meanwhile.
Imperial capital, the headquarters of the demon hunting regiment.
Civilians, operators, secretaries... The staff responsible for overall coordination hurried and kept moving in the corridor.
The internal telephones of the logistics department, the human resources department and the temporary Battle Command Office were once on the verge of being blown up.
In the command office.
Twenty neatly arranged desks.
Twenty new phones and operators sitting in chairs.
The messy and noisy office is like a market in the morning. In the high-pressure working environment, everyone''s face is covered with fine sweat drops and his expression is highly tense.
"... hasn''t the support arrived yet? We can''t hold it!"
"Asshole! Haven''t the silver bullets we want been delivered yet?!"
"Operation snaketeeth asks for support! We... Ah - help... (bite and roar)"
"Witch emergency... Hoo... Report! Lord noe, just died in duty..."
The operator who received the last message suddenly stood up and shouted unbelievably, "what are you talking about?! Deputy Minister noe was killed?!
God... "
Hung up the phone, tripped over the trash can under his feet, but did not care to stabilize his body, stumbled into the commander''s office.
As soon as I entered the door, the senior officials of the demon hunting regiment were discussing countermeasures, holding a note in their hand, took a deep breath and said, "director Baruch! Witch emergency department, Deputy Minister Noel, just... Died in duty."
"What?!"
Baruch, who was particularly particular about his clothes and taste, threw down his pen and walked over to the note in the operator''s hand. The action of gritting his teeth drove the muscles of his cheeks, and his face was gloomy and frightening.
The staff standing next to the desk frowned and said, "it will take at least one day and one night for minister LESA to rush back to the imperial capital. Deputy Minister noe is the only demon hunter in the imperial capital who can fight against witches..."
He paused slightly, took a deep breath, as if he had made an extremely difficult decision, looked very solemn, and said, "director Baruch, I think it''s time to cover her majesty and the adults of the cabinet and evacuate the imperial capital."
"Evacuation?"
Baruch looked at him and said, "do you think her majesty will agree to this shameful request?"
"But..."
"An hour ago, the prime minister and cabinet members had advised her Majesty the queen. She refused to abandon the Empire and the people and leave the imperial capital at this time."
"Does your majesty want to emulate Orin II... Hiss..."
The voice fell.
All the other big people in the office couldn''t help taking a breath of the air conditioner.
Anyone who has studied history knows.
Olin II.
In the history of Mengxi Empire, before the great revolution, the only emperor who died for his country.
Samara, the notorious Witch of disaster, was killed in the imperial palace of the imperial capital together with his queen.
Although modern historians generally believe that he is an extremely fatuous and lazy emperor, it is undeniable that the Mongolian tin empire can stand in the "tide of disaster".
Olin II died for his country at a young age, which is a great feat in various senses.
however.
In this way, if the queen doesn''t go, the devil hunting regiment and the members of the cabinet can''t leave.
Unless they are willing to risk being liquidated by the government after the incident, they will run for their lives by force under the hat of sad cowards and traitors.
Although Baluch is a permanent member of the demon hunting group, he only has the title of medium slaughter sequence. He is better at dealing with evil spirits and Demons than witches and werewolves.
Let the operator go back to his work.
Put your hands in your trouser pockets and pace in place, like an ant on a hot pot.
The office also fell into a strange silence at this time.
No one spoke.
This time.
Baruch seemed to think of something. He took his right hand out of his trouser pocket and said hurriedly, "Nicky calvina old madman reported to the headquarters. Cole Walker was favored by the trial sequence in the sequence secret office some time ago.
Where has the young man gone? "
Everyone in the office looked at each other.
As the staff put down their pen and walked out, they said, "I''ll ask the operator to check it now."
"Go."
After he left, another fat permanent member with white hair and over 60 years old leaned back in his chair and frowned, "Baruch, the trial secret is the most difficult and difficult sequence secret among all sequences.
I can understand that you are not in charge of the witch part, but in my experience, it is very difficult for the owner of the trial sequence to fully tap the potential of the secret arts without more than five years of high-intensity training.
Besides... He is just a newcomer. Even if you look after him, he has dealt with the evil power of witches before.
But this time, it''s different. "
Baluch responded, "this is our only chance. Luken, even if he dies, we should protect the imperial capital, buy time and let the old friends of the trial sequence come back."
Bang!
The door of the office was knocked open.
The staff and an operator hurried into the door and said, "four hours ago, Cole Walker and Vera Morgan, an intern of the black snake brigade, had returned to the capital by train.
According to the schedule, the train should have arrived at DIDU railway station ten minutes ago, but we contacted the platform, and they responded that there was no train coming from laelag.
Maybe they''re in trouble outside the city. "
"Let the executive group send an action team, and then contact the garrison to meet them outside the city along the direction of the railway!
Live to see people, die to see corpses! Understand
"I''ll do it right away."
...
The other side.
After confirming Cole''s identity, the two original werewolves ordered all reincarnated werewolves to attack him, and then turned around and ran away.
According to the analysis of their escape direction, most of them want to go to the imperial capital and report to their peers.
however.
The wilderness beside the railway is endless.
It was too late to think of running away.
Facing the reincarnated werewolf, Cole pulled the trigger.
The bullet penetrated its heart, passed a scarlet tail flame in the air, and roared into the spine of a native werewolf.
The same clan next to him hasn''t reacted yet.
Two blood flaming bullets, one into his heart and the other into his head.
The scarlet flame devoured the lives and flesh of the two werewolves.
After a shrill scream and the cry of dogs after eating pain, two native werewolves fell to the ground and lost signs of life.
Left.
There are only hundreds of bizarre transformed werewolves running to them bravely and fearlessly!
Perhaps a hundred, such a simple number, is difficult to describe the terrible scene encountered by Villar, an intern of the demon hunter.
In her eyes.
Where you can see, the ground, roof, carriage, grass
The transformed werewolf, like an endless stream of ants, rushed madly to her.
The sharp claws rub against the carriage, and the sound is sharp and harsh.
The chaotic and huge number of running sounds, like dense drums announcing death, frighten the soul.
The huge size of predators and predators and the unique cruel roar stimulate the intern''s fragile nerves every second.
When the first transformed werewolf pounced on Cole.
Vera instinctively froze for a moment, like all the recruits on the battlefield for the first time, holding weapons, but standing in place with nothing to do.
The heavy breath and heartbeat filled her ears and perception.
Until a werewolf jumped off the roof and roared at her!