After another puff, he finished the cigarette, and his face immediately showed an extremely relaxed expression, but his body was still tense. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info found a usable cigarette in the pack of cigarettes, and the flattened cigarette was slightly shaped, barely looking like a circle, and Norentel lit it again. He didn't hear any big movement outside, and the front of the four tractors also made a "squeaking" sound at this time, the steam furnace was already fully loaded, and a large amount of steam was being transported through the copper pipeline to the key nodes under the carriages.

Under the control of the differential program, the retrain began to run idling in a trial run, and the gears roared, without the slightest momentum, as if a group of rats were silently gnawing on grain.

At this time, he held a cigarette in one hand, and turned on the communication machine connected to the front of the tractor behind him with the other, and adjusted the frequency to a specific band. There was a murmur coming from the microphone, and the squeak only gave Norentel a headache. At this time he took another puff of cigarette, and the cigarette burned a third of it, and the ash did not fall and remained on it. A faint red light indicated that the smoke was still burning.

Half a minute later, no one answered, and only a murmur came out of it. Norentel put the cigarette to his mouth again, and he wanted to hang up the microphone and restart the communication machine to give it a try. Maybe there's something wrong with the machine, he thinks.

The moment he picked up the microphone again, he was about to press the start button, and a blast rang in his ears. The wind blew in the air, and a canopy of sputtered sparks came out. Beside him, something had pierced the thick armor of the head of the heavy tractor, and shards of metal had splattered at him, and if it weren't for a bulletproof shield standing nearby, all of them would have gotten into his body.

"Wow、、、、" But the situation is still not optimistic, and Norentel immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood. The blood was mixed with a dozen snow-white teeth, and a bullet that had been badly deformed and shrunk into a ball. The blood stained on the bullet was still "snorting", and the heat generated by the friction on it had not completely cooled down.

The cigarette had already fallen on his thigh, and the cigarette butt that had not yet been extinguished burned through his pants the next moment, and the skin on the surface of his leg quickly turned black under the burning of the cigarette butt, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell. But Norentel can't take care of this anymore. It was a bullet from a sniper rifle that pierced through layers of steel on the side of the front of the car and also through the bulletproof shield.

The bullet directly breaks through the barrier of the bulletproof shield, and it is still powerful. Then, the bullet pierced his face in the mouth area, and then pressed against his two rows of teeth, and continued to move forward in the mouth. At this time, the bullet had lost much power, and after knocking out nearly half of his teeth, it came to rest firmly in his mouth.

Norentel clutched the shattered half of his face, blood spilling directly between his fingers. On the other side of his face, he was also covered with cold sweat. His expression became extremely hideous, and there was a fear in him that could not be hidden. If it weren't for the armor on the side of the tractor's nose and the layers of steel, as well as the shield on the side, the trajectory of the bullet had been altered. Maybe the bullet wouldn't have gone into his mouth now, but straight through his head.

The muscles of his body were already tense, and Norrentel wanted to catapult from the spot as he spat out the mouthful of blood containing the teeth and the bullet. He was spotted by the sniper, and although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't figure out the reason at all, but the physical pain and the teeth in his mouth did tell him this result, and he had to believe it.

But can he dodge? The moment his body bounced up, all his mind was thinking about it. Through the bullet hole that the sniper bullet had opened in the side of the front of the car, he could see what was outside the front of the car.

The bullet holes were in front of a large mass of rubble that had been stacked after the collapse of the high walls of the warehouse, a large mass of steel bars and countless pieces of fine concrete, as well as bricks that had been burned to a lead-gray color. The target was small, and at this moment, he did not actively find the sniper hiding in the ruins.

But the next moment, a cloud of stirring dust suddenly rose more than a dozen centimeters from the upper left of his field of vision, where there seemed to be wind. When he focused his gaze, he saw a barrel of a gun retracting like a snake about to escape.

Sure enough, it was inside, Norentel thought, but how did she find me?

Then, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the body that had wanted to bounce up was now falling to the floor at the front of the car.

The second sniper bullet had struck him through the hole by the time he saw the retracted barrel, hitting him exactly in the heart. From the left chest to the right chest, all the tissues in it were ruptured and shattered, leaving only a row of snow-white ribs in their original position, unbroken.

Blood spurted out of the arteries, and after a few seconds, it also lost its strength and flowed slowly, accumulating into a large pool of blood under Norentel's body. It was only then that Norentel's pupils really dilated, and there was no longer any possibility of gathering.

The steam furnace in the four-section locomotive continues to gather the necessary steam for starting, and in less than ten minutes, it will actually drive out of this underground platform according to the program entered in the differential machine.

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Shanerna shifted her position and looked through the bullet hole through the sniper scope to re-examine the inside of the tractor.

She saw a bloodied head leaning there, like a sculpture, motionless. After thinking about it, Shanerna finally reloaded a bullet, aimed at the stationary head, and fired. It was only when I saw it completely exploded in the scope that I felt reassuring.

Exhaling deeply, Shannar finally felt that the threat was more than half gone. She rested against the ruins of the building behind her, thinking about what would happen after the snow peak was reopened.

The slender hand pinched the bullet pouch at her waist, and then she stepped down from the clip of her sniper rifle and looked at it.

"There weren't many bullets left, so it would be nice to be on the airship at that time, at least these things could be fully replenished. She stood up and looked around. From the top to the end, I looked at the retrain in front of me several times, and then I carefully drilled into the control room of the retrain, pressed the start button, and pulled down the main control gate, and a high whistle sounded, and the four tractor heads spewed out a stream of steam at the same time, rushing straight to the top of the warehouse.

The huge triangular searchlight in front of the retrain turned on, illuminating the deep and pitch-black inner tunnel of the mountain ahead.

"Click, click、、、、" There was a sound of steel moaning and mourning, and the rearranged cargo compartment was tightened one by one. A few minutes later, it was fully activated and left the warehouse.