Chapter 275: Early Start of the War

Therefore, except for the wizard banks in Europe, no tank is allowed to move, and all the solution in the engine can only be used to strengthen the anti-magic ability of the gun body and the breech block. As long as it moves and shoots, it will all be grounded in less than five minutes, and even the shells cannot be fired. The fundamental reason is that there is not enough magic source!

Their magic shells are very sufficient, and the manufacturing process is just an enlarged version of the inferior magic wand. A lot of artificial broken diamonds full of magic are embedded as the magic source. It is done in the barrel. Whether it hits or not is not the gunner's business. It is all guided by the Eastern marking magic.

However, the magic solution in the tank is limited, so it is not allowed to move. It has become the iron rule of this operation!

If Chen Bin could predict the rebellion of the goblins, he would not let the factory desperately produce shells instead of solutions, and he would not want to dissolve the broken diamonds in the shells into magic solutions to extend the time of the shelling.

The equipment from various places arrived at the battlefield as scheduled at 11:00 last night, but it still took a lot of time to assemble and debug, so the unified general attack time could only be postponed.

No one expected that the technicians who arrived with the flight did not understand foreign languages, so the local Ministry of Magic temporarily called the Muggle Department to find an interpreter. After a while, it was two hours later when the interpreters, Muggle military technicians and tank soldiers really started debugging.

Since they also needed time for debugging and installation, Chen Bin discussed with the commanders of the various magical ministries and prepared a letter of persuasion for the commander of the goblins, and also called it: three hours of evacuation time for peace-loving goblins.

"Report to the director, everything is ready." Moody supported his iconic wooden leg and saluted Chen Bin.

At this moment, Chen Bin felt that this style of painting was very strange.

This is obviously a magical world, but the famous Auror stood next to an oriental-style tank on the streets of London, wearing a medieval black armor with a helmet, and saluted Chen Bin in a modern British military style.

Chen Bin returned the military salute, explained the next arrangement, and then Apparated to the coffee shop at the corner of the street.

"Your satellite phone."

As soon as Chen Bin sat down, Penelope handed him a mobile phone with an extra-long antenna.

He looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes before the general attack. If the Aurors from various countries hadn't called yet, it meant that everything was normal.

The tank transportation mission this time still had sufficient capacity. In desperation, all the tanks had their barrels removed and were forced into the aircraft cabin with shrinking and lightening spells.

I heard, just heard, that the Russian Ministry of Magic even requisitioned hundreds of Il-76 military transport planes to pack and transport hundreds of tanks away. Some were hung under the wings with traceless stretch bags...

This rumor is very much in the style of the old Russians. Anyway, the magic world in Eastern Europe is also following suit. Otherwise, the biggest obstacle to this operation would not be the magic solution, but the capacity.

"Is Gemma doing well?" A gentle female voice asked softly.

Chen Bin looked up and saw Penelope twisting her fingers with her head down, making Chen Bin mistakenly think that she was talking to herself.

(｀ω)b: "She's doing pretty well. She's become the external liaison of the Enchantment Enterprise. She travels back and forth between the East and London several times a week. She's almost become a frequent flyer."

"Oh... that's good..." Penelope suddenly became depressed and stopped talking.

Chen Bin saw that she didn't seem to be very familiar with Farley, and asked curiously: "Why? Have you not been in touch since graduation?"

"Yeah." Penelope nodded and said: "I have been trained in the organization for a year, and basically have cut off contact with my past friends. Even if I can return to the magic world with this identity now, I am embarrassed to take the initiative to contact them. I don't know how to explain where I have been for more than a year..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became. The last sentence was guessed by Chen Bin based on her mouth shape.

"You regret it." Chen Bin used an affirmative sentence and guessed it from her expression.

"Yes, I regret it very much." Penelope met Chen Bin's eyes and did not hide her emotions. "In the organization, we sorcerers are isolated and everyone sees us as aliens; in the magic world, we are traitors and will be despised by everyone if our identities are discovered. I feel like I am neither a human nor a human being. No matter how high my salary and benefits are, they cannot make up for my regrets."

(*ω`*): "Do you really want to come to the East? We never discriminate against extraordinary people. My workshop is in great need of people."

"Your company is still a workshop? Who are you kidding?" Penelope rolled her eyes and shook her head, saying, "You don't discriminate against sorcerers, but you are very xenophobic!"

"Uh..." Chen Bin was speechless.

Eastern countries are very flattering on the surface, but they are really xenophobic in their bones. They have never been immigrant countries.

\(ω`)/: "Hey, don't I have a foreign face? Everyone also regards me as one of their own..."

"Because you are originally an Oriental, and you are very sure of your identity, and even proud of it. There is an old saying in your place, that people who go to the East are Orientals, and those who go to barbaric places are barbarians. You have long been Orientalized, no, it should be said that you have considered yourself an Oriental since birth, and have never questioned it. However, I am also a Westerner in terms of thinking and bloodline, and I can't integrate into your country at all. I understand."

Chen Bin was stunned when he heard it. He didn't expect that the intelligence work on the witch decision-making group was so thorough. "Yo~ I didn't expect you to investigate this. If you want to return to the magic world, you can actually find Dumbledore. He can help people like you return to the magic world without being liquidated."

"Dumbledore is not dead." Penelope stared at Chen Bin sharply, speaking word by word.

(*σ`)σ: "Who are you kidding? If you believe that Dumbledore is dead, will you still cooperate with our operation this time? It's too late to lick the mysterious man, right?"

Penelope was speechless. After the last war, the Muggle society could no longer be tough on Voldemort, otherwise they would not have obediently handed over the sky-high military expenditure last year.

"Do you still miss Percy? I heard that there is a photo of you and him hanging in his bedroom."

Chen Bin asked suddenly with a mean expression, and she was embarrassed and blushed.

Just when she instinctively shook her head to refuse, the satellite phone rang.

Chen Bin's face was serious, and he was no longer as funny as before.

_: "Hello, what's up? Yes, I'm Aaron Namar, who are you? Okay, the password is correct. Since they have decided to launch a general attack, we will all start bombarding in thirty seconds. Goodbye."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Chen Bin used the loudspeaker spell to send out a message: "I am Aaron Namar, and the password tonight is: Da-pao-kai-xi! In one minute, the bank operation will officially begin!"

After he finished speaking, he put the wand back into the bag and sat on the chair with nothing to do. In the next battle, no one needs to command, and no one can change the outcome.

There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even felt a little...

"Uh, sorry, what are you laughing at?" Penelope asked nervously: "Also, the phone call just now was..."

"The satellite phone must have been monitored by your superiors, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." Chen Bin put the phone back into his pocket and said lightly: "The wizard bank in Lithuania is the most impatient, and actually opened the door to launch an attack. The goblins thought that the magic world over there was not strong, so they gave them a warning first."

Penelope immediately became nervous and asked stutteringly: "Then should we also launch an offensive here? Will the pressure be shared by us? I heard that there is also a goblin-exclusive transfer magic between banks, which can instantly transfer living things and wealth to branches thousands of miles away? Do you want me to notify the organization to immediately contact Lithuania..."

"Calm down." Chen Bin said calmly: "Since the satellite phone is monitored by you, your superiors have already done what you thought of, and now we just need to wait for the results."

It's not that Chen Bin wants to pretend to be a counselor. The fact is that in a war, there is no point in commanding except for one side surrendering.

The goblins have never seen the power of enchanted cannons; the Aurors and Muggle executives don't know how powerful the bank's defense system is.

If there are any major changes next, such as malfunctions, explosions, or even the release of fire dragons and other ferocious beasts by the other party, no one can correct these problems in a short time.

To put it more bluntly, now it's like those black uncles in Africa or those oil countries, holding the world's highest level of modern weapons, fighting the world's most unskilled war. Not everyone can get the infantry-tank coordination taught by the African tank uncle, and can win a one-on-two victory.

If the artillery bombardment is not strong, the Aurors in full black armor will have to carry out a medieval magic attack in the end, which is much worse than the World War II routine of "infantry charge, artillery bombardment, artillery bombardment, infantry charge".

As Chen Bin shot his strongest spell into the sky - the Illumination Spell as a general attack signal, the war finally began.

In order to cut through the sky with a beam of white light this time, Chen Bin practiced for half an hour by the lake of Hogwarts last night?

What is the effect? ​​Command! Who can you expect to be killed by the Illumination Spell? Chen Bin thought of this spell that was most familiar to him and smiled bitterly again.

Gringotts, in the round office.

"What? The Lithuanian branch took the initiative? Quickly notify them to return to the bank. The wizards must have set up a trap! Quick!" The chief goblin stood up excitedly.

But the grassroots goblin in charge of communication stammered: "But but but, we can't contact them anymore!"

"It's impossible for wizards to capture the Lithuanian branch so quickly..." The chief goblin was still muttering to himself, but Ragno interrupted: "It's not captured, didn't you notice the chaotic magic outside?"