The camouflaged rock was cut off with a sword, and the smooth black incision revealed a satisfying feeling. The heat dissipated from the sword body could be clearly felt in the hand. Although Cassia has not yet completed the development of heat-resistant surgery on the arm,
His constitution allows him to use the pneumatic sword for several minutes without any problems.
Using sound wave detection to figure out the internal structure of the metal gate, Cassia carefully avoided the power pipeline that drove him and carefully cut it from its root. The sword body circled around the circular metal gate without any hindrance, melting the metal.
The next moment it condensed into a weird shape at the incision.
He has always been in a calm state, because the dozen or so people beside the steam furnace also seemed unflustered. Cassia guessed that she was probably infected by their leisure. After waiting for more than half a minute, the solidified metal reached a temperature that could be used with the palm of a hand.
Within the touching range, Cassia spread out her hands, grabbed the incision directly, inserted her fingers along it, carefully lifted one of the gates, and put it aside.
It was very high-quality, and half of the door probably weighed close to a ton and a half. Behind the door were stone steps carved out slowly, and Cassia only walked in after the heat of the pneumatic sword had dissipated.
"Fifteen people..." The light drew a straight silhouette on the steps in front. When Cassia was counting the number of people, he pulled out his revolver and made a few nostalgic movements of changing the bullets in the drum.
.It’s true that I haven’t used this powerful weapon for some time.
The footsteps made no sound. When they reached the end of the stairs, Cassia raised the revolver and turned the corner smoothly. Under the bright light was a long table made of alloy material the size of a conference table, water and several weapons, and
There are several communicators with the standby indicator light on. There are four people at the table, all doing their own things, most of them reading newspapers and magazines. Only one person is wiping the disassembled blunderbuss.
of parts.
The man who was wiping the weapon parts seemed to be aware of it. In the short time he raised his head, the sound of exploding gunshots had stirred up the water in the water glass on the table into ripples that converged towards the center. The splattered blood dyed a large area red.
Cassia glanced at the tabletop, and then focused her eyes on the revolver's crosshair.
The real-time data of the remaining eleven people were all changing crazily in their heads. Cassia still slowly turned her body and fired a shot at the wall of this room that looked like a lounge.
The rock fragments flew away, and a large hole was blown out of the stone wall less than a few centimeters. Then another bullet flew out of the large hole, and the trembling sound echoed in the corridor behind the wall.
"Nine people,,," Cassia counted to herself. Her servo-driven hand used the shortest route, the most precise movement, and the fastest speed to replace the bullets. When six bullet casings still contained a cloud of smoke,
With a crisp sound splashing on the ground, Cassia turned around and rushed forward to a door facing her behind her.
The iron door was knocked open by the composite bulletproof plate almost at the same time. Several flash bombs poured in and detonated in the air. The strong light drowned everything for a while. It had no effect on Cassia because his eyes were closed, but the enemy did not know this situation.
.
A man came in and half-stepped into the lounge. He held a shield in his arm. The man kept squatting slightly so that his feet were protected by the bulletproof shield. He silently counted the time until the flash bomb's light disappeared.
When he opened his eyes at the exact moment and observed the situation in the lounge through the small bulletproof glass window on his shield, the dark muzzle of the gun, which was almost twice as thick as an adult's thumb, was accurately aimed at his sight.
.Then, the bright light of the flame sprayed from the muzzle made him subconsciously close his eyes again.
Without a chance to open his mouth, Cassia fired one shot, then turned his wrist slightly following the sound wave detection, and fired four more shots in succession. When the reverberating "bang bang" was suppressed by the "buzzing" sound of the steam furnace,
Cassia just walked into the corridor with blood splattered on the walls, walking along it as if exploring a maze with no difficulty at all.
"There are four more people. He should be the leader here." Cassia seemed to be browsing the detailed instructions out of thin air. He carefully walked around the corpse step by step. When passing by, he did not forget to bend down and touch eight steel shells.
The bomb was hung on his waist. At this time, Cassia ejected the remaining bullets and reloaded the revolver.
The buzzing sound is gradually getting louder. At the end of the corridor is a wider mine tunnel. Only the ground is covered with flat steel plates. On both sides of the mine tunnel, evenly spaced metal supports are built against the concrete foundation structure.
A red copper pipe with a diameter more than three or four times the waist of an adult weighed heavily on it.
Wrapped in thick yellowing insulation material, the temperature that escapes all year round makes the mine in dry heat. There is a red copper pipe with a similar diameter on each side, and the others are less than ten slender pipes. Only
It is about the size of an arm and is nestled between the main pipe and the bracket.
At the end of the corridor, branches with different diameters appeared on various pipelines, and deep holes in different directions were cut into the rock. A dozen red copper pipelines of different sizes were submerged in them, connected to the internal network of the mine.
Everywhere, a steady stream of necessary motivation is provided to the rebel forces.
This mine is very deep. Walking forward for nearly twenty meters, the mine has been artificially expanded into a larger cavity with a length of about thirty meters. The red copper pipes are neatly arranged here.
Valves of different shapes were perfectly installed on the pipelines. Although the level of control and control was not as good as within the empire, Cassia, who was familiar with steam power, had to admire the high assembly standards here.
The number on the pressure gauge is fluctuating extremely quickly within a small range. The servo system driven by hydraulic power moves precisely and flexibly based on the real-time data provided by the differential engine, and adjusts together with other mechanisms to maintain the stability of the steam output.
"I don't know which zone difference machine will be eliminated in the empire. Maybe the operations of various institutions within the entire mine are driven and controlled by an array of several zero-type difference machines." Cassia said in the air.
I stood there for a few seconds and stopped naturally. This seemed to be a normal reaction when I encountered something I was interested in.
Taking another step forward, Cassia took off the two steel-cased bombs from her waist and pulled out the tabs.
Cassia's footsteps replaced Cassia in counting the seconds. After the ninth step, Cassia chose a point accurately, and the two steel-cased bombs flew out one after another in a calculated route and hit the rock wall of the mine. The great force made them continue.
It rebounded twice and exploded again.
The air wave hit Cassia's face, and the rising smoke and dust quickly rolled up and filled a small section of the mine. Knowing what he knew, Cassia walked towards the side at this time, and a series of bullets immediately penetrated the smoke.
, pulling out a dark red ballistic line and hitting pieces of gravel on the rock wall not far away.
The speed of the bullets was always one step slower. They all flew not far from Cassia's body, passed through a piece of air, and did not hit anything.