His footsteps and body lightened at the same time, and Kasia tried not to let the footsteps get out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The sound of info printing continues, as if it is a long message, and it will take a little longer to fully convert it into ink text.

The height of the house is not very high, only five floors, a decent height. But the area is quite huge, not including the small concrete clearing where Kasia is walking now, and it is enough to cover an area of about a few hundred square meters. The layout follows the style of the volcano base, with a routine ring of trees around the house. However, the growth was not very good, or the lack of sunlight, or the reason why it was impossible to take care of it, there was no decent leaf, and many of the branches that stretched out also died on the tree.

It has a strong breath of life, and it is the kind of people who live in a large group of people. A group of people who love to smoke, Kasia said. In the corner of the concrete, I saw a large number of half-extinguished cigarette butts, all of which were named in the Empire, just like Webley's reputation in the arms market. In addition, there are a large number of bottles, all of which are marked with the logo of a sailboat, and are also the most expensive brands of liquor.

And whether it is cigarette butts or these wine bottles that have been piled up and no one has cleaned up, there are traces of age on them. The time span is very long, not the last week or two.

"It's about the same as I judged, and sure enough, the development of things will never be something that we soldiers can control. Kasia thought as she approached the first floor of the house from which the voice came from. With his back against the solid walls of the room, the paint and powder that had been applied to the decoration had been slightly opened by bullets, revealing the shiny steel plates inside. Bullets clumped together are sinking inside.

There was a battle here, one of the sides was the enemy, it was guessable, and Kasia began to think about these things in his head, so who was the other side?

He followed the sound to a window. It's all tempered glass, but it's all shattered. At Kasia's feet was a pile of sputtered bullets and shards of glass that had been glued together. He pulled out the fragment of the mirror he had been carrying with him and carefully peeked into the room from a hidden corner.

The room used to place the communication tools was empty, and there was a ground of black and red dried blood. The printing sound comes from a machine in a corner of the room, in a dead corner of the room, and is not damaged. At the print port there, several snow-white sheets of paper are being spit out in an orderly manner.

Kasia rummaged into the room and took a few steps over. The transformation of the information was just completed, and he picked up the warm paper, which he did not expect, but it was surprisingly all in the imperial Chinese, and the information recorded was not very simple.

Specifically, this document can be seen as a not-so-formal order, an additional order. I couldn't tell what the specific goods were, and the names of the goods were all replaced by numbers in ciphers. The first few lines of the text are cautionary tales, reminding you that the goods must be allowed to leave smoothly before the scheduled time in the afternoon, no matter how much sacrifice is made, this requirement must be met.

The next few pages are all additional lists of products replaced by numbers, and there is no signature, and there is no specific place where the goods are delivered, just a simple order, and no more useful information can be found. Kasia folded the papers and put them back in their original place, restoring them as if no one had touched them.

"Whew、、、," he inhaled, his head heating up, "it seems to have been used as a trading place, or a repository, and this house is where the people who handle the trade live. Handling, protection, signing, and specific delivery processes all require people. ”

He said to himself in his head, "And who will be the boss here?" and looked around, standard rooms, standard machines, and couldn't come up with anything concrete. And on the way there, he hadn't seen anything commodity-like in the vast ruins of the base, except for large expanses of mossy or large trees and shrubs.

"Is the cargo in the original storage at the Snow Peak base?" Cassia remembered the possibility of the layout of the volcano base, "When I was in the twelfth team before, the captain and the other veterans seemed to have mentioned something about Snow Peak、、、 "He remembered something interesting.

As he was thinking, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the half-hidden door. As soon as you hear it, you know it's a hard-soled shoe.

Kasia immediately ducked behind the door, drew his tactical knife, and reduced his physical movement a little, merging himself with the surrounding wall as much as possible.

But in the eyes of the enemy, it is already a superfluous cautious action. In Kasia's eyes, the metal door slammed open and slammed into the wall. Kasia, who was hiding in the innermost corner, fortunately immediately retracted her body so that she was not hit by the steel door.

“、、、、、”“、、、、、”

There was a dialogue, all in the language of the common country of the far seas. Because I heard the same pronunciation in the cave a few days ago. Judging by the sound of footsteps, there are only two people. Then there was the sound of papers being picked up, and Kasia was sure they couldn't read them. Learning the language of another country is more enticing than training to improve your strength.

In less than a few seconds, there was the sound of paper being thrown down, and a tone of anger that I didn't understand. At this point, the footsteps began to move away, and Kasia pushed open the door and quietly followed them.

Finally stopped in front of another, more spacious room. It's the lounge with a sign on the door. The people inside were discussing something in words they didn't understand, and Kasia leaned against the door, judging by the different timbres how many people were inside. The strength is the same as Kasia imagined, not so strong. So far, no one has been alert to anyone standing outside the door waiting for them to come out.

After a while, there was a loud explosion on the side, and the mountain shook faintly. The two airships finally used cannonballs to blast through the ruins in between. Kasia, who had been waiting for a long time, finally heard a commotion in the room. He used a small mirror to look inside through the crack in the door, and a total of four people gathered around the window, holding binoculars to see the specific situation at the place of battle from among the branches of the woods.

While he didn't know why these people were left here, Kasia didn't feel like he had time to think about it. He had some more important things to do.

So he picked up his gun, stepped into the lounge softly, shot all four of them in the head, then took a lot of ammunition that had been piled up in one corner of the room, and turned to search the other rooms.

"There is also some reason why this house was built in this location. He went through the room-by-room investigation, considering all kinds of possibilities. Things don't happen for no reason, he has always believed that just like a precision clock, it is by relying on a large number of gear shafts and ingenious structures to make every step extremely accurate.