Miss Wang Weina, my cousin can't do it either!

"Then, move forward quietly, approach quietly, don't do anything!"

"Boom!" As soon as the voice fell, a cannon sound came. Before Mandela could figure out what happened, a shell fell on top of their heads amidst the loud explosion produced by air friction:

"There's a bomb! Get down!"

Mandela let out an exclamation, and a cat jumped into the bushes on the side. The next second, a rock wall rose from the bushes, blocking Mandela and the shells.The Victoria-style mortar collided with the newly formed yet unstable spell rock wall, blasting the rock wall to pieces in an instant.The flying earth and rocks hit the surrounding tree trunks, leaving small pits, and even a tree was crazily hit by the raindrops of earth and rocks, and fell to the ground with an overwhelmed creaking sound.

Mandela walked out of the dusty sky in a state of embarrassment. Her body was already covered with dust and mud. She looked like a miner who just came from the Originium Mine. She coughed and quickly ordered:

"Retreat, retreat! The enemy has found us! Move the position, the enemy's firepower is too strong, move the position! Disperse and retreat!"

But before she finished speaking, the dust dispersed, and there was no one around.The Bicorn had already chosen to transfer immediately after the shell hit the ground, and no one cared about her safety as the team leader.Only a few ordinary Shenchi soldiers around who were still shivering under the loud explosion of shells at zero distance sat slumped on the spot, looking at Mandela, their teeth creaking, and they were lost in thought.

"Tsk, these guys!"

Mandela smacked her lips, but she didn't dare to stay here any longer.The Victorian army launched shelling in this direction, and there must be a search soon, and it must be moved immediately.It was too late to clean up the frightened recruits, and along the direction of the river, Mandela quickly evacuated following the traces of the Bicorn's departure.

.........

In the distance, Camp Victoria.

The artillery camp, which symbolically fired a cannonball, has already packed up its equipment leisurely at this moment, preparing to wait for the military base in Shenchi to attack, and immediately retreat 50 meters according to the chairman's order to show the enemy Weak, lure the enemy to go deep.

An artilleryman joked: "Just fired one shot, it's not fun."

Someone immediately refuted him: "Don't, we can't fight too much. What if they think we are strong and stop attacking?"

On the side, the Sarkaz sentinel who had just arrived from the front-line headquarters held the flag in his hand, looked at the two Victorian artillerymen who were making jokes suspiciously, and said curiously:

"But you've already hit them with mortars, aren't you afraid they'll run away?"

The two artillerymen looked at each other, turned their heads in doubt, and said:

"No way, I chose the mortar with the smallest caliber and the weakest lethality. It was just a symbolic shot. This should be considered a provocation, right?"

"If everyone can be scared away, how weak is the opponent?"

The Sarkaz sentinel twitched his mouth, and suddenly he was a little thankful that he had a flagpole in his hand, otherwise when the cannon rang, his feet softened and he really sat on the ground, it would be embarrassing.

written request for leave

I went to buy a computer today, and I can’t code for the time being. I asked a friend to send me the leave note.

Please take a day off, sorry.

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Chapter 59 Fear from the Prophet

Tracy arrived happily, only to find that there was nothing else at the scene except for a few artillerymen who were drinking coffee with their legs crossed and watching the entertainment program of Londinium [-] from their mobile phones, let alone It was Mandela, the commander of Shenchi, and Tracy didn't even see a shadow of Shenchi's soldier.

"Where's the enemy?"

He stepped forward with some disappointment and asked.

Those artillerymen who were watching engrossed were shocked by the sudden appearance of Teresis, jumped up from the ground like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, turned around, straightened their helmets, and turned to Tracy gave a military salute:

"Hello, Chairman!"

"Don't leave the chairman alone, I'm asking you, what about the enemy? Where's the enemy I asked you to show weakness and lure the enemy into deep?"

Tracy asked angrily.

The artillerymen looked at each other, spread their hands, and replied truthfully:

"Report to Mr. Chairman, we did not find the deep pool troops shown in the intelligence. According to the intelligence, we fired a mortar shell with the smallest caliber into the dense forest and immediately chose to evacuate, but the enemy did not appear. I The ministry suspects that the information is wrong and has reported it to the command center."

Is the information wrong?

Tracy rolled her eyes depressed. He couldn't understand Victoria's new gadgets, but mistakes in information often happened.In the process of marching and fighting, the enemy often releases false news and launches feint attacks to confuse their own intelligence system. Therefore, an excellent intelligence analyst is very precious.In the world of Wayne, the most famous war intelligence deception is the German dispute over whether the Allied forces landed in Normandy or Calais during World War II, which directly led to the success of the Normandy landing and the early liberation of France.

And Tracy himself is also an outstanding military strategist, and he is also handy for this kind of tactical deception.It was easy to accept the fact that I was fooled.

This is normal, the horse stumbles, and the person misses. Besides, Teresis is eager to make a contribution this time, and he never thought that the always reckless Shenchi troops would suddenly play feints and tactics.It is not unacceptable to be shot in a feint under carelessness, he was silent for a while, and warned:

"Don't over entertain while in the army. We're in a war."

Although the enemy is just a rebel organization with no more than [-] people.

"Understood, Chairman!"

The soldiers gave a solemn military salute and put their phones back in their pockets.

Just as Tracy nodded in satisfaction, the secretary at the side let out another exclamation, stepped forward, and whispered in Tracy's ear:

"Your Excellency, Chairman, we have spotted Commander Mandela of Shenchi and a small group of Shenchi troops! They are moving to the south and will approach the station of the Fifth Steam Armor Regiment of the Second Brigade of the Third Army!"

Teresis frowned. This time, he was much more cautious. He didn't prepare to go immediately, but asked:

"Is the source of the news reliable? Who are the witnesses, have there been any video data left behind, can the enemy's destination be determined, and can an ambush be arranged?"

The secretary obviously also received professional training. Facing Teresis's barrage of questions, he answered them one by one in an orderly manner:

"The source of the news is the No. 10 War Fortress Intelligence Analysis Headquarters. The witness is the No. [-] monitor. There are clear camera images. The enemy's Shenchi troops are divided into three groups. The fastest-moving troops are the black double-horned mysterious troops. Wear the deep pool emblem, followed by the deep pool leader Mandela, and finally the normal deep pool soldiers. According to the speed of advance, the enemy's vanguard will arrive at the steam armor special warfare station at the fastest in [-] minutes. It is difficult to arrange an ambush. Steam armor Not good at setting up an ambush...you know the reason."

Teresis nodded. Victoria's steam armor soldiers are indeed not good at laying ambushes. It's not that the soldiers can't do it, but their military branch has this inherent disadvantage. Just like the army can't go to the sky, the air force can't go to the ground, the steam armor soldiers are moving , when attacking or retreating, their battle armor will leave eye-catching traces, the rising white steam that is particularly eye-catching even in the dark night, and the dull flute sound like a steam train starting when the steam is ejected , Even a few kilometers away can be clearly observed and heard by the enemy.

Therefore, in Victoria, steam armor troops are generally used for special operations, raids, and frontal battlefields, but have no record in latent sabotage, operations behind enemy lines, and ambushes.Teresis gave up planning for an ambush when he heard that a steam armor troop was stationed nearby.If you can't set up an ambush, you can't set up an ambush, at least confirm where the enemy is really!

Tracys immediately ordered:

"Command the steam armor troop to carry out interception missions on the enemy's way forward, but this battle can only be defeated, not won. The policy is the same, show the enemy's weakness, and lure the enemy to go deep! I will lead the troops to arrive in person soon !"

The secretary gave a military salute: "Understood!" He quickly turned around and left, conveying instructions to the signal soldier.

...............

Mandela dragged her dirty clothes and walked cautiously in the dense woods of Victoria.Even the slightest disturbance would make her stop vigilantly and look around.A sudden bird song would also make her heart tremble, and her hairs stood on end.If one had to use an idiom to describe her state at the moment, it would be that the wind was jittery and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

The shot just now completely scared her out of her wits.She couldn't imagine why Victoria's soldiers would launch a fierce shelling attack on her troops with such precision when she was hiding in the jungle without exposing any vision at all.The cannon fire covered the forest, breaking the trunk of the big tree that could not be surrounded by three people easily, tearing the thick rock into pieces like a toy, and swiping it like a death scythe, took away several deep pool soldiers s life.

That's not a battle at all, it's not a battle at all, it's just a one-sided massacre, the enemy doesn't need to pick up a knife, don't need to roar, or even meet his enemy in person, as long as he stays at a distance and fires casually Even if you have completed your mission.Although the shelling in Xiaoqiu County was fierce, and the ore disease infection caused by the dirty bomb was also horrific, Mandela did not have such a tragic impression—because she was walking and walking unexpectedly, and was suddenly bombed. , I don't even know why I was bombed!

Death didn't frighten her, but the inexplicable, unknown death made her restless.She cursed Victoria's soldiers along the way, cursing the bicorn troops who abandoned her, and belittled the ordinary soldiers in Shenchi who were also frightened by the sound of gunfire, while constantly raising herself up, not wanting to let her His timidity was shown on that dirty face.

She walked all the way, following the murmur of the river, and stepped out of the bushes.

Standing in front of her is a Victorian steam armored soldier who is ready to go, standing here like a prophet!

Chapter 60 Follow the script!

"Find the target, find the target!"

After noticing Mandela protruding from the bushes, the steam armor soldiers confirmed each other in the communication built into the helmet:

"Leave the image data and upload it to the combat database, code name: Shenchi Mandela, and inform Chairman Teresis that the target has been confirmed and will act according to the plan."

"This is the first time we have tried to lure the enemy into this kind of tactic. Brothers, act like a little bit, do you have confidence?"

"Have!"

With a uniform and firm response, the steam armor soldiers looked at each other, facing Mandela, raised their hand cannons at the same time, and shouted:

"Don't move, who! Why did you appear here!"

If nothing unexpected, according to the script, at this time Mandela should raise his arms and shout: "I am Mandela, the general of Shenchi!" Then a team of Shenchi with good equipment and high morale rushed out from the deep forest, Shouting: "You have been tricked, Victorians! Capture it without a fight!" and then launched a fierce attack on them.

The steam armor soldiers will try their best to resist for a while in "panic", and at the same time keep shouting: "Damn!" "Why!" "Where did they come from!" Take a look!" and other words that can increase credibility, and then finally "wounded and defeated" and reluctantly retreated.The retreat was neither fast nor slow because it carried the wounded, and it happened to hang at the edge of the field of vision that Shenchi could see, so as to confuse Shenchi and attract them to continue chasing.

Finally, when Chairman Teresis led a large force to arrive and led Shenchi into the encirclement, he turned his offensive again and launched a counterattack, trying to capture Mandela alive in one fell swoop!Capture the members of Shenchi alive!

Sure enough, when Mandela realized who was standing in front of her, she slowly raised her arms.

"I....."

Mandela's words got stuck in his throat, his raised hands trembled uncontrollably, and the voice he couldn't utter gradually became a bit sobbing. His small face was pale, and his eyes seemed to be dripping water. "If you come here for a punch, you will probably cry for a long time."

This cannot be blamed on Mandela's lack of ambition, it is because her situation is too terrifying.From her point of view, Victoria's army is like a millennium-old Viet Cong, a druid who dissolves in nature, and a fruit elf that falls from a tree. cannot escape their grasp.

She knew that if she stayed, she would be close to death, but she was also looking forward to finding a way out of death, but she didn't expect that before she could get out, she was covered in shells just as she went out.The enemy pinpointed himself in the dense forest, who had never been exposed at all, and then smashed himself and his subordinates with a single shot, and parted ways.

She finally survived the catastrophe and escaped a catastrophe, not to mention any future blessings. She dragged her tattered clothes and walked through the woods for so long, and she never had a moment of peace in her heart.No matter when and where, it seems that there is a pair of invisible eyes watching me, laughing at my every move, and disdain to hide myself.And no matter how she changed her route, adjusted her speed, or even changed her posture, regardless of the poor vision at night, she chose to creep forward on the dirty muddy ground, that vision was always with her, never leaving her for a moment.

Finally, she became anxious and uneasy, and collapsed in the dark night under the invisible sight and the sound of gunfire in her ears, cursing everything like crazy, shouting loudly to give herself a little self-confidence, but afraid of alarming Victoria The man lowered the roar that came to his mouth into a lunatic chattering whisper, and started to run at a speed that almost broke the pair of warlock boots that were not suitable for off-roading, trying to escape from this gloomy forest. This terrifying "cage of vision", finally, she ran out of the forest as she wished.

But bumped into the Victorian soldiers who came unexpectedly and were waiting in battle.

What despair.When Mandela saw the light outside the forest, she was tormented by nervousness and the completely disorganized somatosensory time made her think that the dawn had already ushered outside.But she didn't expect that there was no such thing as dawn and dawn, and there were only soldiers in steam armor with searchlights waiting to give her a shot.

Desperate, crazy, and finally surrendering is also a choice.

But God seemed to want to play such a joke on her.Before she gritted her teeth and was about to say "I surrender" with an almost broken mood, a group of Shenchi soldiers came out of the woods behind her one after another.

They were the broken soldiers who were injured and knocked out by Victoria's artillery fire. After Mandela left after leaving a scolding sentence, they also stood up one after another.

Of course, this was not because after being scolded by Mandela, they rekindled their self-confidence and had the will to fight again.They just didn't dare to stay where they were, waiting for the attacking Victorians to capture them.Because it was said in the letter of war sent by the Dorians—surrender or die.

And their two leaders, Ahmani and Mandela, chewed the letter of persuasion at that time.It also means that as long as they are captured, they have no room to surrender, only to die!

Afraid of death but lacking the courage to fight again, they could only follow Mandela in a daze, hoping that this seemingly confident leader could protect them.As everyone knows, not only can their leaders not protect them, but their own condition is not even better than theirs.

When they walked out of the forest, the soldiers in steam armor stood facing them, and they panicked.Some people even fell into a breakdown, looked at Mandela, and screamed in despair:

"It's been tricked, it's been tricked! Mandela, it's been tricked! What to do! What are we going to do!"

Mandela trembled with her raised hands. She turned her head and looked at the Shenchi soldiers with more than 20 soldiers behind her. Before she could speak, a deafening hand cannon sounded not far in front of her.The hand cannon shells flashed past his ears like lightning, and exploded less than two meters away from Mandela's side. The splashed mud once again stained the cheeks she had finally wiped clean.

The Victoria Steam Armor Force launched a feint attack as planned.

The steam battle armor on their bodies ejected a burst of boiling water vapor, and the surging power increased the speed of several soldiers to an unimaginable level. They calibrated their hand cannons and aimed at the soldiers in the deep pool.Although these soldiers were different from what they expected, they didn't seem to have many smiling faces after the plot succeeded, but instead looked sad and concubine, but this is not a problem that soldiers should consider, and it is their bounden duty to execute orders.

At least the script is as expected - Mandela appears, shouting: "I..." followed by deep pool soldiers pouring out of the forest.Next, just launch a feint attack according to the script, and then prepare to retreat.

Thinking so, they pressed the hand cannon.

"boom!"

"Stop fighting, we surrender!" Mandela cried out in a broken voice.But it is a pity that the gunfire and the wind were too loud to be heard.

Chapter 61 I'm coming, come with me

Londinium, Victoria, May 1093, 1, Terran calendar.

When Wayne finally woke up from a long hibernation, Mandela had been escorted back to Londinium by Tracys from the front line.This poor little cat has lost all fighting spirit after a night of shock, but unexpectedly maintains the stubborn disdain and contempt for the Victorian nobles.Three interrogators confidently went to the No. 13 special execution area where the key criminals are held to try to interrogate Mandela, and extracted from her the remaining Shenchi troops, as well as another senior leader of Shenchi—Ahe Monnie's whereabouts.But they all failed without exception.

Either they couldn't bear Mandela's continuous dirty curses and personality insults, or they couldn't do anything about Mandela's silent attitude, or they were ashamed to be stared at by those bitter and hatred eyes. After the official left a confession letter at home on January 1, that is, yesterday, and then hanged himself, this incident finally attracted Wei Na's attention.

"Three well-known interrogators returned empty-handed, and one interrogator committed suicide because of this shame. How can a small traitor have such a firm will."

Wei Na said puzzled.Theresa shook her head silently. She really wanted to say that whether a person's will is firm does not depend on whether she is a traitor, but on whether she has her own beliefs.Obviously, Mandela has a belief, her Xinyang is a deep pool, it is Celtic, and it is the theory of Drake's restoration of the country.Such people are loyal, but for them who are in the anti-Aslan camp, such people are the most troublesome.

After thinking for a while, Teresia suggested, "Let me try it?"

She is a demon king, possessing the Originium skill of reading memory and psychology. Although she has always been disgusted with using this "convenient ability" to pry into other people's inner secrets, for the sake of the country and Wayne, breaking her own rules once is enough. It doesn't matter.But Wei Na was obviously hesitant. She shifted her gaze to her desk, where Wei En, who had just woken up, was enjoying his nutritious meal and listening to the discussion between Wei Na and Teresia.

Seeing Wei Na turn her head, Wei En hastily fed a spoonful of delicious meat porridge into his mouth, put down the spoon, wiped his mouth, and said:

"I think it's okay. Teresia's ability is a good hand in the interrogation. With her, even if Mandela still refuses to say anything, she can easily get the information we want."

Seeing that Wayne agreed, Teresia nodded slightly. Just as she was about to get up, Wayne suddenly added:

"But, that's still not enough insurance. Teresia's ability is to read memories and see through thoughts, right? Then what if Mandela has any way to counteract it, or again, if even Mandela can't Do you know how Ahmoni and the others retreat?"

"This..." Teresia was speechless. As Wayne said, if Mandela didn't know about the escape route of Ahmani and others, then Teresia would naturally Can't read anything.But then again, if this is the case, doesn't it mean that no one has a way to find Ahmoni and the others?

"I'll go." After Wen En finished speaking, he picked up the bowl unhurriedly, poured the porridge into his mouth, and stood up, "I'll go, I'm sure I can ask something."

"Why do you say that?" Wei Na asked curiously, "If sister Teresia can't read anything, then brother, can't you? I remember that your spell is to command others, so can you still command her to say something?" Something she doesn't know?"

"Of course...it won't work." Wayne scratched his head and laughed, "Of course I'm not going to see Mandela, I'm going to see Reed Grass."

Wei Na showed a suddenly realized expression.

...........

Londinium, a villa in the western suburbs.

This place used to be Wayne's secret base. After Weina was crowned and stationed in the Iron Palace, it was abandoned for a period of time. Afterwards, it was cleaned and leased to the guerrillas who came all the way from Ursus.After the guerrillas as a whole moved to the Rhine Life Residential Area in New Wales, it was used for a new purpose to detain a special prisoner—the blood of Drake, who has not been recognized by the world, Wayne’s adopted sister , Reed Grass (Raphshine).

Long solitary confinement is a punishment enough to drive people crazy for ordinary people. No one can entertain themselves in front of an empty big house all day long. Loneliness is one of the biggest factors that destroy human mental health, but for For Weicao, this is not such a terrible punishment, she just returned to the life she was once familiar with.