The two of them said nothing again when they returned to the room from the corridor one after another. The silence was broken when Cassia took out the panoramic map and spread it on the table.
Even though there are huge problems and hidden dangers in his will and spirit, he still has to put tasks as the first priority at the moment. Training exists all the time. All he can do is sharpen his heart in constant tasks.
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When the two people once again finalized the general steps for the future, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, and the outer suburbs of the city were as quiet as a dry well in the dark, with a general loneliness of nothing.
The map in front of him has been circled with red pen on different areas. Next to it is the underground water map that Kara asked David to buy from the city administration this afternoon. It is also covered with bright red marks and is messy.
Irregular and intertwined, they hide most of the new faces who have recently arrived in the Green Oasis.
The most new faces among the new faces are arms smugglers. According to the information obtained from Lina, the reason why Nolida suddenly appeared in the Green Oasis is probably because of an urban legend that has been circulating here for more than ten years, which is about a treasure.
A treasure that allows them to advance in status in the dark world.
Arms smugglers are a low-level position in their dark world, and they are too cheap. As long as there is a sum of funds to open the way, anyone who wants to make a living can probably get in very quickly. But in their case
In this world, status is the same as in the empire. This kind of low-level business is not a good job, and the acquisition of money is often linked to one's own life.
There are as many mangy dogs as the sand in the desert who don't give you money when the goods arrive, but you can't do anything with them. A bullet can only destroy their heads, but the money you should get is not
Don't let the bullet float into your pocket as it comes out of the barrel.
Life is not easy for everyone in all walks of life.
Therefore, many arms smugglers, even if they are rich, are also creditors. The people below owe them what they owe to the higher-level people. If they are unhappy, they can refuse a portion of the money at any time, and then kill the mangy dog in front of them with a gun.
With their heads, people one level above deal with them in the same way.
Perhaps he was fed up with this kind of life. Nolida, who was prospering as an arms smuggler, wanted to quickly get involved in a higher status when the empire was about to be in turmoil. Otherwise, his life would still be at sea.
The boat on board was destroyed. It was just a matter of how long the tide came. So he came to Gerun Oasis, a city that was newly emerging but had already begun to decay. This city had emitted a strong fragrance not long ago, attracting too many people.
People come. They are all the same people as Nolida. They are chasing the throne of power and money and come here together.
That was the news they accidentally heard from others. The empire had mined pyroxene here. The dense underground channels under the city were actually the mines mined by craftsmen at that time. The imperial officials who supervised them at the time deliberately preserved them during the mining period.
An unexploited area left to enrich his own pocket. But before he could enjoy this huge sum of money, he was dealt with by the empire for other crimes.
This matter sounds somewhat fictitious.
At first, Nolida came here just to do business. This is still an emerging city with a vast market, and the demand for weapons and ammunition among the people in the shadows was greater than he imagined.
While he continued his business of selling weapons, he accidentally remembered the long-rumored urban legend, just like the things our parents told us when we were young that we must not do. In fact, how many of them are secretly done by us because we can't resist curiosity in private?
Yes. Curiosity killed the cat, but it also made countless people successful in this world.
So he bought some underground sewer layout plans as a way to sit down and rest after dinner. Unexpectedly, he actually found that treasure.
Groups of arms dealers and people from all walks of life came smelling the rotten smell of money and power. They wanted to personally verify the authenticity of the matter, and at the same time, they also wanted to get a share of the pie.
Cassia put the map away. This urban legend had been confirmed by other people's mouths on his way back. It has been circulated for a long time and has been talked about by many people, especially the first aborigines in the city.
When they were children at that time, the time and experience spent exploring the strong-smelling underground sewers was not much less than those of today's arms dealers.
But sometimes, there has to be some element of luck. This may not be the key to success, but it cannot be denied that it is definitely a huge help in getting things done.
In the end, the two people's plan was divided into two parts. The situation inside the underground waterway was more or less taken over by Cassia. He was better at using close-range weapons and fighting. Kara was responsible for things on the surface of the city. The sniper rifle was in the underground waterway.
They are so repulsed that they bend irregularly and are really the enemy of sniper rifles that require vision and distance.
"Thank you just now." Cassia said when she walked out of Kara's room.
"No, I don't want to suddenly lose a capable ally like you while I'm on a mission." Carla still said in a nonchalant voice, "Remember to close the door. You're going to be a rat tomorrow, so have a good rest." Having said that, Cassia didn't feel like sleeping at all when he returned to the room. He got out of bed, put his hands on the ground and did countless push-ups. The sweat dripped from his face.
There was a puddle on the floor in front of him, and steam was rising all over his body.
"So tired." He said, feeling a burning sensation in his arms and abdomen.
Lying back on the bed, his body was indeed tired, but his spirit became more cheerful. His eyes were wide open, and in the dark room, even without opening the cross pupils, he could still see a little bit of the extremely blurry outline on the ceiling. As expected, the face in the mirror is not something that can be easily forgotten. Inside Cassia's closed eyelids, her eyeballs are shaking.
It seemed that he had been up all night, and when he didn't know how long it took, Cassia guessed that it would be early in the morning when he fell asleep.
Then maybe less than three hours later, at eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.
It wasn't Ye Jielin, it was Kara. Then he opened his eyes.
Gustin and the three people around him had silent faces, with regret and sadness on their faces. They had lost another teammate here. The trip to the desert made them understand the friendship and importance of teammates for the first time, and then again
Let them know how quickly and impermanently life passes, and maybe the next person lying on the ground may be them.
The intelligence they bought with money was very accurate, and there was only one more defender, which was definitely within an acceptable range. Moreover, the timing of their attack was also quite clever. Between everyone's fatigue and panic, the battle was originally
They should proceed step by step towards their plan. But when one of the enemies suddenly lit up with golden cross pupils, they also got confused at that time.
Temporary reaction and judgment are something they cannot learn in military schools. The uncertainty and suddenness of tasks are the main reasons why students die and their names are written on the attrition list. They regard the surgeons as serious
It was too special, so I stumbled.
It is impossible for the remaining four people to move the body, they can only let it be placed here neatly and quietly. The will has been taken back by the military school, and all they can do is sprinkle a few more layers on the body.
Lime is used to prevent premature decay of the corpse, so that the corpse can be stored for a few more days so that it will not be eaten clean by the ubiquitous rats in advance.
Then they began to move ammunition and firearms. The safe placed aside was violently destroyed by Gustin, and all the banknotes stacked inside were put into canvas bags by him.
"Captain, come here and take a look, we seem to have found something interesting!" This is what Kritins was saying. The yellow gauze on his body was stained with little spurts of blood, which were from when he cut his neck.
People with arteries are sputtered.
All military school students can become an anatomy doctor after graduation. They are excellent ones. This is their favorite joke, because except for some professional doctors, no one can understand the structure of the human body like them.
, except for some artists, there should be no one else.
Gustin walked over with the bulging bag. With an excited smile on his face, Klitchens pointed to the cavity hidden under the ammunition box. There was a little light inside, which was the result of living in darkness all year round.
Emitted by fluorescent plants, it is written in the military school books.
This cavity seems to be an entrance, because there is a rope ladder hanging there, and the other end is submerged in the water-like darkness. There is the sound of running water and the ubiquitous sour smell.
"Is there an underground waterway down there?" Gustin asked.
"Probably not. There is no sign of this waterway on the underground waterway map we have." This was the voice of another teammate, a woman.
"Krichens, do you know?" Gustin looked at Krichens' face full of excitement and smile, and there was something hidden underneath.
"Of course!" He showed two rows of white teeth and raised a thin book that had appeared in his hand at some point. The simple black cover was full of wrinkles like an old man's, and a few of them were barely recognizable.