While waiting to leave, Kasia often commuted to and from the library in the city of Amoutan, and visited the few small bookstores a few times. The variety of books is much more extensive, and there is no library like the military school to provide all kinds of convenient professional materials, which Kasia relies on in his spare time.

The meeting was scheduled for Monday, and the person who was going to leave with him and go to the kingdom of Chir was called a navigator, or a guide. And on Monday, the thin, dark-skinned man that Kasia saw did like to be called that.

The man's name was Vettel, and his height of about 1.8 meters made him look like a dead wood that could be moved. I've been in this business for a long time, and I've heard him say that there are many people like him in a warless sub-frontier like the Empire. They also have regular companies, ostensibly traveling around the surrounding areas, but in fact they don't need access passes to go to small neighboring countries. There are also many ancillary services, such as currency exchange, which can be used in the target region for several months, up to a permanent ID tag, depending on the price, and so on.

In the morning, Kasia carried his suitcase to the agreed place, on the edge of the city of Amoutan, which belonged to a sluggish industrial park with potholed roads. There are only a handful of factories that can be observed.

The pick-up took place in a defunct factory bought by Vettel's company, and the machines had long since been dismantled, leaving only concrete floors with many potholes. Knowing that he must be not alone, when Kasia revealed the code of the meeting and his identity, and passed through the two doors that were both lacquered and began to bulge, he did not think that the people in front of him would be several times more than he expected.

Nearly one hundred and fifty people, all with large bags of luggage, like the factory, looked lifeless, like the leaves of late summer and early autumn, full of solemnity. Inside the factory, nearly 20 large vehicles are parked on the spot, as if they are spliced together with the head of a heavy truck and the body of a passenger vehicle.

More than 150 people were divided into several groups, and some acquaintances gathered together to chat, and those who did not sit on their luggage, or smoke, or looked at the crowd in front of them in a daze. Vettel and the others leaned against the steel pillars beside the crowd, looking at the time from time to time, and it was difficult to survive the short time.

Finding a corner from the side of the crowd, Cassia stood there waiting to get on the bus. At this time, he let go of his perception and secretly wrapped more than a hundred people in the small factory. In addition to Vettel's few people who are surgeons, there are also nearly twenty people out of more than a hundred people who are surgeons, but the stage is probably not very high, and Kasia judged that there are less than three people in the second stage, including Vettel.

Most of these people had guns in their luggage, as if their suitcases were full of weapons. The sound was detected here, and Kasia shook his head secretly, not knowing what to sigh, but he just felt that he was completely out of tune with the person in front of him.

It was 4 p.m. at the time of departure. There are at most about 20 people in a car, and there is still a lot of room to spare after throwing away the luggage and some of the goods carried by the vehicle itself. Finding a casual seat and sitting down, Kasia watched as the scene outside the small window quickly changed from a dilapidated factory to a road with only vehicles, and then the other vehicles disappeared as well, and before night fell, there was only wilderness around him, and a road that he didn't know where to go.

According to Delya, it would take nearly thirteen days to reach the territory of the Kingdom of Chill from Amoutan City, via the route of Vettel's company.

The next day, relying on Vettel, they successfully walked out of the border of the empire. The quality of the road gradually deteriorates with the desolation outside the window. In the evening, the concrete road is gone, and it has become a hard dirt road that has been crushed all year round. After a bumpy ride, Kasia finished reading the third book and looked around, and the others slept unusually soundly in this environment. I don't know if I'm really tired, but I think back to the appearance of these people I saw in the factory, and I take it for granted.

The only time you can set foot on the land is when you refuel and eat at the dilapidated stations along the way. It had become an industrial line, and at every station, Kasia could see other vehicles, pulling a large number of people to the various small countries. These stations also appear at regular intervals, at fixed points, and at fixed locations.

Most of the common people had worked in the past, and their conversations were occasionally heard, and the wages of these small countries were a quarter higher than those of the empire. Probably due to the frequent changes in the ruling class and the perennial instability. The population of the small countries in the middle of the three mega-states is not very saturated. In addition, the education is not as good as in the empire, as long as you have some skills, you can get a satisfactory salary in these countries.

More importantly, many of these small domestic machines, such as some important production equipment, were exported from within the empire. Either second-hand, or obsolete, or near-obsolete. Whether it is the operation method, the control method and the programming of the differential machine, etc., are all made in the empire. As long as you have spent time in the factories of the Empire, you don't need to be very advanced, and even if you have never used them, you can get started faster and become more proficient than people in these small countries.

On the fourth day, Kasia and the others all got out of the bus and rested in a city in one of the countries. The crowd split into several parts, and Vettel and the others split up to lead the group to different destinations.

In terms of transportation, some have become cheap trains, passenger versions of the Imperial Retrain, but the extremely weakened version, whether it is power or body speed, it is definitely not comparable.

There were less than twenty-three people left to go to the kingdom of Chir at the end, and in addition to Kasia and Vettel, there was also a first-stage surgeon among them. Still using the spliced car. The next morning, before departure, the vehicle also visited the small station of the Vettel company here, as if handing over the real-time situation of the nearest route through the region.

It was certainly not in good condition, and before the car started, Vettel and the driver carried a box to the cab. It contained weapons, guns and light machine guns, and the rest were bullets and steel-hulled bombs.

None of the businesses seem to be easy to do, Kasia thought. Outside the window, from the afternoon of the second day after departure, there has been no obvious high-rise building framed in. They are all wilderness, and the clusters of low-rise buildings built on the wilderness, one after another, either tight or sparse. All of them smelled of earth and dust, so much so that along the way, Kasia saw things in many places that made him feel like he had not been seen for a long time, full of familiarity and intimacy. It was a long chimney with black smoke coming out.

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