Chapter 157: The Military Column: Changes

In the corner, the soldier bites open the bullet, model T15, flintlock bullet, the Imperial Army with a new type of projectile equipped by 3 months.

The carriage trembled, and with a faint saltiness, he wiped the rust spots on the muzzle with a military towel, and after 1 minute, the dirt was cleaned off, and the clean and shiny barrel jumped into view.

He was silent......

The unknown splashed blood mist on the windows, which did not affect the thoughts that the soldiers should have, and there was no follow-up.

He shrunk his body into a corner a little, then folded his hands together, and the Imperial Army's woolen coat became wrinkled, though stiff and dry, but also more and more wrinkled.

Inexplicable words came out of his mouth, and he was praying to the unknown......

The veteran glanced at him, surprised.

Unlike the ornate decoration of the officer's compartment, and unlike the martial law of the nose fortress, it is unusually cold here, and the cold wind mixed with the early morning fog penetrates through the cracks in the trunk.

The soldier who was cowering in the corner spat out the black dots in his mouth little by little, and the bullet that bit open rolled down, and there ...... There's a note lurking.

In the invisible corner, in the blur, he pulled out the wet note, engraved with circles!

............

Squeak, squeak......

The familiar sound of leather boots sounded, and the officer walked around the carriage from the side, his eyes scanning the soldiers, but finding nothing.

Just now he walked around the soldier, the soldier's hands were clenched, and in the corners where he could not see, a drop of sweat oozed from his back, and the officer finally looked around and disappeared from the compartment.

The soldier's eyes were surrounded by eyelashes, and he stood up, only the people next to him could hear him, and he whispered, "Everyone dies once, and ...... The Motherland is immortal. ”

The veteran's eyes narrowed, and he scrutinized the recruit, who he had the impression that this often taciturn soldier would never be like this......

And then he realized something! Because the recruit pulled the machine open! And it was filled with real bullets!

The veteran quickly grabbed the flintlock pistol in his hand, and he had already made a certain judgment that it should be some kind of riot.

The wrist shook extremely quickly, and the bracket was lifted under a series of inertia.

The carriage was decorated with ornate wall clocks, click, click, click! three medicine bullets magnified in front of the eyes, and at that moment, all of them could not be saved.

The skull was to the right, and a blood flower splattered, revealing a huge cavity that had been torn apart by the rotation, and several strands of crimson flowed down.

The medal on the right shoulder was soaked red with blood......

It was a feat of more than ten years, and this feat is the only proof that he has the imperial capital suite and the job after retirement.

In the blood, the medal shimmered with metallic light, and several puffs of gunpowder smoke engulfed the people here, and several shots were fired, but all missed.

They can only watch...... In desperation, I watched as the recruit pulled out the revolver from his waist! Under the unparalleled rate of fire, bang, bang, everyone was knocked out.

This situation is uneventful, and no one may act rashly.

They looked at the old soldier who had fallen to the ground first, and crawled in a row, trying to get up from a nearby corner.

The bunker is limited, and the panic is ...... Having no strength, he instinctively wanted to grab the gun, but he was trembling...... Unable to quickly reload bullets.

Again and again they tried to meet hope, but fate had to play a joke on them...

No, no!

And no one was ready, so they had no chance of fighting back on the soldiers' march, and they were overwhelmed by extreme danger...... , in pain, collapsed in a pool of blood.

......

......

This crazy recruit slowly trampled along the carriage, surrounded by pieces of beaten and cracked corpses,

He opened it from the back, and grabbed a wooden plaque with mottled bumps, on which twisted lines were carved......

What's more, there are dozens of bullets hidden in the hidden clip, which is not a simple hidden clip.

A series of flint bombs, hidden in the **, with an advanced revolver, played a great role in the crit just now.

In this long room, the morning light breaks through the earth and shines through the window on the pale and gloomy face.

Ahem, ahem.

The pungent smoke passed through the nostrils, affecting the throats of the soldiers, who hesitated and hesitated...... , but soon, he found it.

In the carriage, he quickly killed several soldiers, this was the last of the carriages, and the reason why he was transferred here was even more strange.

In a pool of blood, he carried his flintlock pistol to his shoulders and stuffed his revolver with paper shells.

He heard the footsteps, mixed or neat, and holding his breath......

This area is a martial law carriage, and the military trains are on high alert, so such an attack can be easily detected.

In his hand, the wooden plaque lost its brilliance little by little, it was the only prop to hide his thoughts and actions, the nameplate flickered and dimmed, he knew that he was exposed, maybe he couldn't leave.

He quickly leaned down, leaned on his side, then leaned on the ground and fired the bullet into the only weak spot.

Syllable!

Sparks fly.

The bullet pierced the steam pipes and released a large amount of mist, mixed with toxic gases, and the pungent smell and vertigo came as expected.

The heat was mixed with toxic steam, and the cracks spread the steam that blurred the view on the carriage.

The diffuse poisonous gas stimulated the mind to faint, lying on the ground, the ears and eyes fainted, and the pupils flickered with a misty light.

The light of the wooden sign was getting fainter and weaker, and he had to get out of the carriage as fast as he could, and the poison gas deprived him of more than just his sanity.

Plop, plop......

In the rapidly spreading mist, several figures fell, and they tried to sneak in, and they pulled open the steel deadbolt without a sound, but they didn't think of the punctured steam pipes.

Crunch......

The body of the car is tilted again, and the perception is unintentional...... , because the carriage is turning right, the wheels rub against the rails, making a screeching sound.

He thought of many, many things, and his fate was terrible.

Inside the carriage, the fog and the cold air outside are mixed, making the view white......

A few figures had fallen just now, and now the soldiers could only see a faint sight within a few meters, and some silhouettes.

The bullets arrived as scheduled, blocking almost every corner, sweeping through the area like a torrential rain.

And the position where he dodged was particularly safe, dodging a large area of strafing, but still unable to stop the torrential rain, a bullet hovered into his legs and feet, and opened a huge hole there, and a large stream of red oozed out.

Quickly hold his breath because he knows there is something extraordinary in this world.

He saw a figure, completely unaffected by the pungent smell and poisonous vapors, and he walked normally...... , every step is in the heart of the soldier......

Airplanes...... Airplanes...... , buzzing, still uncertain situations, and dumping bullets......

The bullet already represents panic......

Fortunately, after a long period of training, he overcame the instability of the trajectory and quickly released all the bullets.

Then, there was a blackening in front of him, and the figure with a faint sonic boom and a fast speed stabbed the short knife into the lobe of his lung.

Despair!

He knew the horrors of the dark world, but he didn't expect to have this inhuman speed.