Steel steam and flame

It is already summer time, and the arrival of evening is a vivid sign of this fact.

Helmer walked out of the simple lounge of the roadside station and stood under the still hot sunset light. He squinted his eyes and used the hard-shell food packaging box as a fan to cool down his sweaty head while looking towards the front of the station. That parking lot where the heat is rising.

There are several large cracks on the ground of the square. The solidified concrete that has been repaired is still new, and its color is silvery gray. The air above is still twisted until now, and in the twisted air are all kinds of vehicles. However, they all have a shabby feel, and they are mainly trucks of various types transporting goods. Most of the limousines that are common in the field of vision are extremely ordinary in appearance.

He somewhat understood why the appearance of the limo he was riding in had to be modified. When the transfer began, he always thought that the company introduced to him by his business allies did not have strong capabilities. Because he has indeed investigated. After all, it is to serve himself, or the most important thing is safety. It is impossible not to make preparations.

It is a company that has just been established. Compared with the well-known companies in this industry, it is like a newborn baby, which seems harmless and cannot be trusted.

However, riding in these simple-looking limo cars these past few days made him understand the professionalism of this company.

There should be other backgrounds, having only recently started a similar business. As a businessman, Hemmer certainly understands this pattern.

"Mr. Hemmer." The voice behind him interrupted Hemer's thinking. He turned to look at the man next to him. He saw that he had been wearing a thick black dress with long sleeves, but there was still no sweat on his forehead. He couldn't help but feel sigh.

"I heard from my friend that among the many customers in your company, my level is only medium. To put it in my words, I have not yet qualified to become a senior member." Hemer knew some information and took advantage of it. This opportunity asks, "Many businesses are not open to me yet, right?"

The man on the side still showed no expression: "This is the work of other departments in the company. I have no way of knowing it, so I can't answer you, Mr. Hemmer. I'm sorry. However, if possible, after the geographical transfer is completed, you can directly Contact the company and ask. I think professionals will definitely be able to give you a professional and satisfactory answer to this kind of question."

Helmer laughed: "Your company is indeed very professional, at least the internal management seems reasonable." He commented, "We will meet the last customer tonight, and we will arrive at the destination in two days? Follow this path road..."

He looked ahead, and saw a road more than thirty meters wide, with four lanes, slightly winding, on a land where the buildings could be counted with one hand, extending to the end where the ground and the sky met. It's still being maintained, and it doesn't look as shabby as first thought.

"Going in this direction is the border of neighboring Nortonthal Principality. Can we get there early tonight? It's not too far."

"Everything went well, just as Mr. Hemmer said. When we met the third customer, it was shortly after entering the Principality of Nortonthal." The man replied, "But sir, you have also seen that even on such a route, there are many vehicles passing through. Not much, and there were a lot of unexpected troubles along the way.”

Hemo sighed, thinking of the attack he suffered two days ago, and the scene at that time was still deeply imprinted in his mind. It's not that he has never seen corpses. As a big businessman in a certain area, he has been exposed to the dark side. But the formation we saw that evening was indeed beyond our understanding.

He thought it was more like a well-armed regular team belonging to a country, rather than what the man later told him, "Don't worry too much, it's just a minor trouble."

He still didn't know what the "big trouble" the man added later would be, because he really couldn't imagine what kind of trouble would be more terrifying than a team equipped with artillery launchers. Thinking about that day, when the enemy drove two ceremonial cars equipped with heavy machine guns and caught up with the convoy, shooting wildly, he didn't want to think about it.

He had seen firearms, and there were two brand-new magazine-operated pistols in his luggage. Every year, he would go to a special place to practice shooting. Although it would not work for several years, it was just to give himself a taste of something new. Recalling what the enemy had in his hands that evening, he naturally considered more news about the war that had spread in recent months.

He thought it would take several years, but now, he felt like he didn't need it, maybe it would be in a few days.

Someone waved to them in the distance, and the man waved his arm in response.

"Mr. Hemmer, the supplies have been completed. Next is another half-day journey in the limo. And..." the man looked at the time, "we will set off on time in seven minutes. Although this station is a bit crude, You can still buy some food and water. If you need anything, Mr. Hemmer, please do it as soon as possible. The next time you take a break, you have to go to the Principality of Nortonthal."

"I know, thank you." Hemo replied. The man nodded and turned away, heading towards the waving person.

At this time, Helmer fanned the hard-shell food packaging box vigorously, but the sweat on his head still did not decrease. Finally giving up, he threw it into the trash can in front of the lounge and went back to the lounge.

On the other side, the man who walked over stood beside the limousine that was replenishing steam and fuel. The captain of another customer's escort team came, accompanied by a correspondent.

"Captain No. 17, there is a communication from the 'Tavern' in the Principality of Nortonthal. One of their teams is rushing towards us. After passing the frontier, we are at the entrance of the Principality of Nortonthal where we are scheduled to go. There seem to be traces of cleanup operations in that border city."

"I guessed that Route 5 would not go well before joining you. You must also know what I encountered here two days ago. The artillery launchers carried by individual soldiers are products of the three giant countries. , there are traces of damage. I guess there was a small-scale battle in the nearby area, and it was picked up by those people after being left behind. When I reported it at that time, the intelligence person said that he would immediately notify the 'tavern' to investigate. Be mentally prepared." The man named Captain 17 replied, "There is a high probability that the itinerary will have to be changed."

"It will become more and more dangerous in the future. The company has also issued notices. After a while, we may have to deploy people from the 'tavern' when we perform various tasks."

"We still have some time left, so let's finish this geographical transfer first. The first node is reaching the Principality of Nortonthal. After that, we have to transfer to one of the coordinating countries, which will take even longer time."

"But the closer we get to the coordinating country, the safer it will be. The main reason is that 'taverns' are scattered in cities around the coordinating country, so it will be easier for us." Another person said, "Let's leave soon. This time I will Walk behind."

"I'll see you in the limo later." After saying that, the two separated and walked towards their clients.

A few minutes later, more than a dozen limo cars left the station one after another at certain intervals of time and distance.

But a limousine started just now, its engine beeped, and it felt like it was running out of steam, as if it wanted to catch up with the convoy.

"Could the 'cleanup operation' they mentioned be the clue you want?" Someone in the limo asked, "Do you have to investigate it yourself? Wouldn't it be better to ask directly? You will know what happened in a minute. "

"I have actually contacted you and I know the specific situation of this small country close to the border area of ​​a large country. It's just that you don't know. In short, you can go back when you arrive at the coordinating country. Treat these few days' journey as a review course That’s good.”

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