"We failed. ”

In the hall of the Fields family, the large round table was full of nobles from all walks of life, among which the old man sitting at the head of the table crossed his hands in front of him, and after saying this, he lowered his head, and the hall was full of muttering to each other, until a middle-aged man with long hair stood up.

"Both teams failed, and our backhand failed to catch the tails of the strangers. ”

"Now that blasphemer and his mistress are several levels of security, our personnel can't find any trace of them, and they even have a false information that has been deliberately released, and one of our commandos has been wiped out. ”

A young man picked up the topic, and he looked at the old man after speaking: "Lord Fields, I think we should change our actions, and we may be exposed at any time." ”

"That's right, I've taken our men out of the blasphemer surveillance, Lord Fields, and we're going to reassess the danger to Marceau and his mistresses. ”

It should have been like this a long time ago, the old man who thought of this shook his head, and then began to speak: "I have no objection, tell everyone, from today onwards, stop all contact, the meeting will end in fifteen minutes, everyone, remember what we are doing, the energy that the mistresses of that cat cub have, even our majesty must be moved, so keep their mouths shut, because as long as it happens, no one can escape the beheading knife." ”

"Of course, Lord Fields, we'll keep our mouths shut. Everyone at the round table said in unison.

The old man felt a little tired, and he was about to get up, when he heard the sound of glass breaking from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall, although he was old, but not so faint that he could not see things clearly, he saw the black cylinder flying higher and higher.

Flashbangs.

This is the name of the stranger for such an object.

Before the bright light and loud storm swept through the hall, the old man couldn't even close his eyes.

While the bright light and sound storms messed up his visual and auditory systems, the old man also thought of a proverb among strangers.

………………

The informant confirmed in the afternoon that a large number of nobles had gathered in the Fields family, and that Marceau and the girls immediately began to head north, and after nightfall he and their battleboat landed in the courtyard of the local Anonymous Temple—a right to be a saint, and after revealing his identity, the bishop of the Anonymous Temple had already taken care of Marceau's entry into the city.

Marceau and the girls also explained their intentions with practical actions - he and them, as well as hundreds of Prairie Elves and Kitten-Man players, removed the equipment box from the belly of the combat boat, and began to distribute weapons and equipment on the spot.

Wear a black shirt and pants with the same black, and wear a black bulletproof leather cuirass, which has an improved bulletproof layer, which can effectively block the fire of the old round fire ammunition, and has special effects on various fragments.

Then, with the magazine and grenade in the carrying gear on his chest, and finally the helmet on his head, Marceau jumped into the tracked truck that had been airlifted and smiled at Mr. Bishop, who was standing on the side of the garden and had been loading air from the beginning: "Good night, Your Excellency. ”

"Ah, good night, Your Excellency. As if he had just woken up, the bishop smiled and said hello to Marceau, and then I went to leave without looking back.

Then more than twenty tracked vehicles that had been silently modified moved through the gate towards the aristocratic quarter.

For this raid, Marceau first hung a revenge mission on the side of the god of revenge, that is, to take revenge on the mastermind behind the assassination at all costs, and then the girls took this task in seconds, so that someone could avoid finding them through prophecy, and then the girls came over with hundreds of little brothers - these little guys are all about level fifty, and they were originally prepared to do this batch of wet work.

Then they will start a new round of leveling process, waiting for the next action.

This time the girls can be said to be angry, and there are at least twenty action teams in preparation for Paro Ernst and Ashubi, just waiting for someone to be arrested here and then confirmed their identities, so that no one is missed, so that every aristocratic lord who appears in the venue can experience the style of a foreigner.

It can be said that the killing is very big.

The tracked car quickly entered the aristocratic district, before that, the girls' special task force had used illusion to solve the city guards of the aristocratic district, and now these city guards are only afraid that they are still living the good life of all their dreams, not to mention that the tracked car passed in front of them, even a poison-bladed tank passed in front of them and a few shells came to the aristocratic district, which would not wake up these poor people.

Thirty meters from the target's mansion, MI7 players appeared on the side of the road, the convoy stopped, everyone jumped out of the car, Marceau glared at the little head in the window on the second floor of the nearby mansion, and its owner immediately drew the curtains.

"The neighborhood has been emptied, and the Marksman squad is in place. The big black guy who had a bad relationship with Marceau scratched his head and said—he noticed Marceau.

"Well done, you're evacuated. "As the current big boss of MI7, Penny naturally needs to be encouraged.

And the black big guy stood in front of Marceau before leaving with his teammates: "Hello, Your Highness. ”

"Uh...... No need to be so formal, Otto, is there anything wrong with you? Marceau was a little embarrassed - after all, his surname was Su, and he couldn't afford the title of His Highness.

The black-skinned man named Otto rubbed the tip of his nose and said thank you: "My great-grandfather was the last skirmish of the 101st Fort Campbell Regiment, who disappeared in the Battle of Mars, and it was nothing more than an expedition experience for you, but his relics were found for me, thank you, Your Highness, the last missing person of our family has finally been found, and I am glad that he was able to fight with those heroes." ”

“…… Otto, this is an experience that everyone has the honor of, and I am proud that I was able to discover them, and thank your ancestors and his companions for all that they have done for the innocent. ”

"Thank you also for the fact that this is Otto, and that we are honored to serve you and your wife, and that the banner of the King will never fall. ”

"The banner of the king-bearer will never fall. Marceau nodded, watched Otto and his companions leave, and then turned to look at the girls: "We have done a very good thing. ”

"I thought so too, but there's no time for us to be sad now, let's go, Marceau. ”

Marceau, of course, would not object to what the girls said, and for the nobles in that mansion, retribution could be late, but not less.