There was a dull gunshot, and the sentry under the pot-like radar fell backwards, undoubtedly being shot in the head, without even a little extra struggle.

The indifferent eyes left the optical sight and peered through the back of the trunk of the communication station, looking for the next target. Holding the lever with his right hand, he rotated it and pulled it back, and a smoking shell retreated and fell to the ground.

Without waiting for Mondstadt to say anything, Jeffetti raised her sniper rifle again, aimed at the sentry in the tin room on the right, and waited for him to turn into a corner where his companions could not see before firing.

Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway. Mondstadt stood forward, using the weeds to get closer to the communications station, an iron wall blocking his way. The material of this exterior wall cannot be exploded by ordinary explosives, and the doors of the traps need to be authenticated before they can be opened, but now that the enemy is occupied, it is estimated that the defense system has been closed. That would only be an obstacle for the enemy, who are not smart enough to bring an electronics engineer and probably have no time to find it.

As Mondstadt approached the door, finding that there was only one man guarding it, he raised his crossbow and pointed an arrow at his target. Just as he was about to launch, a man came out from behind the door, carrying a plate to deliver food to the gatekeeper. The food delivery man did not leave immediately, but chatted with the guards guarding the door.

Cut, damn it, it's just this time......

"Who?" asked the food delivery man with his pistol drawn, his eyes and muzzle looking in Mondstadt's direction, "Who's there!"

Tsk, little girl, you have a good look. Mondstadt thought, frowning nervously, the crossbow in his hand hesitating for a few seconds before lowering it.

It's really unfortunate that he recalled his former comrades-in-arms, who shot this arrow at this time, and it was him who died.

"Don't get excited, comrade. Mondstadt stood up from the grass and said in fluent Antarctica.

"What...... guard breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be my own ......"

"No! he's not wearing our uniform!"

Mondstadt's heart tightened, and with it every muscle that spread out, they did spot the problem quickly, but it was too late. He had already shortened the distance between him and them in the time of these two or three sentences, and the moment the crossbow was raised, he shot a short arrow and nailed it to the forehead of the man with the gun. Mondstadt then pulled the dagger from his waist with his backhand, and the other man had just dropped the plate before he could draw his weapon before the blade slashed his throat.

The sound of the tray hitting the ground was heard dozens of meters away, and Mondstadt pushed the target against the wall to suppress it, and calmed down to listen to the movement around him. Sure enough, there was the sound of the window opening, and someone was asking loudly what was going on, but it stopped abruptly halfway through, and two seconds later there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Mondstadt held down the struggling TASA and removed the device from his shoulder, quickly getting smaller and smaller. I'm sorry that I don't get tired of cheating. Although it will be a little unbearable before starting, as an Antarctic person is already in the past, the sacrifice and price are not small, but for their wishes, it is worth making this change.

He walked through the outer wall, and a corpse collapsed by the back door of the communications station, blood pouring from the center of his eyebrows, his posture distorted, presumably from a great height. Mondstadt shuddered just by seeing it, he had seen Gefti's marksmanship a long time ago, and he hadn't regressed in the slightest after so long, should he say that it was an artificial ligand......

"What's wrong?" asked Jeffetti as Mondstadt stopped.

"No, nothing. Mondstadt shook his head, some boring thoughts in his stomach, and now there was something more worrying about him.

He quietly pushed open the back door, and after making sure that there was only one person left on the first floor of the communication station, he wiped him out with a crossbow. There is nothing special on the ground floor, except for some miscellaneous items, except for two chairs by the window and a few empty wine bottles next to them. There were very few soldiers stationed in the stronghold, and the defenses set up were quite small, and it seems that the raiding Southern Union Legion did not expect them to take the initiative and transferred all their personnel to carry out search work.

Mondstadt and Gefti ascended the iron staircase, the chandelier hanging on the second floor flickering, and three enemies sitting around a pillar on a cardboard box. There's nothing wrong with jammers, but they still have to make some preparations before they shut them down.

"Are you ready?" Mondstadt asked, pulling out the pistol he had picked up and loading it with a muffler.

Jeffetti didn't speak, just nodded.

Mondstadt pulled the ring of the smoke bomb and threw it between the three men, causing the smoke to spread when the jammer hit the ground. When the three TASA elites saw the smoke grenades, they immediately jumped up from the cardboard box and picked up their matching guns.

Mondstadt approached with his pistol in hand, and Jeffetti took a light step behind her, suddenly raising her rifle and firing a shot into the smoke. Mondstadt heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, and was almost certain to have eliminated one. He groped through the smoke, looked up and saw a figure, and immediately pulled the trigger. He seemed to hit his target, but he didn't fall and fled into the smoke wounded. Mondstadt was about to chase after him, when he felt the wind behind him, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a dagger that was already heading towards him.

He turned his head sideways and stepped back, the sharp blade grazing the right side of his face, stabbing into the air. Mondstadt grabbed his foe's wrist with his left hand and slammed his right elbow into his opponent's abdomen, causing him to let go of his dagger. Mondstadt stepped out and kicked him in the ankle, causing his target to lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground, his eyes wide open for the last thing he saw was the muzzle of a gun pointed at him.

When the gun rang out, Mondstadt pulled the trigger and saw a red thread in the smoke. He dodged sideways, a barrage of bullets flying in front of him, and he immediately crouched down with his gun drawn, firing at the position where the enemy was attacking, but he had no real sense of hitting the target.

"Mondstadt, get down!"

He heard Jefti cry and fell to the ground, and he saw a figure with a gun in the smoke, and a little fire. A bullet swept from above, and the sound of a bullet hitting a soft object could be heard from his right rear, and when he turned around, he found the last TASA elite lying backwards.

"Good risk, good risk...... This is the last one. ”

"It seems so. Jeffetti said lightly, the muzzle of the smoking sniper rifle drooping.

She walked over to the jammer and looked at it for a moment.

"How do you turn this off?"

"I'll just come," Mondstadt said, "let's do some turrets and traps, and then turn off the jammers, because as soon as you turn them off, enemies will come from all directions." ”

"Surround us like an ED incumbent, right?"

"Well, that's pretty much the analogy......"

Mondstadt replied reluctantly, worried about something else. In any case, it is unlikely that a person's personality will change overnight, although Gefti did look cold and ruthless at first, but she will not change back to her former state all at once, right?

People can't go back to the past, and how much effort he has put in to get Javette to where he is today, he will never admit that his efforts have been in vain.

He believed that Jeffrey had not yet been defeated by the burden, and that the responsibility of being a subject had only recently emerged, and that she must have realized something in the face of this sudden problem, which is why she became like this, right?

No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't get an answer, and just like that, half an hour passed, and they set up all the defenses and returned to the second floor of the communication station.

"It's coming. ”

"Hmm. ”

All in all, he just had to pay more attention to Gerfti's movements.

Mondstadt thought and turned off the jammer.