Chapter 846
My Empire Chapter 846
2020-11-03
Chapter 846 848magician's resentmentBecause of information asymmetry, because I don't understand Alanhill's weapon operation mechanism, because I am unfamiliar with computers , Most of these magicians who participated in the action could only watch helplessly, and the opportunity slipped away in front of them.
Originally, they thought their mission was to take away those nuclear weapons, but when they actually saw these nuclear weapons, they realized that these weapons were as big as a house.
Even if it is known that there is a nuclear warhead, the dismantled nuclear warhead cannot be easily transported by humans. Even if they were magician, they couldn't handle such a huge thing with no difficulty.
What's even worse is that their original plan was to launch some nuclear bombs to attack the city of Alanhill, so as to cause some chaos for the Alanhill Empire.
In the chaos, the magicians who stole nuclear weapons have the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to send the nuclear warheads back to the Norma Empire, and use this to threaten the Alanhill Empire.
It's a pity that this chaos simply didn't happen, so the magicians who attacked the Alanhill Empire's nuclear bomb site simply didn't have a chance to send the nuclear bomb they captured back to their own country.
As a result, these poor magicians had to face a situation that made them desperate: the army of the Alanhill Empire had surrounded them, but they had no reinforcements and no capital to persevere.
The only thing that makes them hold on a little bit is the Alanhill Empire refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases, take into account the nuclear bomb, otherwise, they will only die faster.
Two A-10 attack planes whistled past in the sky. Several magicians in the camp managed to kill several soldiers from the surrounding Alanhill Empire. Before they could breathe, they were caught by a Precision-guided missiles are covered.
In a violent explosion of flames, a magician rolled out in embarrassment.
The female magician who was fighting alongside him just now was completely swallowed up by the explosion at this moment, and not even a complete corpse was left.
"Shirley! Shirley!" The magician finally got up from the ground, not caring that the flames were still burning on his shoes, and extended the hand to the exploding flames: "Don't! Don't!"
The female magician is not only his comrade-in-arms in this time action, but also the love of his life. It's a pity that they, who have lived together for almost 40 years, are now going to be completely separated.
This cruel fact is unacceptable for male magician in a short time. Just now his wife pushed him out of the center of the explosion and protected him with a magical defense barrier.
As a result, after the desperate explosion dissipated, he could only see some broken bodies on the ground.
"no!" He screamed in despair, and then he was also hit by a precision-guided bomb that fell from the sky, and a new explosion rose into the air, restoring calm to the entire battlefield.
"Beep...beep...beep..." The sound of the propeller was getting closer and closer, and a transport helicopter slowly landed, blowing away the dust raised on the ground.
When the plane was about to approach the ground, the Alanhill heavy armored grenadiers wearing outer skeleton mecha jumped out of the plane directly, their heavy bodies hit the ground with a dull thud .
A few magicians descended from the sky in front of the heavily armoured grenadiers, their eagle emblems identifying them.
These magicians pulled out their long swords and walked towards the closed door of the nuclear bomb silo with a gloomy expression.
They are in a very bad mood, because these damn magicians who have sneaked into the territory of Alanhill, with their actions, have seriously affected the status of the magicians in the Alanhill Empire.
After such a rebellion, the magician's loyalty is naturally subject to the suspicion of the high-level Alanhill Empire. Once scattered ashes and dispersed smoke.
"These goddamn bastards! Success is not enough and failure is more than failure!" The magician aggressive leader of the Alanhill Empire commanded in a low tone: "Since they don't want to live well, then send them to death!"
"Phew!" Behind him, the long swords in the hands of the magicians who were already Great Archmage were burning with flames.
"oh la la!" The Alanhill Imperial Heavy Armored Grenadiers behind, the large-caliber assault rifles in their hands also sounded a sound of bullets being loaded.
Walking to the front of the heavy protective door, an Alanhill officer wearing outer skeleton armor took out a magnetic card from the satchel around his waist and inserted the magnetic card into the reading card on the door. inside the device.
"chi..." The protective door that could not be opened all around released the white gas, and then the whole door slowly opened.
The black clothed person inside obviously did not expect that the other party would come so quickly. They hurriedly used magic, trying to block the Alanhill soldiers at the door.
As a result, their Fireball Technique slammed into a magical defensive barrier. More than a dozen mages of the Alanhill Empire rushed into the long and narrow corridor in anger, the sound of the long sword cutting into the flesh one after another, and the screams echoed in the air, making people shudder.
"Leave a few alive for torture!" When the commander in the lead walked into the dim corridor with his weapon, he only saw piles of minced meat scattered on the ground.
"I surrender! Don't shoot!" A black clothed person knelt on the ground and raised his hands high: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Say, Who sent you here..." The leading officer, Alanhill, walked in front of him and asked coldly.
"I...I..." At this time, the black clothed magician kneeling on the ground realized that he really didn't seem to know who had ordered him to come here to die.
So he stammered and replied: "It was Sir Pemble...he called me! He was the mastermind! He..."
"Caught!" The leading officer gave an order, and two Alanhill heavy armored grenadiers stepped forward, erecting the black clothed magician whose legs were trembling and could no longer stand up.
At this time, the deeper battle is over. Two black clothed magicians committed suicide, one was pinned to the ground before committing suicide.
And two poor black clothed magicians who were chopped to pieces after just struggling. Their blood splattered to the ground, and there lay the officer on duty of the Alanhill Missile Force who had just been killed by them.
blood splashed onto the console-inlaid computer screen, and a row of dialog boxes waiting for passwords flashed...
(end of this chapter)
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