Vol 8 Chapter 879: Raid in Laena
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Demon Lord
- Deathwing Neltharion
- 1886 characters
- 2021-03-01 03:45:06
May 14, night.
Fort Domick.
"Check your equipment! This is the last time! I heard everything clearly, and there was nothing wrong with it, no one can save you!"
The barbarian warrior Irvin has a very loud voice, because his height is two meters, and his voice is heavier than the average person.
"Yes, sir!"
The voices of the responses were thick and thin. Listen carefully. The barbarian soldiers have the thickest voices. The human soldiers of the original Dragon Lancer Knights and the strongest in the training camp are considered normal, while Teflin such as Masora It's a bit thinner.
He is one meter seven and five in height, but he is the thinnest among these heavily armed special forces. The special company's equipment is completely different from ordinary infantry. They do not have uniform equipment, but expensive armor that is completely customized according to each person's height and weight. Company commander Irwin was carrying a round shield on his back. His main weapon was not Sauron's tomahawk, but a broad, thick machete.
He wore a heavy rune armor. In order to operate in the dark, the original bright helmet and armor were coated with a layer of black paint, and even his face was specially painted with oil paint.
Everyone's exposed skin has a similar coating, and human soldiers have lighter armors and carry a variety of things on their backs. Masola did not wear metal armor at all, only a leather armor inlaid with spar. At the same time, this leather armor was only in the form of armor pieces tied with a rope, which looked abnormally rude.
However, although everyone has different equipment, a uniform leather armband is set on the forearm area, and the same spar plate is hung on the chest.
Massora carefully examined his weapon. Compared with those of the large weapons around him, his weapon was very compact, that is, two "fist blades" placed on his hands. Obviously this is the most suitable melee weapon for assassinations and raids. After the inspection, he tightened the square slate strapped to his chest again and touched the spar in his pocket.
"Ready! One to four rows! Go!"
Following Irvine's order, Massola immediately trot towards the airport with his comrades in front. He had excellent eyesight at night, so the behemoth parked at the airport could see it clearly.
There is already a third Falcon fighter on the side apron, but the three Falcons are not as large as the "Albatross" transport aircraft in front of them. Its body looks like some strange dragon lingers on the ground, and although it is known that it is an artificial product, Masola still has an unspeakable awe.
"Boarding!"
Stepping on a wooden ramp, Massora followed his comrades into the interior of the giant transport aircraft. It was just two floors high when he walked up. After entering, he saw four rows of simple wooden seats. Two hundred and forty fully-armed soldiers made a tacit and orderly preparation. When the number was all reached, Irvine boarded the last one and then reached for the hatch.
"seat belt!"
His voice dropped, all the "clicks" sounded, and the space inside the large cabin was very empty. Elvin glanced and confirmed that the soldiers were all in place and walked to the front of the cabin, rushing forward. The driver ’s cab reported the preparations, and within seconds, everyone heard the sound of the propellers suddenly starting outside ...
Fully eight huge propellers power this transport aircraft. Conveniently on the cabin is a huge matrix that provides energy for the propellers. Over two hundred charged crystals are inserted on them. As the sound of the propellers increases, these crystals also emit bright white light.
The airfield law group then started, and with a tremor, Massola knew that the plane was now floating above the airport. After that, I have experienced several accelerations, climbs, and waits.
The reduced air pressure caused discomfort in the eardrums, but the array in the cabin seemed to have adjusted it. Even if the plane climbed for a long time, they did not experience hypoxia. After rising to a high altitude, the temperature outside the cabin was about minus 20 degrees, but because of the constant temperature array inside the cabin, the soldiers did not feel cold.
Masorama held his fist blade in his hand and stared at the position of the cabin door. As the plane started to descend, at a certain moment, when the French array at the door suddenly glowed red, he was sitting in front of everyone. Elvin unfastened the seat belt. He stood up, made a gesture with his hands raised, and Masola and the others immediately reached out and unbuttoned the seat belt.
The noise in the cabin is so loud that no one can hear you, so you can only communicate through gestures. Elvin made the next gesture, and the soldiers stood up, and everyone took a charged spar from their pockets and inserted it on the front of the French slate.
The two platoon leaders lined up and came to the position of the two doors on the left and right of the cabin. They reached out and filled the ears with the whistling wind of the door immediately. Masola's hair was blown away. Outside the barn door, the dark night sky was full of stars, and below was a cloud of clouds covering the earth. Every time he saw this scene, he was dazzled. But before he could see anything more, the red light on the hatch changed to green, and the two platoon leaders standing at the hatch began to wave at the soldiers beside him.
"Jump! Jump! Jump!"
Massora followed the human comrade in front to the door, and the platoon leader next to him shouted loudly at himself, and his body almost instinctively executed this command and followed his comrades to step out. The feeling of weightlessness struck immediately. Then, after a few revolutions of the field of vision, the effect of the "floating array" appeared. The uncomfortable weightlessness immediately dissipated, and the roar of the surrounding wind let him know that the speed of descent was now constant.
The height of the airborne is about three kilometers. The target area below is not covered by the overcast clouds. Masola is a Teflin, so he directly uses his tail to maintain body balance, and quickly makes his body stable. Falling pose. As he pressed the button of the leather armor on his arms, he made a bang, and the small gliding wing spread out. He stretched his arms flat to the sides, and the whole person had the ability to control gliding.
The effect of the "floating array" and the feeling of air flowing, let Masola hover freely like a bird.
In the field of vision, there are comrades who jumped ahead of time. On their backs, there is a small magic circle for reminding their teammates. As a result, Massola leaned over and formed a formation with his companions.
Not long after descending, the group passed through the thick clouds. Masola felt that her body was wet with the water vapor. Fortunately, the feeling disappeared quickly. When the mist in front of her disappeared, the dark earth and the city lit with many lights came into view.
This is the heart of Bergen Territory, the city of Laena where the former Count Mirno was located.
All the landing soldiers immediately locked the landing target. They relied on small gliders with arms spread to maintain the flight direction. The huge city was getting larger and larger in view. Masola recalled the battle plan in his mind and immediately locked it. At the square north of the city center, efforts were being made to correct the direction and fly there.
But jumping from a height of three kilometers, it is not easy to accurately land in a square with a diameter of more than one hundred meters in the city. Although there were already intelligence officers on the square lighting a torch in advance as an instruction, it was very recognizable from the air, but Masola actually jumped from the plane only three times. Run into trouble.
Everyone used to do airborne exercises on a wooden shelf more than 50 meters high, but until a few days ago, they didn't really get on the plane for a three-kilometer airborne exercise. At that time, the target location was a marked target area in the wilderness, as long as it finally reached its destination. Because Masola had a tail as a means of balance, she preferred the way of "low gliding" to land. But at this time gliding to a height of 30 meters above the ground, he was scared by the many buildings in front of him ...
This city is one of the most affluent cities in the eastern and central parts of the kingdom. After decades of accumulation, the buildings near the city square are taller, including monasteries, churches, and bell towers. I really regret that I chose this method. He desperately let his arms constantly change the angle so that he can fly through the gaps between the building and the street, and at the same time estimated the distance from the square. But after he tried to avoid the eaves in front of him, the third floor of the tavern appeared unexpectedly directly in front of Masora who was trying to turn ...
Seeing that he couldn't escape, he had to grit his teeth and support his arms in front of him, and then slammed into the room through the window on the third floor of the tavern ...
Such an impact is not much of a strength for Masola's body. After all, he just glides through the air, moving at a speed of less than 30 kilometers per hour. But after smashing into the room, a scream sounded in front of me ...
Standing up, Masola with night vision ability saw a woman in the upper bed in the house screaming in horror ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and the man next to him seemed to be looking for something to defend himself. Masola narrowed his eyes and glanced at the room, rushing directly to the neck with one palm and stunned him on the spot.
Masola was very anxious at this moment, because it was a mistake to make such a big movement, but now it is useless to regret it, he quickly pulled out the magic crystal floating in the body, and jumped straight from the third floor!
When Teflin landed on the ground, his voice was very low, and Masola began to run quickly with the location in his memory, and eventually ran to the intended square within a minute. And here he found that a team of forty had assembled.
"All are here! Go!"
Elvin didn't ask anything at all. The big guys in the team were wet, but their eyes were full of excitement. Masola quickly returned to the team, and then rushed directly to the next scheduled goal.
There was no one in the square at night because of the curfew, and four people had just suffered the same thing as Masola just after the airborne, but that level of noise did not make the city's security system respond in any way. I have never heard of the concept of "airborne soldiers," and never thought that an enemy team of more than two hundred people could directly cross the city wall and appear in the city.