Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 581: Journey to Biscay 5

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When night fell, the kitten who was looking through the windowsill at the mansion across the street heard the sound of the door opening, turned around, and saw the figure of old Cheeto standing outside the door.

"Fifteen minutes left, ready to prepare. ”

"There was no movement on the other side, there were four fixed posts in the yard, and a trio walking around the garden, and I don't know how many things were left in that big house. Marceau walked to the room and said to Old Cheeto, "How is the situation on the Arcane Brotherhood and the Gray Eagle?" ”

"There is no news yet, but we have said okay, act at the same time, the city lord has them to report, and the city guard commander has left us a message, hoping that we will not use heavy equipment. Old Cheeto was exchanging information with Marceau while introducing the situation, and the cat cub followed the old man down to the first floor, and saw that more than a dozen steppe elves and elves were fully armed.

Marceau walked to his equipment rack, first changed into a blackened shirt and linen pants that were also blackened, put on soft-soled leather boots, put on the pure black breastplate, and inserted the ceramic insert into the built-in pocket of the breastmail, this kind of alchemy-strengthened ceramic can be immune to arrows and lead pellets below +6, has a strong anti-puncture effect, and has a certain defensive effect against the slashing of high-level magic weapons.

Meow a mi, MI7 is really an old organization, this kind of thing can appear in batches, the cat cub can be sure that the production of this thing is definitely not a matter of the fifth open era, it is very likely that the production of this ceramic plug board began as early as the fourth or earlier.

"What weapon do you want?" said Old Cheeto, picking up a [shotgun] shotgun, "Bullet-faced semi-automatic, our engineer just finished a new guy, and our think tank curator said he feels that Cambrian has recently taken over another tech tree." ”

"That's it, I'll take the lead. Marceau took the big one, and then buckled the three bullet pouches to his waist along with the belt, each bullet pouch contained eighteen No. 12 [shotnel] rounds, one of which contained a single-headed bullet, enough to teach any ordinary lock and mortal to understand each other's situation: "By the way, does your think tank curator really feel this way, coincidentally, I think so too." ”

Old Chita must be talking about the director of the think tank of the Galorians, this is the wise man among the Garoleans, they are selected from the very few special groups of people who can be immune to the rigidity of the mind after the whole righteousness, their existence is to pass on history and knowledge in the wandering era, and now, they are the most powerful protectors and disseminators of knowledge. Normally, the life and death of a think tank director is enough to shed the blood of any Rogar warband, and it is certainly not surprising that MI7 has a think tank director, after all, this is an organization that serves Penny and Aleuk and obeys their orders.

"How we act. Marceau's bomb bay filled the cradle with ammunition and asked Old Cheeto.

"Because we got the structural diagram of the big house from the library, we divided into three groups, the infiltration team entered the third floor from the rooftop, the search team entered from the basement and inspected the basement, and the assault group we were in would break in through the main entrance after the other two groups had a firefight. ”

"What about the garden. Marceau asked again, there were so many bodyguards in the garden, Marceau couldn't think of the whole world knowing because of a gunshot, it wouldn't be fun.

"We have a team of sharpshooters to deal with them. Penny came downstairs, and her presence caused all the MI7 members present to give her a chest touch.

And the girl waved her hand: "Don't be so obsessed with etiquette, this operation, we have to find any suspicious clues from the big house, the search team deduced that there are at least sixteen guys in the big house today based on what the maid found in the garbage bag taken out today, and judging from the residues of their food, these guys seem to be intoxicated with the food of the Cylisians." ”

"Isn't this normal, then again, if I could eat Xinquanjude's roast duck every day, I wouldn't touch any junk food." Marceau replied.

"Perhaps, but be careful, the Marksmen will help us keep an eye on the window near them. Penny walked over to Marceau's side, "I will act with Mr. Marceau, good luck, guys." ”

"I also wish His Highness the best of luck in his affairs. Penny's subordinates responded in unison.

Seeing them go first, Marceau smeared some ink on his face, and then handed the bottle to Penny, who took the bottle and smeared it on his face without hesitation, and then old Cheetos, who wiped some of it, and then placed it on the table.

Walking out of the main gate, there are no pedestrians on the street in the middle of the night, so there is no need to worry about being discovered by others, and the cat cub has also heard the gunfire from the rooftop behind him The gunfire is very light, it should be engraved on the muzzle of the mute, the combination of alchemy and magic circle, if it is equipped with a low-speed bullet, the distance that the gunfire can be transmitted can be shortened to less than five meters, which is very suitable for assassination activities, and the only drawback is that the maximum number of uses of this thing is only a short hundred bullets, too much and too dense shooting will additionally reduce its service life, it can be said that it is such a small thing, in exchange for federal currency, that is at least in a million。

"The garden enemies have been cleared. ”

The trio team of marksmen cleared the garden at a rapid pace, killing all seven targets, so Marceau approached the mansion with two swaggering men, and went through the gate to the front door.

From time to time, there was a communication from the other two groups of people on the other side of the headset, and they seemed to be having a very 'pleasant' time, and there was nothing to gain other than to get rid of the two stupid guys, not to mention anything like a bill or some contraband.

"It's weird...... Anyway, are we really in the wrong place?" Marceau asked Penny beside him, crouching in front of the door, carefully tucking the peephole into the keyhole.

"There's definitely a problem, the Arcane Brotherhood says they've detected strange radio waves here more than once, and our people think several of them have a problem, including one guy named Sauron...... Okay, I looked at it again, and there was no one in the hall. ”

Retracting the voyeur mirror, before Marceau could speak, the kitten heard a gunshot, so soft that it was so light that it couldn't be heard clearly.

"Damn! the guy who got in from the third floor!" Marceau said as he opened the door. (To be continued.) )