After everyone packed their things, the captain took his people down from the heavy train. He held the password card in his hand and came to the twelve people.
In general, he didn't feel anything from these twelve people. But it's often scary to feel nothing at all. He didn't ask any more questions, because this was the rule. When he needed to explain his identity,
Neither they nor the other party would be stingy with those few words.
Communication exists between eyes and nodding, and silent silence runs through the entire process. Because of this atmosphere that exists in advance, both parties silently do what they should complete.
"Password card, after this period of patrols and inspections, we have found out the possible problems and hidden dangers." The captain finally spoke, and handed the things he had prepared in the past few days to the person in front of him, with his seal and
Signature.
"Thank you." Under the delicate and white mask, there was a stiff reply, and the dry voice made people's throats become thirsty.
"Need to check again?" the captain asked.
"No need." It was still a short answer, but with the body movement of shaking his head, it seemed that the other party was just trying not to reveal too much information about himself.
The captain knew that as the highest officer of the Volcano Base, the power behind him was not only those of the Volcano Base. It was not limited to one person, but anyone who held great power would develop their power in a tree-like manner. Of course, the shade of the tree was extremely
Important, that is, as something that produces biomass. But the tree roots hidden under the ground are also an equally important aspect. They are almost always entangled within the entire empire. Of course, the roots of some huge forces are not limited to
Within the empire, in other countries, led by the Far Sea Commonwealth and the Flame Alliance, or on the other two continents, there are things that are hidden by themselves.
With long-term development, ordinary accumulation can develop into a towering tree-like existence in a long history. And in another sense, the development of these forces outside the empire will not be unconscious.
"It's probably a rhizome buried underground." The captain thought.
The handover was completed here. The team leader left the platform with his people, and then dispersed in front of the waiting hall. Everyone is in a hurry now.
"Alas, there are no good signs." When the captain finally left on the high-speed train, he looked at the direction of the retrain from the window and sighed. After they left, all the lights were turned off, and the retrain was long.
The black body is still parked in the darkness in that direction, and now only a faint outline can be seen.
What are those twelve people doing now? The captain thought suddenly. But he was interrupted by the sound of the whistle and the exit prompt. He asked the flight attendant to pour him a glass of wine. After drinking a few sips, he leaned on his seat and closed his eyes.
Rest. Everything has nothing to do with him.
Just as the captain thought, the twelve people who were handed over had already entered the front of the four-section tractor. While waiting for the train to replenish energy and water, they checked the status of each machine one by one and communicated with a certain party.
"Everything is normal, and we expect to arrive on time. We will follow the rearrangement throughout the process." Because of the masks, their body shapes and heights are almost the same, and ordinary people can't tell who they are from. The one next to the communicator
Being called number one by others, others seem to have their own numbers.
The retrain started at 11 o'clock in the evening, and it had been several hours since the retrain arrived at the station. Except for those twelve people, no one else came here. It seemed to be forgotten, like a ghost train, not being ignored by anyone.
Visible.
It was also very quiet when leaving, with no whistle blowing and no communication prompts for leaving the station. The pressure of the steam furnace increased, and the rows of huge steel wheels of the heavy train began to operate slowly, and the heavy train quietly left this place where it stayed for several hours.
station.
"Sister Lin, your things are ready, go back to school directly?" Atuohuan looked at the packed things around him. They were all packed in lightweight iron sheets and wooden boards. Inside were the things they brought when they came to this front.
Weapons and equipment are almost all bullets, and there are only a few firearms. Selmer is carrying these things now. There are three boxes in total, which are piled together by him. They are very high and are held above his head. He keeps them there without any stress.
A constant appearance appears.
In a certain sense, Selmer's honest appearance, or his character that is more accepting than a stone, really looks like a hard-working porter.
"No, let's go down on the way and go back to the family." It's night now, and the three of them are sitting next to a bonfire. In the sky in the distance, a dozen giant searchlights can be seen swinging and scanning. A dark cyan shadow is in front of them.
Bathed in the scant white moonlight, we slowly approached the outside of the front base. It was an airship that came to pick up the students from the military school who were still alive on the front this time.
"Something happened. I'll have to worry about things in the future." Ye Jielin sighed and threw the document in her hand into the flames. The floating flames rose up, and the sparks flew several meters high, carrying a wave of
Thin black smoke.
Ye Jielin stared at the flames in front of her, and a fire reflected in her eyes, like a burning sea, and became furious in her eyes. It was not until she was sure that the document was completely burned that her eyes left and shifted to the side.
Ato Ring and Selmer.
"Selmer, are you going back for the New Year?" Ye Jielin thought for a while and asked.
Selmer shook his head.
"That's good. Come with me to my family. I need your help with some things." Ye Jielin said, "I have to ask Cassia when I get back. It would be better if there are more people." Then she said to herself.
Said. The Ato ring was forgotten aside.
"What about me?" Atuohuan immediately shouted, "I am so familiar with your family, I can still lead them."
It was Ye Jielin who shook her head: "You can't do it. It's just because you are too familiar with me. If you come to help me, more unexpected problems will arise. Besides, there are things in your family that worry you, and they won't be as big as
I have less. Besides, the situation of Unlimited Communications Company is different from that of Webley Arms Company. It is a company jointly managed by your family and another family, and the relationship is much more complicated. You should focus more on yourself.
From now on, we will have to use your resources for many things. After Selmer and I finish handling our affairs, maybe we will have enough energy to help you."
"Okay." Atuohuan sighed for a long time. Ye Jielin got to the point. He really didn't have the extra energy to care about others now, "What should I do with Cassia? I probably can't contact him."
"Well, let's go back to Manoma. We have no idea what he is doing now." Ye Jielin withdrew her gaze and looked at the airship that was slowly landing, "Let's go!"