Silent Crown Chapter 723: Raid

Late Night Buran Fortress

The scent of heat radiated into the night sky, it was the smell of ashes and sulfur. r?anwen??????????`??

The small city behind the fortress is already covered with tragic scars, criss-crossing, and several blocks have collapsed under the Asgardians' weapons of war in the daytime, and they have been burned.

The smell of blood was boiled by the flames and lingered in the air. Even in the middle of the night, there were still laborers working overtime to repair the cracks in the wall.

The wall facing the outside has been completely burnt, the shell covering the alloy melts, the molten steel flows and condenses, forming a silt-like texture, which is unpleasant.

Sometimes you use a hammer to smash the dry skin on the outside of the stone, and you can still see the lava slurry that hasn't condensed inside.

As for under the city wall, it's already completely different.

Even the reinforced mountains on both sides have cracked. The rubble was piled up under the cliff, half covering the broken armor and the scorched corpse, the other half of the corpse was covered with dust.

In the fissures formed in the massive bombardment, the eyes of the dead gaze at the night sky through the dust.

Amidst the noise, I don't know who is playing the flute, and the faint and sad elegy echoes on the battlefield.

Just behind the small city, on the tightly sealed construction site, under the construction of dozens of engineering vehicles, hundreds of heavy rails were propped up diagonally and aimed at the distant night sky.

It's like preparing for a train coming from the night sky.

Under the railroad tracks, there were armored knights lined up in silence to receive the fixed line, and then according to the formation, they bent down and got into the ‘small box’.

Even if compared to ordinary people, it is already a large enough space, but even for knights who only wear basic power bones and don't even have outer armor, they are still small and unable to move.

After squeezing in, I sat on a chair and fixed my armor and iron chair in one place with a fixed lock. Even a lazy waist could not stretch.

The members of the team looked at each other, looking at the restless eyes under the opponent's armour.

On the construction site outside, noisy voices kept coming.

"The angle measurement is completed, and everything is normal for the guide rail."

"The power system has been loaded and is being tested."

Those voices without any emotion sounded constantly, making their expressions more and more disturbed.

In the end, a figure that was slightly thinner than everyone else walked in and closed the hatch before the voices were cut off.

But the sheer silence makes people feel more flustered.

Galahad sat silently in his position, fixed the armor and the chair in one place, did not speak, closed his eyes and calmed down.

Everyone glanced at it and spoke boldly:

"Sir, is this thing really reliable?"

"Why do you think so much?" Christine reprimanded coldly: "If you die, you will die for your country!"

"Uh..."

The person who asked the question had no choice but to be reprimanded. However, seeing her hands firmly grasping the chair, the armrests were almost deformed by the armrests, and several others couldn't help but laugh. impulse.

"Hahahahaha!!!!"

Kristen glanced at them coldly. Although angry, he didn't speak.

No way, although the people at the Royal Academy guarantee that there is nothing wrong with this system, who can really sit back and relax? If there is no problem at all, why do you name this broken box "Hell Parachute"?

A group of knights are sitting in an iron box and being ejected into the core of the enemy. Thinking about it, I feel that every link from the beginning to the end is full of problems, right?

Moreover...Christine is still a little afraid of heights...

In the long silence, someone raised his hand again: "Sir."

"You said."

The person who asked the question hesitated and said helplessly: "Although the Asgardians would definitely not expect us to carry out a raid, but...at least equip us with light armor?"

In order to reduce weight, everyone’s armor has been adjusted to the lightest weight.

Although they are wearing heavy power bones, there is no armor hanging on them at all, and even most of the defense modules have been removed.

Even for ordinary people, the sword is still invulnerable, but the opponent is also the frost giant knight holding a power halberd and concussion axe gun. This equipment is used to fight, and it is no different from naked **.

"You don't need to think about this issue."

Kristen gave him a serious look: "It will be resolved by then."

It will solve it...how to solve it?

Is it airdropped armor?

Even if it is airdropped, it will take more than five minutes for a skilled engineer to load it...At that time, everyone would have been killed by the Frost Knight long ago, so what kind of clothes are you going to wear?

Everyone smiled helplessly.

Although uneasy, the knight’s destiny is to follow orders.

From knight training, to modulation, to the awarding of honors to become a formal knight, even the awe of dogma and command began as early as their childhood.

Qualified knights, in the face of military orders, even if they are asked to jump into the fire pit, there will be no delay.

Although fear is certain, the body that has been tempered for a long time will not hesitate when swinging the sword.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, but I have to admit...The so-called knights only activate their brains when they are needed. More often, they are thick-line creatures that live by instinct.

As the countdown came a little bit, at the end, there was a hoarse voice next to Galahad.

"Sir, it's time."

Christine was silent for a moment and nodded: "Gerante, come on, you are the commander of this operation."

"So..."

The knight of the round table, known as Gerante, took off his faceplate, showing the scars on his face, and looked at his remaining six team members:

"Five minutes later, the action begins, and the action plan has been sent to everyone before this. Just proceed according to the plan."

He raised his hand and touched the scab that had just formed on the scar on his face, his eyes became cruel and his voice became cold:

"Remember, this time I am waiting to launch a counterattack against Asgard. No, it should be said that it is revenge, revenge for the 46,000 people who have been killed in the battle.

Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

Each of you must come back with ten Frost Knight's identity cards, otherwise, you will die there with eleven identity cards! understand! "

"Understood!"

"Then, may God bless the kingdom." Gerant put on his helmet again.

"My emperor bless me!"

The Knights of the Round Table responded in a rush.

The clanging sound of steel rubbing sounded, and everyone felt that the "iron box" they were in was lifted by the crane and placed on the track.

Immediately afterwards, the more disturbing sound of gear spinning rang out.

The countdown begins...

5……4……3……2……

1!

At the end of the countdown, dozens of overlapping roars sounded from all over the construction site. Everyone could feel the darkness in front of them. The huge force pressed themselves on the chair, and the small box they were in was crazy. Twisting, there was a sharp steel friction sound, which was extremely ear-piercing.

After a moment, gravity can no longer be felt.

At that moment, sparks of friction between the steel cables and the rails burst out, and the ‘iron coffins’ suspended on the rails have whizzed out under the kinetic energy of terror.

After breaking away from the sixty-meter-long rail, the speed of the'iron coffin' has torn the air, set off a violent whistle, and flew into the night sky.

With the flick of a finger, he has already crossed the small town and fortress, and is above the sky.

As if dozens of stars suddenly rise, and then, towards the barracks of Asgard...drop from the sky!

Boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

The alchemy matrix above the iron coffin was inspired. Before Asgard’s alarm sounded, they had entered their guard range, facing the counterattack movement preset in countless enchantments, and the defensive shield on the iron coffin. start up.

It's like a small boat up and down in a storm.

On the red-hot iron coffin, fragments continued to fall off, flying away in the wind, until finally, in a continuous loud noise, it smashed through the warehouse and crashed to the ground. Countless iron pieces flew around, entrained The shock wave of steel directly destroyed the two walls~IndoMTL.com~ buried the sentry behind the wall under the night watch.

Amidst the flying flour and dust, the knights stepped out of the broken iron coffin, coughing violently, feeling the weakness caused by the violent impact.

Even if his brain is dizzy, he did not hesitate to withdraw the long sword he was equipped with with both hands, and follow the instructions in the plan, and spread it out.

The syringe under the armor has pushed all the stimulants and painkillers into the arteries of the knights.

In the heavy gasp, everyone's eyes have been burned red.

In just a few seconds, their bodies and implanted artificial organs have been awakened, their muscles beating and swelling frantically, adrenaline rushing through the blood vessels, but the brain has fallen into a mechanized calm.

Continuous roars continued to sound, and iron coffins continued to fall from the sky, sending a small group of Knights of the Round Table into the barracks in Asgard.

Some smashed into the playground, some smashed into the workshop, some smashed in front of the guard post, and the luckiest... smashed into the barracks dormitory.

Ignoring the dizziness and nausea caused by the high-speed landing, the knights drew their weapons at the moment they landed and rushed to every living mouth beside them.

In the infrared vision of the scout, it's useless to hide it no matter how concealed it is.

Even though it is the lightest armor, it is not equipped with any redundant functions and weapon modules. The knights' sabers are enough to cut a person with a bed and a wall into two completely.

Know that the long swords equipped with the power armor, the lightest ones are over 80 kilograms, more than one person tall!

In almost a minute, the soldiers in the entire dormitory were slaughtered, and they didn't even recover from the loud noise. Compared with the fragile **, the power contained in steel is simply irresistible. !!