Late autumn.

In the hazy drizzle, the sky is slightly gloomy, and the sea is silent, and only after a long time can you occasionally hear the wind whispering.

Bang, clang.

Amid the crash of the heavy railroad tracks, a sea train with only four carriages, like a sharp sword flying arrow, pierced the silence in the autumn rain and headed east.

The warm orange lights in the carriage are lit, the barbecue oven under the light is bubbling with oil smoke, the aroma of meat is overflowing, and a group of people are gathering around the table to eat and drink, and the atmosphere is lively and cheerful.

The double-glazed windows isolate the icy autumn mood, and the inside and outside of the carriage are like two worlds.

"There is barbecue, and there is wine, and there are beauties...... It's raining again! Happy, happy! ”.

A skinny monkey-like lean man, after swallowing the barbecue meat with satisfaction, raised his wine glass and stood up, laughing,

"Come, Captain Heike, I salute you, if you hadn't been decisive and courageous, before this war with that Charlotte Lingling, you chose to be sent out to the branch below to be a colonel, how can we have our current life!"

"It's just a coincidence."

Sitting opposite, Heiko with a fat head and big ears, a brand-new navy colonel's uniform was almost bursting, he casually raised his wine glass, touched the rim of the thin monkey man's glass slightly, and said reservedly:

"Lao Tzu has been planning for more than a year, and the grandsons in the personnel department, I don't know how much filial piety I have eaten, and they have only done it until now, and they just avoided this war."

"Hmph, it seems that they took special care of me, so that Lao Tzu will have to accept this favor in the future."

"Hey, what do you care about those rotten people, anyway, you're now a colonel in Branch 78."

The thin monkey man knew that he had slapped the horse's leg, so he hurriedly smiled and changed his direction to flatter, "When you get to the branch in a few days, you will be the boss there!" The whole island has to listen to you, you can have whatever you want, isn't it ten times more powerful than being a grandson in Marin Fando? ”

"Of course."

Hearing this, it was much more comfortable, and Colonel Heiko showed a look of triumph and sneered:

"Otherwise, what is Lao Tzu doing with so much effort, anyway, there is no room for promotion in the headquarters, it is better to go to such a small place while he is still young, and enjoy life."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the young girl leaning beside him.

The latter snorted, and with a charming face, he burrowed into Heiko's arms, rubbing his fingertips lightly against the fat belly, drawing circles.

This little wave hoof!

Heiko was seduced by a burst of desire, but he was afraid that all the dogleg followers he was bringing with him were present, so he could only press it down.

He had already made up his mind in his heart, and when he arrived at the branch base, the first thing he did was to close the door and do this bitch first!

With the thin monkey man taking the lead, the rest of the attendants also got up to toast, and the flattering and flattering words in their mouths were all not heavy, which made Colonel Heike more and more happy, and no longer entangled in the little in the lower body, laughing and drinking heartily.

The atmosphere in the carriage has become more and more warm and cheerful.

……

In this case.

No one noticed that on a huge reef a few kilometers away outside the window, there were four figures, silently watching the approaching sea train through the rain curtain.

A drizzle covered the sea, but it bypassed them, like an invisible barrier hanging out of the cold rain.

"Do you want to do it now, Master Vito?"

A strong man over five meters tall spoke, his voice as rough and powerful as his strong chest, as if suppressing the terrifying power that made people palpitate.

"There's no hurry."

A deep magnetic voice came from ahead, and the man known as Master Vito, his blue eyes withdrew from a distance, and he smiled absently with a cigar in his mouth.

"The price of meat has been rising recently, and it is finally baked, so I have to let people eat a few more bites......

"Waste, not good."

Compared to the oppressive body of the strong man, Vito's height is much more normal.

He was about two meters and in his early thirties, twenty-six years old, when men were at their most attractive, with blonde hair meticulously combed into his back, a well-groomed short beard on his chin, and a handsome appearance that was really a bit unusual, like a court nobleman who came out of an oil painting.

But the black suit and white shirt he wore were unbuttoned, and the smooth muscle lines and the scarred chest were far from the elegant aristocratic temperament, but added a bit of the prodigal taste unique to mature men.

"Yes."

The five-meter strong man nodded sullenly and didn't ask any more, obviously he had trust and obedience to Vito from his bones.

Next to the strong man, there are two figures.

The one on the left is dressed in a black robe and a hood, revealing the face of a handsome young man who is half covered.

The boy's head hung slightly, and he played with a delicately shaped dagger in his right hand, allowing it to fly up and down his fingertips, but the man remained silent from beginning to end, as if in another world in the shadows.

The other was a delicate-looking girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long silver hair almost waist-length, tied behind her head by a pale golden ribbon.

She carried a giant sword thicker than her waist, and stood quietly behind Vito, her blue eyes clear and clear, and she could not see any impurities, like the sea without fine dust.

"Giggles, reluctant to barbecue? In my opinion, young master, you are reluctant to put the cigar in your mouth, right? ”

The charming and lazy woman's voice sounded, but the silver-haired girl with the giant sword on her back still stood silently in place, obviously the words did not come out of her mouth.

Streaming down.

The back of Vito's suit shook, and the Ragdoll cat, which had been hiding in it since some, came out and lazily lay on the former's shoulder, and glanced at the cigar that had just been smoked twice, and pouted:

"After all, it's the inventory left by the old man for you, it's not much, it's used as a thought, but you don't have to smoke the whole cigar at once, it's a big deal to store it in the box, keep it for next time, and ...... it next time."

"Mouthy."

Vito shook his shoulders impatiently, and the cat fell to the ground unexpectedly, screaming and rolling around the pothole a few times, covered with rain, and when he raised his head again, his little face was aggrieved.

"Bad young master, stinky young master, and bullying people......"

It grunted angrily and shook its wet little head, but it didn't climb up Vito's shoulder again, not for any other reason, but because the latter had a habit of cleanliness.

It's not serious, it's just mild.

But if you climb up with a muddy body, you still have to be kicked into the sea by the handsome blonde man in disgust.

The rain was even heavier.

"Almost......"

Slowly exhaling a puff of smoke and squinting at the sea train that was about to speed past the front, Vito finally took his gun from behind him, held it against his right shoulder, and aimed at the front of the locomotive.

He didn't shoot immediately, but bit his cigar and turned his head slightly and took a hard puff.

The smoke burned wildly, and the sea breeze happened to blow, and the whole long and complete soot disappeared in the cold autumn rain like a white ghost, with the bitterness and spiciness.

"Comfortable."

Vito squinted his eyes in pleasure, took off the cigarette butt in the corner of his mouth with his free left hand, and flicked his fingers forward at random, without looking at the scope again, and pulled the trigger directly with his right hand.

Bang!

The flames were dazzling, the smoke was splashing, and the copper bullets were so fast that they were hard to see, just piercing the cigar butts that had just begun to fall in front of them, forming a three-point line with the muzzle train, and in the blink of an eye, they penetrated the rain curtain and disappeared from sight.

The cigarette butt that was still burning completely cracked, turning into countless shredded tobacco, which were scattered one after another.

The sound of rain is sluggish, and the sea train in the distance is still speeding forward.

"Didn't hit?"

The little Ragdoll felt strange and subconsciously looked up at Vito.

"There's no hurry."

The latter took out an ordinary cigarette out of nowhere, and as soon as he took out the lighter, there was a sudden shock of the steam engine exploding in the distance, and the rain curtain separated by thousands of kilometers was still clearly audible.

The ghost of the sea speeding in orbit slowly stopped its pace with a tooth-squeaking sound.

Syllable!

Vito lit a cigarette and took a puff, looked up at the smoke that had dispersed, like a seagull flying in the distance, he dusted off his cigarette ashes, and said with a smile:

"Let the bullets fly for a while."