The Austro-Crarian Croats were a little better than the regular army of Germans and Hungarians in the last war, and it was no problem to fight the Italians. Had it not been for the fact that Austria-Hungary had mainly used the Croat troops in the Slavic mess with the Serbs, and that Austria-Hungary had logistical supply problems comparable to those of Italy, this force would have done nothing.

This time, when the German troops refused to accept the transfer, the Croatian troops were expected to be high.

The commander of the unit had privately promised the Croats that after the suppression of the Austrian rebellion, they would turn a blind eye to the looting of the Croats in lieu of unpaid salaries.

Naturally, the Croats rejoiced.

A Croatian lead detachment seized a train transfer in Slovenia, and they went around arresting workers in an attempt to get the station back up and running, and so far they have done a good job.

By the evening the Croats had regained 80 percent of the station's functionalities, and a new train of military vehicles drove into the station at eight o'clock that evening to begin the coaling operation.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the hustle and bustle at the station gradually stopped, and the train was ready to depart at any time, despite all kinds of grinders. However, the commander of the Croats decided that the troops needed to rest, so he ordered the troops to board the vehicles at dawn the next day.

But that nightmare, the nightmare approached the Croats.

The first to suffer were the patrol soldiers on the periphery, the Croats did not seriously deploy their guards, they did not take care of each other at all, and the arrangement of the patrols was very haphazard - in fact, most of the patrols relied on the guards with bonfires, and they lingered for a while before leaving for the next campfire.

At the end of March, the cold in the South Olympic Mountains was still quite heavy.

No one raised the alarm, as all those who were attacked were quietly killed. The Croats were unaware of the attacks that had begun.

**

The head of the NERV branch in Slovenia was anxiously pacing back and forth in the cellar provided by the workers.

"Why hasn't there been any movement?" The branch chief said and glanced at the liaison officer from Germany.

The liaison officer smiled at the branch head and comforted: "Doesn't this mean that the operation is going very well?" If the sirens sound loudly in the station, it means that the operation has been revealed. Let's wait in peace before the appointed time arrives. ”

The branch chief looked very uneasy, and after a few more turns in the cellar, he turned his gaze to the two Austrians guarding the door: "Do you indeed receive the Germans who have descended from the sky?" ”

"Yes, from the sky." The two men at the door replied in unison, and then the bearded one added, "They asked us to take them to the hill where we could see the station, and asked us to leave, saying that the rest would be left to them." ”

"How far were they from the station when you left?"

The two men in charge of answering each other looked at each other, and one of them replied, "Two or three kilometers." ”

The branch head had a bad expression: "Two or three kilometers? You're just gone? How are they going to get through these two or three kilometers without being familiar with the terrain? It's full of Croat sentry posts! ”

"Mr. Branchmaster," the liaison officer interrupted the branchmaster, who was about to continue, "the task force members are experts with special skills, and they are capable enough to fight in completely unfamiliar areas and achieve their goals. You don't have to worry about that. ”

The branch chief stared at the liaison officer for a long time before sighing, he sat down, picked up the cigarette on the table, and the liaison officer handed him the fire very excitedly. After lighting the cigarette, the branch leader took a hard puff and spat out a smoke ring on the cigarette.

"I hope this task force you are talking about is really so powerful."

"Mr. Branchmaster, didn't you believe that they could fall from the sky, but now it turns out that we are not lying, right? So why don't you trust us again? ”

The branch head looked at the smiling face of the liaison officer, and was silent for a long time before saying, "If I hadn't believed in your leader's theory, I wouldn't have abandoned my family property to become the head of this department." ”

"Didn't you join us because you couldn't stop yourself from going bankrupt?"

"You!" The branch chief's face was full of anger, he pointed to the liaison officer's nose, as if he was about to scold, but he swallowed the words halfway, and held it for a long time before he could hold back a sentence, "This is our chassis, you had better pay attention to what you say!" ”

"Pay attention to what? I'm just telling the truth. "I'm not like a speculator like you, I'm a staunch believer in humanism, I'm ready to give everything for our great cause, and the threat of death doesn't matter to me." ”

The two Austrians at the door glanced at each other, and when they looked at the liaison officer, there was a hint of respect in their eyes.

The branch chief's face was very embarrassed, his lips trembled, and he seemed to want to refute, but he couldn't organize a rebuttal for a long time.

At this time, the liaison officer continued: "And those warriors who are infiltrating the train station, just like me, even if we lose our lives, we will definitely complete the task assigned to us by the organization, so, Mr. Branch Chief, shut your mouth and wait honestly." You will get your victory. ”

The branch chief's face turned white with anger, but he still closed his mouth as he said and began to smoke sullenly.

Then the two Austrians at the door looked at each other again, and whispered something.

The liaison officer looked at them from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

**

On the last patrol line near the train station, a five-man Croatian patrol was slowly moving along the outer wall of the station.

Just then, the wind picked up.

There were five sounds of wind mixed with the sound of blowing, which matched the number of Croats.

The patrolmen fell to the ground almost at the same time, and one of them struggled a little, and a sixth blow was heard in the wind. There was no more animate creature in the night.

Then the ghost appeared, and the black figure quickly dragged the corpse from the corner into the shadows, and then climbed over the not-so-high wall. After climbing over the fence, Scholes said to his teammates, "Do you still remember the station map given by the answering staff?" Split up, use silencer weapons at will, and do your best to disrupt the Croats, even if there is no way to achieve the original goal. ”

After speaking, Scholes glanced at his luminous watch, and then waved his hand: "Action." ”

After saying that, he stood up first, led the two team members and disappeared into the shadows of the house not far away, and the others immediately scattered, and the night completely covered their tracks.

**

Since the head of the branch was silent, only the sound of the clock moving in the cellar remained, and the ticking sound of the machinery constantly announced the passing of time.

Finally, the hour and minute hands pointed to the agreed time, and the clock chimes majestically.

The branch head raised his head, and was about to turn his gaze to the liaison officer, when a tremor came through the earth, and the walls of the cellar and the ceiling trembled, and the dust rolling from the ceiling covered the face of the branch head who happened to raise his head.

The liaison officer also looked up at the ceiling, and his face was full of devotion, as if a Catholic were reciting the teachings of the Bible, and he whispered: "The air is trembling, as if the sky is burning!" ”

Immediately after that, the door to the cellar was opened, and the Red Guards guarding outside poked their heads in and shouted excitedly: "Station, the direction of the station has exploded!" The whole sky is lit up! ”

The liaison officer stood up faster than the branch chief, and he took the place of the branch chief and ordered the person at the door: "Here we go!" Take up arms and take the train station! ”

**

Scholes carefully distinguished the explosion, and then nodded to his subordinates: "It seems that the three groups have also succeeded, okay, now we will start the second phase of the operation." ”

After the words fell, he and his subordinates took out a black hood from the backpack they were carrying, and put it on their heads neatly. The white skull logo on the hood that seemed to be laughing wildly looked particularly hideous under the light of the nearby skyrocketing fire.

Immediately afterwards, the task force members all took off their camouflage, revealing the black combat uniforms worn at the bottom of their clothes, and raised their submachine guns.

"The muffler is not needed." Scholes removed the muffler, "The gunfire everywhere can further disrupt the Croats, guys, let's do what we do best!" ”

After saying that, Scholes kicked the body of the Supreme Commander of the Croatian Forces at his feet, then shushed at the woman who was curled up on the bed and was already frightened, and then pushed open the door and poked her head out.

A group of Croats happened to run past the door, and without saying a word, Scholes put his submachine gun at his waist and fired at him, knocking everyone down.

He rushed out of the room, rolled over to the pillar outside, and ducked into the shadows.

But this operation turned out to be completely redundant, and the nearby Croatian troops did not know what was happening in the road, and were stunned in place. So Scholes calmly changed his magazines, then nodded to his companions who were waiting in the room, and the next moment he leaned out and fired at the Croats, drawing the enemy's attention to himself, while the task force who was still in the house rushed out of the gate, firing and rushing to something nearby that could be used as cover.

Someone threw a grenade as soon as they entered the bunker, adding another fire to the lively "bonfire feast".

Taking advantage of the gap gained by the grenade explosion, Scholes quickly rushed down the nearby railroad, hiding in the shadows at the bottom of the railroad carriages, and after changing the magazine, he gestured to the team to move forward.

So next, this small detachment of only three people took cover alternately, sweeping from one end of the platform to the other end.

The senior officers of the Croats were basically touched by Scholes's squad, and they couldn't organize an effective counterattack at all, so they were beaten by these three people and were powerless.

At the same time that the Croats were in disarray, the Red Guards attacked.

The Red Guards in Slovenia were no more armed than in the provinces of Lower Austria, and the workers, armed with old rifles, most with only a few bullets, were determined to die and charged at the Imperial army, only to be surprised to find that the Imperial army was almost on the verge of collapse.

Soon, the red flag flew over the dispatching building of the railway station.

**

Or that cellar.

NERV Liaison Officer Schlieffen had begun sorting out his clothes ten minutes earlier. From the time he joined NERV, he dreamed of such a day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Outside the open door of the cellar, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and Schlieffen could guess the purpose of the visitor just by listening to the footsteps. He stood up and relived in his mind the scene he had fantasized about countless times.

At this moment, the Red Guards, with their faces full of excitement, rushed into the cellar, but before he could speak, Schlieffen raised a hand and stopped his report, just as His Excellency the Great Adviser had done at the military conference of the Southern Federation last year.

Schlieffen walked squarely, trying his best to imitate the style of his imaginary advisor, came to the branch chief, cleared his throat, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency, the victory I promised you has come. ”

The moment he said this, Schlieffen was immersed in indescribable pleasure, and he felt that he could finally touch the brilliance of that great man, and from this moment on, he was also a part of the legend of that great man.

**

At the same moment, the branch head was looking at the liaison officer with awe.

Most of the branch chief's life so far has been spent in extravagance and cunning, but after all, he is well-informed and his ability to read people is far stronger than that of a fledgling liaison officer.

At this moment, the branch chief saw a mixture of piety and fanaticism on the young man's face, and this expression deeply shocked the old and sophisticated former businessman. At this moment, he understood that the organization NERV was not simply using the Human Manifesto as a front to incite the people, it-

- It really wants to replace the grace of the gods with the light of technology, and these madmen really want to replace the gods with the power of humanity.

No, the branch head shook his head secretly, and not only that.

The expression on the liaison's face was that of a religious person who was paranoid to the point of being pious, and this organization had prepared a new god for itself a long time ago.

The branch chief regretted that he had defected to such an organization in a ghostly way, but now, he could only do it hard, he didn't want to be killed by a powerful task force from the sky.

Thinking like this, the branch leader mobilized the skills he had accumulated throughout his life to play on the scene, and piled up the joy of victory on his face.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he would memorize the "Declaration of Humanity" when he returned, and that he would henceforth be a devout pan-humanist, and that he would never be exposed under any circumstances. The Austro-Crarian Croats were a little better than the regular army of Germans and Hungarians in the last war, and it was no problem to fight the Italians. Had it not been for the fact that Austria-Hungary had mainly used the Croat troops in the Slavic mess with the Serbs, and that Austria-Hungary had logistical supply problems comparable to those of Italy, this force would have done nothing.

This time, when the German troops refused to accept the transfer, the Croatian troops were expected to be high.

The commander of the unit had privately promised the Croats that after the suppression of the Austrian rebellion, they would turn a blind eye to the looting of the Croats in lieu of unpaid salaries.

Naturally, the Croats rejoiced.

A Croatian lead detachment seized a train transfer in Slovenia, and they went around arresting workers in an attempt to get the station back up and running, and so far they have done a good job.

By the evening the Croats had regained 80 percent of the station's functionalities, and a new train of military vehicles drove into the station at eight o'clock that evening to begin the coaling operation.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the hustle and bustle at the station gradually stopped, and the train was ready to depart at any time, despite all kinds of grinders. However, the commander of the Croats decided that the troops needed to rest, so he ordered the troops to board the vehicles at dawn the next day.

But that nightmare, the nightmare approached the Croats.

The first to suffer were the patrol soldiers on the periphery, the Croats did not seriously deploy their guards, they did not take care of each other at all, and the arrangement of the patrols was very haphazard - in fact, most of the patrols relied on the guards with bonfires, and they lingered for a while before leaving for the next campfire.

At the end of March, the cold in the South Olympic Mountains was still quite heavy.

No one raised the alarm, as all those who were attacked were quietly killed. The Croats were unaware of the attacks that had begun.

**

The head of the NERV branch in Slovenia was anxiously pacing back and forth in the cellar provided by the workers.

"Why hasn't there been any movement?" The branch chief said and glanced at the liaison officer from Germany.

The liaison officer smiled at the branch head and comforted: "Doesn't this mean that the operation is going very well?" If the sirens sound loudly in the station, it means that the operation has been revealed. Let's wait in peace before the appointed time arrives. ”

The branch chief looked very uneasy, and after a few more turns in the cellar, he turned his gaze to the two Austrians guarding the door: "Do you indeed receive the Germans who have descended from the sky?" ”

"Yes, from the sky." The two men at the door replied in unison, and then the bearded one added, "They asked us to take them to the hill where we could see the station, and asked us to leave, saying that the rest would be left to them." ”

"How far were they from the station when you left?"

The two men in charge of answering each other looked at each other, and one of them replied, "Two or three kilometers." ”

The branch head had a bad expression: "Two or three kilometers? You're just gone? How are they going to get through these two or three kilometers without being familiar with the terrain? It's full of Croat sentry posts! ”

"Mr. Branchmaster," the liaison officer interrupted the branchmaster, who was about to continue, "the task force members are experts with special skills, and they are capable enough to fight in completely unfamiliar areas and achieve their goals. You don't have to worry about that. ”

The branch chief stared at the liaison officer for a long time before sighing, he sat down, picked up the cigarette on the table, and the liaison officer handed him the fire very excitedly. After lighting the cigarette, the branch leader took a hard puff and spat out a smoke ring on the cigarette.

"I hope this task force you are talking about is really so powerful."

"Mr. Branchmaster, didn't you believe that they could fall from the sky, but now it turns out that we are not lying, right? So why don't you trust us again? ”

The branch head looked at the smiling face of the liaison officer, and was silent for a long time before saying, "If I hadn't believed in your leader's theory, I wouldn't have abandoned my family property to become the head of this department." ”

"Didn't you join us because you couldn't stop yourself from going bankrupt?"

"You!" The branch chief's face was full of anger, he pointed to the liaison officer's nose, as if he was about to scold, but he swallowed the words halfway, and held it for a long time before he could hold back a sentence, "This is our chassis, you had better pay attention to what you say!" ”

"Pay attention to what? I'm just telling the truth. "I'm not like a speculator like you, I'm a staunch believer in humanism, I'm ready to give everything for our great cause, and the threat of death doesn't matter to me." ”

The two Austrians at the door glanced at each other, and when they looked at the liaison officer, there was a hint of respect in their eyes.

The branch chief's face was very embarrassed, his lips trembled, and he seemed to want to refute, but he couldn't organize a rebuttal for a long time.

At this time, the liaison officer continued: "And those warriors who are infiltrating the train station, just like me, even if we lose our lives, we will definitely complete the task assigned to us by the organization, so, Mr. Branch Chief, shut your mouth and wait honestly." You will get your victory. ”

The branch chief's face turned white with anger, but he still closed his mouth as he said and began to smoke sullenly.

Then the two Austrians at the door looked at each other again, and whispered something.

The liaison officer looked at them from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

**

On the last patrol line near the train station, a five-man Croatian patrol was slowly moving along the outer wall of the station.

Just then, the wind picked up.

There were five sounds of wind mixed with the sound of blowing, which matched the number of Croats.

The patrolmen fell to the ground almost at the same time, and one of them struggled a little, and a sixth blow was heard in the wind. There was no more animate creature in the night.

Then the ghost appeared, and the black figure quickly dragged the corpse from the corner into the shadows, and then climbed over the not-so-high wall. After climbing over the fence, Scholes said to his teammates, "Do you still remember the station map given by the answering staff?" Split up, use silencer weapons at will, and do your best to disrupt the Croats, even if there is no way to achieve the original goal. ”

After speaking, Scholes glanced at his luminous watch, and then waved his hand: "Action." ”

After saying that, he stood up first, led the two team members and disappeared into the shadows of the house not far away, and the others immediately scattered, and the night completely covered their tracks.

**

Since the head of the branch was silent, only the sound of the clock moving in the cellar remained, and the ticking sound of the machinery constantly announced the passing of time.

Finally, the hour and minute hands pointed to the agreed time, and the clock chimes majestically.

The branch head raised his head, and was about to turn his gaze to the liaison officer, when a tremor came through the earth, and the walls of the cellar and the ceiling trembled, and the dust rolling from the ceiling covered the face of the branch head who happened to raise his head.

The liaison officer also looked up at the ceiling, and his face was full of devotion, as if a Catholic were reciting the teachings of the Bible, and he whispered: "The air is trembling, as if the sky is burning!" ”

Immediately after that, the door to the cellar was opened, and the Red Guards guarding outside poked their heads in and shouted excitedly: "Station, the direction of the station has exploded!" The whole sky is lit up! ”

The liaison officer stood up faster than the branch chief, and he took the place of the branch chief and ordered the person at the door: "Here we go!" Take up arms and take the train station! ”

**

Scholes carefully distinguished the explosion, and then nodded to his subordinates: "It seems that the three groups have also succeeded, okay, now we will start the second phase of the operation." ”

After the words fell, he and his subordinates took out a black hood from the backpack they were carrying, and put it on their heads neatly. The white skull logo on the hood that seemed to be laughing wildly looked particularly hideous under the light of the nearby skyrocketing fire.

Immediately afterwards, the task force members all took off their camouflage, revealing the black combat uniforms worn at the bottom of their clothes, and raised their submachine guns.

"The muffler is not needed." Scholes removed the muffler, "The gunfire everywhere can further disrupt the Croats, guys, let's do what we do best!" ”

After saying that, Scholes kicked the body of the Supreme Commander of the Croatian Forces at his feet, then shushed at the woman who was curled up on the bed and was already frightened, and then pushed open the door and poked her head out.

A group of Croats happened to run past the door, and without saying a word, Scholes put his submachine gun at his waist and fired at him, knocking everyone down.

He rushed out of the room, rolled over to the pillar outside, and ducked into the shadows.

But this operation turned out to be completely redundant, and the nearby Croatian troops did not know what was happening in the road, and were stunned in place. So Scholes calmly changed his magazines, then nodded to his companions who were waiting in the room, and the next moment he leaned out and fired at the Croats, drawing the enemy's attention to himself, while the task force who was still in the house rushed out of the gate, firing and rushing to something nearby that could be used as cover.

Someone threw a grenade as soon as they entered the bunker, adding another fire to the lively "bonfire feast".

Taking advantage of the gap gained by the grenade explosion, Scholes quickly rushed down the nearby railroad, hiding in the shadows at the bottom of the railroad carriages, and after changing the magazine, he gestured to the team to move forward.

So next, this small detachment of only three people took cover alternately, sweeping from one end of the platform to the other end.

The senior officers of the Croats were basically touched by Scholes's squad, and they couldn't organize an effective counterattack at all, so they were beaten by these three people and were powerless.

At the same time that the Croats were in disarray, the Red Guards attacked.

The Red Guards in Slovenia were no more armed than in the provinces of Lower Austria, and the workers, armed with old rifles, most with only a few bullets, were determined to die and charged at the Imperial army, only to be surprised to find that the Imperial army was almost on the verge of collapse.

Soon, the red flag flew over the dispatching building of the railway station.

**

Or that cellar.

NERV Liaison Officer Schlieffen had begun sorting out his clothes ten minutes earlier. From the time he joined NERV, he dreamed of such a day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Outside the open door of the cellar, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and Schlieffen could guess the purpose of the visitor just by listening to the footsteps. He stood up and relived in his mind the scene he had fantasized about countless times.

At this moment, the Red Guards, with their faces full of excitement, rushed into the cellar, but before he could speak, Schlieffen raised a hand and stopped his report, just as His Excellency the Great Adviser had done at the military conference of the Southern Federation last year.

Schlieffen walked squarely, trying his best to imitate the style of his imaginary advisor, came to the branch chief, cleared his throat, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency, the victory I promised you has come. ”

The moment he said this, Schlieffen was immersed in indescribable pleasure, and he felt that he could finally touch the brilliance of that great man, and from this moment on, he was also a part of the legend of that great man.

**

At the same moment, the branch head was looking at the liaison officer with awe.

Most of the branch chief's life so far has been spent in extravagance and cunning, but after all, he is well-informed and his ability to read people is far stronger than that of a fledgling liaison officer.

At this moment, the branch chief saw a mixture of piety and fanaticism on the young man's face, and this expression deeply shocked the old and sophisticated former businessman. At this moment, he understood that the organization NERV was not simply using the Human Manifesto as a front to incite the people, it-

- It really wants to replace the grace of the gods with the light of technology, and these madmen really want to replace the gods with the power of humanity.

No, the branch head shook his head secretly, and not only that.

The expression on the liaison's face was that of a religious person who was paranoid to the point of being pious, and this organization had prepared a new god for itself a long time ago.

The branch chief regretted that he had defected to such an organization in a ghostly way, but now, he could only do it hard, he didn't want to be killed by a powerful task force from the sky.

Thinking like this, the branch leader mobilized the skills he had accumulated throughout his life to play on the scene, and piled up the joy of victory on his face.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he would memorize the "Declaration of Humanity" when he returned, and that he would henceforth be a devout pan-humanist, and that he would never be exposed under any circumstances. The Austro-Crarian Croats were a little better than the regular army of Germans and Hungarians in the last war, and it was no problem to fight the Italians. Had it not been for the fact that Austria-Hungary had mainly used the Croat troops in the Slavic mess with the Serbs, and that Austria-Hungary had logistical supply problems comparable to those of Italy, this force would have done nothing.

This time, when the German troops refused to accept the transfer, the Croatian troops were expected to be high.

The commander of the unit had privately promised the Croats that after the suppression of the Austrian rebellion, they would turn a blind eye to the looting of the Croats in lieu of unpaid salaries.

Naturally, the Croats rejoiced.

A Croatian lead detachment seized a train transfer in Slovenia, and they went around arresting workers in an attempt to get the station back up and running, and so far they have done a good job.

By the evening the Croats had regained 80 percent of the station's functionalities, and a new train of military vehicles drove into the station at eight o'clock that evening to begin the coaling operation.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that the hustle and bustle at the station gradually stopped, and the train was ready to depart at any time, despite all kinds of grinders. However, the commander of the Croats decided that the troops needed to rest, so he ordered the troops to board the vehicles at dawn the next day.

But that nightmare, the nightmare approached the Croats.

The first to suffer were the patrol soldiers on the periphery, the Croats did not seriously deploy their guards, they did not take care of each other at all, and the arrangement of the patrols was very haphazard - in fact, most of the patrols relied on the guards with bonfires, and they lingered for a while before leaving for the next campfire.

At the end of March, the cold in the South Olympic Mountains was still quite heavy.

No one raised the alarm, as all those who were attacked were quietly killed. The Croats were unaware of the attacks that had begun.

**

The head of the NERV branch in Slovenia was anxiously pacing back and forth in the cellar provided by the workers.

"Why hasn't there been any movement?" The branch chief said and glanced at the liaison officer from Germany.

The liaison officer smiled at the branch head and comforted: "Doesn't this mean that the operation is going very well?" If the sirens sound loudly in the station, it means that the operation has been revealed. Let's wait in peace before the appointed time arrives. ”

The branch chief looked very uneasy, and after a few more turns in the cellar, he turned his gaze to the two Austrians guarding the door: "Do you indeed receive the Germans who have descended from the sky?" ”

"Yes, from the sky." The two men at the door replied in unison, and then the bearded one added, "They asked us to take them to the hill where we could see the station, and asked us to leave, saying that the rest would be left to them." ”

"How far were they from the station when you left?"

The two men in charge of answering each other looked at each other, and one of them replied, "Two or three kilometers." ”

The branch head had a bad expression: "Two or three kilometers? You're just gone? How are they going to get through these two or three kilometers without being familiar with the terrain? It's full of Croat sentry posts! ”

"Mr. Branchmaster," the liaison officer interrupted the branchmaster, who was about to continue, "the task force members are experts with special skills, and they are capable enough to fight in completely unfamiliar areas and achieve their goals. You don't have to worry about that. ”

The branch chief stared at the liaison officer for a long time before sighing, he sat down, picked up the cigarette on the table, and the liaison officer handed him the fire very excitedly. After lighting the cigarette, the branch leader took a hard puff and spat out a smoke ring on the cigarette.

"I hope this task force you are talking about is really so powerful."

"Mr. Branchmaster, didn't you believe that they could fall from the sky, but now it turns out that we are not lying, right? So why don't you trust us again? ”

The branch head looked at the smiling face of the liaison officer, and was silent for a long time before saying, "If I hadn't believed in your leader's theory, I wouldn't have abandoned my family property to become the head of this department." ”

"Didn't you join us because you couldn't stop yourself from going bankrupt?"

"You!" The branch chief's face was full of anger, he pointed to the liaison officer's nose, as if he was about to scold, but he swallowed the words halfway, and held it for a long time before he could hold back a sentence, "This is our chassis, you had better pay attention to what you say!" ”

"Pay attention to what? I'm just telling the truth. "I'm not like a speculator like you, I'm a staunch believer in humanism, I'm ready to give everything for our great cause, and the threat of death doesn't matter to me." ”

The two Austrians at the door glanced at each other, and when they looked at the liaison officer, there was a hint of respect in their eyes.

The branch chief's face was very embarrassed, his lips trembled, and he seemed to want to refute, but he couldn't organize a rebuttal for a long time.

At this time, the liaison officer continued: "And those warriors who are infiltrating the train station, just like me, even if we lose our lives, we will definitely complete the task assigned to us by the organization, so, Mr. Branch Chief, shut your mouth and wait honestly." You will get your victory. ”

The branch chief's face turned white with anger, but he still closed his mouth as he said and began to smoke sullenly.

Then the two Austrians at the door looked at each other again, and whispered something.

The liaison officer looked at them from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

**

On the last patrol line near the train station, a five-man Croatian patrol was slowly moving along the outer wall of the station.

Just then, the wind picked up.

There were five sounds of wind mixed with the sound of blowing, which matched the number of Croats.

The patrolmen fell to the ground almost at the same time, and one of them struggled a little, and a sixth blow was heard in the wind. There was no more animate creature in the night.

Then the ghost appeared, and the black figure quickly dragged the corpse from the corner into the shadows, and then climbed over the not-so-high wall. After climbing over the fence, Scholes said to his teammates, "Do you still remember the station map given by the answering staff?" Split up, use silencer weapons at will, and do your best to disrupt the Croats, even if there is no way to achieve the original goal. ”

After speaking, Scholes glanced at his luminous watch, and then waved his hand: "Action." ”

After saying that, he stood up first, led the two team members and disappeared into the shadows of the house not far away, and the others immediately scattered, and the night completely covered their tracks.

**

Since the head of the branch was silent, only the sound of the clock moving in the cellar remained, and the ticking sound of the machinery constantly announced the passing of time.

Finally, the hour and minute hands pointed to the agreed time, and the clock chimes majestically.

The branch head raised his head, and was about to turn his gaze to the liaison officer, when a tremor came through the earth, and the walls of the cellar and the ceiling trembled, and the dust rolling from the ceiling covered the face of the branch head who happened to raise his head.

The liaison officer also looked up at the ceiling, and his face was full of devotion, as if a Catholic were reciting the teachings of the Bible, and he whispered: "The air is trembling, as if the sky is burning!" ”

Immediately after that, the door to the cellar was opened, and the Red Guards guarding outside poked their heads in and shouted excitedly: "Station, the direction of the station has exploded!" The whole sky is lit up! ”

The liaison officer stood up faster than the branch chief, and he took the place of the branch chief and ordered the person at the door: "Here we go!" Take up arms and take the train station! ”

**

Scholes carefully distinguished the explosion, and then nodded to his subordinates: "It seems that the three groups have also succeeded, okay, now we will start the second phase of the operation." ”

After the words fell, he and his subordinates took out a black hood from the backpack they were carrying, and put it on their heads neatly. The white skull logo on the hood that seemed to be laughing wildly looked particularly hideous under the light of the nearby skyrocketing fire.

Immediately afterwards, the task force members all took off their camouflage, revealing the black combat uniforms worn at the bottom of their clothes, and raised their submachine guns.

"The muffler is not needed." Scholes removed the muffler, "The gunfire everywhere can further disrupt the Croats, guys, let's do what we do best!" ”

After saying that, Scholes kicked the body of the Supreme Commander of the Croatian Forces at his feet, then shushed at the woman who was curled up on the bed and was already frightened, and then pushed open the door and poked her head out.

A group of Croats happened to run past the door, and without saying a word, Scholes put his submachine gun at his waist and fired at him, knocking everyone down.

He rushed out of the room, rolled over to the pillar outside, and ducked into the shadows.

But this operation turned out to be completely redundant, and the nearby Croatian troops did not know what was happening in the road, and were stunned in place. So Scholes calmly changed his magazines, then nodded to his companions who were waiting in the room, and the next moment he leaned out and fired at the Croats, drawing the enemy's attention to himself, while the task force who was still in the house rushed out of the gate, firing and rushing to something nearby that could be used as cover.

Someone threw a grenade as soon as they entered the bunker, adding another fire to the lively "bonfire feast".

Taking advantage of the gap gained by the grenade explosion, Scholes quickly rushed down the nearby railroad, hiding in the shadows at the bottom of the railroad carriages, and after changing the magazine, he gestured to the team to move forward.

So next, this small detachment of only three people took cover alternately, sweeping from one end of the platform to the other end.

The senior officers of the Croats were basically touched by Scholes's squad, and they couldn't organize an effective counterattack at all, so they were beaten by these three people and were powerless.

At the same time that the Croats were in disarray, the Red Guards attacked.

The Red Guards in Slovenia were no more armed than in the provinces of Lower Austria, and the workers, armed with old rifles, most with only a few bullets, were determined to die and charged at the Imperial army, only to be surprised to find that the Imperial army was almost on the verge of collapse.

Soon, the red flag flew over the dispatching building of the railway station.

**

Or that cellar.

NERV Liaison Officer Schlieffen had begun sorting out his clothes ten minutes earlier. From the time he joined NERV, he dreamed of such a day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Outside the open door of the cellar, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and Schlieffen could guess the purpose of the visitor just by listening to the footsteps. He stood up and relived in his mind the scene he had fantasized about countless times.

At this moment, the Red Guards, with their faces full of excitement, rushed into the cellar, but before he could speak, Schlieffen raised a hand and stopped his report, just as His Excellency the Great Adviser had done at the military conference of the Southern Federation last year.

Schlieffen walked squarely, trying his best to imitate the style of his imaginary advisor, came to the branch chief, cleared his throat, and then said solemnly: "Your Excellency, the victory I promised you has come. ”

The moment he said this, Schlieffen was immersed in indescribable pleasure, and he felt that he could finally touch the brilliance of that great man, and from this moment on, he was also a part of the legend of that great man.

**

At the same moment, the branch head was looking at the liaison officer with awe.

Most of the branch chief's life so far has been spent in extravagance and cunning, but after all, he is well-informed and his ability to read people is far stronger than that of a fledgling liaison officer.

At this moment, the branch chief saw a mixture of piety and fanaticism on the young man's face, and this expression deeply shocked the old and sophisticated former businessman. At this moment, he understood that the organization NERV was not simply using the Human Manifesto as a front to incite the people, it-

- It really wants to replace the grace of the gods with the light of technology, and these madmen really want to replace the gods with the power of humanity.

No, the branch head shook his head secretly, and not only that.

The expression on the liaison's face was that of a religious person who was paranoid to the point of being pious, and this organization had prepared a new god for itself a long time ago.

The branch chief regretted that he had defected to such an organization in a ghostly way, but now, he could only do it hard, he didn't want to be killed by a powerful task force from the sky.

Thinking like this, the branch leader mobilized the skills he had accumulated throughout his life to play on the scene, and piled up the joy of victory on his face.

At the same time, he made up his mind that he would memorize the "Declaration of Humanity" when he returned, and that he would henceforth be a devout pan-humanist, and that he would never be exposed under any circumstances.