The prisoner and the sea

The ground floor of the Hometown Man.

In a huge cave, several large machines composed of thousands of gears, bolts, bearings, and pistons are continuously casting smelted mineral ingots into shiny military bullets.

The loud bang caused the conversation to turn into a hoarse roar.

The night watchman shouted to his companions:

"When do we switch shifts?"

"What?"

"When will the shift change!"

"What do you say?"

"Ahhhh!"

His companion looked at him like crazy Root, and shouted, "What are you yelling!"

No way, the night watchman went to the soundproof duty cabin.

"This Suka machine!"

This sentence was heard by his companion.

"This machine is not Suka. This machine is a symbol of civilization, the giant hammer of March, and the call of the Sea of ​​Illusion."

"What?" The night watchman had tinnitus sequelae, which occurs frequently among Utopians, mostly due to the influence of these huge machines.

"I said." His companion looked a little dissatisfied, "I just said that this machine is a symbol of civilization, you see, humble people like you and me can chat here without going to the outside world..."

"What are you talking about?" The night watchman was bewildered.

His companion stopped talking and cursed: "This Suka machine! It must drive people crazy. You! What did you want to say just now?"

He made a loud voice.

Now the night watchman heard clearly, spit out, took out the cigarette, and roared loudly as if singing:

"Change! When will the shift be changed!"

"There are still two hours, Suka's, our concept of time is a bit fuzzy."

"Oh!"

The night watchman lit a cigarette sullenly, and handed another one to his companion. The two shared this cheap and luxurious enjoyment.

The pungent feeling brought by cheap shredded tobacco rushed straight into the sky, pushing his tailbone, making it tingly and numb, and tears were about to fall.

In a daze, he glanced out of the window.

those machines!

He wanted to write a poem about these giant metal creations, a few lines of praise.

Hell, what should I say... He was scratching the little ink in his stomach, but his eyes suddenly stopped.

He saw a man!

Wearing a black robe, he stood among the huge machines.

Not like a nice guy!
No, how do good people come back here?
"Guards!"

The night watchman shouted loudly, and his companion was startled by him, and turned his head to look.

The corner of the man in black robe ignited a raging flame.

It turns its head.

A pair of flaming eyes stared at the night watchmen.

A streak of flame formed a sinister grin.

A sweet, cold, and indifferent girlish voice read:

"Nine rounds of flames shot down the sun."

A long line composed of nine flames released from behind it, instantly crawled through the air and chased the living person away.

It's like a gorgeous firework is tied to the tail of an off-string arrow.

The source force armor of the Night Watcher was instantly destroyed.

But he had already thought of this, at the moment when the Yuanli armor was shattered, taking advantage of the momentary opportunity to block the flames, he drew out his lightsaber—a sword cut off the alarm.

The alarm that was destroyed by external force together with the alarm device on the ground suddenly issued a screaming alarm signal. …

The night watchman's companion jumped to his side through the gap:

"Three wild boars are not afraid of hungry wolves."

Yuanli turned into grass boards, wooden boards and bricks to block the front, and the eight flames that followed only penetrated the Yuanli grass boards and smashed the Yuanli wooden boards.

The black-robed creature chuckled, swung his hands down, and two long knives that looked like claws popped out.

It jumped up.

……

"This quarter, the number of castings for military use has increased by 6.75%, and the number of castings for standard models has increased by 68.15%. In order to cope with the currency pressure of the Sucha Festival, we expedited the delivery of the bullet reserves of the Old Countryman from the Abandoned Capital and the Queen Mary. Coming back, the money increment will be 145%, which should handle the pressure."

Long Yan is reporting and reporting at the internal conductor meeting of the Fellowship.

This is the honorable tradition of the Citizens' Meeting.

The witch even brought this kind of thing here... Gwen was distracted, which was in stark contrast to the curse blade on the left side who was listening very seriously.Sitting on her right is Kasim, this beautiful and beautiful spy also has a serious expression on his face.

"The wine reserve has increased by 50%, the food reserve has reached 274%, and I am now sending out an application and answering questions. I request to take out 10.45% of the currency reserve of the fellow account, increase the food reserve to more than 650%, and increase the wine reserve Increased to more than 280%."

Wearing that suit of armor, Long Yan stood in front of the conference table, looked around, and said loudly:
"Start on the left."

The first one on the left was a Shad driver. Gwen remembered that he was the owner of six watch shops and operated a chain of parts shops.He even went to the car captain's shop to buy parts!

"Hello, Captain Long Yan."

The old Shad was a little thin, and he frowned and asked: "What I want to ask is that taking out more than 10% of currency reserves will increase the pressure on our currency. Recently, some people here have exchanged clocks for clocks. Bartering, and taking out so many bullets to exchange for food, will it be a bit... You know, food can’t be stored for more than a month, and if there is a surplus of food that can’t be disposed of, the future of the Fellowship will be..."

"Thank you for your outspokenness, Captain Lawn."

Long Yan nodded politely.

"According to hidden information, there will be a batch of as many as 10 large cat lanterns, more than [-] medium-sized cat lanterns, and countless small cat lanterns coming to participate in the Yecha Festival of our fellow countryman. These cat lanterns They all speak Utopia and carry goods. In order to avoid the price of food being fired nearly [-] times more, I think it is necessary to increase food reserves.”

"Then..." The Shards had other questions to ask.

Gwen looked to the right and saw Kasim half-squinting those amazingly beautiful violet eyes, thinking about something.Looking to the left, Cursed Blade seemed to have found some inspiration, and with that mysterious smile on his face, he slowly closed the notebook.

Sure enough, it was still her.

Gwen nudged Spellblade's arm lightly with his elbow.

"Curseblade, Curseblade."

"Ok?"

"Why increase the currency reserve?"

"The Sucha Festival is equivalent to a large-scale trade fair. Think about it, a population of nearly three million people will flock to the Old Villager to bring their usual prey, harvested plants, and unclear cultural relics. The sale of antiquities and the like, in exchange for a large amount of currency to buy the supplies needed for two seasons, if you think about it this way, you will know why so many military and standard models are needed as currency.”…

Curse Blade shook his head at the same time: "Beware of other carriages coming to rob after the Tea Festival. After the Tea Festival, the bullet stock of the bustling train will decrease, and sometimes the guards will only be equipped with three to five A magazine. This leaves room for the operator, after all, the more prosperous the carriage, the more this is the case.”

She characterizes the guards of the Freaky Bustling Train.

To put it simply, throw a smoke bomb, and then mix two shuttles into the smoke bomb.

In this world, there is no Danish core technology. It is obviously not a good choice to kill thieves by mixing smoke, but it is the easiest way to save life, but it is a serious waste of bullets.

"So it is very important to ensure the ammunition storage capacity."

"..."

Answering questions one by one, and after solving the doubts and doubts of the captains, Long Yan announced that the resolution was passed, which meant that the entire Fellowship would serve this matter.Even Smirnov, who was a representative of the commissioner's team, could not stop it.

Smirnov said with an ugly face: "Captain Long Yan, it's not a good thing to make the whole fellow ship move for the purpose of transportation..."

"Thank you for your sagacious warning and your compassionate concern for the Homelander, Agent Smirnoff, but the resolution passed cannot be disputed."

Long Yan maintained the demeanor of the captain and said: "You know, starting from now on the Laoxiangren, smuggling goods will become an extreme crime, and death will be the price. This decision will increase the number of goods we can provide, and also give The increasingly rampant black market is cooling down, preventing more malicious incidents from being born."

This must have something to do with the contraband that the special mission team wanted to bring in... Gwen felt that it was too a coincidence that yesterday the special commissioner came to talk to him about business, and today the ban was issued.

Gwen nudged the Spellblade again.

Curseblade turned his head sideways, his handsome screaming face had a serious expression that was not usually seen.

"Our business?"

Gwen pointed to yesterday's business.

"Don't do it."

Curseblade's lips were close to Gwen's ear, and he said in a low voice, "The deposit has been refunded because we offered not to do it."

Really?

Gwen looked at Curseblade suspiciously.

"At the same time, you can say that Maohualuo can do it, but the total price will be increased by 20%, and an extra 20 watts of oil and soil will be given."

This is the curse blade!

Gwen nodded in satisfaction.How could a Suka bastard like Cursed Blade not do it because of the ban?Put on a skin and do it!Theoretically speaking, the effect of the Longyan ban should be able to cover the cat lamp, but because the cat lamp is too cunning, if it can't be found, it will run away, and then it can come back after dyeing its fur.Coupled with the fact that there are a large number of different types of cat lanterns coming at the Yecha Festival, there is no need to worry about Long Yan and Mao Hualuo's deadly clashes.

Just when Smirnov was overwhelmed by Long Yan's yin and yang qi (I don't know when he learned the yin and yang qi skill), he was about to say 'Long Yan, you will regret it! ', just waiting for Long Yan to add 'I am the driver', there was a loud knock on the door.

With the first knock, Long Yan and Smirnov stopped.

The second time, all the car captains put down their work and looked at the gate with great interest.

The third time.

Then the door slowly opened. …

A group of Longyan's Ron's personal guards walked in wearing that giant frighteningly cool silver Gothic armor, wearing a red cloak, and carrying a specially customized gray-red rifle.The menacing appearance made one wonder whether Long Yan would suddenly announce the dissolution of the parliament.

Among the guards was a girl in a blue robe.It was Ron En, with a frightened and uneasy expression on his face, some kind of ashes stained his fair face, and his left foot seemed to be hurt a bit.The soft black hair is a bit naturally curly. When she noticed that many people were looking at her, she lowered her head in fear, and her pair of coyote-like canine ears trembled uneasily.

Very strange.

Gwen had never met the man.

"Captain." The captain of Longyan's personal guard said, "This is Claire Demian. She begged for your interview, and after I reviewed her standards, I think it is necessary for you to give her three minutes to listen to her." message."

Gwen noticed that Curseblade straightened up with considerable interest.

The relationship between the captain of the pro-guard and the lord of the car commander is very close, and they can even play the role of a housekeeper to a certain extent.

Long Yan nodded slightly: "Everyone, I'm sorry."

He walked towards the No. [-] lounge next to the conference room with heavy steps, which was his exclusive use and a room for receiving individual visitors.

The Ron guards protected the girl and walked towards the No. [-] lounge.

When they all went in and closed the door, the discussion sounded in the meeting room.

"Curseblade, do you know what happened?"

Gwen was all used to the Questing Blade.

And the latter?
The squirrel girl said helplessly: "I don't know, I'm not from the No. [-] Villager, and my intelligence network here is not too much."

Gwen felt a touch on the shoulder.

Turning his head to the side, he saw Kasim looking at him, his violet eyes had a sense of condescension.

"Probably because of the explosion just now."

Kasim said.

"explode?"

Gwen and Curseblade stared at her curiously at the same time, and the beautiful spy nodded slightly: "Just now, many people discovered that a very subtle explosion occurred on one side of the Old Countryman. Destroyed three wellheads and shut down Lines [-] and [-]."

"That exaggerated?"

Gwen covers her mouth.

"Yes. But I don't know exactly what happened, but it should be related to the explosion."

"Thank you." Gwen thanked him contentedly after eating the melon.

At present, he is still at the stage of junior melon eater. He only needs to know a little bit of the inside story, not much more than the average person, and that is enough.It doesn't look like the squirrel boy Curseblade is already scratching his chin and thinking about how to trick Kasim's intelligence network into his hands.

"If you are interested in news, you can find me at any time, and I am willing to accompany you at any time."

Kasim said.

"Ah... Really, thank you."

Gwen looked away.

At this time, the door of lounge No. [-] opened, and Long Yan walked out, followed by the personal guards, and the black-haired girl. The expression on the other side seemed to relax a little, even the stains on her face were wiped off.

Everyone in the conference room sat upright, and even the bastard-type captain like Gwen looked at him seriously.

Long Yan returned to the center.

"The Old Countryman's Faang military bullet foundry was attacked. Six night watchmen and fifty guards were killed. At the same time, a huge explosion occurred. The extent of the damage is currently unknown, but all rescuers were unable to go down to check the situation. , It’s too hot. At the same time, seven subway tunnels were blocked by the high temperature, and the people inside may not last long.”

After Long Yan finished speaking, he said coldly:
"After the curfew tonight, I will send my guards to pick you up and continue discussing the arrangements for the Tea Festival."

"Now, I need to go out to the rescue."

"That high temperature zone, only I can go down."

Gwen raised her hand: "I have some help here and I am not afraid of the high temperature. I can go down with you."

Long Yan smiled—although he couldn't see it, he should have smiled happily when he looked at the armor:
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Captain Gwen."