Chapter 538: Myths in Books (8)

Is there compressed gas in it? Cassia let go and shook the lighter. It had some weight and a distinct texture. There was a slight sound inside, which was indeed something that could burn.
He smoothly took out a handful of bullets, acting very carefully, gently separated the bullet head and the shell with his hands, and poured out the compressed gunpowder. Similar to the name of platinum gunpowder, the gunpowder inside is indeed silvery white, and it seems to be mixed with some kind of metal substance. They shone like stars in the light.
After removing half of the bullets on his body, Cassia used a tactical knife to cut off a corner of his clothes, collected the gunpowder, and wrapped it with the heavy lighter. Squeezing it carefully with his hands, Cassia made it into a steel bomb, and put it in his clothes pocket.
The enemy had nothing to use, and Cassia got up, took a step, but stopped in place. Then, he turned around and squatted down again, grabbing the neck of the enemy on the ground and squeezing it into pieces. Throwing the corpse aside, Cassia returned to the front of the first car and tried to keep her body close to the steam furnace. After confirming that the surrounding temperature could indeed cover the body temperature she was trying to lower, she used a pulled down iron rod , Open a gap in the top of the door on the other side of the rearrangement.
"Bump..." In the blink of an eye, the iron gate was hit by a sniper rifle several times in a row. Several small packets protruded from the sturdy thick steel door, with deformed sniper bullets exposed in the center. The attack did not stop, until the door was completely penetrated, the enemy stopped attacking.
"It was still discovered." Cassia felt a little regretful. He probably thought of the purpose of the dead man who had climbed up the list in advance.
Probably, he was hiding around the railway line, and when the people on the train were almost dead, he climbed up at the right time to slow down the speed of the retrain and buy more offensive time for the teammates hiding in the distance. As long as they don’t run out of their sight, those people will still have a chance to catch up with the slowing down.
The enemy has lost its advantage in numbers, and can only be slowly consumed by time and precise sniping.
Based on the slightly inclined bullet holes on the iron gate, Cassia guessed the approximate range of the enemy's current location. It is in the middle and rear part of the rearrangement. After several attacks, the shape of the bullet holes left on the steel door was also slightly different. After removing the influence of the rearrangement's own displacement, Cassia determined that the enemy was also following the rearrangement, but the speed was far not as fast as the rearrangement.
Cassia leaned out on the rearranged side and saw that the major had moved forward by five or six cars. He gestured, and the major was not free, so he nodded to make sure.
"Time!" Cassia said in sign language the time when the steam pipe valve would be opened, and he took the enemy's watch to use.
"Received." The major nodded violently, afraid of what Cassia would not see.
The time point was five minutes later, Cassia walked to the console and started to activate the differential engine and set the opening and closing programs of all steam pipe valves on the rearrangement. Knowing the basic data of the steam pipeline, Cassia quickly set the valve opening and closing degree and length of time. The steam cannot be released all at once, as the power to drive all the gears and shafts on the rearrangement. If it is released in an instant, the rearrangement stops stably and is the best result. But the best results often do not appear smoothly, and a dike-like situation may occur at the valve, which will cause the pipeline system to completely collapse in an instant. At that time, no one could take the rearrangement back. This was the result that Cassia did not want to see. Not forgetting to set the intermittent sound of the siren shortly afterwards, he needed to disturb everything that could be observed.
The time passed bit by bit, without correcting the time on the watch, Cassia and the colonel agreed to return to the roof of the car three seconds after the steam blew out. He returned to the front of the fourth car and waited, adjusted his physical condition, and checked his few weapons, a revolver, a tactical knife, and multiple bullets.
Attacks on heavy locomotives are sometimes absent, and Cassia believes most of these are temptations. Without moving, he flicked the drum and listened to the rotating sound of "Dididi" while waiting patiently. Looking at the enemy's mechanical watches with different styles, Cassia's body and heartbeat gradually calmed down.
Walking slowly in the last ten seconds, Cassia stood up, lifted the corpse, and came to the hanging corridor. The steam was released, and the speed of the entire rearrangement dropped sharply by half at this moment. The steam ejected from the pipes is in the form of thin white columns, neatly arranged in a row following the rearranged car bodies.
After counting three seconds from the bottom of my heart, the steam has enveloped the whole body. The temperature climbed upward. Although this was short-lived, it was still an opportunity for Cassia and the major. It can shield the enemy's temperature sensing ability in a short period of time. If only relying on their own eyes, neither of them feels that their eyesight is poor.
Cassia grabbed the corner of the gravity car roof with one hand, and the cross pupils opened instantly, and the giant whale's method timely stabs the dragon tissue in his body. The feeling of this state now is much lighter than before. As soon as he pressed his arm, the corner of the car roof where no black iron steel plate was welded was also caught and sunken.
At this time, he threw the enemy's corpse on the other hand forcefully, connected to this movement, and then turned over and jumped onto the roof of the car.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Cassia hurriedly rolled on the roof, and safely passed several carriages at a very fast speed, finding the fortresses as a cover. At the same time, the eyes also saw the undissipated ballistic lines left by the bullets.
"The scope has been further reduced." Cassia has already known this result. As a professional sniper, there may only be one person who can detect the temperature in the enemy. Patience and a hunter-like mentality waiting for the prey to reveal its flaws are the qualities that a good sniper must possess. When you are not sure that a blow can be fatal, you almost never press the trigger. They are all hunting prey that can bite their throat~EbookFREE.me~ accidentally hide themselves, and when the prey finds it hot, their identities are likely to change in an instant.
Cassia took out the mirror to reflect the area where the bullet lased. Soon, the unprofessionalism of other people among the enemies immediately manifested. Changing positions after a shot is indeed a safety criterion to protect yourself. But no matter how well they pretend, once they move, the dynamic difference between them and their surroundings quickly reveals their position.
Two sections of dead wood covered with snow are moving carefully in the distance. The route seems to have been planned in advance. Their footsteps are very stable, maintaining a uniform speed, and trying their best to eliminate the incompatibility between their camouflage and the surroundings. After the shot was fired, it moved hundreds of meters and reached the next position.
Knowing that they were deceived just now, after they arrived at another point, they deliberately waited a little longer before putting the guns in again. When looking ahead through the sniper scope, the speed of the rearrangement has been reduced by more than half. At this moment, they trembled all over, followed by a cold sweat. Two gazes made no secret, looking at themselves from a certain position.
They panicked and became the sight of others, which made them stiff. Feeling the fear of death, both of them turned their heads slowly and with difficulty, looking in a certain direction as if seeking help. But there was nothing but a piece of white snow.
"Damn it!" At this moment, someone whispered in another unknown location.
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