Before the action, Marin asked Tonkin to talk about how to move - caravans like this must be armed, and the troops they checked as they entered the city confirmed that they had revolvers and the oldest breech-loading rifles from the workshop.

This rifle is currently in a state of global circulation, from the armies of friendly countries that fought chaos with Sidney to the hunting grounds of wealthy nobles, from caravans bought from Marin's obsolete goods to the fact that adventurers' guilds are still in short supply, and the first bolt-action rifles made by Marin have the same reputation as the AK47.

Sturdy, durable, high-yielding, and sold everywhere.

So the four commissars unanimously agreed to use lethal force, that is, instead of rubber bullets and special revolvers, they replaced it with outcropping lead bullets with short barrels - to avoid excessive penetration and injury to innocents in battle, and at the same time had extremely high lethality, while the 10-inch short-barreled semi-automatic rifle was suitable for use in towns.

So after changing their clothes, the four political commissars led the team to begin a circle of outflanking, while a prepared patrol deliberately passed by, and the soldiers from the north warned the townspeople not to take the order of the night curfew as wind in their ears, otherwise there would always be empty seats on the gallows outside the town.

Marin felt that with the temper of the northerners, he should have the courage to jump out and say something, and then his soldiers would go up and give him some flesh and skin suffering, so as to attract the attention of the caravan personnel in the courtyard, so that the other three people could touch it.

I can't compensate for the beating afterwards, but Marin overestimated the courage of the townspeople, and underestimated the impact of the hundreds of torturers on the gallows outside.

It's a bit of a miscalculation.

Seeing that the patrol finally left the area, Marin could only order them to leave - the reappearance of the same patrol might attract unnecessary suspicion.

But fortunately, night is the best cover, Marin's soldiers advanced under the cover of night and surgery, in order to cover the response of the technique, Marin personally took a few scanning techniques.

Sure enough, there were guys in the courtyard who were proficient in magic, but they were still too tender in front of Marin, and in the air, he could see two guys dressed as mages running out, and they used props to detect the strength of the magic to confirm it, and finally faced the leader who walked out of the small building.

Marlin started listening with a listening technique.

"It's a very powerful spellcaster, Your Excellency, it should be a psionic person, a strength comparison mage...... At least six rings or higher. One of the guys reported back.

His leader was silent for a moment, then answered his subordinates in a very hoarse voice: "Is it directed at us?" ”

Indeed, if it is aimed at a certain area, the intensity and wavelength of the detection technique will change, and this can be confirmed using props.

"No, it's a very routine scan, it's the detection of stalkers and stealth targets, and the intensity is very high, I think it's very strange, has someone infiltrated the town." The voice of the other spellcaster sounded much younger, and there was a little more doubt in his answer.

The leader didn't think so: "It's quiet in the town, and there were no surprises when the patrol team passed just now, maybe the strong man used the technique just to make sure that anyone wanted to fish in troubled waters at such a time." ”

"Then he must be crazy, I don't know how many psionics there are in this army from Fort Carter, but when we entered the town today, there were at least a dozen transcendents in the team guarding the city gate, and playing hide and seek with so many transcendents must have been a very exciting activity." The older caster said.

It didn't sound like much, but Marin saw in the air that the leader had ordered his caravan members to pick up their guns.

A small group of people began to enter the small building, and another part of the people went up to the platform on the inside of the wall, which is something that many caravan buildings have, and used to stand on it and teach those ignorant robbers with bows and arrows, but now, Marin does not know if they really make sure that anyone is coming.

Is it an instinct on the battlefield? Or a sixth sense when facing a hunt?

Marin did not know, but he nevertheless ordered the troops to suspend their operations.

In this way, fifteen minutes later, the members of the caravan on the platform used for shooting on the inside of the wall left the platform on the orders of the leader who had come out again.

"Maybe I'm suspicious, but ...... Nathan, Wald, Kab, Tel, the four of you go to the rooftop and watch a little, and someone will come to pick up your shift in four hours. ”

Four men came out of the procession, and they entered the small building, and after a while, Marin saw all four of them appear on the rooftop at the same time, and one of them began to stand guard.

Marin gave the question to Tonkin, who had always encouraged his men to be able to take their own initiative, and Tonkin didn't disappoint, and soon the copywriters came.

Four snipers, one for one target, shoot at the same time.

As for the sound of corpses falling on the ceiling, they came up with a better way - a fixed elevation of the silent realm was solved, which included the entire roof and a small part of the room.

From the outside, the indoor height between their third floor and the ceiling should be about three meters five, even if the field encloses the interior by about one meter, it will not include people.

Of course, this requires the troops to get closer first, and they also say that if they fail to outwit them, they will start attacking.

Although there were some doubts that the assault would cause a lot of casualties, Ci was not in charge of the army, so this was not something that Marin needed to care about.

Anyway, it's a very good idea, so Marin leaves it to them to deal with it.

The shooters were arranged on the side of the bell tower, high and low, the straight-line distance was less than five hundred, the snow was not heavy, and there was no wind.

Marlin watched them enter the firing position, and the mages also took a picture of the silent realm, and the shooting of the shooters in pairs was also perfect, and the four targets were shot in the chest and head at the same time, but when they fell, the flap from the roof to the downstairs was also opened, and at the height of Marin, the few people standing on the steps could be seen looking at the targets in the small building.

Then the topmost halfling scratched his head in confusion.

Wow, the so-called love plan can't keep up with the changes, which is probably the truth now.

With Marin's sigh, a mournful alarm sounded in the small building.

Then, with a cannon shot, Marin watched as the entire third floor was blown up along with the ceiling.

Damn, this is the trick that the four political commissars came up with? I'm on my ...... Wait a minute, it looks like someone jumped out of the window?

Ah, it's really decisive, the first to lead the class.

………………

Time goes back fifteen minutes ago.

The leader who returned to the third floor put down the pen in his hand, and for some reason, he always felt a little relieved in his heart.

The town was so quiet, though he knew it was curfew, but ...... Why is there no sound of adults hitting children? Knowing that children are active by nature, and curfews prevent them from going out, in this case, these children will inevitably ask their mothers and their annoyed fathers...... There will always be one or two of them, in a state of rage.

So, why doesn't anyone hit the child?

In such a quiet night, is every child a so-called angel? Could it be that every father is a so-called saint?

It can't be, there must be something wrong with it.

But there was clearly nothing wrong with the rooftop, and if there was, the most reliable and oldest members of the church would have raised the alarm.

If they don't have an alarm, then you can be sure that there will be no problems around...... So the question arises as to why this town is so quiet.

He stood up and went to the window, where he could see the bell tower in the distance—it was supposed to be the clock tower built by the Doray Vince family in the past, it was a symbol of wealth, and there was not necessarily a more beautiful bell tower in a city bigger than this in the South.

It's a pity that the top of the bell tower has disappeared, it is said that it was shattered in the previous battle, and the middle-aged man always thought that this would be done by a high-ranking mage, until he saw that kind of four-legged machine, and heard from the people in the town that it was this kind of thing that shattered the top of the bell tower and killed all the people on it.

The army at Fort Carter even has this kind of equipment that is not much different from the old machines?

It's terrifying.

The middle-aged man looked at the street, and there was nothing on the street, only the lights in the house.

"We have to speed up, it's too dangerous here, we'll have to leave when we're done tonight, it's going to be suspicious to stay in town for a long time." He glanced at the deputy standing beside him, and the latter nodded: "Yes, I think so too, I have observed those patrols, they are all us northerners, before Marin in Fort Carter bought a lot of serfs from the north, and also recruited a lot of bankrupt civilians, so this time his troops going north are all northerners, and there is no situation of adaptation to the soil and water at all, and the most important point is that these northern soldiers will only choose to be loyal to Marin, because he gave them a way to live." ”

"I have a feeling that the royal family of the North is killing itself, but as our doctrine says, humans are always killing themselves, so don't worry too much, my old friend." Speaking of which, the middle-aged man noticed a dog appearing on the street.

His lieutenant also noticed the canine, and the two middle-aged men noticed that it was walking around the street, with its tail between its legs, and its hesitant appearance, as if it was afraid of something.

"Spirits in the dark?" The leader was a little strange - it was nothing new for spirits to enter the city from somewhere they didn't know what the hell, and when he was young, he had encountered the evil of spirits entering the town and eating a family of five.

"No, there are so many people in the patrol team of Fort Carter, I don't think any spirit can fight them, not even the aliens, so many transcendent professions can't lose to one or two aliens, and if there are a lot of them, the detection just now will definitely be able to find something." His deputy expressed a completely different point of view.

Then they saw a little snow leopard appear in the light area, it bit a chicken that I don't know whose house, and after noticing the old dog, the little snow leopard who put down the chicken and roared in a low voice at the old dog.

The latter turned around and ran away without a sound, while the little snow leopard bit the chicken and, after glancing at them, slipped into the darkness again.

"Elf, looks like you're separated from your mother?" The deputy laughed: "That's interesting. ”

"It's the first time I've seen such a cowardly old dog when I'm so old, it's probably a wild dog, if it's a domestic one, I will definitely not stand idly by."

"Definitely, the wild dog has its own survival strategy, and it won't fight a chicken and a little elf for it."

When the chat came here, the middle-aged man frowned: "Damn, don't the few slackers upstairs just move for a while?" Karma, Jack, you go up and see what they're all about. ”

"Okay, big brother." The halfling sitting in the chair jumped down, whistled and led two of his men to the stairs.

"We might be able to set a trap so that a big cub won't be full if it only eats a chicken."

The deputy's statement made his leader a little moved, so he turned his head to look at the halfling who was already on the verge of reaching the top: "Karma." ”

The halfling continued unmoved.

"Karma!" The leader shouted again.

The halfling still didn't move, but the kind behind him tugged at his collar.

So the halfling who had just pushed open the rooftop flap turned his head, scratched his head, and said something.

But his leader did not hear anything, and the deputy thought of something, and he opened his mouth and screamed.

"Silent Realm! There are enemies! ”

With these words, the instinct in the leader's heart issued a warning, and he had no time to do anything, and he pulled his deputy with one hand and smashed the window headlong.

In the next second, he saw that the wall inside the window shattered, and there were flames sweeping through the entire third floor, knocking all kinds of fragments into the air, and at the same time, he had to turn on his hardening supernatural ability, which saved him from being shattered by all kinds of fragments.

But his deputy's old friend was not so lucky, and the young man, whose face and neck had been stuck in several pieces of broken glass and broken window frames, lost his balance and ended up slapping on the snow downstairs.

The leader was the same, but he could still struggle to sit up on his own, but his lieutenant could only lie in a pool of blood, staring blankly at his leader.

Damn the Fort Carter guys! How did they find out about the anomaly?!

As he struggled to his feet, he also heard gunshots, which were fired by his subordinates who had just run onto the platform?

He looked up just in time to see the unlucky guy rolling off the platform, the bullet hole in his head proving the opponent's marksmanship from one side.

Leaning against the wall, before he could wake up from the impact, the leader was hit on the head by a small piece of wall that fell from the second floor, and the middle-aged man who could no longer carry it knelt on the snow, and then he fell to the ground with blood on his face, and passed out completely.