Steel steam and flame

A very cautious person, every time he advances a certain distance, he will stop and look around him to see if anyone is following him. The body also seemed flexible. Under the iron wall were scraps piled up by temporary work, and there was also a lot of soft soil. But I avoided them all, and stepped on hard objects. I probably observed the environment here during the day. The shoes are also soft-soled shoes specially prepared for this, which further reduces the possibility of making sounds and allows me to enter easily. to the background sound of cleaning up the debris from the explosion. Cassia guessed that he should be wearing a battle suit that could automatically mimic the environment, otherwise he would not be hiding in the shadows under the wall in this form.

It was very difficult to track, and Cassia seemed very cautious. The softer ground forced him to spend more energy choosing a foothold and accurately controlling his power.

The progress was very slow, and Cassia thought that the man in front was a little too cautious. Caution that exceeds the scope of one's own strength will actually slow down the speed and flexibility of one's actions in some cases.

After a few minutes, the black shadow finally left the protective wall at the accident site. After waiting for a while by the wall, until the combat uniform on his body adapted to the color of the gray railway line ahead, the black shadow, like a wild cat locked on its prey, slowly stepped on the parallel rails. Judging from the stoutness of the body, he was obviously an adult man, but at this time, he was as gentle as a child playing, and when he jumped, he had a soft feeling like a butterfly flying among flowers and grass. The landing of his footsteps was extremely accurate, and he crossed several rows of railway tracks in a few steps. In less than three or four seconds, he entered the darkness on the opposite side, and then disappeared.

Ahead is another connected factory. The thick walls and the mist gradually stacking up in the sky make the blackness here even more obscure. The black shadow broke into it without causing any confusion. The combat uniform with mimic function allowed him to merge with the surroundings in a few seconds.

Remembering the detailed return route here in his mind, the black shadow speeded up a bit at this moment, quickly moving through the air that smelled of various lubricants. There are even openings in the walls of some factories, hidden under the regrown weeds and short trees covered with greasy ash in the corners. He was relieved to get into these wall holes and quietly move towards his destination from the factory that had been left unattended for months.

Soon, a sparsely lit area appeared ahead. There was still a factory there, but in the moonlight-soaked darkness, there was a mold-like rotten smell all over the place. It is an industrial park that is basically abandoned, with an air of decay and abandonment.

The black shadow came here, walked around for a few times, then stopped and half-crouched in the darkness. He carefully observed his surroundings and made sure no one was following him several times. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed a little. He took a few gentle breaths and let out all the heavy stuff in his stomach.

The crouched body stood up, and he was about to continue moving forward, but his originally upright body suddenly lost strength at this moment. Like bubbles floating from the bottom of the water, it reached the surface and shattered when it came into contact with the air. Without a trace. His body went limp, his knees bent downward, and his upper body followed his center of gravity and fell straight forward.

When the whole body was about to hit the ground, a pair of hands stretched out from the darkness at the right time, and the timing was just right, supporting the black shadow so that he would not touch the ground. Then the black shadow was lifted up by the hands and clamped directly under the waist. He stopped in place for a few seconds, maybe observing the surrounding situation, or maybe identifying the general direction to leave next.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow and the owner of the hands merged into the dead night at the same time. The moonlight could not capture their bodies, and they disappeared from here without leaving any trace.

Maintaining vigilance, Cassia rushed towards the edge of the nearest area where there was a large area of ​​light. It was a common place for workers to live, and the mixed crowd was more conducive to hiding under the current circumstances. At this time, I saw the man's face clearly, and he looked very strange. I wiped it with my hands, but there was no makeup on my face. Cassia has recorded the faces of most of the people in Ovelia who have investigated clearly in her mind, but this face is not comparable to them.

"Is it the small group of people left in Ovelia, or Sotagang's men?" Cassia walked forward and thought about how to get some effective information from this man. Soon we arrived at the edge of the residential area. The air here seemed much fresher, without the pungent smell of the factory. After crossing a small river, you can reach the location of the residential gathering point.

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A large group of night shift workers in the factory are still working hard, and the air here always smells of burning steel and lubricating oil. A row of exhaust fans along the walls of the shed doesn't keep the inside fresh either. Several smelting furnaces are isolated by thick walls, but they still transmit the temperature here with little chance to stop throughout the year. Orange molten steel was poured into the giant core from high-temperature-resistant containers. Long, twisted cooling water pipes were made and flowed back to the large cooling tower on the side of the factory. Steam rises upwards all the time, and the wide river not far away and the deep wells that go deep into the ground provide it with the most abundant water resources.

It is a very large factory with a complete set of manufacturing machinery and equipment from smelting to parts finishing and molding. There is always a lively and dull atmosphere. The ground also transmits the aftershocks of the forging press to the distance at all times. The foreman wearing a safety helmet does not seem to be an ordinary worker. He is currently doing daily inspections with a notebook. His steps are unnatural, and his body has a straight feeling that cannot be changed after long-term training.

In a corner of the factory, there is a large warehouse built with steel frames. The parts that have been treated with anti-rust are neatly stacked according to their weight and volume. It has been encapsulated with a layer of dust-proof cloth. Even if the specific shape of the parts cannot be seen clearly, their oppression can be felt from the shadows stacked one by one under the light.

After bypassing the maze-like clumps of shelves, there was a thick wall at the bottom of the warehouse, with a large all-metal iron door opening on it. There was a password card slot on the wall next to it. It's very quiet here, the vibrations and the friction sounds of cutting metal parts are isolated by the invisible material.

At this moment, accompanied by the sharp sound of gears turning under the ground, the metal door was retracted into the wall, revealing various colored indicator lights inside. There is a very spacious space behind the door, where various testing instruments are placed, as well as several display panels controlled by electromagnetic force, which display dim dots at a certain time.

"Sir, No. 11 lost contact a minute ago and did not send the location signal on time." A light voice sounded in the slightly ringing tone, "The last location was next to the abandoned factory building, and then Contact was quickly lost. Do we need to send a team in? This is the fourth time this has happened in three days."