Steel steam and flame

At this moment in the early hours of the morning, there were no other teams rushing here. It would have been possible if it was a necessary patrol, but the thirteen people seemed to be leaving from the same exit. Their movements were extremely cautious, giving people a sense of fear. The illusion was discovered.

Nine of the thirteen members have gone to the ground, and they are not patrolling at all. They walked straight forward for several hundred meters and stopped there, waiting for others who had not come out yet. The suspicious behavior made Cassia stand up from the corner silently, and Isha didn't notice it until she walked several meters away.

Looking at Isa who raised her head, Cassia showed a relieved smile and found a reason to go to the bathroom. Isa nodded, without a look of too much thinking on her face. The accumulation of fatigue and the huge pressure on her body made her mind full of analysis of various situations in the past few days, and she did not have too much energy to think about other small details. matter.

Cassia walked out of the room quietly and went to the almost deserted corridor. After walking a certain distance towards the bathroom, expecting that Isa's perception would not be able to capture her, Cassia slowly approached the resting area of ​​the safe area staff.

When all thirteen people left the rest area, Cassia happened to go next to them. There was still light shining in the rest area, but the door was locked. Cassia pulled out a tactical knife and cut his finger, squeezed out blood and dripped it on the door lock. The corrosion effect was much faster than he imagined. Opening the door silently in this way, Cassia went straight to the warehouse. Before he walked in, an acidic smell mixed with a burnt smell hit his face.

The next moment, a rustling sound was heard, and the warehouse was filled with pungent gray-white smoke. Cassia held her breath and went to the source of the sound, and immediately saw a pile of ammunition that had been mostly corroded by acid. Several piles of ammunition pledged to the safe area were doused with excessive acid. Within a few minutes, these ammunition could only be declared scrapped.

At this moment, Cassia suddenly realized something that he had not noticed at all.

Are the staff in the safe area really these thirteen people? Without thinking in place, Cassia immediately turned around and went to the nearest exit, and went to the ground cautiously like those people. The body temperature adapted to the ambient temperature in a few seconds. The thirteen people locked by the sound wave pulse happened to be gathered together at this moment. "You can see" that the person in charge was speaking softly with a communicator at the moment, and the other personnel were all looking in the direction of the underground space, as if to determine whether they were likely to be discovered, and whether there were others following behind them. .

At this time, Cassia was no longer sure of the identities of these thirteen people. I am afraid that no one in the team in the underground space knows the true appearance of the staff in the safe area. Before the first team arrived here, no one knew whether something happened here. Perhaps the real worker had died a day or two before, and the body had been disposed of and buried under the surrounding dead leaves. The unknown enemy knows this, so he can send some people who match the image at will to take over these safe areas. They only need to evacuate at the right time, and they will be able to achieve good results and be judged as a successful plan.

Because not only can the status of each team be grasped in real time - the number of people gathered in a safe area, their general strength and equipment, but also a large amount of money can be made by relying on the safe area while the plan is being executed.

It was already five o'clock in the morning, and the sound wave pulses did not capture the personnel sent by the unknown enemy to investigate. This increases the possibility that the safe area has already been controlled by the enemy. In addition, the batch of ammunition that was artificially destroyed in the warehouse seems to be done by the enemy in order to reduce the combat capabilities of each team.

The reason for not ruling out the safe zone is due to the pressure of the enemy's status. However, if you have the ability to set up a safe zone in the border forest and can conduct transactions with the patrol team, the other party must be a powerful tribe. It seems more appropriate to view this situation as a mutual transaction.

The price paid was high, and after this incident, the trust that the safe zone had built among the various smuggling teams would also be gone. Even if various explanations can be found later, the safe zone has no meaning in the border forest after that.

Without the necessary information, Cassia couldn't tell which situation it would be. But one thing is certain, the general information of each team in the underground space has reached the ears of the unknown enemy, not only in this safe area, but also in several other places.

Cassia didn't know that the time of the bombing would be advanced because of the news she spread, but it must have alerted the thirteen people ahead. Their departure is enough to show that the enemy is not far from the underground space. There is less than an hour until dawn, and this is the last chance for Cassia. The total number of people in each team in the underground space is close to two thousand. It is difficult to judge how many people and what forces the other party will send to clear out these two thousand people.

What worries Cassia most is who will lead this cleanup and whether it has the nature of the Flame Alliance. Will it be a large tribe that leads this matter, or a trading gathering place that meets the regulations on the border as Toynbi said.

Nearly two minutes had passed since he came out of the room. Cassia calculated that after the thirteen people in front of him walked for a while in the dark, they were already more than 1,500 meters away from the underground space. Normal roars could not penetrate this distance. Five meters of soil. So he pulled out a magazine-type pistol that was left behind when sharing supplies. It was already equipped with a silencer. Cassia relied on sound wave pulses to pay attention to the opponent's footsteps, making every step of her running coincide with one of them, hiding the sound of her own movement.

The distance of 500 meters was reduced to only 100 meters in half a minute. After a few breaths, the distance was reduced to 50 meters. After another two or three breaths, the distance was already about 30 meters.

Cassia, who has no heartbeat, breathing, breath, temperature, or even sight, is like a ghost. She is more like the God of Death who abandoned the scythe and turned to guns when the times changed. She is also the black shadow of the trunk of an ordinary ancient tree in the forest, quietly Silently following the unnoticed thirteen people in front. After two more breaths, as a pair of red cross pupils lit up in the weak residual light of the opponent's strong flashlight, ten gunshots were fired in succession into a short, low "dong-dong" sound, which suddenly swayed away, and then stopped abruptly. Swallowed by the wet, cold darkness.