devices.

A few minutes later, Cassia returned to the inspection area at the entrance to the mine. When he was about to leave here quietly, there was a "buzzing" echo behind him, and the lamps all lit up. Cassia immediately shook his body and hid in the sunken place next to him.

A number of limousine cars filled with people drove past here at extremely fast speeds, with fully armed surgeons on board.

"How's the situation?" In the buzzing echo, Cassia only caught this missing sentence.