After Puno left, when the air in the room was basically replaced, Cassia closed the window and began to sit on the bed to read. She had been resting on the train for a long time, and she still had no intention of being tired.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the movements from Puno came at this time, as if they were cooking. His sturdy body, a bag of biscuits was not enough to fill his stomach.

After about ten o'clock, the station was completely silent, and Puno went to bed very early.

Cassia turned off the lights at the right time, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, thinking about the locomotives.

Of course, he would not be ready to stay here for a long time, waiting for the army on the other side of the front to arrive or the re-arrangement. In Cassia's opinion, it was all about luck. He didn't have much time to go to the front, so he couldn't count on these unsure things. He was still looking forward to the communication equipment suddenly getting better tomorrow morning and reducing many troubles in the future. But on the one hand, he still had to make other plans.

Those locomotives may be used. This is a station, which has basic maintenance tools, and the important thing is to have a complete set of power facilities to run the station. This shows that high-pressure and high-temperature steam can be supplemented. If you are lucky, maybe gathering a few locomotive parts can make one of them move again.

The industrial products of the empire, especially military equipment, have always been the standard of the empire in terms of quality and are also a reflection of high quality. When Avalon's technology was flowing into the empire, the first thing he came into contact with was the military factory.

"The problem shouldn't be big." Cassia could only pray like this in her heart, then closed her eyes and started to rest.

The next day, the winter morning came here much earlier than the area near the Endless Sea in the Empire. Puno got up before dawn, and the noise of making breakfast came to Cassia's ears from the side.

Just before Puno came over to call him, he got up, and breakfast was simply fried eggs and so on. Cassia expressed her gratitude and asked about the communication equipment.

"I'm sorry, I still didn't respond. Maybe it's going to be fine in the afternoon." Puno said, eating twice the food of ordinary people, "Don't worry, don't look at the weeds around here. In fact, it's a good thing to stand on a high place to see the scenery. You can try it later."

Cassia nodded, not following the words.

After breakfast, Puno began to conduct routine inspections of various parts of the station. This was a habit that had been developed for more than ten years, and it was not easy to change it. Moreover, there was nothing to do here a day, and hunting in winter was not very feasible.

Puno asked Casia to go around the station, and he had no help.

Walking straight through the small vegetable garden, Cassia walked to the abandoned locomotives.

I didn't see it very clearly at night. Now, just from the outside, the preservation level is much better than Cassia imagined. It is bigger than an ordinary locomotive, because it is because of the thick steel plate welded on the body. A total of two layers of steel plates were welded on it. From some cracked gaps, you can see that there is a layer of hard ceramic sheets that have been broken into pieces in the middle.

A very simple bulletproof structure is a locomotive on the front line. The armor layer on the body is not thick, and ordinary-caliber platinum bullets may be able to be sieved in a very short time.

Some rapid-fire machine guns can pass the heat dissipation technology of the barrel, or have a specially designed cooling system, and a dedicated bullet box, and can pour out thousands of bullets in a minute and last for a long time. If there is no such solid defense, the enemy will bypass a big bend and ambush the side of the railway. The train that cannot change the route of the operation is indeed just a living target that cannot be avoided.

The red rust had fallen all over the ground, all of which were like blood thirsty, and even buried the rails under Cassia's feet. There was a "crunch" sound when stepped on it.

Cassia picked up a stone and knocked it hard on these iron sheets. Large pieces of sticky rust fell down. The sound of "dongdong" also spread far away in this deserted wilderness, and then it was slowly absorbed by the continuous wilderness.

Puno said that these locomotives have been here for several years, but the rust layer has not yet been able to corrode the first layer of bronze steel plates, but it only leaves countless bumpy marks on it. There is indeed no place to be picky about in terms of quality.

All the doors on the side were broken, and several of them had fallen off the train due to the rust and damage of the hinge part and fell into the weeds on the side of the railway foundation.

The control room was very empty, and Cassia found that the situation on the train was not as good as it was seen on the surface. It was good news that the rust failed to corrode the armor layer, but in his plan, those things were to be removed. The important thing still depends on whether the structure hidden under the iron sheet of the train can still be used enough.

There was a chaotic scene inside after being destroyed, with traces of welding and cutting everywhere, although the copper pipes and high-pressure steam cans were still there. Because these were all bulky things, the volume and weight almost formed half of the locomotive. When the military abandoned these locomotives, they did not think about taking them away. After all, taking off these parts, the workload was equivalent to dismantling a complete locomotive.

The parts that were taken away were technically content, various valve combinations used for control, as well as the handover system of steam hose, and most importantly, the zero-type differential machine. The steam turbine as the main power mechanism seemed to have been removed, and the remaining structure could be counted in the eyes. It is the core structure of condensation technology, and such results should have been imagined long ago.

But last night I heard Puno's words, Cassia originally expected that most of the locomotives that stayed here would be kept in a relatively complete manner. The zero-type differential machine did not think about it, and it would be fine if it was gone. It is also completely possible to control input and output by relying on hardware, and the difference is only in terms of accuracy and cumbersomeness.
Chapter completed!