Because of the information asymmetry, because he didn't understand the operation mechanism of Iran Hill's weapons, and because he was not familiar with computers, most of these magicians who participated in the operation could only watch and the opportunity slipped away from him.

Originally, they thought that their task was to snatch those nuclear weapons, but when they actually saw these nuclear weapons, they realized that these weapons were as big as a house.

Even if you know that there are nuclear warheads, the disassembled nuclear warheads are not something that people can easily transport. Even if they were magicians, they couldn't easily carry something so huge.

What's even worse is that their original plan was to launch some nuclear bombs to attack the cities of Irlanhill, so as to create some chaos for the Irranhill Empire.

In the midst of the chaos, the magicians who stole the nuclear weapons had the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to return the nuclear warheads to the Norma Empire, and use them to blackmail the Ranhill Empire.

Unfortunately, this chaos did not happen at all, so the magicians who attacked the nuclear bomb launch base of the Irlanhill Empire had no chance to send the nuclear bomb they captured back to their own country.

As a result, these poor magicians had to face a desperate situation: the army of the Irranhill Empire had surrounded them, but they had no reinforcements, no capital to hold on.

The only thing that allowed them to hold on a little was the Ranhill Empire's rat trap, and they had to take care of the nuclear bomb, otherwise, they would only die faster.

Two A-10 attack planes whizzed through the sky, and a few magicians in the camp managed to kill the soldiers of the Irranhill Empire who had gathered around, and before they could catch their breath, they were covered by a precision-guided missile.

In a violent explosion of flames, a magician rolled out in embarrassment, his clothes in tatters, almost indistinguishable from a beggar.

The female magician, who had just been fighting alongside him, was completely engulfed by the explosion at this moment, and there was not even a complete corpse left.

"Shirley! Shirley! With great difficulty, the magician got up from the ground, and despite the fact that the flames were still burning on his shoes, he reached out and reached for the exploding flames: "Don't! Don't! ”

That sorceress was not only his comrade-in-arms in this operation, but also the love of his life. It's a pity that they have been living together for almost 40 years are now about to be completely separated.

This cruel truth was unacceptable to the male magician for a while. His wife had pushed him out of the heart of the explosion and protected him with a magical defensive barrier.

As a result, after the desperate explosion had cleared, he could only see some broken bodies on the ground.

"No!" He screamed in despair, and then he himself was hit by a precision-guided bomb that fell from the sky, and a new explosion took off into the air, bringing calm back to the battlefield.

"Dut...... Honk...... The sound of the propeller ...... getting closer and closer, and a transport helicopter slowly landed, blowing away the dust raised on the ground.

As the plane approached the ground, the Ellen Hill Heavy Grenadiers in exoskeleton mechs jumped off the plane, their heavy bodies hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Several magicians descended from the sky in front of the heavily armored grenadiers, their eagle insignia indicating their identity.

The magicians drew their swords and walked to the closed door of the nuke silo with gloomy faces.

They are in a very bad mood, because these damn magicians who infiltrated the territory of Irlanhill have seriously affected the status of the magicians of the Irlanhill Empire with their actions.

After such a rebellion, the loyalty of the magicians was naturally doubted by the high-level of the Irlanhill Empire, and the magicians loyal to the Eleanhill Empire exchanged their own blood and the blood of the enemy magicians for the good situation, and once again disappeared.

"These damn bastards! Worse than useless! The Elder Hill Empire magician led by him was menacing, and ordered in a low tone: "Since they don't want to live well, then send them to die!" ”

"Whew!" Behind him, the swords in the hands of several magicians who were already archmagisters burst into flames.

"Whoa!" The heavy armored grenadiers of the Irlanhill Empire behind them, the large-caliber assault rifles in their hands also sounded the sound of bullets being loaded.

Walking to the front of the heavy protective door, an officer in exoskeleton armor took out a magnetic card from the satchel on his waist and inserted it into the card reader on the door.

"......Snort" White gas was discharged from the protective door that could not be opened, and then the whole door slowly opened.

The man in black inside obviously didn't expect that the other party would come so quickly. They hurriedly used their magic to try to block the Iran Hill soldiers at the door.

As a result, their fireball spell slammed into a magical defensive barrier. More than a dozen mages of the Elanhill Empire rushed into the narrow corridor in a rage, the sound of long swords slashing into flesh came and went, and the screams echoed in the air, making people shudder.

"Leave a few live torturers!" As the Commander stepped into the dimly lit corridor with his weapon in hand, he saw only piles of minced meat scattered on the floor.

"I surrender! Don't shoot! A man in black knelt on the ground and raised his hands high: "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! ”

"Say, who sent you......" The officer led by Iran Hill walked up to him and asked coldly.

"I ...... I ......" At this time, the black-clothed magician, who was kneeling on the ground, realized that he really didn't seem to know who had instructed him to come here to die.

So, he stammered and replied, "It's Sir Pember...... He summoned me! He's the mastermind! He ......"

"Grab it!" The lead officer gave an order, and the two Iran Hill heavily armored grenadiers stepped forward and set up the black-clad magician who was no longer able to stand up with his legs shaking.

By this time, the battle for the depths was over. Two black-clad magicians committed suicide, one of whom was pinned to the ground before committing suicide.

There were also two poor black-clad magicians, who just struggled a little before they were chopped to pieces. Their blood splattered to the ground, where they were still lying, officers of the Iran Hill missile unit on duty, who had just been killed by them.

Blood splattered onto the console's computer screen, which flickered with a row of dialog boxes waiting to enter a password......