Steel steam and flame

"Ovelia and the others?"

"It's not wrong, it should be them. Be careful and be prepared to retreat at any time. The information from Ovelia has not been clear yet. You must calculate the safe route of retreat in advance. Also, be careful. If heavy machinery or trucks are found on the railway lines and roads around you, you are allowed to attack regardless of who it is." After Ye Jielin hung up the communication, she looked at Cassia and Sotagang, "The plan may be in Things will change soon. How to deal with the enemy? I don’t need to say more about this kind of thing, right? Of course, if it is not Ovelia who comes here, it will definitely be the best situation. "

"I'll leave it to you to deal with it. It would be better for Cassia and I to find a place to hide. We just need to be prepared to be discovered. With Ovelia's head, he would not think that we would meet us at the same time in the factory. The two will be a coincidence. If she really thinks that we came and hid in the factory to assassinate you, that would be the most ideal situation." Ye Jielin smiled, and she followed Cassia outside the warehouse.

Cassia took a larger, thick dustproof cloth, and Sotagang and Berta followed them out of the house.

"Maybe we can hide in the warehouse." Sotagang suggested. The huge pile of stacked gears could easily hide the two bodies.

"It's not very safe." Cassia considered more factors. He pointed to the area where he was testing, "It shouldn't be a problem for us to stand on the edge."

Sotagang watched the figures of Cassia and Ye Jielin being submerged by the rising steam. He turned around and saw the communications commander running out at this time. "Sir Sotagang, all the people in the security patrol outside have lost contact just now, and none of them sent the signal on time!"

"I understand." Sotagang nodded, squinting his eyes slightly, "Inform the people resting here to prepare for battle. You should stay in the room and do not move around at will. If the situation permits, remember to eliminate the information stored in the difference machine in time. .”

"Okay, I'll go over and tell them now..." the communications commander replied, before turning around and walking a few steps towards the room at the bottom of the warehouse. Amidst the screams of steam erupting in the test area, a sharp, air-piercing trill suddenly appeared.

Sotagon and Berta both moved aside instinctively. With a few "ding-ding" sounds and slight sparks, several steel nail-like objects were firmly nailed to the ground, and their trembling tails were still trembling. There was liquid seeping out from around the gap where the steel nail-like object was driven into the ground. Berta's nose sniffed reflexively at this moment. There was already a sour smell in the air, just like the one that exists all year round in the hospital's injection room. kind of smell.

Sotagang immediately pulled out his gun and shot at the people hiding on the steel beams of the factory building. Several black shadows were very flexible and they all dodged.

"It's an anesthetic needle! Be careful!" Berta shouted at this time. The communications officer in front of her couldn't escape just now. At this moment, she also fell towards the shelf beside her. His feet were already bent. One hand was holding on to the shelf with difficulty, and the other hand reached towards his back, trying to pull it out. Several anesthetic needles were inserted halfway into his back, but within a second or two, he could only collapse helplessly on the ground.

Just as Berta wanted to help her, Sotagang had already hugged her body and rushed to the side while shooting. More than a dozen anesthesia needles sank into the ground following his footsteps.

The sound of "ding, ding, ding" stimulated the eardrums of the two people. It was originally a weapon specially prepared for this operation. Not only the dose and concentration, but also the quality and power of the anesthetic needle itself were greatly enhanced. In a very short period of time, the air was gradually filled with a sour smell.

Under the light, the bright light reflected from the anesthetic needle was mixed with the intermittent firelight of the firecracker. It didn't last long. When Sotagang brought Berta to the finished product warehouse, all the sounds of firing had disappeared, and only the sound of the machine in the test area was ringing alone.

He and Berta each held pistols to defend one side. No one could be seen between the gaps in the gears. But their keen senses told them that they were surrounded.

"Maybe there are only two of us left." Sotagang said softly, and Bota said "Yeah", "They are somewhat familiar with the layout here. The enemy should have obtained the design drawings here."

"It's true that there are only two of you left." As soon as Bota finished speaking, an ordinary male voice came from above their heads, and several anesthetic needles were driven into their shoulders at the same time, "We also have the design drawings. Yes." Then a figure, riding on the sound, fell hard from mid-air, raising a gust of wind and hitting them between the two.

Sotagang and Berta turned around quickly, the anesthesia needle had begun to take effect. When they were about to shoot, both of them were hit in the waist by the shadow's fist at the same time. The force was estimated in advance and was not heavy, but the location and force of the attack were just right. With the medicine in the anesthesia needle, the two of them were hit. The right half of his body briefly lost strength. His fingers were also numb and stiff, and he could no longer hold the pistol and fell to the ground.

After a few "chichi" sounds, the black figure came to the two of them, pressed the trigger again as if worried, and inserted several anesthesia needles into their bodies. Sotagang's body was unsteady at first, and he felt dizzy, and he fell back. Berta quickly stretched out his left hand to hold his back.

It's just that Sotagang's body weight cannot be stabilized by Berta's condition. The two of them staggered back a few steps, and with a "dong" sound, they leaned hard on the stacked gears. Sotagang also felt a stinging pain in his back, and something stabbed into his body with the help of his body's downward pressure.

He glanced at Berta, and when he turned his head, the black figure was already standing in the light. A very ordinary face, a little dark yellow, with a little smile. Wearing black clothes, paired with a long dark gray windbreaker. There was something heavy hanging inside the windbreaker, which pulled it straight, and the man moved with only a slight sway.

"Mr. Sotagang, good evening, please forgive us for this rather violent way of visiting." The man spoke with an apologetic tone while observing the state of Sotagang and Berta. He reloaded the tranquilizer gun and was about to shoot again, completely putting the two of them to sleep when several other figures came to him.

"That's enough, Frito." Slender fingers pressed down the anesthetic gun.

"Ovelia..." Sotagang looked at the woman coming out and thought with a sneer in his heart.

"Good evening, Mr. Sotagon." Ovelia greeted her. She waved, and the person next to her walked over and injected half a tube of milky white medicine into Sotagon and Berta. "The Chinese medicine can be used a little." Relieve the anesthetic component in your body."

"Who are you?" Sotagang pretended to exhale a large breath. Berta's condition improved a little at this time, and he opened his mouth and breathed heavily, "I don't remember ever having a conflict with people like you. .Or are you the same people you were four days ago?"

"Trouble is always proactive, you just need to know that we are here to help you." Ovelia looked around, and she asked someone to help Sotagang and Berta, "This is not a good place to talk. , go to your experimental area first."

The two were dragged to the machine in the testing area, Ovelia and Frito walking behind.

"Mr. Frito, please check inside this factory." Ovelia looked at Berta's back, thought for a moment and said, "There seems to be other smells in the air that have not dispersed."

"This is exactly the kind of job I like. I'll leave the conversation to you." Frito said with a smile, disappearing from Ovelia's eyes in a few steps.

In the testing area, Sotagang and Berta sat slumped on their chairs, struggling to speak.

"Can you tell me who you are now? It's not like you came to help us." Sotagang looked around. Technical engineers and a dozen armed men were all lying on the ground, unconscious. A dozen people were surrounding them with anesthesia guns in their hands. Sotagang's eyes swept over them one by one. His thoughts were moving quickly in his head, and he had already thought about what he wanted to say next.

"If you come here to take back those people from four days ago, I can only say I'm sorry." A sarcastic smile appeared on Sotagang's face at the right time, "Four have died, and the remaining three are not in good condition. Okay. If you act faster, you may be able to save the lives of the remaining three people."

"Oh..." Ovelia seemed a little interested and her voice was gentle, "Seven people?"

"Originally there were supposed to be eight, but one escaped and fired several shots from the high-pressure tank while leaving. The steam explosion gave her a good cover." Sotagang felt a little regretful, "So, you are the eighth person? I just didn’t realize it would be a beautiful woman like you.”

"In this case, I will take it as a compliment. Thank you, Mr. Sotagang." Ovelia replied politely, "It's just that there may be some deviations. I said I'm here to help you, although in some ways. not good."

"My name is Ovelia Astus. Knowing each other's identities may be helpful for future cooperation."

I have asked for leave 30 times in total. I will find time to make up for it one by one in the future...