"Wait a minute." Cassia finally gave this reply. The major did not reply immediately. Now, it is indeed not a good time to get off the train. The re-training railway line is halfway up the mountain.
They were all covered with snowy slopes, and the terrain was not very friendly to them. There was still time to delay, and the major himself was not particularly anxious.
"Okay, it's okay to wait a little longer. We can also travel less distance by then." The major said, "But in the early morning, we must think clearly about whether to leave and regroup, or stay here and continue to observe the follow-up situation.
There are good reasons for hope. No matter which choice you make, having someone as your companion will always make you feel more comfortable and at ease."
"One more thing, I also said it once when we were in the warehouse." The major reminded Cassia, "This batch of goods is indeed very important to the top management of the volcano base, but I think their 'importance' is different from what we think.
Comparing the importance of Zhizhong, there is still a clear difference. Selling these firearms and ammunition, even steam engines and various high-precision military equipment, for them, apart from transportation costs and certain risks, is cost-effective.
Buying and selling. So in their eyes, the important thing may not be this batch of goods. Admittedly, it is possible that there are some precious things mixed in it. We don’t know. But to them, what is more important may be in the dark world.
Reputation and reputation. As long as it involves the exchange of interests, credibility and reputation have always been harder to obtain and secure than money."
"They may value this more. Surgeons have much longer lives than ordinary people. After many surgeons become businessmen, they are more willing to sacrifice part of their profits to ensure their credibility in the early stage, so as to prepare for larger transactions in the future.
If it is just goods, as a costless transaction, it may be nothing if it is destroyed once. But if you lose an important customer because of it, the loss will be much greater." The major continued, "I know you are interested in this batch of goods, so
I have to remind you again. It is impossible for you to resist the high-level officials of the Volcano Base. Behind him is Lieutenant General Gabino. As the most worthy commander of Visaya Fortress, I think this title alone
, is enough to make many people retreat. And how do you intercept this batch of things, how to transport them, where to sell them after transportation, and whether they can be digested immediately,,,,"
"This is a whole process that requires the help of various people. We all know the benefits of the dark world, because as long as you have enough money there, you can buy most of the things you want. And if
You can sell some goods that are prohibited by imperial law. But in fact, it is not that smooth. Transactions in the dark world are just like transactions in our daily lives. When you put the goods out, it may not happen immediately.
Someone will buy it. You must know that if the goods on this heavy train are intercepted, just the transportation and storage during the journey will take a lot of effort. You can't even think about intercepting this heavy train and then directly
Ship it to the buyer? If you really think so, it would be better for us to place the order in advance and relist it."
Cassia quietly listened to the message from the major through tapping at the end, with a hint of helplessness on her face, but she shook her head.
"I know it's not such a naive idea." Cassia replied, and the queue continued to roll forward.
After that, the two of them contacted each other every two hours to update each other on their respective situations. They were both in good condition, and all they consumed was to support their bodies. They were both caught between the gaps in the pipes, and part of their bodies
It can also be placed on the pipe, and it does not require much strength. The maintenance of body temperature is also very balanced because of the red copper pipes around it.
The two rested under the car with their eyes closed, leaving only part of their minds to pay attention to their surroundings. The sound of the steel wheels moving forward could not be called noise in their ears, and they could still sleep well. Both were almost mechanically accurate.
biological clock, and can accurately adjust it according to one's own consciousness. The two agreed on a time and prepared to exchange their final thoughts at that time.
At night, fierce wind roared from the broken windows of the control room and poured in. The sound of the front of the car breaking through the sticky snow was friendly and crisp, spreading towards the surrounding black.
There were about ten people in total, each of them huddled in the fourth tractor-trailer, wrapped around a piece of cloth that was not considered clothing to protect themselves from the cold wind. The windows and doors here were generally in good condition, with the only large bullet hole.
They were also blocked.
There was no energy on their faces, revealing exhaustion. They were hiding in the cargo compartment and had more or less inhaled a few mouthfuls of toxic substances. That kind of stuff had no obvious smell. If they hadn't noticed it earlier with their body's senses,
Now, they may gradually die due to the loss of control of brain nerves and the disorder of various body functions.
The most obvious characteristic was that her body was weak, and her ability to withstand the cold had also dropped a lot. Except for Shan Erna, who was folding her arms and looking quietly out of the car window, the others were sitting on a few wooden boards, leaning against each other, without speaking. "I'm going out." Shanerna said at this time. Without waiting for the dozen or so people to answer, she opened the car door, walked through the suspended aisle, and climbed onto the top of the car.
The wind above was very strong, cold and sharp, and there were snow particles as hard as pebbles, which hit her exposed face, causing obvious pain. If it were not for her abnormal weight, Shanerna would not doubt that she would
The fact that it was blown up by the wind.
There is a layer of faint clouds in the sky, and the silvery white light can barely penetrate it, revealing vague outlines around it. Shanerna is observing these outlines to determine their current position. The rearrangement route is not straight.
She knew that when Zangli was circling in the middle of the mountains, their exact location became the top priority.
They needed to reorganize at a suitable location to reduce the time it took to return to their own country. With a detailed map of the surrounding mountains in mind, Shanerna began to do this work formally by comparing the scenery.
"Squeak,,,," halfway through the process, Shanerna's body, which was standing firmly on the rearrangement, slightly tilted forward at an angle. While she stabilized her body, a hole appeared at the bottom of the rearrangement.
A series of violent sparks burst out from the contact surface between rows of steel wheels and rails, and the harsh friction sounds suddenly intertwined and dispersed far away.
The entire galloping train began to decelerate step by step, and air pressure and steam spurted toward the surroundings as the speed decreased. The pressure valves between each node on the train were opened, and the pressure was relieved bit by bit.
Ultra-high pressure in the pipeline.
Shan Erna jumped off the top of the heavy train and came to the front of the third tractor unit. Someone had already opened the door in advance and stood there looking at a loss.
"It stopped on its own without us touching it." The muscles on the man's face wrinkled and turned pale after seeing Shan Erna's indifferent expression. Less than a few steps away, Shan Erna's ears
Here, the sharply reduced wind noise was replaced by the sound of warning buzzers.