Steel steam and flame

The obvious change in the weather came in the afternoon of that day. There was abundant and blazing sunshine, just like the nighthawk on the opposite side. A moment ago, I was sitting upright, pushing my glasses from time to time. The next moment, she could bury her head and completely enter her personal rest and sleep.

An obviously dim line stretched across the vast land, catching up with the train from behind at dozens of times the speed, completely covering it, and then disappeared from the skyline. Through the window, looking at the sky again, the lead-colored clouds have gathered heavily, and they will suddenly turn into heavy rain at any time when the sky supports are shattered.

The lead-colored clouds continued into the evening, and the slow rise in the temperature inside the carriage laterally indicated the dull environment outside. The wind started to pick up in the evening, blowing away the heat and bringing the temperature down. The gray clouds turned into cotton balls, as if they were beginning to gather as a precursor to a storm on the sea due to human action. They were gray-black clouds that shortened the distance between them and the ground.

You can feel the pressure of clouds through the window, and the sky, which only gets completely dark around eight or nine, has lost its proper brightness around six o'clock. The low-quality lamps were turned on early in the carriage, and the dazzling cold white light not only failed to bring warmth, but also covered all the people in the seats with a bleak white film, as if tissue fluid was oozing out of their faces and exposed skin. They looked like cold corpses that had been soaked for a long time, waiting to be buried.

The atmosphere was heavy from the leaden clouds, and this kind of weather was not a recipe for anyone. Adolf and the others knew that this was the influence before the arrival of the Red Star, and they did not say a word. Having seen the extreme areas of real "terrestrial waterfalls", these heavy rains are actually light rains. Isa, Nighthawk and others appeared to be more cautious, and the rotational observation times began to overlap. The cheap air circulation system made the air in the car dull and stressful.

In the dark night, everyone's faces are reflected in the window that reflects like a mirror. Cassia can concentrate on reading a book, but she will definitely not pick up the book and read it at this time. This kind of inner quality that is completely inconsistent with the image must not appear in this world. On Soriatu. When the panic atmosphere was performed, it was when a small piece of cloud in the distance was illuminated by a bolt of lightning. At that time, nearly a minute passed before the rumble and vibration of the car window came through.

One eye was observing the reflection of the glass, and the other eye was looking through the glass at the sparse light outside the window. Cassia, who could not calm down, used the image of her character to conduct reconnaissance for the team. After the incident in the border forest, Cassia had great confidence in his combat experience. Although a large part of it was due to physical fitness and strength, he still knew that even enemies of the same strength could defeat each other in a very short period of time. When it comes to internal choices, you will definitely have an advantage and will not make mistakes.

Rainy days are not good weather, not at any time. Moreover, this was a predicted heavy rainstorm, and the density of the raindrops caused the curtain formed when they fell to seriously hinder the expansion of the field of vision. The threat of firearms and other weapons will be greatly reduced, because the rain curtain will perfectly draw the trajectory line of each bullet.

"In this case, the competition is perception. Temperature perception will be extremely useful. The temperature difference between the ambient temperature and the operator's body can make the target appear bright red." Cassia predicted the battle scene from the owl, "However, for the sake of temperature sensing, it is definitely not a wise choice to force the distance between the two to within five or six hundred meters."

"If it were me, in the middle of a heavy rain, with the help of every roar of thunder, bombarding from a distance would be the perfect way to fight. The rain screen will immediately erase most of the information, and I want to judge the enemy by the angle and the traces of the smoke tail. The location, distance, etc., even if you have experience and no real-time data, you can only guess."

The more powerful wind made a slight noise on the carriage, and Cassia injected a lot of information into the model in her head, which was all from past combat experiences. When you substitute yourself as the enemy, as the passive party, you really have no initiative at all.

Although the final conclusion was that it was impossible to avoid the enemy's attack, Cassia had a basic outline in mind of how to use the heavy rain to make a perfect counterattack. However, the premise of these is that you need to execute many of the attack plans yourself. If you leave it to the captains who organize the team, the effect and mortality rate are destined to not be good.

The thunder gradually became more continuous, and it was already midnight. Cassia took advantage of this poor opportunity to launch a sound wave detection network, covering everything within a radius of four kilometers. With her eyes closed, Cassia seemed to be sleeping and quickly lost her sense of existence in the eyes of others. Panic consumes most of the normal manifestations of the spirit, except in Isa's eyes of course.

Recently, Isha has been having a delusion. This mission is not to protect Soriatu to go to the empire, but to invisibly escort the imprisoned Soriatu to the empire, and then deliver it to the buyer at a certain time and place.

If you think differently, no one will care. At three o'clock in the morning, the sound of wind and friction on the outer surface of the carriage suddenly disappeared, causing an unnatural silence to instantly surround the train. The raindrops intertwined into a network, and in the cold light that penetrated the window, they looked like white stretcher cloth carrying a corpse. The clear "dong-dong" sound of raindrops hitting the train was chaotic and irregular, and the windows were instantly covered with a film of water.

Amidst the roaring sound, several bolts of lightning flashed nearby. The train with its triangular search light was like a poor reptile that couldn't get back into its cave in time. It was struggling in this wilderness, trying to move forward with its last bit of strength. Every inch of distance.

A bolt of lightning suddenly came nearby, and the brilliant light condensed into substance, turning the train into black and white. The window vibrated violently with a loud noise and "buzzed". However, after the white light of the lightning disappeared, the area where the lightning connected to the ground suddenly ignited a fire in the rain curtain, and a large amount of soil rose into the sky.

There was no explosion, but the lightning certainly wouldn't cause the ground to suddenly burst into dozens of places. The only possibility is that the moment the lightning connects to the ground, something detonates in advance.

So in the eyes of a large number of ordinary people who were awakened by the thunder, the car window glass was shattered like paper, and the strong wind roared into the car carrying wet raindrops. Then, Cassia, as the first person, was picked up by General Pullman with one hand and thrown directly out of the window. Fortunately, he was always vigilant, and with a natural movement, Cassia's hand hooked the suitcase.

"Everyone jump out of the car!" Adolf's voice.