May 14th, night.
Castle Dominic.
"Check your equipment! This is the last time! Listen up, no one can save you if you make the slightest mistake! "
The barbarian warrior Erwin's voice was unusually loud. Because he was two meters tall, his voice was much deeper than the average person's.
"Yes! Sir! "
There were coarse and soft voices. If one listened carefully, the barbarian soldiers' voices were the loudest. The elites of the former Dragon Spear Knights and the strongest human soldiers in the training camp were considered normal, while Teflin like Marthora had a slightly sharper voice.
He was 1.75 meters tall, but he was the thinnest and weakest in this group of fully armed special forces. The equipment of the special forces was completely different from that of ordinary soldiers. They did not have the same equipment, but each person's height and weight were completely customized with expensive armor. Company Leader Erwin carried a round shield on his back. His main weapon was not Sauron's battle axe, but a broad and thick curved sword.
He was wearing a rune heavy armor. In order to move in the dark, the originally shiny helmet and armor had been painted with a layer of black paint. Even his face had been specially made with oil paint.
Everyone's exposed skin had similar paint. The human soldiers' armor was lighter, and they carried a variety of things on their backs. Marthora did not wear metal armor at all, only a leather armor inlaid with crystals. At the same time, this leather armor was in the form of armor pieces tied to his body with a rope. It looked extremely simple and crude.
However, although everyone had different equipment, the forearm area was covered with a uniform leather arm guard, and the same crystal plate hung in front of their chest.
Marthora carefully checked his weapons. Compared to the large weapons of the people around him, his weapons were very pocket-sized. They were just two "fist blades" on his hands. Obviously, this was the most suitable close-range weapon for assassination and surprise attacks. After the inspection, he tightened the square slate tied to the belt in front of his chest and touched the crystal in his pocket.
"Ready! Row one to four! Let's go! "
Following Erwin's order, Marthora immediately followed his comrades in front of him to the airport. His eyesight was excellent at night, so he could clearly see the behemoth parked at the airport.
There was already a third Falcon fighter on the tarmac on the side, but the three Falcons combined were not as big as the "Albatross" transport plane in front of them. Its body looked like some kind of strange giant dragon crawling on the ground. Although she knew it was man-made, Marthora still felt an indescribable respect for it.
"Boarding!"
Stepping on a wooden ladder, Marthora followed her comrades into the interior of the giant transport plane. Just walking up the stairs was as high as a two-story building. After entering, he saw four rows of simple wooden chairs. Two hundred and forty fully-armed soldiers took their positions in tacit understanding. When all of them were present, Irwin was the last to board. He then reached out and closed the cabin door.
"Seat belt!"
As soon as his voice fell, all the clicking sounds could be heard. The spacious cabin was very spacious. Irwin glanced around, and after confirming that all the soldiers were in position, he walked to the front of the cabin and reported to the cockpit in front of him about the preparations. A few seconds later, everyone heard the sound of the propellers suddenly starting up outside …
A total of eight giant propellers provided power for this transport plane. Above the cabin was a giant magic circle that provided energy for the propellers. More than two hundred energy crystals were inserted into it. As the sound of the propellers grew louder, these crystals also emitted a bright white light.
The airport magic circle was then activated. With a tremor, Marthora knew that the plane was now hovering above the airport. After that, they went through several accelerations, climbs … and wait.
The decrease in air pressure caused discomfort in their eardrums, but the magic circle in the cabin seemed to have adjusted to this. Even after the plane climbed for a long time, they did not feel the lack of oxygen. After rising to a high altitude, the temperature outside the cabin was about 20 degrees Celsius. However, because of the constant temperature magic circle in the cabin, the soldiers did not feel cold.
Marthora rubbed the blade in his hand and stared blankly at the position of the cabin door. As the plane began to descend, at a certain moment, the magic circle at the cabin door suddenly lit up with a red light. Irwin, who had been sitting in front of everyone, unbuckled his seat belt. He stood up and raised his hands to make a gesture. Marthora and the others immediately reached out to unbuckle their seat belts.
The cabin was very noisy. No one could hear anything, so they could only communicate through hand gestures. Irwin made the next gesture, and the soldiers all stood up. Then, everyone took out an energy crystal from their pocket and inserted it into the magic circle slate in front of their chest.
Two platoon leaders stepped out and stood at the two doors on the left and right of the cabin. They stretched out their hands and opened the door. The howling wind immediately poured into their ears. Marthora's hair fluttered in the wind. He squinted his eyes and looked outside the cabin door. The dark night sky was filled with stars, and below him were clouds that covered the earth. This scene dazzled him every time he saw it. But before he could see more, the red light on the cabin door turned green. The two platoon leaders standing at the cabin door began to wave at the soldiers beside them.
"Jump! Jump! Jump! "
Marthora followed the human comrades in front of him to the cabin door. The platoon leader beside him shouted at him, and his body almost instinctively followed the command. He followed his comrades and stepped out. The feeling of weightlessness immediately hit him. After his vision violently spun a few rounds, the effect of the 'Levitation Magic Circle' appeared. The uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness immediately disappeared. The howling wind around him let him know that the speed of his descent had stabilized.
The altitude of the descent was about three thousand meters. The target area below was covered by dark clouds, so he could not see clearly. Because Marthora was Teflin, he directly used his tail to maintain his body balance and quickly got his body into a stable falling position. As he pressed the button of the leather armor on his arms, a small glider wrapped in it opened up with a 'whoosh'. He stretched his arms out horizontally, and his whole body had the ability to control the glider.
The effect of the 'Levitation Magic Circle' and the feeling of the air flow allowed Marthora to hover freely like a bird.
In his vision were his comrades who had jumped in advance. On their backs, there was a small magic circle that was used to remind teammates. Thus, Marthora moved closer to them and tacitly formed a team with his comrades.
Not long after descending, the group of people passed through the thick clouds. Marthora felt that her body was wet from the water vapor. Fortunately, this feeling soon disappeared. When the fog in front of her dissipated, the dark land and the brightly lit city came into view.
This was the center of Bergen's territory, the city of Rayena where Count Milno lived.
All the landing soldiers immediately locked on to the landing target. They used the small glider on their arms to maintain the direction of their flight. The huge city became bigger and bigger in their vision. Marthora recalled the battle plan in his mind and immediately locked on to the square in the north of the city center. He began to try to adjust his direction and flew there.
However, it was not easy to accurately land in a city square with a diameter of more than a hundred meters from a height of three thousand meters. Even though the Intelligence Bureau had already lit a circle of torches in the square as a sign, making it easy to recognize from the air, Marsola had only jumped from the plane three times. This was the first time he had come to this city, so he still encountered trouble when landing.
Previously, everyone practiced landing on wooden frames that were more than fifty meters high in Paar territory. It was only a few days ago that they actually got on a plane and jumped three thousand meters. At that time, the target location was a marked target area in the wilderness. They only needed to reach their destination. Because Marthora had a tail as a means of balance, he preferred to 'glide' when landing. However, when he was gliding thirty meters from the ground, he was shocked by the many buildings in front of him …
This city was one of the wealthiest cities in the central and eastern part of the kingdom. After decades of accumulation, there were taller buildings near the city square, including monasteries, churches, and bell towers. Marthora really regretted choosing this method. He tried his best to change the angle of his arms to fly through the gaps between the buildings and the streets. At the same time, he estimated the distance to the square in his mind. However, just as he tried his best to avoid the eaves in front of him, the third floor of the tavern suddenly appeared in front of Marthora as he tried his best to change direction …
Seeing that he could not avoid it, he could only clench his teeth and support himself with his arms in front of him. Then, with a clang, he crashed into the tavern's third floor window …
This kind of impact was nothing to Marthora's body. After all, he was only gliding with the help of the air, and his speed was not even thirty kilometers per hour. However, after crashing into the room, he immediately heard a scream …
Standing up, Marthora, who had night vision, saw a half-naked woman screaming in fear on the bed in the room. The man beside her seemed to be looking for something to protect himself. Marthora narrowed his eyes and scanned the room. He immediately rushed up and slapped each of them on the neck, knocking them unconscious on the spot.
Marthora was very anxious at this moment. It was a mistake for him to cause such a huge commotion. However, it was too late to regret it now. He quickly removed the Levitation Array's Magic Crystal from his body and directly jumped down from the third floor!
When Teflin landed, the sound was extremely soft. Marthora started running quickly based on his memory. Finally, he ran to the predetermined square within a minute. When he arrived, he found that the team of forty had already gathered.
"Everyone is here! Let's go! "
Erwin did not ask anything. Everyone in the team was drenched in sweat, but their eyes were filled with excitement. Marthora quickly returned to the team and immediately rushed to the next predetermined target.
There was no one in the square at night because of the curfew. There were four people who had just parachuted into the city and encountered the same thing as Marthora. However, that level of noise was not enough to alert the city's security system. After all, in this era, no one had ever heard of the concept of 'parachuting soldiers'. No one would have thought that an enemy team of more than two hundred people could directly cross the city wall and appear in the city.
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