Summer in the Mediterranean is also very hot, especially when flying over the sea in the middle of the night.

A huge airship flies over the Mediterranean Sea.

Nian Gengyao looked at the crescent moon in the sky and thought, "The moon tonight is very good."

Not bright or dark, just right for today's action.

He glanced at the photo in his hand again, and then said to the team members: "I have the map in my mind. After getting off the airship, everything started as planned.

This is a task assigned by the commander himself. If it fails, you know what the consequences will be.

Check your glory bombs, you should know what to do if captured.

Okay, check the equipment and prepare for landing."

Nian Gengyao hung up all his equipment and walked in the large pod.

His eyes swept over his sixty subordinates one by one.

This is the first time since the establishment of the Dragon Soul Special Forces that an order issued by the commander himself has been completed.

Although this order is somewhat difficult, how could the task assigned by the commander be so easy?

The pilot saw three bonfires lit on the ground and immediately said to Nian Gengyao: "Captain Nian, the landing point is below.

It's ten o'clock in the evening, and we will pick you up on time at three thirty in the morning.

You have five and a half hours to complete the mission, I wish you success!"

The pilot walked to Nian Gengyao and said.

"Thank you, five and a half hours is enough." Nian Gengyao said and saluted the pilot.

He turned around and ordered to his men: "The airship has landed, prepare to fight!"

The airship landed right in the middle of the three bonfires, and the orange flames illuminated the dark gondola of the airship.

The twenty-five millimeter cannon on the airship vigilantly monitors the surrounding area.

The moment the airship cabin door opened, Yue Zhongqi was the first to rush out.

Ten members of the Dragon Soul Special Forces Brigade followed Yue Zhongqi and rushed out of the airship.

There were two people each in the east, west, and south, standing back to back on guard.

In the middle was Yue Zhongqi, who took his own soldiers to observe and made a safety gesture to Nian Gengyao.

Nian Gengyao waved his hand, and the special operations team members rushed out of the airship pod like leopards.

Nian Gengyao was the last one to leave the airship pod. As soon as his feet left the pod, the airship soared into the sky, like a giant bat, and disappeared directly into the dark starry sky.

The special forces members quickly extinguished the bonfire and then went into the dark woods.

Their movements are fast and agile, like a group of elves in the dark.

Every twenty minutes, the team would stop for a short rest. Nian Gengyao took out the map and determined the direction by comparing it with the compass.

You don't have much time to take action this time, so don't dare to take the wrong path.

Fortunately, the map obtained through the Naval Intelligence Department is fairly accurate.

Comparing the map and ground reference objects, Nian Gengyao and the others came to a woodland easily.

On the road in the forest, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.

Nian Gengyao clenched his hands into fists, and all the special forces members crawled on the ground. The black muzzles of the guns in their hands were pointed in the direction of the sound.

Soon, Nian Gengyao and the others heard the sound of carriage wheels again.

Then under the dim moonlight, Nian Gengyao saw a missionary driving a carriage.

This guy had a cross on his chest and poured a sip of wine into his mouth as he walked.

His plump face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he looked like he had drank a lot.

The carriage behind him was pulling six huge oak barrels.

Nian Gengyao gestured to Yue Zhongqi, who nodded and quickly disappeared into the woods.

Priest Francisco was a little drunk, and complained as he walked: "You know how to bully me, don't you just eat too much?

Ask me to deliver wine to the Papal Palace in the middle of the night. Maybe the door of the Papal Palace will be closed at this time.

I can't believe it, I have to rest in the carriage all night.

These damn bastards!”

While muttering, he took a sip of rum from the jar.

On the left side of the road, a strange noise suddenly sounded, some like an owl, some not quite like it.

Francisco turned his head to see what was there.

As a result, a guy on the right side of the road pounced down like a golden-winged roc.

Francisco's fat body was immediately thrown to the ground.

His body rolled over, and just when he was about to curse, a knife appeared in front of him.

The tip of the knife pressed against his eyeball, and Francisco was so frightened that he swallowed back the words he was about to curse.

"Don't speak, I'll kill you if you speak."

Francisco shook his head and nodded.

The special operations team members picked up the fat man and dragged him into the woods.

The carriage containing wine has been controlled by other special forces members.

"Who are you?" The other person spoke Italian. Although it was not too pure, there was no problem in understanding him.

"I am Francisco, a missionary at the Cathedral of St. John Lateran.

I have no money, really, no money!

Even if I have money, I’ll buy wine!” The fat on Francisco’s face was trembling.

"...!" Yue Zhongqi almost fainted from anger, thinking that she was a thief who blocked the road and robbed her.

Have you ever seen a thief holding an Aka rifle?

"Where is the Papal Palace?" There are so many large buildings in the Vatican that it was hard to find which one was the Papal Palace.

"You mean St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican?"

"Yes!" Yue Zhongqi nodded.

"Along the Avenue de la Concorde, walk to St. Peter's Square. To the north of the square is St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican.

It just so happens that I’m going there too.”

Sweat was flowing like a stream on Francisco's fat face.

"What are you going to do?"

"Send...send wine."

Yue Zhongqi rolled his eyes, and his plan came to his mind.

"Look at him!" Yue Zhongqi turned back to the woods and discussed with Nian Gengyao.

The bayonet was attached to the gun, and a single thrust pierced the wine barrel.

The bright red wine quickly splashed out under the pressure.

Smelling the refreshing aroma of wine, Francisco swallowed helplessly.

This is the blood of Jesus! It was so wasted. These Easterners just don’t know how to cherish good things.

"Keep driving the carriage, if you dare to shout, you will be dead." Yue Zhongqi warned Francisco.

With a wave of his hand, six special forces members entered the barrel.

Yue Zhongqi took off Francisco's extremely dirty cloak, covered his head, and sat next to Francisco.

At the entrance of St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican, two Swiss Guards holding halberds are standing guard.

Suddenly I saw a carriage approaching in the distance!

"Stop! Who is that?" the Swiss guard shouted as the carriage approached.

Following the question, a patrol team on the side of the cathedral also came over.

It's said to be a patrol team, but it's actually only five people.

There is no way, the entire Swiss Guard only has more than a hundred people.

During the day, we have to protect important members of the Holy See, including the Pope, so we naturally cannot spare too many manpower for night duty.

"I am Priest Francisco, and I have been ordered to deliver wine. This is the document." Francisco took out the document from his arms.

A squad leader of the Swiss Guard took a look and saw that it was indeed an order from the Holy See.

"Check it!" the squad leader ordered his men.
To be continued...