It was a beautiful night sky. Cassia raised her head and stared at it for a long time. It was not until the operator's neck started to hurt that she closed the windy sky window. In the past few days, the number of inspections on heavy trains has increased.
The speed of the train occasionally slowed down, and soldiers with guns hanging on the roof walked over one by one to check the safety of the entire train, which was measured in kilometers in length.
The gray zone is coming, and this is the signal sent to Cassia and the others by the aura rising on the whole train.
During the day, the intensity of the light coming in from the skylight is stronger, and the temperature rises unconsciously. None of the four people are afraid of the cold, but the current air temperature can no longer be described as warm.
On the fourth day, the smell of the air blown in through the skylight was no longer the same. It was the smell of the moist sea breeze that had been diluted after traveling a very long distance. The day length extended, and the train had definitely reached the gray area.
On the edge, it won’t be long before it stops.
On the morning of the fifth day, the deceleration of the heavy-duty train started very early and lasted for a long time. The sun was shining brightly when it came out, and there was no intention to enter autumn. The humid hot wind made the car very stuffy, and Cassia and the others packed up the few things in advance.
They poked their heads out of the skylight to check the situation. They didn’t know if this was the terminal station, but they didn’t wait. After finding the opportunity, they got off the train transporting goods smoothly.
Linna was carrying Silla on her back, Delya was holding a firearm disguised as a package beside her, and Cassia, who was holding other things, was walking on an uneven road. The construction quality of the road under her feet was impeccable, but the artillery
The power of bullets and bullets exceeds the endurance of most ordinary concrete buildings. In a gray area where firepower is one of the synonyms of order, the conditions of the road Cassia and the others are walking on now should still be very optimistic.
After walking along the road for about an hour, sweating all over their bodies, they saw a small station-like building, where they paid more than three times the price to catch a shabby car. It was a large truck converted into a
It looks like a passenger car. There is an extra layer on top, which is all welded and built by rusty steel strips. Then a layer of work-hardened iron plates is laid on it. It makes a jumping sound when stepping on it. It seems that everyone is
Wearing cheap high heels.
Passengers are on the lower floor, with nearly sixty or seventy seats, only half of which are occupied. There are no passengers on the upper floor, half of which is used to store consigned goods, and the other half to set up three heavy machine guns that were removed from the tank. The guns are very old.
They were old and as different as current electric lights and gas lamps. They were about to become firearms for museum exhibitions. So when Cassia saw them for the first time, he didn't recognize what model these firearms were.
It is well maintained, shining with anti-rust oil and the luster of steel. A bullet chain made of leather and iron pieces hangs from the side of the gun. There are already cracks in the leather, and it has been used more frequently than Cassia imagined. Their actual situation
Cassia is not optimistic about firepower.
This converted passenger bus set off alone, not followed by a convoy or other protective tanks. If you wanted to attack this bus, the layer above your head would have three heavy machine guns as the core, and you would only rely on
A fire array composed of semi-curved bulletproof steel plates with a thickness of more than ten millimeters may not have much practical significance.
There are three drivers, and there is another person who is considered a captain or a flight attendant. He is a man with a big bald head. His head sweats in the sun and reflects very bright light. He is wearing a gray vest and has a twisted scar on his neck.
Like a ferocious protrusion from the rock, it connected to the right chest. When he got in the car, he looked at Silla's feet many times, but didn't say anything. Maybe he had seen such a situation before.
Now he is sitting on a row of seats at the back of the car, pouring cheap wine into his stomach one after another, and looking at the dust swirling up under the truck for a long time. He is very tall and has a very smart mind. From the hair on his body
The degree of development should be from the people of the Far Sea Commonwealth, Cassia guessed. After simple contact, the commander can speak three languages, most of which are simple and proficient, the Imperial language, the language of the Flame Alliance and the language of the Far Sea Commonwealth. He originally asked Jiaosan
He said the fare was twice as high as he said in a rough imperial voice.
But looking at his current appearance and the station that is covered with a layer of dust all day long, even if the fare is three times, this business is not easy to do.
"There is no autumn or spring in the gray area. Most of these two seasons pass within a week." This modified bus did not have decent windows, let alone an air circulation system, and it was sweltering. Lina and Kasia were sitting there
In one row, Silla and Delya were sitting in the seats behind them.
"The geographical location here is special. It is on the edge of the hot winds brought by the central ocean current belt that impact the continent." Linna said, "On the other side connecting your empire, there is also a huge gap. There is no mountain to block it, it is just a plain.
.The cold current that causes the Endless Sea can also arrive here every year. Hot and cold alternate regularly, and there is no comfortable weather at all throughout the year."
"But you just need to get used to it, and you won't stay here for a long time?"
"It won't take a few days to leave, and the matter between you and Silla won't take that long either."
"It doesn't take long. Making prosthetics is just a matter of fine-tuning the finished prototype. There are a lot of mechanics here because it's a gray area and there are fewer restrictions than in major countries.
A lot. They all have their own difference engines and their performance is pretty good, so I don’t think it will take much time." Linna replied.
Cassia said "hmm" and was thinking about other things, so she didn't take Lina's words. Due to the sultry weather, Lina also pursed her lips and didn't say any more. Silla was sleeping against Delya in the back.
Went down. The injuries on both feet were not that easy to heal.
The speed of the bus was very fast. It drove on the road for nearly three hours. The shadow of the building complex finally appeared at the junction of the distorted horizon where the sun had weakened. The buildings were mainly in yellow, gray and white.
The house gradually came into Kasia's eyes. The lonely car finally became alive. Some people began to pick up their luggage and stand up in advance, holding on to the car and squinting their eyes.
The journey went smoothly, and the car finally transferred to the building complex, which can be regarded as a good small town. Finally we saw the train station and the airport where the airship stopped. The price of the ticket dropped, and for
Twice the usual number. They checked the route and timetable, took the train at the renovated train station, and went to the nearest big city from here - the city of Bolasberg, an area famous for its trading of various minerals. On the train, Cassia used a tactical knife to crush one of the three solid red mercury sticks, and obtained nearly twenty pieces of roughly the same size. Cassia gave one of the remaining two red mercury sticks to Lina and kept it for herself.
One root was used as a backup source of funds in the empire. After deciding to sell these fragments and deal with Lina and Silla's affairs, Cassia was ready to leave immediately. He had no plans to learn more about the gray area. It will be a long time in the future.
There may be no time left.
The whistle sounded alternately, and when Cassia opened her eyes from the train seat, it was already approaching dusk outside. The sun had not yet set, and the sunlight was fiery red, swaying in circles on the buildings outside the car window, as bright as the blood of a newborn baby.
, the entire Bolasberg is like this, a city soaked in red.