There were barely six people sitting in the steam limousine, and there were a lot of things that had to be brought with them, David's two daughters' little faces were squeezed red, and Carla sat on the side blowing a cool breeze, expressionless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Kasia's modified car was definitely not on the road, and the other cars were disposed of by David in advance. And so it turned out to be like this, even though he was sitting in the driver's seat, he was still surrounded by all kinds of miscellaneous items, which were necessary clothes, camouflaged ammunition, and some of David's jewelry, which was full of trunks but could not be finished.

For two or three days, David helped Carla gather the necessary information, and also rented a new shop in the new city of Gerun. He is also idle, and wants to take advantage of this time to take care of his shop first, and do his original business with peace of mind.

And his wife's clothing shop was also arranged by him, and today is the time for him to bring his wife and daughter over to see the new shop. Kara wanted to come over and get acquainted with the city, and then she would have to drive around the city a few times, especially the buildings around the port, and she would have to get acquainted with it thoroughly, and find the best sniper position for the battles that might take place there in the future.

Of course, Kasia had to go to the underground waterways in full gear to confirm the urban legends.

Because David's house was in the far suburbs, the underground sewers below were two separate systems from those in the city center, as they were the suburbs of the city that were built later. With an endless supply of water and the energy to transport it, even the inhospitable desert heart can be transformed into habitable places by human technology.

The rise of the Gerun Oasis is the best proof of this.

So if Kasia wants to go down the underground waterways, he has to run to the central city, which is the site of the original Gerun City, which is now called the Old City, next to the port area. It is inhabited by a large number of poor civilians who were born here, as well as people who have fled thousands of miles to seek refuge here.

It can be said that Gerun City's ability to fall so quickly is inseparable from these people who fled for refuge. The rotten germs follow them.

David's shop is large and located in the sub-center of the city. The place with the greatest foot traffic, the center of the new city, Davy did not have the financial resources to do so, so he had to settle for the next best thing.

Helping to carry things inside, the interior was largely decorated, the fine glass cabinets and silk cushions were all in place, and now all that was needed was the jewels that were securely locked in the box.

Later, Kasia got dressed in the background and set off with Kara to drive to the port.

He got out of the car halfway and found a dark alley where there were a lot of dry household garbage, which was very moldy because of the climate, and the smell could be smelled from a long distance.

At the end of the road appeared his target, the entrance to the underground waterway welded with steel bars, already crawling with red rust. Kasia's hands were squeezed, much more fragile than he had imagined, rust had gotten into the steel, and too many things were in a state of abandonment compared to the newly built city.

There was no one around, and there were very few steam locomotives in front of the alley, except for a black cat basking in the sun obscured by the broken clouds on the eaves, sticking out its head, and its two pupils in a straight line as it watched a man dressed in black with various tools disappear into a dim hole, and then the rusty steel bar lid was put back into place. It moved its tail and continued to bask in the sun.

There are lights installed in the underground waterways, but nearly twenty years have passed, and the rats that have grown inside have long since turned into teeth grinding.

Kasia opened the miner's hat he wore on his head, and the yellow light illuminated a small area in front of him, and under his feet was the flowing sewage, although the air was circulating, but it was still mixed with various smells, indescribable, inexplicable.

The darkness here seemed to close like two floodgates at any moment, and the faint sound of footsteps and the sound of stepping in the sewage flowed through the flickering waterways. The early works were so rough that some parts of the sewers had begun to peel off the lime-cement walls, revealing the mottled black dirt inside. More often than not, at the heel of the semicircular waterway, there is a row of rat holes of various sizes. They swarmed like eyes in the dark, watching everyone who ever passed through here.

Holding the layout of the underground sewer in one hand and lighting up another bright flashlight in the other, the other world under this city that exists at the same time as emptiness and dullness is like another side that can never be seen in the mirror, which seems to swallow up too many negative things in the city.

For example, the two dry bones at Kasia's feet, each with several bullet holes in the skulls blackened by the sewage, seemed to be used as a temporary resting nest by a stout mouse, with dark eyes and black wet, stained fur reflecting a glimmer in the light. By the way, there is no rat and cockroach coexistence, as Kasia thought. Because all cockroaches have become the most delicious ration in the mouths of mice.

And the rats here are surprisingly not afraid of people.

Because the intruder was Kasia himself? This is the territory of rats.

Or had they become accustomed to seeing such giant creatures that walked on two legs with their lights on.

Cassia was more inclined to the latter.

The waterways in front of him took an abrupt turn, and Kasia glanced down at the drawings in his hand, and so far, all the waterways had gone in a direction that was not much different from the lines marked on the drawings.

As soon as he turned around, several lights shone at the same time as the sound of small footsteps in front of him sounded.

The two sides immediately tensed, but it was not until they saw each other's harmless faces clearly that Kasia and the three opposite sides nodded at the same time, and then put down their pistols that they had raised. People who like to shoot are not the majority after all.

"Brother, are you here to find an urban legend?" is the local accent, and it looks like the clothes are supposed to be people who come to try their luck from the port and the old town.

Kasia nodded, the makeup painted on his face made him look like an honest man who did hard work and then came down to try his luck, although carrying a gun did not match such a temperament, but this did not affect the good impression of the first image of his face.

"There's no need to go there, it's already blocked by the people of Fromsh. They watched Kasia rub shoulders with them, trying to walk the way they came, and said, "Someone has taken off one of Floss's workshops, and his people are going mad in that area, and many of his brothers who are there today have been affected and eaten by bullets." ”

A few people kindly reminded.

"Don't you listen to the nonsense of those people, where they found the mine that was closed more than 20 years ago, and I don't know who released the news, and today a lot of people were killed in one day. The corpses of the people killed by Floss's men were piled up in several piles, and now even the rats were rushing there. Several people felt a little indignant.

"That's where we came, and luckily we ran fast, otherwise we would have been lying there. The three of them said and walked away, but Kasia walked in with her head shut, as if she hadn't heard.

"Hey, brother, hey、、、、、、" shouted from the lights behind him.

"Forget it, this kind of person hasn't been met along the way, let's go, it's time to go back, so as not to be contaminated with bad luck. "There are people on the side who are persuading, and there are people who sigh.

But this Cassia could no longer be heard, and the sound began to become blurred by the structure of the waterway at a distance of ten meters.

"Could it be that Leigh's side has already started to act?" said Kasia, as he walked along, pondering what the three men had reminded him, "Or is it just the other student group carrying out their plan and starting to wipe out the living force of their target?"

With four days to go before a trade with Faston, he didn't know if the "Fromsh" in the mouths of the well-meaning trio was the target of some of the teams, but the "Mine Tunnel" they were talking about was exactly what Cassia was looking for.

Apparently he had to make a trip, and Kasia looked at the mechanical watch in his hand, which pointed to half past eight in the evening.

"I also have a high-energy meal with me, and it's never too late to come out in the early morning, and I also have the key to David's shop. Kasia examined what she was holdings, and slowly crept in the direction the three of them had said.

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In that room, the windows were tightly sealed with black cloth, and the light from the lime lamps inside could not get out at all, and the light from the outside could not pollute the inside.

The oak table was next to a box full of bullets, pistols, muskets, and revolvers, and a heavy machine gun lay quietly beside it.

There are also the people sitting at the round table, five out in the early morning, and now there are only two people sitting here, they are tending to their wounds, and they are eating meat.

The door opened quietly at this point, and a woman entered, with her face visibly wearing makeup. She carried a large cloth bag with brand new clothes in her hand.

"How's it going, is there any news of the captain?" Crichens was applying a disinfectant to his festering wound as he saw the rotting pieces of flesh he had removed with his tactical knife.

"There's news, but it's not about the captain. The short-haired woman set the cloth bag aside and sat down on the edge of the round table, "Things were just as we expected, they were discovered." But because of those who were looking for urban legends, things were stabbed out bigger than we thought, and the owner of the workshop cared more about the weapons and workshop than we had estimated. ”

The three of them thought of the defense officer who was also the surgeon, and this had already been hinted at. Ordinary weapons production workshops don't need his combat power.

"In the absence of other entrances, it may take more chaos to go down to pick up the captain. The woman continued.

"Just right, rudeness and violence are the best accelerants for chaos, and we can add a few fires to them. Krichens re-wrapped his wound with new gauze, "Otherwise, it's so dark down there, I'm afraid the captain won't find his way back." ”

The two on the side smiled and shook their heads: "When your wounds are healed, we will go!"