.One Hundred and Fifty Nine, Forced Demolition in the Air (2)

One hundred and fifty-nine, forced air demolition (2)

Standing on the edge of the floating city above the Concession Port Area, with the help of Hawkeye's technique, it is easy to find that the situation is deteriorating sharply.

Inside the walls and trenches of the Yokohama Concession, two armies really showed up in a formation of flags and barricades with guns facing each other. Although the atmosphere was extremely tense, there was a risk of fire from guns at any time, since the upper levels of both sides were still hesitating and unable to make up for a bloody battle, so as of now, it was still relatively calm.

But on the periphery of the concession, it is now full of trouble. There are swords and swords fighting everywhere, as well as residents who are escaping in panic. Some unlucky houses were ignited by fire and ignited with smoke...

Just like the US military base in Japan in another world, the Yokohama Concession, which has a strict structure, gorgeous architecture and solid barriers, is surrounded by a large area of ​​dense and chaotic local simple houses. In this slum, there are many local natives who provide various services to foreigners in the concession, or rely on the concession to make a living, including servants, vegetable vendors, sedan chairmen, handicraftsmen, newspaper boys, beggars, coolies, street girls, and thieves... They are simply all-round, and the public security situation has never been very good.

Especially in recent days, with the burning of Oedo Hachihachi Town, hundreds of thousands of down-and-out refugees who were out of food and clothing have been produced nearby. They have lost their homes, wealth and work, and are forced to fight for extremely limited relief porridge in a ruined scorched earth, so as to survive. Every day, people die of illness and starvation. Many people flock to the Yokohama Concession to try their luck and further muddle the water... Therefore, before the main armed confrontation in the city started to open the fire, the homeless people in the slums with hunger eyes could not wait to take risks and take advantage of the chaos to rob their families...

In this regard, both sides, who are currently in a tense confrontation, are temporarily unable to intervene, so they have to turn a blind eye first. Even if such uncontrolled riots may eventually induce more intense conflicts, which will further worsen the situation.

And when he arrived at Feili in the floating city at the first time, he had similar thoughts.

"…The situation in the concession is indeed not good, but after all, the fight has not started yet, right?"

After glanced at the building below, I confirmed that the suppression troops had not yet begun to attack various barricades, Feili turned around and spread her hands at Owo, "... Let's finish the business at hand first, these crucial magic engines and spare parts, I can't feel at ease if I haven't been transported to the Xiangrui.

Soldiers can still recruit again when they die in battle, and arms can be consumed. Even if they lose a lot of money, they can also train their practical experience. However, the engines discarded in the floating city are unique and rare goods in the entire Far East, and there is no other way to get them. If there is anything in the chaos, so that our Xiangrui can't be repaired, and we can only continue to lie down on the beach in Edo Bay... I really want to cry and have nowhere to cry."

Hearing such a reasonable and vital interest explanation, Aowo, who also served as the engineer, shut up and said nothing.

After a few minutes, the old black dragon Holmes finally flew back and forth, holding a cable in his mouth, and climbed up to the floating city with great difficulty. However, before Feili could instruct it to land, the deformed old black dragon suddenly sagged its wings, thrust down the yellow sand pile like a hill, and then rolled down the sand dune. While stirring up a large area of ​​smoke and dust storm, he also stepped on several simple shacks that originally lived in migrant workers to pieces.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Feili and the few people following him were not prepared and were close to each other, so they were shocked on the spot that they were unsteady and became a pile of rolling gourds, their clothes and faces were covered with dust, as if they had just been dug out of the grave. If you really want to say that the more embarrassed you are, the more embarrassed you are...

After finally waiting for the gravel rubble that was flying like popcorn, almost all had landed on the ground, Fili coughed and barely supported himself, shouting and scolding Holmes, who was also covered in dust.

"...Ahem, sherlock Holmes, you have never considered your size, so you don't know how to do it lightly? Ahem, you actually smashed such a large floating city like a meteorite, and you actually hit an earthquake... Uh, no, it's an air shaking... Not right, it's a city shaking... Well, it's not a car shaking anyway..."

Just as he was struggling with what appropriate words should be used to describe the accident caused by the deformed old Heilong, he seemed to have noticed something strange again, and his face suddenly became strange.

"...Damn it, why is the ground still trembling? It's not a rubber duck floating in the bathtub, it's swaying endlessly with a touch... Oh, my god, how is this possible? This floating city... is being started and accelerated."

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"...Huh, I finally started this simple version of the magic control console. It was really not good to use. It crashed and restarted more than thirty times before I could barely make any noise... Alas, I was worried just now that the Miser nuclear reactor below would not cause any fatal problems if it was forced to operate like this."

Nearly a hundred feet deep in the "underground" of the floating city, in a dark and turbid air, a middle-aged magician in military uniform put down the oak wand in his hand with relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed, "...Oh, I was worried just now that the Miser nuclear reactor below would not cause any fatal problems if it was to force us to operate it roughly like this."

On the stone platform in front of him, a crystal ball the size of a palm was emitting a faint blue light.

The surfaces of the crystal ball and the stone platform are covered with a layer of extremely fine metal wire, forming a complex magic pattern like a spider web, extending to the back of the wall. Countless magical auras visible to the naked eye flow rapidly between these complex patterns, reciprocating, gathering and dispersing... enough to make the layman dizzy.

However, although this control stand looks quite brilliant, except for the only crystal ball, there are no colorful gems or crystals used for amplification at the nodes of these magic patterns, and there are no expensive metals such as pure gold or mitril. It can be seen that it is a cheap version of inferior goods. Not only does it have a limited service life, it is difficult to operate flexibly - so it will fail frequently when it is started.

"...You are content. Don't make any unlucky complaints about Morock. I'm lucky to have a simple magic control console that is available in this emergency. You know, this is an unfinished semi-finished floating city. Not to mention the cab, navigation tower, monitoring room and main control center have not started construction. Even the mansion of the lord who accommodates these key agencies has only built a circle of exterior walls..."
Chapter completed!