In the night, the airship hovered over the rough sea.

The island of Malee is just two kilometres away – in the middle of the night, like a giant beast lying in the middle of the sea.

Gu Lianxuan and his elite squad are dressing.

They wear a one-piece full-body nocturnal suit, gray in color, with some large and small bumps on the surface, and have the ability to be completely invisible in the night.

It's a transcendent artifact.

Kick on your boots, then put on a close-fitting backpack, tie your belt, and hang a black leather short knife and a huge revolver on the weapon buckle - this kind of revolver, the barrel of which is three turns and half a length longer than the ordinary left**, and the black swarthy looks very heavy.

"It's a pity you can't carry heavy weapons..."

Gu Lian muttered.

As an elite squad in the army, although there are only a few pieces of equipment at the moment, they are not simple. It's the product of extraordinary technology.

Yi Zhongling, who was beside Zhao Jingyang, explained in detail to him the various functions of the equipment carried by the elite team.

For example, the night clothes, although they are not very good-looking, look like water ghosts working under the sea when they are worn on the body; But the army, good looks come second, and easy to use comes first.

This night suit not only has the function of stealth, but also its own defensive power should not be underestimated.

Elite-level attack strength is completely exempt, and master-level attack strength can be removed by half.

And it can resist some spiritual attacks.

Their close-fitting backpacks are similar to Qiankun bags, but the internal space is not large, about half a meter in length, width and height; Ammo for the Jumbo Revolver, Demon Breaker Grenade, and Emergency Healing Items.

The short knife is used in close hand-to-hand combat, one is sharp, even a kind of master-level transcendent who is known for his strong body can't withstand the strength of this short knife.

The second is to break the demons. Possess a supernatural power that is specifically aimed at cultists.

The Giant Revolver has the highest attack intensity, and can even injure the Legendary Transcendent; One shot is similar to a cannon, with a range of lethality.

So although they didn't carry large, heavy and extraordinary weapons, their equipment was good enough.

Yi Zhongling took a flying backpack from one of the support staff members - this backpack has the ability to fly, it can be carried on the back, it can levitate people, and the speed can exceed the speed of sound.

He said, "The airship can't continue to move closer to the island of Mary. It is easy to be noticed within two kilometers of Marley Island."

Zhao Jingyang nodded slightly.

Look at the elite squad and support staff who are ready for anything, and say, "Let's go."

The corners of Gu Lianxuan's mouth curled, tightened the jetpack on her back, pulled down the mask, and was the first to jump out, followed by the other members of the elite team.

followed by Yi Zhongling and Zhao Jingyang.

Yi Zhongling was carrying a backpack, and Zhao Jingyang was volleying in the air.

The two stand side by side.

Behind him, there is a support team of 300 people.

The jetpack is almost silent and flies fast and silently. Yi Zhongling controlled the direction of the flight while glancing at Zhao Jingyang, seeing that he was holding his hands behind his back to control the wind and volley, but there was a faint trace of envy in his eyes.

Two kilometers is a short time.

After a short time, he was already down-to-earth.

Gu Lianxuan led the elite team to land first, and then quickly spread out the vigilance around; When Zhao Jingyang and Yi Zhongling arrived, they came over. ….

He said, "Now that we're on the island, what's next? How?"

Zhao Jingyang said: "The so-called shooting a man shoots a horse first, and a thief captures the king first. Straight to Ma Liyun's estate, of course."

Gu Lianxuan and Yi Zhongling glanced at each other and nodded in unison, they thought the same thing.

Yi Zhongling said: "In order to prevent accidents, our soldiers are divided into two ways."

She took out the map, pointed to a path on the map under a little light, and said, "Mr. Zhao and the elite team will take the road to the south, and I will lead the auxiliary team to take the road to the north."

"The road to the south is farther but safer," she said.

Zhao Jingyang looked

At her: "North? The road passes by the Highland Barracks. Counselor Yi, what do you mean?"

Yi Zhongling's expression was calm, and he said, "We can't be sure if the operation went smoothly. If you had been delayed for a little longer at Maliyun's manor, the Earl's Guard at the Highland Barracks would have reacted quickly. So, there's got to be a team to watch them – at least hold them back, even if it's for five minutes."

In this sentence, there is a kind of cruelty implied.

In other words, those three hundred auxiliaries can die in order to delay the noble guards.

In other words, three hundred auxiliary personnel were equipped as cannon fodder from the beginning.

Zhao Jingyang didn't speak for a while, and Gu Lianxuan didn't say anything; The members of the elite squad next to them didn't speak.

Actually, they all know.

Including the three hundred auxiliary personnel, they themselves probably know it.

The target of the mission is a fiefdom earl, as well as the cultists of the Proto-Blood Sect who collude with him; And the mission location is the earl's domain.

In my heart, I know that sacrifice is inevitable.

Zhao Jingyang looked at Yi Zhongling, suddenly smiled, and said, "Attack more with less, and divide the troops is the next strategy. Concentrate your forces and do the beheading."

After speaking, he said, "Captain Gu, you lead the elite team to open the way; Staff Officer Yi and I followed. If you encounter any situation, report it in time."

Yi Zhongling snorted for a moment, and was still about to speak; Zhao Jingyang waved his hand to stop her, but his eyes were staring at Gu Lianxuan: "Listen to me!"

At this moment, Yi Zhongling and Gu Lianxuan suddenly had no idea of rebuttal in their hearts.

...

The Earl of Marley's estate is over a hundred years old. This manor is built on a hill and covers an area of more than 5,000 acres, including courtyards, attics, and castles.

The high walls of the manor are firmly protected, like a small city.

At this time, in the highest castle in the manor, in the golden hall on the highest floor, Count Ma Liyun stared at the tall thin old man in a big red robe in front of him with a gloomy expression and unblinking eyes.

"I don't have time to delay with you any longer."

Ma Liyun is short and small, and he is a dwarf but he is a little taller than a dwarf, but he is at least half a cut shorter and two-thirds smaller than ordinary normal people.

His most striking feature, in addition to his short stature, is his big head. The mouth is shriveled, the nose is a little collapsed, but the eyes are bulging.

Wearing a gorgeous aristocratic costume, how funny it looks.

But no one dared to laugh at him.

His bulging eyes stared at the tall and thin old man in the big red robe, and he said word by word, "The Ninth Throne already knows about me. Archbishop Anming, I gave you a whole year, I will give you what you want, and now, it's time for you to make good on your promise!"

The tall and thin old man in the red robe is an archbishop of the Origin Blood Sect, called An Ming.

Ma Liyun's words and his attitude did not cut the smile on An Ming's face by half a point. On his thin face, the smile was as gentle as ever, but the occasional flash of blood in his eyes made the smile a little weird.

Slowly, Archbishop Anming smiled and said, "There is no good food in a hurry, Lord Earl, I remember that I told you a long time ago that fifteen months is not a day."

Nineteen generations