glory [rebirth]

The infrared screen synchronized to the monitoring screen clearly showed two masked men talking together.

The team members looked at Damian one after another. Damian made a silent gesture, snuffed out the smoke with his bare hands, threw it into the sand, and wiped away the traces.

The two men on the screen, armed with carbines, look around absent-mindedly for a while before urinating in a random corner.

"Sir..." Nightingale whispered, and then wiped her neck.

"No rush." ​​Damian replied, "Three teams, I, Nightingale, and A Liang are in charge of the camera."

He pointed to the increasingly clear thermal imaging on the screen, on which there were four obvious hot spots.

"I'm the two in the middle, Nightingale is on the left and Aliang is on the right." Damian arranged, "If there are people inside, there must be a circuit. It would be best if the scorpion can find the power supply line. Let's go there first and wait for another half an hour. .If there is no news, first destroy the camera, and at the same time you go in... Check the equipment again to see if there is a problem."

"No problem." Mouse and several assaulters said.

"Okay, I'm Group A, Nightingale Group B, and Aliang Group C." Damian said, "Keep the radio on and let's go."

"Yes, sir."

They were about 800 meters away from the ruins. At this time, the sky was completely dark. Damian took out a heat-resistant camouflage stick and smeared it on his face for a while and gave it to the team members around him: "Spray more, we wear heat-radiating camouflage Surveillance clothes, just showing your face outside, these idiots saw it on the surveillance, and those who didn’t know it thought they saw a group of ghosts.”

The team members couldn't help laughing as they imagined a group of red, green and green circular patterns swinging around on the display screen.

"Captain, you're airtight after applying it, what should you do if you have acne?" Nightingale said disgustedly while applying it on her face.

"It's just that you talk a lot of fucking nonsense, and you're so afraid of getting acne, are you going to marry someone or something?" Damian turned around and patted his helmet, "What are you talking about, don't you just share a pack of cigarettes with you?" .”

Nightingale smiled "hehe" and passed on the camouflage stick.

King Yar City, apartment.

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Qingtong walked to the living room with a mop and began to clean, and saw Schwartz standing by the window sill with a gloomy face.

"No, it's nothing..." Schwartz was still in a daze, and was taken aback when his name was called suddenly, "Just, it's just that Dami hasn't, hasn't replied to my message."

"..." Mu Qingtong was silent for a while, stopped what he was doing, and comforted him, "Maybe he went on a mission, he didn't bring a communicator with him."

Schwartz nodded: "There is no record of missions sent out by the military department here, here in the intelligence department, and I, I have also checked at the military department, but there is still no..."

"This..." Mu Qingtong didn't understand the rules on their side, so he couldn't speak at all.

"So it should be, the boss arranged it for him directly. I, I sent him a message, and the boss said that Dami was busy... Actually, it's nothing serious, just, just a little worried... Bi, after all... ..."

"I understand." Mu Qingtong said.

Schwartz lowered his head and said, "If, if I hadn't had to stay in the capital, I, I actually wanted, wanted to apply to go to the front."

"You are more useful here." Mu Qingtong walked over and patted Schwartz on the shoulder.

"Hmm..." Schwartz didn't refute. The capital is the center of all systems and the place with the densest network. He smiled and said, "I, I just think about it, if I can divide it into two, I'll be... gone."

"I made a pot of lemonade, do you drink it iced or warm?" Mu Qingtong changed the subject.

"Ah?" Schwartz was taken aback for a moment before noticing that there was a mop in the living room, and said, "I, I'll do it myself, you go and rest, don't, don't keep moving, I'll mop, mop the floor."

Mu Qingtong did not refuse, and let Schwartz do whatever he wanted.

"Oh, yes, yes, I found you, you should eat more tomatoes or something, the baby will grow very, very white, and also, will be very smart..." Schwartz suggested.

"Ok."

Central Region, Command.

【Irmo: The monkey has already started to move. 】

Then the indicator light on Jiang Yao's bracelet flashed.

Jiang Yao looked at the latest intelligence summary sent by Yi Ermo for a while, and put away the bracelet.

"I don't agree with this plan." Jiang Yao put away the proposal on the table, "I still prefer a war of attrition, to minimize our casualties and win at the least cost."

"However, Your Highness, there are not many residents left in the central region, and they can completely use nuclear bombs." The major general standing opposite Jiang Yao retorted, "This is the key to victory. If you want to win within two months, Can fire a neutron bomb."

"Neutron bomb again?" Jiang Yao asked back, "Yes, the neutron bomb is indeed very lethal, but have you confirmed where their base camp is now? None of the informants sent in by the Intelligence Department survived." .In case you hit the wrong place, have you thought about the consequences?"

"General Rodney, I understand that you want to create a great deterrent to the enemy, but you have not considered the counterproductive consequences. After so many years, we have not had a very clear location. The place that is suspected to be their headquarters will eventually be destroyed. It is confirmed that it is just a cover. The Internet in the central region is very developed. As long as they send out a video, or a recording, the public will question the military department, or even the empire. This is what I don’t want to see. The nuclear bomb cannot be fired, at least not Now."

"Your Highness..."

"Compared to you, I care more about the prestige of the empire." Jiang Yao explained, "The enthronement will be next year, and I can't make a wrong step."

Then Jiang Yao added, "Also, I'm not wrong about your plan. Blitzkrieg is indeed useful. But it's not now, the time is not ripe enough. The first thing we need to do is to rectify the intelligence network in the central region. From the start of the war to the So far, almost all the informants have kept silent." Jiang Yao gave him a piece of data, "This is from June 378, the intelligence department received a summary record of the number of informants, you have been on the front line After such a long time, take a closer look, is there anything wrong?"

Major General Rodney of the Thorn Legion read those pages several times, and Jiang Yao took a sip of his milk coffee, waiting for his answer.

No one spoke, the room suddenly fell silent, and the sound of turning pages became extremely loud.

After a long while, the major general replied: "Your Highness, in June 381, July 6, and February 384, the information from the informant was obviously less, and these three times... the Black Swan Legion has a chance to win all. Huh? Marshal German, he..."

"He's stalling for time." Jiang Yao said calmly.

"..." Rodney was silent for a few seconds, looked at the document in his hand, then at the expressionless crown prince, and said in a low voice, "God Iluvita..."

Frontline, ruins.

Damian held his breath and whispered into the headset: "Group A is in place."

"Group B is in place."

"Group C is in place."

Damian raised his gun and aimed at one of the cameras: "Nightingale, Ah Liang."

"Nightingale is in place."

"Ah Liang is in place."

"3, 2, 1..." Damian held his breath, pressed his face to the gun tightly, stared at the target intently, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, "...fire."

Three gunshots fired almost simultaneously broke the silence of the night, and then the fourth shot sounded almost without interval. The assaulters were already in position at the entrance, and they rushed over while the camera was smashed. Within a few seconds, the After installing the explosive bombs, they all dispersed tacitly.

The hidden steel plate was blown to pieces in an instant, the tumbling dust was lifted into the air, and the visibility instantly became less than one meter. The shock wave from the explosion made the ground tremble violently for a while, and then fell silent.

"Group B." Damian called into the headset before the dust cleared.

The No. [-] assaulter in Group B took out a tear gas bomb and threw it into the blasted place, and replied, "It's over."

"All in, start the timer now, switch the radio frequency in 5 minutes..." Damian said, "Rat."

"Got it," replied the mouse, "give me the circuit."

"Okay." Damian said, "Nightingale and Ah Liang stay outside, I'll go in in two minutes."

"receive."

"receive."

Damian threw all the ladybugs in the backpack into the air. After falling for more than one meter, all the ladybugs stretched out their thin metal wings and flew upwards.

"Nightingale, Ah Liang."

"The picture is clear." It was Nightingale's voice.

"Where's Ah Liang?" Damian asked.

"Clear."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Damian said.

"Captain, don't worry!" Nightingale said confidently.

Damian knew about their working style. In order to prevent the satellites from discovering the clues, the strongholds of the central forces were usually built underground, and the larger command venues almost never appeared on the ground.

He put on the protective goggles, replaced the sniper rifle with a short spike, and plunged into the place where the team members had just entered.

And when he just walked to the entrance, he heard a fierce gun battle.

Damian hurried forward to meet the team members, found the corner and gestured to ask how many people there were, but the team members told him that he couldn't see clearly.

"Rat?" Damian asked out of concern because he was acting alone.

"Yes!" The mouse replied hastily.

Damian breathed a sigh of relief after making sure he was safe.

The visibility in the basement was extremely low, and the power of the tear gas bombs had not completely dissipated. Except for Damian, the other team members wore gas masks. After a while, Damian was so smoked that his nose and tears flowed down his face.

"Fuck..." Damian quickly wiped his nose, looked down at the dirty gloves, cursed, then wiped his snot on his clothes, and spit.

"1, 2, 3." Then Damian made three gestures to the team members. After making sure that they all saw it, he suddenly raised his gun and stood up to shoot in front.

All the assaulters stood up after him, rushing forward as if they were not afraid of the power of the bullets, trying to occupy the corner further ahead.