Chapter 879 Raid on Layena City

May 14th, night.

Fort Domic.

"Check your equipment! This is the last time! I heard you clearly, if you make a mistake, no one can save you!"

The barbarian warrior Erwin has an extremely loud voice. Because he is two meters tall, his voice is much thicker than that of ordinary people.

"Yes, sir!"

The voices that answered were thick and thin. Listen carefully, the barbarian soldiers had the loudest voices, the elite of the original Dragonlance Knights and the strongest human soldiers in the training camp were considered normal, while tieflings like Marsola had the loudest voices. Slightly thinner.

He is 1.75 meters tall, and he is the thinnest among this group of fully armed special forces. The equipment of the special company is completely different from that of ordinary infantry. They do not have uniform equipment, but expensive armor that is completely customized according to each person's height and weight. Captain Erwin carried a round shield on his back. His main weapon was not Sauron's battle axe, but a machete with a broad and thick blade.

He was wearing heavy rune armor. In order to operate in the dark, the originally shiny helmet and armor were painted with a layer of black paint, and even his face had patches of specially prepared oil paint.

All of them have similar paint on their exposed skin, and the armor of human soldiers is lighter, and they carry a variety of things on their backs. And Marsorah didn't wear metal armor at all, only a leather armor inlaid with crystals, and this leather armor was just a piece of armor tied to the body with a rope, which looked extremely simple.

However, although everyone has different equipment, they all wear a pair of uniform leather armguards around their forearms, and they all wear the same spar plate on their chests.

Masola carefully checked his weapons. Compared with the large weapons of the people around him, his weapons were very small, just two "fist blades" on his hands. Obviously the most suitable melee weapon for assassinations and raids. After checking, he tightened the square stone slab tied by the belt on his chest again, and touched the spar in his pocket.

"Ready! One to four rows! Let's go!"

Following Erwin's command, Masola immediately trotted towards the airport with his comrades in front. He has excellent eyesight in the dark, so the huge thing parked at the airport can see clearly.

There is already a third Falcon fighter jet on the side apron, but the three Falcons combined are not as big as the "Albatross" transport plane in front of them. Its figure is like some kind of strange giant dragon crawling on the ground. Even though he knows that it is a man-made product, Masola still has unspeakable awe for it.

"Board!"

Stepping on a wooden gangway,

Masola followed the comrades in front and entered the interior of this giant transport aircraft. Just walking up it was two floors high. After entering, what he saw were four rows of simple wooden seats. The two hundred and forty fully armed soldiers tacitly did their job in order, and when they were all counted, Erwin was the last to board, and then stretched out his hand to close the hatch.

"seat belt!"

His voice fell, and all the sounds of "click, click" sounded, and the space in the large cabin was very empty. Erwin glanced at it, made sure that the soldiers were all in place, and walked to the front of the cabin, facing the front The driver's cab reported the preparations, and within a few seconds, everyone heard the sound of propellers suddenly starting outside...

A total of eight huge propellers provide power for this transport aircraft. On the cabin is a huge magic circle that provides energy for the propellers. There are more than 200 powered spars inserted in it. As the sound of the propellers increases, these spars also emit bright white light.

The airport magic circle was then activated, and with a tremor, Masola knew that the plane was hovering above the airport. After that, it has experienced several times of acceleration, climbing... and waiting.

The decrease in air pressure caused discomfort to the eardrums, but the magic circle in the cabin seemed to have adjusted to this. Even though the plane climbed for a long time, they did not suffer from hypoxia. After ascending to high altitude, the temperature outside the cabin was about minus 20, but because of the constant temperature circle in the cabin, the soldiers did not feel cold.

Marsola rubbed the fist blade in her hand, stared blankly at the position of the cabin door, and as the plane began to descend, at a certain moment, when the magic circle at the cabin door suddenly lit up with red light, the person who had been sitting directly in front of everyone Erwin unbuckled his seat belt. He stood up and made a gesture with his hands up. Massola and the others immediately reached out and undid the buckle of the seat belt.

The noise in the cabin was so loud that we couldn't hear anyone talking, so we had to communicate only by hand gestures. Erwin made the next gesture, and all the soldiers stood up, and then everyone took out a charged spar from their pockets, and inserted it on the stone slab in front of their chests.

The two platoon leaders stepped out and stood at the two doors on the left and right of the cabin. They stretched out their hands to open the cabin door and the howling wind immediately poured into their ears. Marsola's hair was blown wildly. He squinted his eyes and looked at the Outside the barn door, the dark night sky was full of stars, and below were clouds covering the earth. Every time he saw this scene, he was dazzled and fascinated. But before he could see more clearly, the red light on the hatch turned green, and the two platoon leaders standing at the hatch began to wave to the soldiers beside them.

"Jump! Jump! Jump!"

Masola followed the human comrades in front to the hatch, and the platoon leader beside him yelled at him loudly, and his body almost instinctively carried out this order, followed his comrades stepping out, and the feeling of weightlessness immediately hit him. Come on, after the field of vision rotates violently a few times, the effect of the "floating magic circle" will appear. The uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness dissipated immediately, and the whistling wind around him let him know that the descending speed was now constant.

The height of the airborne was about 3,000 meters, and the target area below could not be seen clearly because of the overcast clouds. Since Masola was a tiefling, he directly used his tail to maintain his body balance, and quickly made his body become stable. drop pose. As he pressed the button of the leather armor on his arms, there was a "crash", and the small hang glider wrapped in it spread out. He stretched his arms to the sides, and the whole person has the ability to control glide.

The effect of the "floating circle" and the feeling of air flow made Masuola start to hover freely like a bird.

In the field of vision, there are comrades who have jumped down ahead of time, and there is a small magic circle shining on their backs to remind their teammates. As a result, Masola leaned over, and tacitly formed a formation with her companions.

Not long after descending, the group passed through the thick clouds. Masola felt her body was wet by the steam, but fortunately, this feeling disappeared quickly. When the fog in front of her eyes dissipated, the dark land and the city with many lights came into view.

This is the center of Bergen's territory, the city of Laena where the former Earl Mirno was located.

All the soldiers who landed immediately locked on the landing target. They relied on the small hang glider with their arms outstretched to maintain the direction of flight. The huge city was getting bigger and bigger in the field of vision. Masola recalled the battle plan in his mind and locked on immediately. At the square in the north of the city center, he began to correct his direction and flew towards there.

However, jumping from a height of 3,000 meters, it is not easy to accurately land on a square with a diameter of more than 100 meters in the city. Although the Intelligence Bureau personnel had already lit a ring of torches on the square as an indicator in advance, which is very recognizable from the air, but the number of times Masola actually jumped from the plane was only three times, and it was the first time he came to this city, so when he landed, he finally landed. Having trouble.

Before, everyone was doing airborne practice on a wooden frame more than 50 meters high in Parling, but it was not until a few days ago that they actually got on the plane for a 3,000-meter airborne. At that time, the target location was a marked target area on the wilderness, as long as the destination was finally reached. Masola prefers to land by "low-altitude gliding" because she has a tail as a means of balance. But at this time when he was gliding to a height of 30 meters above the ground, he was frightened by the many buildings in front of him...

After all, this city is one of the wealthiest cities in the central and eastern part of the Kingdom. After decades of accumulation, the locations near the city square are all taller buildings, including monasteries, churches, and bell towers. At this moment, Masola He really regretted that he chose this way. He tried his best to keep changing the angle of his arms so that he could fly through the gap between buildings and streets, and at the same time he estimated the distance from the square in his heart. But just after he tried his best to avoid the eaves in front of him, the third floor of the tavern that appeared suddenly blocked the front of Masola who was trying to turn...

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and put his arms in front of him, and then crashed into the room from the window on the third floor of the tavern with a "clang" sound...

This kind of impact is nothing to Masola's physical strength, after all, he only uses the air to glide, and his forward speed is less than thirty kilometers per hour. But after crashing into the house, there was a scream in front of him...

Standing up, Masola, who has night vision ability, saw a woman with a naked upper body screaming in panic on the big bed in the room, and the man next to him seemed to be looking for something to defend himself. Masuola squinted and glanced at the room, rushed up and slapped each person on the neck, knocking them out on the spot.

Masola was very anxious at this time, because it was a mistake for him to make such a big noise, but it was useless to regret it now, he quickly pulled out the magic crystal of the floating magic circle on his body, and jumped directly from the third floor!

When the tiefling landed, the sound was very small, and Masola started to run quickly based on the location in memory, and finally ran to the predetermined square within a minute. When he got here, he found that the team of forty people had already assembled.

"Everyone is here! Let's go!"

Erwin didn't ask anything at all, the big guys in the team were all wet, but their eyes were full of excitement, Masola quickly returned to the team, and then rushed directly to the next scheduled target.

There was no one in the square at night because of the curfew, and four people had the same thing as Masola in the airborne just now, but that level of noise couldn't make the city's security system react at all. After all, in this era, no one He had never heard of the concept of "airborne troops", let alone imagined that an enemy team of more than 200 people could directly cross the city wall and appear in the city.