Chapter 613: Twelve. Conference, dance (43)

After carefully inspecting all the documents and documents, I checked them with the communication department and the higher authorities. During the period, I checked the carriage almost by inch.
As a guard, this group of people is really dedicated to the impeccable realm. But for Roland at this moment, it only means trouble.
The work of guarding warehouses and prisons is boring and can kill people the most, and its status and development prospects are not as good as those of colonial forces far away overseas-those uncivilized indigenous people are vulnerable to attack and at the same time have countless wealth, as long as they are eliminated or captured They... Although most of the treasures will be dedicated to Her Majesty the Queen, or flowing into the pockets of the officers, they can still be divided into good things worth thousands or even tens of thousands of Florin silver coins. In addition, in the task, they can also do some things that can never be done in the local area to pass the time. For example: murder, rape, robbery...
Compared with the local garrison troops, the colonial troops that "in the name of the mother goddess bring the teachings of gods and the light of civilization to the uncivilized areas" are really overly moist. It stands to reason that such a sharp contrast will definitely form a mental gap, which will bring a heavy blow to morale, and their work attitude should become negative and loose, so as to give others an opportunity to take advantage. But as far as Roland sees it, this does not seem to be the case.
Is it because of inertia? Or is it a cruel continuous sitting system that harms children and grandchildren? I'm afraid there are, but neither is.
"Sorry, people here are always of this virtue."
At the end of the negotiations with the captain of the garrison, Lance Luodai leaned out of the window and returned to a proper sitting position. Roland just met the gloomy eyes of the man outside the window. Feeling the cold sight of a decent acquaintance, looking up at the main tower that seemed to overwhelm everything. Roland once again realized that he was a "foreign body"-the feeling that the unwelcome people especially enjoyed when they broke into the field that should not be entered.
"It's okay, they are also responsible, and no matter how we say, it is also our unreasonable request to visit the armory first.
A part of the prison area adjacent to Lundy Numta serves as an armory, which also contains dangerous goods such as gunpowder. When Roland applied to Lance Luodai to visit the armory, even the round table knight was startled. There is no precedent for allowing Charlemagne citizens to go deep into the military, and the normal-minded Albion officer is unlikely to agree, let alone the smart and capable Secretary of State. No matter what you think, you will be rejected.
It is shocking to drop the chin. Walsingham actually agreed.
The reason given by Roland is simple. If the jewelry thief opens a certain enchantment or interferes with the spell, then the distance of Diana's sensing jewelry will be greatly reduced, which will inevitably increase the difficulty of searching. Rather than aimlessly hit the Universiade, it is better to start with a series of recent serial explosions. Judging from the amount and type of explosives used in the explosion. The prisoners are likely to be active military personnel who are proficient and have access to explosives. Therefore, multiple explosions can be made in a short time. The most important thing is. The purpose of these serial explosions is likely to be to divert attention and temporarily remove everyone's attention from the jewelry thief, thus creating opportunities for the thieves to break away.
The ratio of lies and truth in this rhetoric is about 40%. So that it looks more reasonable and real. But it is not enough for Walsingham to open up military power to the citizens of potential enemy countries.
Roland was also prepared, he gave a reason Walsingham difficult to refuse.
How do we act in line with the inmate's thinking?
Assuming that the prisoner’s purpose is to divert his attention through the bombing, he will continue to make bombings before he is captured. No one can guarantee that the next bombing will be small-scale and there will be no casualties. If the bombing escalates further, Albian’s national security and dignity will inevitably be negatively affected, which is exactly what Mr. Walsingham wants to see. But it is obviously impossible for him to give up hunting down the jewelry thief and let the national interests suffer.
In this case, why not change your mind and pretend to be holding the nose by the bomb demon and lure the other party away from the safe den?
Hearing this, the eyes of the Secretary of State’s Secretary suddenly brightened.
Roland and they are foreigners. Although it is risky to let them go to the armory, it can also create a kind of "superficially showing mutual trust between the two countries, cooperating in the detection of serial explosions, and actually wanting to exclude the Charlemagne from jewelry theft." Illusion. If the other party is fooled and takes action, then the agents will soon catch the fox tail...
this is a good idea.
Secretary Walsingham signed the relevant documents very happily, and accompanied by a knight of the round table, the visit process was strictly restricted, and Roland and his party were allowed to inspect the ordnance offices of Lundinium.
The soldiers below neither know the calculations of the big men nor Roland under the guise of collaboration, so that Diana secretly tries to search for jewelry tricks. What they see and feel is just the unhappiness caused by foreign bodies invading themselves to perform their duties, and then project this unhappiness to the uninvited guests.
"It's inevitable to be hated by others. As long as you can catch the prisoner smoothly and settle the problem early, everything is worth it."
Roland raised his mouth and put on an adult-style wry smile, and the unfriendly gaze outside the window was increasing and focusing. Lance Luodai nodded and was about to say something. Suddenly, a long horn sounded from the window, and soon the rapid bell rang. The unhappy people dispersed, and the carriage stopped after a sloshing.
"Alarms, alarms, all personnel will enter their respective combat positions, non-combatants will enter the designated area to avoid. Alarms, alarms."
The method of amplifying the sound spreads the command sound to every corner of the tower group. Countless soldiers rushed out of the barracks with their own weapons and rushed towards the area they were responsible for. The magician sergeants began to recite the mantra, and then watched the sky alertly, at this time, the light blue semi-circular light curtain came down, and the large defensive style "wall of light" enveloped the entire Lundy Num Tower . Beyond the light curtain, knights maneuvering Manticor rose from the small floating patrol boats.
Lundy Numta is like a bear just awakened from hibernation at this moment~EbookFREE.me~ is full of anger and opened his teeth, ready to give the offender a fatal blow. But the alarm and command sounds were repeated again and again, but the mysterious offender did not show up.
"This is... air defense warning?"
Lance Luodai, who jumped off the carriage, quickly recognized the type of alarm. She couldn't help but be surprised. Someone dared to invade Lundy Neumta from the air during the day? Where is this madman? Moreover, no trace of the enemy has been seen so far, could it be a false alarm? But it seems that this is not the case with patrol boats and Manticore.
Suddenly, some kind of pressure poured from just above the top of the head. Although there was no clear feeling, the internal organs and the atmosphere did feel "something is approaching", and this caused a reaction. Looking up instinctively, the young round table knight suddenly grew speechless.
"Oh my god, I'm crazy...everyone get off the bus! Hurry!"
Roland groaned through the array gap of Manticore in telescope, and looked at the sky, moaning, and within a second after recognizing what a fast-magnifying black spot in the field of vision was, the boy yelled, While dragging the overwhelmed round table knight, he ran toward the carriage behind the ladies. (To be continued...)