Chapter 295
There is nothing to say all the way.
In the evening, the three arrived at the Golden Port Station.
The one responsible for responding to them is the demon-hunter, one fatty and one thin, the executive team that specializes in investigating blood tide incidents in the local area.
After everyone met.
The middle-aged demon-hunter with a slightly blessed body shook hands with Cole and Wink respectively, and was self-introduced, "Raymond Turning, Executive Team Werewolves and Vampire Special Governance Office Chief-In-Charge, He is my partner, Caius."
A greeting.
Everyone took two cars and drove to the temporary office of the Demon Hunter in Golden Port.
On the way.
Cole pulled the curtains aside and looked out.
Although it has experienced brutal wars and invasions, the Golden Port, which is being rebuilt, has gradually returned to its former vitality, and the streets are constantly flowing.
The construction team rebuilt the collapsed and damaged building.
The lost relatives, after meeting again, embraced together excitedly.
Young children, holding toys, happy laughter and cheerful voices, ran across the street in groups.
A large number of plainclothes police detectives and demon-hunters roam all corners of the street to clear out the remnants and wizards of the Nordic Order.
Everything looks orderly and hopeful.
Even.
While passing through Victoria Avenue, a sculptor was directing the construction team to erect the rectangular boulders used to carve portraits on the pile of ruins where Cole once sat.
It seems that I want to refer to the photo recorded by the great reporter Amelia, in the form of sculpture, to stay on this street once shrouded in suffering.
Remember the great demon-hunter who led them out of the darkness.
But...
For people living in the bright hope of the future, they don’t know that behind all this peace and comfort, there are more serious disasters, like secrets The tide of darkness.
It is quietly engulfing rays of light and hope.
Bring disaster and pain to the world again.
Turn this vibrant city, where people live and work in peace and contentment, into a hell on earth.
After getting off the bus.
Go into the office.
Raymond handed a stack of information to the three people. Perhaps because of the seriousness of the situation, he asked him to browse tightly knit, and said to Wenke, "I have already explained it to me. His Excellency Wink Valentier is in charge of the command, and Minister Cole and Mr. Bettany are the assisting forces and are responsible for supporting your actions.
The people of Uroli IX, have contacted me this morning, and they have Go ahead and wait for us at the temple site in eastern Karadeshan.
According to vampire’s observation, during the day, a large number of gray-skinned blood slaves gather in the nest**, which is very detrimental to our actions.
So, after a meeting and discussion, we planned this action to be launched at night."
Winke threw the information on the table and said, "I have already learned about this. How many people participated in this operation."
"Plus the three of you, and four senior demon-hunters, including me and Caius."
Get After reply.
Wink did not speak any more, instead turned around to chat with the female secretary in the office, hehe haha.
Raymond took a deep breath and dare not comment on it.
Then said to Cole, "Your Excellency, do you have any other instructions?"
Cole looked through all the information, including the specific terrain of the miserable wilderness, and marked it on the map. The location of the nests, the approximate number and the route of travel.
Crush the cigarette butt, frowned, "Get ready to work."
Originally sneaking into the gray skin blood slave lair, this kind of high-risk task, according to the process, must have an integrated empire Army battallion assisted.
Logistics guarantee and support must be prepared properly and there must be no flaws.
However, due to this mission, I have some contact with the vampire world, in order to avoid being used by some other people or forces in the post-Nordian era, this period of highly sensitive public opinion, Take advantage.
Attack the credibility of the demon hunting group.
After being listed as the never-disclosed top-secret level, the participants of the mission must conduct secret operations in the case of extreme lack of support.
Before the action, no specific content shall be disclosed to any non-participants.
After the mission is over, all the experience must be rotten in the stomach.
Otherwise, they will be punished by the trial court for leaking state secrets and treason.
As the great reporter Amelia once commented: A true hero never needs outstanding achievements and praise from the world.
They bow to darkness and ordinaryness, with ideals, and all hope and beauty for the human world, willing to die in solitude and namelessly.
We don’t know their names.
In the face of Dark World, they are as small as we are.
Facing us behind him, but being more harmonious than a hero.
This World has never been peaceful, just because someone is carrying death on their backs, press forward.
However.
Although it is not like the scene when dealing with the Nordic Order, the Demon Hunting Group came out with great momentum.
But the high-level attention to this case is not weaker than that of Gondowicz.
Through the Supreme Council, assign Judgement Echelon demon-hunter, mechanic Wink Valentier personally command, order the head of the special event handling department, the superior demon-hunter, and Cole Walker to participate in the operation.
The four demon-hunters who assisted them in carrying out their tasks are all under the looting sequence and possess sequence secrets aimed at the gray skin blood slaves.
This team sent to the grizzly blood slaves' lair to rescue Rui'Nai Zhuo XIII, each member is qualified to independently lead the team to handle the high-risk missions with a level 4 dangerous degree.
After all.
Involving the safety of the human world, if the mission fails, the consequences will be serious and no one can bear.
Or rather.
Once it fails, tens of millions of civilians will die one after another in this catastrophe.
...
Three hours later.
Late night.
Three cars, slowly parked in a wilderness with no roads.
The damp and cold wind in early spring has kept calling signs.
Raymond helped the windbreaker collar which stood up to block the wind and got out of the car quickly.
The liaison in charge of driving, slightly nodded to him, said, "If the task cannot go on, contact me in time...Take care."
The roar of the car engine Go away gradually.
Raymond turned on the flashlight, and the damp icy wind blew his brows tightly together, and his body trembled slightly, signalling everyone to gather together.
Open the map, kneel on the ground, use the rays of light of the flashlight, point to the route and location marked on the map, and shout in the cold wind, "It takes thirty minutes to walk past here. Minutes! Master Wink, after meeting with the people of Uroli, all actions will be directed by you!"
The words are finished.
Roll up the map and pass it to Wink.
This Judgement Echelon’s demon-hunter, stuffed the map into his pocket, glanced at Cole and Hardy, changed their previous dangling appearance, frowned, "you two judge for yourself when to act! Raymond, You and the other three are following me, understand?"
The wind screamed.
Raymond glanced at Cole and then at Wenke. He seemed to notice some contradictions between the two of them, but didn't say much. After slightly nodded, everyone stepped forward to the destination.