Deep Sea Embers Chapter 418: near midnight

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The sound of gunfire roared, and the steam mechanism drove the heavy mechanical spider to turn its body. The six-barreled machine gun spun and spit out angry flames to the surroundings, sweeping across the monsters that kept emerging from the fog like a harvest, and there were bullets from time to time Flying out of those thick fogs, hitting the armor of the walkers and the sandbags of the barricades.

There are also "soldiers" among the monsters, including fully armed soldiers, and even walking mechanical spiders flowing with black mud.

As the battle continues, there are more and more dangerous enemies.

"These **** things are copying us!"

A soldier wearing a breathing mask hid behind the barricade, and shouted angrily while frantically pulling the trigger. The metal armor on his body was already scarred,

The power pipe at the joint of the armor was damaged, and hissing steam gushed out of the valve, and on the steam backpack behind him, the logo of the elite garrison of Frost City could be seen.

"We're not the only ones they copied," the team commander said loudly, his voice hoarse and dull behind the breathing mask—the dense fog on the street was getting worse, in order to avoid the possible poisonous gas in the fog, now The garrison troops who entered the combat zone to perform tasks have already put on these fearsome breathing masks, "everything that appears in the fog is an enemy, all enemies!"

"I just saw a group of people running past the intersection ahead!" Another soldier suddenly shouted, "Looks like armed civilians—or sailors on a ship!"

"I saw it too, it was very blurry, they seemed to be burning, but the fire was green!

The team commander raised his head when he heard the words, but in the next second, a strange howl suddenly came from the other side of the thick fog, surrounded by the sharp sound of death.

A grenade penetrated the dense fog, crossed the gap between the barricades, and fell directly at the foot of the steam walker—without any reaction time, the grenade exploded, raining shrapnel.

The thin metal breastplate couldn't block the deadly impact at such a close range, and the team commander and his soldiers were blown out together.

After an unknown period of time, he regained a little sobriety in a trance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the steam walker staggeringly toppled, its armor torn, and all the power pipes gushing out. White mist, the only remaining machine gun turret poured out the last barrage as it fell.

Countless shadowy things emerge from the fog and rush to the next intersection.

The team commander squirmed his body slowly, holding a grenade that had already pulled the ring in his hand. He couldn't remember when he got it—maybe it was blown up just now Sometimes, it may be a subconscious reaction when I lose consciousness.

Feeling exhausted, he threw the grenade into the thick fog.

But he just let go weakly.

The iron-gray metal cylinder came loose from his hand and rolled down the street with a clattering sound. Its fuze sizzled with smoke, rolled to the side of the road, and fell into a dry sink— —through the darkness, into the crevices, through the sloping vents, into the age-worn underworld of the Frost City, with a roar in the forgotten darkness.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound from far above the head, and the ceiling of the tunnel seemed to tremble slightly, scattering a little sand and dust.

"Sailor" suddenly shrank his neck, his withered face showed a trace of tension: "This place really won't

Collapse? ! "

"It hasn't collapsed in the past few decades at least," Lawrence stepped forward, the gas lamps embedded in the corridor walls on both sides gave off a dim glow, illuminating the way forward, "As a mummy, you Why are you so timid? Your 'abnormality' should be something that scares others, right?"

"I think... digging such a huge underground space under the city-state itself is scary enough!" Anomaly 077 said nervously, "What do you think..."

Lawrence shrugged: "I don't know, I didn't dig it."

Then he ignored the mummy, but lowered his head to the small mirror on his chest and said, "Martha, how is your situation?"

"It's very lively," Martha's voice came from the mirror, and the background seemed to be mixed with explosions and artillery fire from afar, "After you entered the second waterway, the whole mirror world went 'crazy' ,—all ships inside and outside a port are firing at me."

"Are you okay?"

"I'm not that easy to sink - but the bad thing is, the enemy doesn't seem to be that easy to sink either, they keep getting replenished from the reflection."

Lawrence was silent for a while, and looked up at the dark and deep corridor ahead.

"How far is it from here to the deepest point?" he asked.

"It's far away, but you can take a short cut. Lawrence frowned: "Short cut?"

"Notice the water on the ground?

Find a road sign, then find the nearest standing water to the road sign, and look at the scenery reflected in it. "

Lawrence followed Martha's instructions suspiciously and came to a stagnant water that met the requirements, and looked down at the reflection inside.

A crossroad was reflected in the reflection, and a nameplate was nailed to the wall next to the intersection, and the words "Main Sewage Pipeline of Uptown City" could be vaguely seen.

He opened his eyes wide and looked up to his side.

On the wall next to him, on the mottled nameplate was the words "Sewage discharge in the port area" impressively written.

Martha's voice came from the mirror: "Did you see? The world in the mirror image is not continuous."

"...Unbelievable...just like a dream..." Lawrence muttered to himself, and looked down at the pool of water under his feet again. Even as one of the most experienced captains in the boundless sea, he couldn't He did not admit that everything in this mirror city was beyond his imagination, but soon he came to his senses, "Then how can we use these 'shortcuts,'?"

"You have arrived," Martha said with a smile, "When you stay in this 'mirror,' long enough, you will have arrived."

Lawrence was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly raised his head.

He saw a crossroads in front of him, and the dim and flickering gas lamps were inlaid on the wall of the corridor at the intersection. According to his latest nameplate, the mottled handwriting could be vaguely recognized as the main sewage pipe in the upper city.

Anomaly 077 looked at the sudden change of surroundings in astonishment, and his eyes quickly swept back and forth in the reflection of the roadside nameplate and ponding water, before suddenly shouting: "Is this reasonable?!"

A circle of sailors all set their eyes on the mummy.

Lawrence didn't care about the "sailor's" reaction, he just looked thoughtfully at the dimly lit corridor ahead, and after a long while he frowned suspiciously and said to Martha: "We are already in the second waterway , but what about the 'helpers' you mentioned earlier? Those 'Queen's Guards who fought in the second waterway?"

There was the sound of distant gunfire in the mirror, and Martha's voice reached Lawrence's ears after a few seconds of delay: "Take the fork on the left, follow the red road sign, and stop when there is no road. Wait...they will show up, when the time comes, they will show up."

Lawrence frowned: "Time?"

“·····The attack time of the Queen’s Guard is at midnight—every day at midnight, before this time, they are invisible.”

In the "Golden Flute" tavern, in the secret room where the underground contact station is located, the "old ghost" lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

"What time is it..."

The old man's eyes seemed to be in a trance, and he muttered like a dream, but in the dimly lit room, the only response to him was the occasional "beep" sound from some monitoring equipment, as well as a faint sound coming from nowhere. Jojo's gunshots.

The next second, the old ghost suddenly widened his eyes.

Indistinct gunshots?

Gunshots!

The old man woke up instantly, and the gunshots came to his ears, faint and indistinct, as if separated not only by thick walls and floors, but also by decades of time—he quickly crawled out of bed He got up, and then reached out and grabbed something beside the bed.

It was a big wrench that he kept by his side even when he was sleeping.

It is his tool as well as his weapon.

"The fight is on...the fight is on...I can't sleep here...it's time to gather..."

The old ghost muttered, put on his shoes tremblingly, put on the coat that was placed on the chair next to him, then raised his head again, looking at the room where he just slept.

This is the secret room used to communicate with the Sea Mist Fleet. Nemo arranged for him to rest here and take care of the equipment here.

But in the next second, the old ghost seemed to have forgotten everything related to this room again, his eyes became cloudy again, and he looked suspiciously at the door not far away.

"Oh! The door is here!"

The old ghost suddenly realized ~IndoMTL.com~ with a happy look on his face, then he walked over quickly and pulled open the iron door leading to the secret underground passage.

Across the door is a narrow and cold corridor. The lights in the corridor flicker on and off, and there is a hissing sound caused by insufficient gas supply from the gas pipe.

"The gas pipeline is not normal... Is the air pressure not enough... No, no, now is not the time to care about these..." The old ghost looked at the lights in the corridor and muttered quickly, he stepped forward One step, but suddenly remembered something, and looked back at the secret room where he was resting just now.

The room is empty.

Everyone is probably gathered in the tavern on the ground.

"Crow, I'm going out, you stay at home!"

The old ghost yelled at the empty room, then turned around, and slowly walked towards the deep and dark passage with his big wrench that never left his body.

Go to the second waterway.

The time has come for the Queen's Guard to strike back.