"Yes." The uncle driver said, "It was not like this when I came here before. At that time, things were still restrained. Everyone was not as flamboyant as now. They were very cautious. But now I can't keep up with Blino.
have changed."
As he spoke, the vehicle was still slowing down and blended into the surrounding convoy. The sound of wind and the huge roar of the engine from the truck were in Cassia's ears. There was rich lubricating oil and unused oil in the air.
The special smell of firearms.
Entering the large group of vehicles, all the vehicles slowed down. Many people on the big trucks opened their welded sunroofs and climbed out to get some air. They were stuck in the cargo box, and the smell was too much for them.
It has an insensible smell of lubricating oil and engine oil. After a long time, it will make people feel uncomfortable all over.
Looking at these people who came out for air, you can tell from the different styles and thicknesses of their clothes that they come from different regions in the empire. There are bullet chains wrapped around their bodies, and there is a long chain of gold shining under the light of the street lamps and surrounding car lights.
There are also different pistols hanging around the waist, but even if the models and styles are different, they still have almost the same thing in common, that is, the caliber is surprisingly large.
The bullets exceed the caliber of .10, and there is no flame suppressor on the muzzle. The appearance is mainly rough and ferocious.
"Except for the aborigines who have developed there for decades, no one living in Brinoli is living in a dark world." The driver explained, "In the dark world, almost everything can be solved except money.
In addition, another thing that can simplify things is the gun they carry. Therefore, shocking the enemy with the appearance of the gun is also a common technique in that world. Of course, this meaning is for people like them.
In other words, people of your background may be completely different from them, and may have a different style of behavior. The two have different concepts and environments. Everyone there also carries a gun, maybe
It is possible to place bombs and wine bottles under the counter of a hotel at the same time. Just like reading and writing when you were young, the use of firearms is a skill that children there must learn as they grow up."<
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Cassia said "hmm" thoughtfully to indicate that she understood, and continued to observe the surrounding situation.
This place is very close to Blino. Cassia and the others, who are still driving slowly on the road, can already see the dots of lights on a gentle slope in front of them under the dark sky. That is Blino's
A corner, a gray area that is still growing rapidly.
The vehicle moved slower and slower as it went backwards. When the first ray of light broke through the cirrus clouds in the early morning, it was almost stagnant. The surrounding large trucks were already filled with people coming out for air, and they began to move toward the front.
The vehicles complained, and many people pulled out their pistols and fired into the sky to heat up the atmosphere. Perhaps they saw the buildings built in a short period of time by Brino in front of them, and many people began to secrete adrenaline.
Get up, they become very excited.
Someone nearby moved a machine gun and fired bullets at the sky. The shining trajectory was shot under the still dark sky. Several bullet casings bounced into Cassia's car.
Picking up the few bullet casings that were still warm, Cassia and the driver uncle looked at each other, and both saw the helpless smiles in their eyes.
"The bullet casings of the light machine gun are loaded with ordinary gunpowder. The craftsmanship is quite good. In the dark trade, it can be regarded as a finished product above the ordinary standard line." The uncle glanced at the few bullet casings and said, "This is the norm in the gray area, the law
It's just a piece of waste paper. It's used to wipe their butts and it's disgusting that there are too many words on it. The empire's biggest constraint on them may be to prevent them from having large-scale exchanges of fire and harming the indigenous residents here at will.
This is also the biggest role of the Three Primary Color Group and the Imperial Mining Company. After all, the people who support the operation of this city are ordinary people who are unwilling to use firearms."
As he spoke, the vehicle barely moved forward. The slowly rising white steam from a large vehicle quietly enveloped the wide road. Take a breath, and you will see that it is filled with warm water mist and cold water vapor.
Also, it just cheered up Cassia and the driver, who were a little tired.
It wasn't until it was completely dark that they were able to see some buildings on the side of the road. The vehicles began to branch out where the road was entrenched, and the congested traffic finally eased. The front gradually became clearer, and the surrounding area was surrounded by large trucks.
As the number decreases, the light becomes more abundant.
As we walked further, there were more and more pedestrians. There were shops on the roadside that opened early. The bosses were very enthusiastic, with morning-spirited smiles on their faces, selling fresh breakfast food. The aroma of the food floated far away, stirring.
The stomachs of those who smelled the aroma began to squirm. Cassia looked over a few times and saw hot steam rising up along the sign in front of the store. The pretty waitress was smiling sweetly at the side.
Smiling, the light mist of water gave her face a vague beauty of distance, a plain, quiet and gentle look.
If Cassia's keen eyes hadn't seen the pistol under the waitress's white apron, the rapid-fire machine gun placed under the breakfast cabinet, and the bullet chains piled directly on the ground. Otherwise, Cassia would still have
It’s really tempting to be attracted by such a scene that I’m used to seeing in a small town.
Looking back, Cassia looked at the white-grey sky, laughing in her heart that she was too naive.
The life here seems very peaceful, but it is too easy to destroy such a peaceful life. Every place is a powder keg, and a spark can ignite them all.
After walking on a street for a long time, there are still fresh traces of hasty construction on the buildings on both sides. The greening of the area is not very good. Bullet craters can be seen everywhere on tree trunks, walls, and the ground, with too many bullets embedded in them to count.
Come. On the streets, in shops, etc., bullet casings can be piled together with fresh vegetable leaves, or they can be disposed of as ordinary garbage. The tables and chairs in roadside shops are also covered with doorways, and they are all made of bulletproof
It is made of composite materials and looks much thicker than ordinary table boards. It can be used directly as a bulletproof board during a firefight. People in the entire city have adapted to such an environment and have found a way to live in it.
method.
While sighing in their hearts about these methods and living conditions, Cassia and the others headed towards the center of Brino. But they did not really reach the center and were still in a transition zone, so they found a satisfactory hotel to stay in.