Chapter 1112: Patron Saint
This is a serious problem. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
For most people, this is not a problem at all, whether it is a happy relationship or unrequited love, maybe things will go to the bad side, but there is also a chance that there will be a happy ending.
But for Mirtens, of the Special Investigations Section of the Intelligence Agency, the latter is too likely, so small that it is almost zero.
Mirthans was on the alert at the same time, for he would not make such a lowly mistake.
The other party is obviously just an old-fashioned girl from a small town, even if she has been in a big city for a few years and learned the rhythm of life with the atmosphere of New York, she still can't get rid of the smell of hillbilly.
She wasn't pretty, she was only middle-to-upper, and Miltance had seen photos of her in high school, and she was just a braces and even a little obese Betty.
Milthans didn't understand.
As a good intelligence officer, he began to reflect on himself, and immediately realized that the target was different from other targets in the past.
Magic.
There is a potion in Harry Potter that has a high appearance rate, the love potion.
Although this thing is not reliable, it is not so much a love potion as it is a foolish potion who only knows how to shout 666 after him, but it is undeniable that magic can do this.
I don't look like I've been caught in the magic of love potions.
That thing would lower his IQ, and Miltans hadn't noticed it down yet, because the people around him hadn't looked at him with unusual eyes.
Although he would also like to go back to the intelligence bureau to check it out, during the mission, he can hide himself as much as possible, so as not to expose too many things.
And Miltans felt very careful every time he drank or ate something his target handed him.
What's more, the target handed him only a handful of drinks, only three in total, two cups of coffee and a glass of juice, and he made excuses not to drink them at the time.
The target doesn't have a chance to give himself a love potion.
Like a lovelorn old man, Miltans sat on the couch all afternoon, smoking cigarette after cigarette, scattered cigarette butts spilling out of the ashtray.
The sudden appearance of feelings and his own tasks, the two intertwined in his brain, almost drove him crazy and turned into a schizophrenia.
One voice told him to give up the mission and find a way to leave the United States after impressing Josie, and another told him that it was still just a mission and no feelings, just like the previous thirteen missions.
Love makes people blind and impulsive.
People who have been enchanted will obviously not be aware that they have been enchanted, and may be in this state.
Thoughts like these lingered in Miltans' head, and he paced the floor, creaking the wooden floor of the makeshift safe house.
Then a night passed.
Mirthans didn't realize that after a night's time, the tangled feelings began to fade.
Then the choice is already self-evident.
In the end, he made a rational final decision between the two, continuing his original task and taking the initiative to dilute feelings that should not exist.
As an ace of the Special Investigation Division, Mirtan naturally received relevant training to avoid the situation where he was clearly going to capture the enemy, but was turned against by the enemy's beauty.
He has a lot of choices about how to deal with this relationship.
Then under the pretext of being busy with work, Miltance and Josie were cut off for a while, time was the best medicine, and with the help of a lot of self-hypnosis, Mirtanes began to ignore the relationship, and even hated Josie a little.
That's the end of it, after all, he has to continue to contact the target, and if he does get bored, it is likely to backfire.
The episode passed quickly, and in Miltans's view, it was only a minor difficulty in the progress of the mission.
In the following days, he still proceeded in an orderly manner according to the original plan, obtaining intelligence, lowering the vigilance of the target, narrowing the relationship between himself and the target, and then directly cooperating with the FBI's action to capture the target at the right time.
The operation went well.
And this smoothness continued until the eve of Project Salem, which was the final act of capturing the target, the most critical operation, and this day, it was also the last date he and the target spent alone.
But it was also on this day that the accident was born again.
Until Josie suddenly offered to leave the United States, the plan went smoothly, as he expected, and then the damn green ghost appeared and smashed his plan straight and unreasonable.
This was completely beyond Miltans' expectations.
It's like the anxiety and helplessness that he felt in his heart when he revealed that he knew Josie could do magic in order to save people, and asked Josie to deal with the ghost, and then when Josie was crushed under the rubble, he felt anxious and helpless again.
He still loves her.
Never changed.
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The screams of survivors and onlookers, intertwined with the tongues of bullets, are the leitmotif at the center of the battlefield.
More and more special operations teams gathered, and they showed a tendency to close up, gradually surrounding Josie to form a perfect circle.
All the members of the special operations team were all multi-purpose camouflage suits, assault rifles, two pistols, two daggers, grenades, smoke grenades, and a whole host of other things.
These things hung scattered on their bodies, at least a dozen pounds in weight, but the members of these special forces didn't feel it at all, their steps were very small, but they were very calm, and their bodies leaned forward to take over the shots, causing further pressure on Josie.
Only one of them was not dressed in regular attire, and he was dressed about the same as the others, except for a few useless little things.
This is the leader of the special operations team, the legendary Master Chief Chadley, and the right-hand man of General Soroso.
At this time, his face was gloomy, and he rushed to the front line of the entire encirclement, and kept hitting the bullet of the rifle in his hand in the direction where Josie was.
"Phew!" He scolded in a low voice in the dedicated communication channel, "A woman who also injured our three brothers, the boss said that she wanted to live, but he didn't say that she wanted to be whole." ”
Chadley clearly has a high level of execution in the special operations team, and as soon as his words fell, the bullet storm that constituted the suppression was once again intensive.
Josie looked dwarfed by the middle, and was almost hit in the shoulder by a stray bullet.
At this time, the helicopters in the distance also hovered overhead, their machine guns and searchlights pointed downward, as if the most professional gaffers on the stage illuminated the surroundings of the ruins.
The bullets couldn't stop spewing tongues of fire, the struggling magical glow of Josie when she resisted the bullets with magic, the screams and panic of the crowd, and the huge, and ever-spreading forbidden charms and cartoon ghosts above made for a strange scene in the night.
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At the very beginning of the battle, the FIBs began to evict the crowd.
Unlike the last Broadway incident, the FBI was also caught off guard, and was unprepared to receive the news in advance, and this time they came prepared.
At the same time that the special operations team was dispatched, the FBI, which was not involved in the arrest operation, began to clear the scene, and the rescuers were also temporarily formed by them to comfort those who had been injured in the previous restaurant battle.
The FBI quickly pulled a cordon, expelled the crowd, and isolated the area, and if someone didn't cooperate, they wouldn't mind violently evicting them.
Anyway, this scene will not be leaked, because they immediately began to confiscate mobile phones and other devices with photographic capabilities.
The prepared FBI prepared enough funds in advance, and all the mobile phones confiscated on the spot were directly blocked by witnesses with equivalent banknotes, of course, as for the information inside, then I am sorry and destroyed on the spot.
Of course, after all, the present world is a developed Internet era, and many videos have been transmitted to the Internet, but that is not what General Soroso cares about, what he cares about is that the next scene is not exposed.
"Hey! You have no right to do that! ”
This time, there were no reporters who rushed to hear the news, but there were also people who were not afraid of big things, and they desperately vented their dissatisfaction with the group of black suits in front of them, telling about democratic rights.
But unfortunately it didn't work.
They were still being pushed out step by step by the riot shield and human wall combination in black suits, and the sound gradually moved away from Josie, leaving only the sound of bullets roaring in the field.
In fact, Josie is not in a good situation right now, even very bad.
Not every wizard has touched another level of magic like Yi Huan, and has reached a qualitative change to some extent.
For most wizards, human weapons are still a strong threat, and although they can resist them, they are limited in what they can resist.
This phenomenon is very interesting.
If you put it in the game, it is a typical manifestation of high magic attack and low defense, wizards can kill ordinary people without the help of guns, and there are many ways to kill ordinary people, but in the face of ordinary people's guns, it is still easy to die.
This is very wrong.
Lucy said this to Yi Huan not long ago, and it was completely pointless.
Even if a wizard can get rid of a firearm, there is no essential difference, is there any difference between an ordinary person holding a sniper rifle and a wizard casting a death curse, no.
Even if a wizard can draw tricks to kill people, the ultimate goal is only death.
Wizards lack effective means of defense.
Even for magic, the Curse of Destiny was not able to resist its counter-spell well, and if it weren't for Yi Huan's soulless and saved by the magic shield on the tame Death Wand, he would have died a long time ago.
Therefore, the means of attack are not lacking for wizards, what they lack is a variety of defensive means that can deal with different situations.
Josie is now facing such a dilemma.
The Iron Charm is no effective defense against bullets, but of course, it can withstand bullets as a physical attack, as this magic is ignored when it was originally created to block arrows.
Arrows are also physical attacks.
Bullets are nothing more than modern arrows that are faster, more powerful, and more varied.
But the Iron Armor Curse means that it puts an invisible layer of invisible iron armor on one's body, which is made of magical power, and it is difficult to rely on a layer of iron to resist bullets, even a thick layer.
If it weren't for Josie's deep magic, she would have been unable to stop it.
The killing distance of the pistol is very short, and it is difficult to hit the target from a distance of more than ten meters, but this distance happens to be the perfect distance for the rifle to fire, and the special combat team surrounding her is all rifles, and everyone's marksmanship is very accurate, and there is almost no deviation.
As they got closer, the bullets erupted with more and more power, and Josie could feel that she was beginning to lose her way.
In fact, even if she could block it, she wouldn't last long because she didn't have that much magic.
At first, she could still find time to fight back, but now she has become a passive response, in addition to the fact that the encirclement has been formed, more importantly, she needs to save mana.
Between being killed when her magic ran out, or killing several enemies with her magic, Josie didn't hesitate to choose the former.
But the good news is that the other side also seem to be a little constrained, and it can be seen from the strange electronic stance they threw out to interfere with their illusion shifting magic, that they came prepared, and they wanted to capture themselves alive.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be quicker to get a few howitzers.
This gave Josie a chance to catch her breath.
They use their firepower to suppress themselves in order to avoid their own counterattacks, and the Death Curse is equally unsolvable to them, not to mention the many more bizarre spells.
And the special operations team has successfully done just that.
However, Josie could still feel that the blockade line was getting stronger as they got closer, but they were also deliberately reducing and controlling the lethality of the suppression line.
Control a horizontal line that you can resist, but you can't fight back, so as not to accidentally kill yourself.
"Ahh A bunch of idiots. ”
Josie's wand waved in front of him, like a conductor standing on the ruins, and the wand bloomed in the air with one pale pink magical glow, the light was like smoke, and it dissipated in an instant, corresponding to a large number of bullets falling weakly to the ground in a certain direction.
A layer of bullets had accumulated on the ground with the front section flattened.
At the same time, Josie also saw new fighters in the rear of the special operations team in the middle of the counterattack, and the guns in their hands were obviously different, a kind of firearm replaced with tranquilizer rounds, and they wanted to catch themselves.
But apparently the fools didn't realize the terrifying magic contained in the huge mark above, and even at the center of the encirclement, Josie could still feel a heartbeat from the magic.
They don't know anything about magic.
Obviously, the situation at this time was terrible for Josie, even a dead end, but Josie did not seem to despair, but still maintained her composure, as if she was going to fight back.
It's not that she doesn't do what she can, or that she wants to fight to the death.
Josie's patronus is a fox, and it is not an ordinary fox, in the wizarding world, there is a very magical creature called the Lost Fox, their existence is rarely known, and even most wizards suspect that they do not exist at all, just a kind of legend in the wizarding world that is spread by falsehood.
Because they can confuse people's eyes, their ears, everything about them, their five senses, their thoughts, the clues that trace it, and even the subconscious.
What is observed is not necessarily true, what is heard is not necessarily exact, and even the whole world cannot confirm its authenticity.
This is the image of Josie's Patronus.
Faced with the encirclement of the special operations team, Josie still has one last card, her trump card, Miltans.