"Hey, have you heard? The defeated soldiers of Longmen are all back. They are disheveled and their weapons are gone. They were beaten badly."
The pale sunlight shines into the building through the holes, giving the dusty place a dark yellow glow. Two Integration Movement soldiers walked in the empty corridor. The friction between the stones and the soles of their shoes made a squeaking sound that echoed throughout the corridor.
"The few people we met while standing guard at the door just now must be the soldiers returning from Longmen..."
A soldier shook the weapon in his hand casually, his voice lazily, as if he had not yet woken up from his nap.
"Woke me up."
He stretched out, glanced at the window beside him, and saw a flash of white passing by the wall downstairs.
"Wait."
The soldier's heart tightened suddenly. He stopped and rubbed his eyes, trying to see clearly what he just saw, but all he could see was the dilapidated scene that he was tired of seeing.
There is nothing white.
"What's wrong?"
The soldier's companion looked back at him, confused.
"I seem to see...the enemy."
He slowly turned his head to meet his companion's gaze, thinking about whether to inform his superiors, but was interrupted by the other party's laughter.
"ha."
The companion waved his hand with a look of disdain.
"Are you afraid you didn't sleep again?"
"A few nights ago you said you saw something and alerted the guerrilla soldiers. A large group of them followed you to surround the 'enemy'."
"The results of it?"
As if he thought of something interesting, his companion burst out laughing.
"Your so-called 'enemy' is a rock crab..."
Loud laughter echoed in the corridor. His companion put down his knife and covered his stomach with laughter. His expression looked a little scary because of the Originium crystal. That ugly smile was full of ridicule for the soldiers, which also made him give up the idea of reporting to his superiors.
"Stop laughing!"
The soldier hit his companion on the head with the handle of his knife, and the shame in his heart disappeared like smoke with a burst of ouch.
"At least...that rock crab is quite delicious."
"Yes, yes, it's delicious."
The companion adjusted his hood, picked up his weapon and followed the soldier.
"It's just a little tough... it would be better if there was paprika."
The brief farce was over, as they always were for so many days.
It's just that there are more people in the outside world today.
This is an auditorium in the core city. It has now become a stronghold of the integration movement. The guerrilla messengers are also stationed here. The job of these soldiers is to protect the eyes and throats of the guerrillas to prevent the enemy from sneaking in and killing them. .
The two soldiers had completed their morning duty and were ready to return to the rest area to have a good sleep and pick up the dream they had just interrupted.
This is the current situation of some integrated movement soldiers in the core city. They are lazy and decadent, and will try their best to be lazy even at work. At first, others would give a few reminders after seeing it, but after two months of peace and quiet, almost all other integration movements except the guerrillas under the Patriots began to do their work perfunctorily.
There's no way around it. The Ursus Empire doesn't come, and neither does Longmen. It seems that the whole world has forgotten these people. Not to mention Rhode Island. A considerable number of soldiers in the core city have no idea what Rhode Island is, and they are even less likely to be vigilant against the enemy.
Why are they so nervous in a base camp full of their own people?
Who are you guarding against? Air?
At first, when the Rhode Island plane was hovering at low altitude, these people rarely tensed up their nerves, which had been relaxed for a long time. Now that the strange steel bird has flown away and the shadow is no longer visible, they have returned to their original appearance in an instant. .
Human beings are creatures that seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They will become lazy after being comfortable in an environment for a long time. Moreover, these soldiers of the integration movement are not elite talents to begin with. Children of nobles like Anfiya are just an exception. Strict self-discipline and dedication to their duties are excellent qualities that are impossible to see in these people.
So, this also gives the Rhode Island team the opportunity to complete their mission faster.
Not long ago, Rosemary used her ability to find the location of the guerrilla messenger. The three teams began to split up. Valentine also ushered in his first real battle. He also saw the Rhode Island Elite. The strength of the operators.
The team that Valentine belongs to is Amiya's team, and the main output operator is Rosemary. But now that they have set foot on the surface, it is obvious that a simple and direct attack like underground cannot be carried out. If the sentries around the auditorium cannot be cleared quickly, it will easily attract the attention of the people inside, so these Rhode Island cadres The players began to read and write a stealth combat plan, making Valentine feel like he was playing a VR version of Assassin's Creed.
"There are eight sentries around the auditorium, and the two at the door have left."
Amiya glanced at the window on the second floor of the auditorium, which was where the two soldiers were joking just now.
In order to successfully complete the assassination mission, before approaching the auditorium, Rosemary once again used her ability to find out the number of people and their distribution in the building, at the cost of her physical condition beginning to decline.
Valentin knew very well why he was assigned to Amiya's team, which was to take care of this kitten. He quickly prepared the inhibitor, but the consequences of excessive use of Source Stone skills would not disappear so quickly, which is why the Integration Movement soldier just saw a flash of white.
Rosemary moved a little slower than usual and was almost discovered.
"The remaining six are distributed at other entrances to the building. We are on the left side, which is also the fastest way to the top floor."
During the recent investigation, the Rhodes Island team had confirmed the location of the messenger. He was in the attic of the auditorium, where his field of vision could cover the entire area.
"Silent and Fast," Amiya pointed her finger in a certain direction of the auditorium: "I need you to deal with the sentries in the other two places, and then push inward."
There are not many troops stationed in this auditorium, only about twenty, and it seems that it should be a temporary stronghold formed around the messengers.
"We will come back here after taking care of the messenger, and meet us at this gate."
"Any more questions?"
Amiya looked around, and what she received in response was the affirmation of the operators. Valentine stood on the outside, admiring this little girl even more.
The style with which she announced the mission just now did not match that childish face at all, and it reminded Valentin of the first time he saw Leonid.
Full of majesty, confidence and elusiveness.
"Okay, let's get started."
With an order, the two elite operators whose names were called disappeared directly from the spot, disappearing like smoke without making a sound. Valentine stared blankly at the place where they had just stood, and the impression of the Origin Stone skills in his mind was refreshed once again.
The Origin Stone technique for spiritual ascension already exists, but at least it has a strong sense of mystery and involves the soul and spirit. To a certain extent, it is normal.
For example, his own "vitality", Amiya's "death", and Rosemary's mental giant.
But the Origin Stone skills of these two masters just now...
It just completely breaks the laws of physics, and the scientists who study physics will probably be angry.
Tallulah's fire and Froststar's ice at least control some kind of existence imprisoned in the real world, but they can disappear in an instant without leaving any trace...
I don’t know if there is a Valentine in the world of Terra, but there certainly isn’t one on Earth.
Unless their Source Stone skill is to control photons, everyone becomes a warrior of light.
"Operator Valentine?"
Amiya's voice woke up the shocked little dragon man and made him recover in an instant.
After all, compared to the collapse of the worldview, salary deduction is more unacceptable. Valentin doesn't know whether he has a world view or a life outlook, but his salary is something he can really hold in his hands.
"I am here."
He nodded to indicate that he was at his disposal.
"Rosemary needs a short rest. She will only provide information for this mission and will not take action. The elimination of the messengers and soldiers will be completed by me and Clock."
Amiya pointed at the door. The two guards there had disappeared and were replaced by an elite operator from Rhode Island.
Clock noticed Valentine's gaze and nodded slightly.
“You need to take care of Rosemary and look behind us on offense.”
Her eyes were on the USP match on Valentine's chest.
"Ms. Long told me that your accuracy is not bad."
A phoenix?
Valentine knew very well how good his marksmanship was, and it was definitely not "okay". Moreover, this sister has never seen herself masturbating. She probably mistakenly thought that she had used her USP to cleanly defeat all enemies because the quarrel in the teahouse was so intense...
It seems that I have to ask Raphael to teach me marksmanship when I go back, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable when I need to use a gun in future missions.
"I've probably fired dozens of bullets, and I can still shoot accurately at close range."
Valentin gave Amiya a somewhat vague response.
At this juncture, he did not dare to say that his marksmanship was not good. It's not that he is irresponsible, but Valentin is afraid that if he tells the truth, Amiya will not let him and Rosemary act with them.
Rosemary is fine, she can tell her teammates the location of the enemy through the headset. But he is the only medical operator in Amiya's team. If something happens to his teammates, he won't be around...
Difficult.
And Valentine is still very confident in his "hand of consciousness". If there really was a tail following him, all he had to do was close his eyes and give his heart a beat. The worst he could do was stick a needle in his neck after the mission, and a minute later there would be another good dragon.
Anyway, there are a lot of inhibitors. If this mission hadn't also required the size of the backpack, he would have dared to carry an entire Black Jack bag of inhibitors to the core city...
When the time comes, all he needs to do is confront Tallulah. Valentin covered himself with inhibitors and used his Origin Stone skills at full power. All members of the Rhode Island team received the Immortality BUFF, which was enough to kill the female Tyrannosaurus.
This is the advantage of Valentine as a medical operator. He does not need to bring miscellaneous things such as staffs and medical items. He only needs to bring enough inhibitors. If something goes wrong, just give it a try and it will keep you active and healthy.
"That's fine."
Amiya nodded and smiled.
"Mr. Valentine, you don't actually need to be so nervous. It's just a very ordinary mission. Just be yourself. There is no need to bear too much pressure."
"Your Origin Stone skills are very powerful, there is no need to make such a serious expression."
"Well……"
A smile tugged at the corners of Valentine's lips.
"Let's go."
Her big brown ears twitched, and Amiya stood up and followed Clock into the auditorium, her blue ring emitting a faint light. Rosemary is in the middle of the team, reporting the enemy's location to Amiya at any time, and planning a new route when the unexpected comes. Valentine was at the end of the team. He glanced around and took out his pistol.
While at the armory a few hours ago, Valentin did not choose a redundant weapon, but instead installed a silencer for his USP. Although the silver muzzle brake with the word "match" printed on it in curly fonts has lost its appearance and has lost a lot of value, this is a necessary sacrifice for the sake of stealth.
It was peaceful along the way. With Rosemary's presence, they bypassed the soldiers and arrived at the attic door smoothly. All the problems that could not be avoided were solved by Clock and Amiya neatly. The accident that Valentin was afraid of did not happen. .
Surprisingly smooth.
After getting rid of the guard at the attic door, the stealth mission is over, and the next step is a storm.
"There are three people inside, one in front of the window on the left front of the room, one on the right side of the door, and one on the bed on the left side of the room."
Rosemary's voice was quiet, but everyone heard it clearly.
"The soldiers on the second floor of the auditorium have been cleared."
"The soldiers on the first floor of the auditorium...uh."
There was a dull sound from the headphones, as if something hit the wall. Valentine held the pistol and twitched his eyes.
It hurts to hear it.
"Fast?"
The blue ring dimmed, Amiya pressed the earphones and frowned. She received no response, and there was only a dull snapping sound in the communication channel. It sounded like the Rhode Island elite operator was fighting with the integrated soldiers, and there was still no winner.
"Sorry... ha."
Just when Amiya was calling others to go to the first floor to help Fast, the sound of fighting in the communication channel finally disappeared.
"I encountered a difficult guy. His skills are not like those of ordinary Integrated Movement soldiers, but he has been solved now."
Fast's words made the others breathe a sigh of relief. Although there was a little accident, at least it didn't have much impact. The people in the attic didn't notice that Amiya and the others were still hiding.
"Then only the people inside are left." Amiya nodded, raised her arm and put it on the door: "Clock, after I control them, you rush in and kill the messenger, first destroy his communication device.”
"Just knock them out, don't kill them."
"I see."
A black diamond appeared behind Amiya, extending out countless threads, passing through the closed door as if passing through water, and then disappeared. There was a crisp sound in the house, as if something fell to the ground.
Amiya gave Clock a wink, and the other party understood it clearly, opened the door directly, and rushed towards the messenger at the window.
Auditorium, cleared.
————————At the same time, on the other side————————
The eyes are probably the most fragile exposed organ of the human body. It does not require much force, and even some dust will cause rejection of this beautiful thing like diamonds, making people feel even more uncomfortable.
And sometimes, even without direct contact, the eyes can feel unbearable pain, and even permanently lose the opportunity to perceive light, completely sinking into darkness.
Everything has a degree, and if it is exceeded, it will bring irreversible consequences. Daily sunlight can be said to be beneficial without any harm, but for delicate eyes, such light can also cause pain, so animals on the surface have evolved eyelids to protect their vision.
But in conflicts since ancient times, the attacker has always had the advantage.
This is a certain school building of No. 4 Middle School. The windows are sealed, not even the sunlight can get in - but at this moment, it is as bright as day. The strong light exploded in front of the integrated movement soldiers, and struck their bodies blankly, as if these guys dressed in black were covered with a layer of gold and silver clothes. The messenger's eyes were closed tightly, and his eyelids even had wrinkles, but this could not block the powerful light.
The moment the little thing on the ground exploded, the sun fell in front of everyone's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, there is endless darkness.
The orderly soldier lay on the ground, as if countless needles had been inserted into his eyes, causing pain that surged like a tidal wave. The violent bright light and shock caused his brain to become confused, and his whole body lost strength in an instant. Even if she was stimulated by such strong pain, she could not support her upper body, and she could not even do her job that was engraved in her heart. Forgot for a while.
When she shook her head and finally remembered what she should do, several short, high-pitched sounds rang out in the room, accompanied by several wails, and the telegraph machine on her back also jingled, followed closely by There was a crackling sound, as if it was broken due to external force.
The messenger knew what this sound was. As someone who had followed the Patriot guerrillas against the Ursus army, she had heard it countless times. The arrows fired by the crossbowmen in the regular army were much more powerful than what she heard now.
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
Several unfamiliar voices sounded in the room, suppressing the harsh wails.
This also allowed the messenger's brain to finally stop shaking and stabilize, and it also allowed her to regain her thinking ability.
We were attacked, and the enemy was unusual.
The risk is extremely high.
The moment he realized this, the messenger turned on the switch in his hand, trying to activate the machine behind him to alert the guerrillas. The machine on her body has been experienced in the tundra war, and the quality will never be so bad. It can be used even if it is hit, unless the thing explodes.
But I should have lost my life at that time. This is the tradition of Ursus, everything is exciting.
But as long as she's alive, the machine can be used.
Just when the messenger was about to open her mouth to say something, the room remembered a louder and duller sound than the sound of the crossbow just now. At the same time, her right hand holding the switch felt a sharp pain, followed by warm liquid. The slimy feeling that flowed out and the alarm that was held in his throat turned into a trembling scream.
"ah!"
Buzz——
It seemed that the air was vibrating, and the tremor that the messenger's ears felt when the little thing exploded came again. Only this time it was not accompanied by a strong flash of light and a deafening noise.
And her scream, which was enough to penetrate the concrete wall, was neutralized by this slight shock, and disappeared into the air like a puff of smoke.
"Raphael?"
"I destroyed the switch in her hand, and the machine wasn't broken."
Footsteps sounded not far in front of the messenger, and then stopped in her ears.
"I'll cure her."
The voice was very pleasant and seemed to be that of a woman about her age. The messenger felt the warm touch coming from his right arm and thought about how to kidnap this guy while being blind...
Wait.
Raphael?
Why is this name so familiar?
I seem to have heard of it from... other integration movements?
"How are you?"
That voice appeared again, it was the guy who had just approached him. This man named Raphael had disabled his right hand, and now he came to treat him. The messenger felt that he was holding back a ball of fire in his heart.
She lay on the ground and did not respond to the other party's greetings. At the same time, her left hand slowly came close to her body, trying to get the dagger hanging on her waist.
"I have disarmed you. The shooting just now was not just to stop your right hand from pressing the switch."
Raphael squatted beside the messenger, and the small wings behind her emitted a faint fluorescence in the dim room, making the dust near her dyed with this golden color, turning into light spots surrounding the angel.
Soon, the bleeding in the right hand of the orderly soldier who was hit by the bullet stopped. Raphael took out the warhead for her and carefully wrapped it with a bandage.
"you……"
Feeling the warmth brought by the medical spell, the anger in the messenger's heart also subsided a little, and then he was filled with doubts.
The machine was destroyed and he became a cripple for a short time. It was very merciful of the enemy not to shoot an arrow at his head but to treat his wounds.
Her eyes still hadn't recovered from the intense glare just now, but she could already see the outline of the figure in front of her.
"Raphael?"
In the dark field of vision of the messenger, except for the white patch in the middle that was still as stubborn as psoriasis on the eyeball, all she could see was the faint yellow light, the oval aperture above the outline of the figure and the back wings shaped light.
"Sakota people?"
"..."
The figure in front of her didn't speak, she just helped the messenger and asked her to sit down against the wall.
The messenger felt that he knew who the person in front of him was. Soon after they settled in the core city, they often heard strange things about Chernobog from some integration movements, including a Sakota man named Rafael.
The guerrillas shared intelligence with the Integration Movement, so they quickly learned who Rafael was and what he had done, and deduced the fact that the Sakota native had joined Rhode Island.
This means that……
"Rhode Island?"
The guerrillas have been wary of enemy invasion since the first day they settled in Chernobog. They set their sights on Ursus in the north and Longmen not far away, and fought against the Yan Kingdom army based on their own experience. They came to set up defenses based on the description, but in the end it was a company from Rhode Island that came to attack them?
"Why do you..."
"You talk a bit too much, ma'am."
What interrupted her speech was not the gentle voice just now, which reminded the messenger of the days in the northwest tundra. And accompanying this sound was a low growl like a hungry beast.
"Suka..."
Bang.
The messenger fainted, Mon3tr raised his paw, shrank his body and returned to Kelsey's spine.
She was very satisfied with this mission. The elite operators' movements were still as fast as usual. Raphael, who had not had any experience with them, also performed very well. However, in the end, he did not make the enemy unconscious early during treatment. But knocking off the switch in the opponent's hand was also a bonus, preserving the Rhode Island team's concealment.
Although after the messengers were lifted, it was time for them to return to the sunshine.
In summary, he is a good prospect for an elite operator with excellent talent.
"Amiya?"
The enemies in the Fourth Middle School have lost their fighting ability, and this is the last place they are responsible for.
"Doctor Kelsey, we have dismissed the third and seventh orderlies and are now heading to the assembly point."
Amiya's voice appeared on Rhode Island's channel, accompanied by rapid footsteps.
"The first, second and fourth messengers have been relieved, and several guerrilla soldiers who noticed something strange were killed."
This is the voice of Dr. Noah.
"Well done photon, and Miss Long."
Even though she was on the front line of the battlefield, her voice was still so joyful.
"The fifth and sixth messengers have been lifted."
Kelsey paused, turned and left.
"Meet you at the meeting point."
"It's time to face the real enemy."
