The entire castle's ground and walls were buried with carefully designed silver threads, which disturbed the formation and release of the magic spirit model through disordered energy. However, this interference could not cause trouble to the Supreme Mage. After looting the huge wine cabinet and snack cabinet in the disciple's office, the Supreme Mage ignored the repeated rolling eyes of the Emperor Latovignan and the combat robot that started by itself, and happily pushed the cart into the forced-opened portal, just like the greatest use of cultivating the most outstanding secret mage in Kama Taj's history, which was to provide the Supreme Mage with free snacks and drinks. Now this behavior is no different from cracking the small refrigerator in the Kama Taj's headquarters dormitory in the past.

Amid the sigh of the Latovian Emperor, the intelligent combat robot was manually shut down and rushed into the office. The nervous-faced Hammurabi and the sisters also returned to their posts after comforting him. Then the emperor sat behind the desk, smiled at the messy office, and continued to bow his head to deal with the work that must be carried out when the Regent was away.

The murder continues.

"Hold tight." He whispered to the unlucky guy whose neck artery was cut. At first, the high blood pressure sprayed oxygen-rich blood on the walls and doors, but the large amount of blood loss caused the poor man's heart to be even weaker, and even if his head was pressed against the door frame, he couldn't resist. "Hold tight." He repeated again, his eyes covered by two blood-red round lenses, like evil spirits in the glimmer of light, and his expression under the bulletproof mask, "If you don't want to die, hold this grenade tightly."

After saying that, he immediately grabbed the man who was bleeding profusely, and his companions next to him immediately kicked open the door so that he could push the person into the dim passage. As soon as the screams and scolding sounds in the passage sounded, the passage was illuminated by the passage, and the armed team who had been staying by the door rushed in. Before the people inside could react from the explosion of the flash bomb, the ruby-colored laser penetrated the ceramic bulletproof insert and the human body, and even the human skull was burned through in an instant. The enemy's sporadic counterattack could not be an offensive, and the physical bullets flying at high speed could not penetrate the dark combat uniforms. They quickly annihilated the team entrenched here.

"The site D has been cleaned up and the list is being counted."

"There are enemies in the corner ahead, with three numbers, and handheld automatic assault rifles."

"Received." He made a gesture to command the team to squat down and hide in a debris bunker, replying to the information that the scouts had observed through drones. The human body burned through the laser emitted a burnt smell at their feet, and even the circulating air mode of the fully enclosed combat suit could not completely remove the greasy smell. The brain is made of fat, and he suddenly thought of the knowledge he had learned, but he quickly forgot it behind his head. "Call the Harrier Hawk." He asked, "Can the sniper carry out the mission?"

"The Harrier Hawk received it, with a clear vision and can perform tasks." As three ruby ​​lasers that were close to the sky were slashed through the night sky, the sound of the human body falling to the ground was clearly heard in the abandoned residential building, and the scream was strangled in the throat before it was released. "The mission is completed, continue to block it." He made a gesture, and the team members holding light bulletproof shields and pistols in the back row, and the laser rifle passed the assaulter in the front row, walked forward a few steps under the cover of the assaulter's muzzle, and entered the corner. "Confirm that the killing is three." The team members fired a few more shots again, "Face recognition is being carried out, the identity of the enemy has been confirmed, and the information has been uploaded to the data center."

After receiving the message, he made another gesture, signaling the team to advance forward for in-depth searches until they move to the next target location. Silent, well-trained, cold and ruthless, this is the highest evaluation that a confidential regiment can get. This ghostly squad knew that he was facing an equally well-trained enemy. The Black Ops team, which smuggled through the Black Sea coast, was an elite soldier selected from the US special forces, but the CIA's Black Ops team misjudged the abilities and penetration capabilities of their opponents. As early as the moment they landed, the Latvinian intelligence department learned the details of their mission.

The CIA intends to take a former Hungarian nuclear power plant leader away from the border in order to obtain a copy of the upgraded data carried out by Latovigna after taking over Hungary, intends to discover cybersecurity vulnerabilities and launch a cyber attack. What the CIA does not know is that the former Hungarian nuclear power plant leader's family has been thrown into prison, and the rebels who provide guidance services have long surrendered in secret, intending to exchange the heads of the CIA's Black Ops team for a chance to survive.

"The last five enemies are ready to defend, and the guide is in the room," the scout reported. "The opponent has a machine gun, which is consistent with the description on the intelligence."

"Harrier Hawk?"

"Enemy is hiding behind debris covers, without a clear shooting range."

"They are very nervous, Sir Griffin." said a man behind him who was dressed completely differently from the other team members. He was not fully armed like others, but was carrying a pistol and gas mask for self-defense. He had a hexagram inlaid with spiritual wires on his forehead. Just hearing the voice of this person made his spine cold. "The result of the nerves being tense to the extreme is breakage. I can do this, and I noticed a loophole in their minds. The previous death has already made them extremely afraid because they know very well what they are facing. Just a little phantom and a little suspicion, those who originally trust each other will point their guns at their former friends."

Although Sir Griffin hated this witchcraft method very much, the trained and certified spellcaster was eventually a member of the special department of the Secret Corps. In order to complete this difficult capture mission, he was sent to his squad and temporarily accepted his command. Sir Griffin nodded and agreed to the spellcaster's approach - the wizard pressed the power switch on the black collar on his neck, recited a prayer that no one could understand, and unnatural light overflowed under his closed eyes. The air became colder, and the shimmer night vision instrument observed the shadows in the corners of the wall to blur ghosts. Every whisper of the wizard wanted to get into the worms under his scalp. Sir Griffin remembered his experience of being parasitized by skin flies and maggots. This feeling was unbearable and he could only hope that the wizard's work could end as soon as possible.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! After a few uncontrollable southern accent swearing, pistols and gunshots rang out in the utility room. Sir Griffin responded immediately. He directed the team to rush over and threw all the flashing bullets in his hand into the room where the miscellaneous items were stored. Then he led the team to rush in to capture two men lying in a pool of blood, and by the way, he killed one of them who was overwhelmed by anger and saw that everyone fired.

Soldier. "Face recognition is underway." When the team members were conducting emergency treatment for the enemy, SINS Griffin also took out a data board to the arrested Navy SEAL soldiers. "All enemies have been arrested, two people have been arrested, nine people have been killed, and the mission has been completed." He told the command center, "Let the interrogation department be prepared and contact the medical staff on the retreating plane. The enemy uses live ammunition weapons rather than laser weapons during internal strife, so we can only temporarily stop the bleeding."

"Asked on-site interrogation of Corporal Finney, who was seriously injured," the intelligence officer of the command center issued an order to NCO Griffin after seeing the information sent back from the front, including the enemy's injuries. Corporal Finney refers to the unlucky guy who was shot in the thigh by his own person during an internal strife. The intelligence department knew all his private information, so he immediately sent the standard interrogation template and the information of Corporal Finney to NCO Griffin's data board. "Use alpha-3V drug, triple the standard dose, jugular intravenous injection."

"Received." Sir Griffin performed the task without hesitation. He took out the syringe from the emergency medicine pack behind his waist, adjusted the ruler and stabbed the wounded in the neck of the injured person mentioned in the order. The unlucky guy's heart rate was slowed down suddenly because of the rushing adrenaline. However, this state was like the awakening before he was drunk. Although he could realize what he was doing, he could not control himself. "The emergency interrogation began, and remote interrogation assistance was required."
Chapter completed!