Steel steam and flame

"Fifteen hundred meters, not very far." The voice didn't spread very far before it was completely buried in the mud by the rain.

The wind at this time has begun to take on power, and the accumulation process has indeed taken a long time. I don't know what it will look like when it actually comes. When Cassia was imagining this scene, the three people galloping in the rainy night were no more than a few hundred meters away from him. A white light flashed in the distance, as if it cut through the entire darkness between heaven and earth in an instant. There was a faint "buzzing" sound in his head. Cassia closed her eyes, and all the surrounding scenes changed in an instant.

This is a silk-like world dancing in the wind, composed entirely of complicated black and white lines. At this moment, the rhythm of all sounds seemed to have stopped in an instant. Cassia felt that behind her, a huge tsunami composed of lines had taken shape. The ground under her feet had already become curved, and was being removed from its roots by the force of nature. Like lifting up.

"This is the power of nature." Looking at the huge waves of sound waves that were constantly approaching him, at this moment, Cassia felt like he was admiring a destructive piece of art that would not exist for long. In a world made entirely of sound, huge waves are destroying everything, and the running self is as small as the surrounding raindrops. The lines that make up the huge waves are still superimposing crazily. In just a few seconds, their height almost covers the entire range that Cassia can detect.

The moment the huge wave hit her, Cassia felt as if she had captured something. The lines that formed the huge wave were telling Cassia this. There was just no time to think too much. When the huge wave came, the revolver already in his hand exploded into a flame that was too weak to be noticed in the rainy night.

At the same time, the three people running were affected by lightning, and their eyes adjusted to the darkness that followed. None of them stopped, as the gray rain curtain blocked their view, but they knew that the light organization's convoy should be not far ahead. Thunder rolled over from a distance in the next few breaths, and the vibrations it brought seemed to pass through the ground, and the cold air was transmitted to them.

"Boom!" The ear-splitting sound was an unknown roar. The person running at the front among the three people turned his head and glanced over, then turned his head and looked forward again. The body's strong sense of direction is pointing him in the direction, even though his vision has lost most of its effectiveness at this moment. By the time the rolling thunder passed, the man had already run two to three hundred meters away.

"It's not far. In a little while, it should be..." The man stopped mid-sentence. His running body stopped immediately. When he turned his head, there was another person behind him who kept the distance within a few meters. The two of them had disappeared.

"Is that thunder just now?" The man's heart was beating fast, and he was about to start sensing temperature. Driven by instinct, his body suddenly rushed to the side. But a blurry water line in the rain curtain was faster than his speed. It was a shadow that knocked the heavy rain into mist just by relying on speed.

The next moment, he fell on the grass that was crushed by the wind. In the man's vague peripheral vision, he saw a pair of feet left on the same spot, standing there quietly. When the pain came, it happened to be the moment when the feet fell.

Opening his mouth wide and breathing heavily, ignoring the pain coming from his feet, the man immediately put his hands on the ground and shook his head from side to side. Just as he was about to support his body with his hands and choose a direction to escape, his body seemed to turn into an ice sculpture. , no matter how the head directs and urges, there is no more movement.

The shaking head stopped, the man's wide eyes slowly turned, and a gray-white sword blade stood beside his neck at some unknown moment. The raindrops fell on it and broke apart, and the splash of water hit the man's face.

"With your physical fitness, you can reattach the legs within an hour, find a doctor for treatment within three days, and rest for a few months. There should be no impact." Cassia stood behind the man, determined his physical characteristics, and used a flame to Alliance language said, "The price is to answer my questions, which requires some basic information. I won't embarrass you too much."

"Ten seconds for you to consider." Cassia tapped the man's shoulder with the pneumatic sword and began to count silently in his mind.

Within two or three minutes, Cassia drove the limo back onto the road and accelerated towards Tina and the others. Ten minutes later, Cassia found the familiar appearance of the limo. She felt relieved and began to slow down. The sound wave pulse detection now reaches a radius of four thousand meters. Although the mental consumption and pressure will be much greater, the information obtained from the man shows that the enemy has already caught up during this time.

The actual distance is still some distance, but Cassia estimated the speed of Tina and the others. If the enemy did not plan to take a rest midway, they would probably be able to enter their detection range around early morning.

As for the man, he turned into a corpse just like the two people who were shot through the head in the first place. This is not the first time such a thing has been done, and it will not be the last time. Cassia, who has long been accustomed to it, has no feeling for it.

"Corkva? So that's the name." Cassia, who was talking to herself, was sorting out the information. "The number of the team is close to a hundred. If we want to deal with it, we can only use low-pitched waves to influence it. It happens that thunderstorms can help me. Cover it up so that some of the powerful ones don’t notice it in advance.”

"It's just a pity that I didn't ask about some related surgical development projects." Cassia asked a few simple questions. The captain's development ability was just an add-on, like a surprise, and he didn't have much expectations. But from what the man said, they were not the only investigating team, there were at least five or six teams scattered around this area. The man and the three of them also wanted to confirm whether the lighting organization's team was in front.

"Because I have received the news, the current travel routes and personnel configurations of the five teams of the Lighting Organization are no longer secrets. They have become information on paper, displayed in the eyes. It is what happened in the evening." The specific process. The man didn't know, but Cassia believed that this should be information sent out by someone within the escort team. As for the reason, he had a guess.

The impact of heavy rain is beneficial to every escort team. The traces washed away by the rain make it several times more difficult for the enemy to track. Some people don't want to see the escort team successfully complete their mission. In other words, the escort items have been traded at an unknown time and place.

"There is some trouble. It seems that the lighting organization is not monolithic, and there are still various problems. There are still hidden dangers in the escort team, and I don't know how to judge who I need to help them clean up."

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"Squad 6 has lost contact, sir." A few minutes later, in the limo, Monica drew the approximate location reported in the last communication of Team 6 while facing Kolk who was thinking with his eyes closed in front of her. Wa said, "What happened five minutes ago, according to the map, Team 6 was still thirty kilometers away from us."