Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 88: Hunting vampires

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On the eve of dawn, heavy rain poured down.

It ’s a little bit of time. It should have been early in the morning and sunrise, but it ’s still dark. Baron Vermoy looked up and saw the dark clouds over his head covering the sky. The sky was dark like twilight. Only the sound of water pouring was heard in his ears. The rain curtain enveloped the eyes and the horizon. The sound of the whistle awakened many British soldiers who were still in their dreams.

Baron Vermoy said coldly: "Time is up!"

He put on a raincoat, pulled a black umbrella from the office door, blocked his head and walked into the heavy rain, and the black boots stepped on the muddy water, splashing nearly a foot of turbid water, and the heavy rain washed the eyes. Everything converged into a turbid current, forming a pool of muddy water on the open ground of the camp.

Even Baron Vermoie stepped on the mud, he came to the center of the camp, where a considerable number of British soldiers were already busy, they were carrying real guns and live ammunition, and several drivers braved The heavy rain overhauled several man-carrying troop transport trucks, and the rest were lined up and ready to go at any time.

A group of black priests also appeared among these soldiers. They were silent and orderly. Dozens of people stood together and never made a sound, which made Baro Vermoi nod.

It is worthy of being the elite of the Sanctuary, a priest who fought against dark creatures all year round.

The old bishop was held up by a servant and came from behind. He saw Baron Vermoie ’s face sternly opening: "If this is the weather, the strength of those vampires will not be weakened much. And Heavy rain will bring chaos and trouble ... "

Baron Fermoy said in a deep voice: "We will minimize the trouble!"

The archbishop glared at him and hummed: "Do n’t underestimate dark creatures, those who can survive the pursuit of humanity, there must be something worth seeing. In the process of Great Britain conquering the world, we I have seen too many incredible things. Aboriginal worship of evil gods, secret evil species, dangerous black magic and so on ... too much! "

"However, the thing that appeared in Cairo not long ago is one of the most difficult things I have ever seen."

"Imorton, the greatest high priest of ancient Egypt ... Since the resurrection of the curse, he has become more terrible. But there are still people in Cairo who can fight him. This person should be the eye of Horus we are looking for. Behind the scenes. "

"Be careful with him! Although we have carried nearly half of the power of the Anglican, and we have also sent to the Gurkha mercenary camp, the mysterious existence we control and hire, but you still have to be careful. This is the revelation of the Lord! May the Lord Bless us ... "

"May the Lord bless you!" Baron Vermoie whispered.

Several dozens of black priests boarded the troop carrier. Several trucks were neatly loaded with hundreds of British soldiers. Among them were many strangers selected from the colony. Dozens of cavalry rushed out. They Braved the heavy rain to open the road ahead and guard the convoy, and dozens of short-sized indigenous soldiers walked through the woodlands on both sides.

The convoy slowly drove towards the target along the road of the base. African mercenaries armed with spear bows ran vigorously on both sides of the road. They were extremely fast and stepped barefoot in muddy water. truck.

The soldiers marched in the rain, but the rain could n’t stop their vision.

As for the cavalry who was slowly advancing with the convoy, they were carrying Damascus-shaped scimitars around their waists, crawling on the war horses, their bodies slightly fluctuated with the galloping horses, their eyes were sharp, and the momentum was awesome Suspected, they can pull out the scimitar around their waists at any time and tear all the enemies in front of them into pieces.

The purpose of these people is a branch camp not far from the main camp. The black priests have locked a large number of officers who have been transformed into vampires. Under the cover of heavy rain, they have to take these one by one. The hardest hit areas were cleared.

Chen Ang was standing at the bow of the whistle passenger ship, driving slowly downstream along the waterway, looking over the Suez Canal, and seeing the convoy of Baron Vermoy, driving alongside them, Chen Ang Watching these people on the same road as they were, they were close to the camp. At the door of the camp was Baron Vermoy. He saw the baron sitting on the co-pilot seat of the open truck and opened it without saying a word. Check the level and put the whole team in.

The movement here alarmed the British soldiers in the camp. They watched nervously as Baron Vermoy did n’t take his umbrella, jumped out of the car in the rain, and then elite military policemen jumped from the evil car behind. After coming down, he formed his own team behind Baro Vermoi. To the surprise of these soldiers, a group of priests wearing black priest suits followed.

Baron Vermoy looked at the soldiers who probed the brain at the entrance of the barracks and shouted: "Now, for the British national security and anti-spyware missions, we have solid evidence that this camp contains German agents, all soldiers It is forbidden to enter or leave the barracks, all stay in the barracks for me! "

"Those who leave their rooms without permission are dealt with by military law; those who carry guns and weapons against them are executed on the spot; everyone stays on their beds, and when the military police come in, they put their hands on their backs and lie on their backs against the door. ! No communication or spying is allowed. Now your only task is to hold your head in bed. Otherwise, the gendarmerie will have the right to execute you! "

The herald soldiers repeated the orders of Baron Fermoy aloud everywhere, and the soldiers who followed the baron had been divided into squads and entered the camp to patrol. They first rushed the soldiers outside the number room into the number room and guarded At various levels and gates, when Baron Vermoy stepped into the barracks, these teams had already broken into the first target room.

The Gendarmerie Captain, looking at the roster in his hand, said to an officer in the room: "Are you first-class warrant officer Hayman?"

Hyman stood up from the bed and stared at the gendarmerie: "Yes, sir! What's wrong?"

"Please come with us!" Captain of the Gendarmerie Squad said blankly. Heyman did not say anything, but looked at the black priest in the back, sneering with a low voice: "It seems that you found us ! "

The gendarmes immediately clasped the guns in their hands, and the priest watched by Hayman pressed his right hand against the bible in his chest. He hesitated for a moment and said, "You guys ..." is here An officer behind Shi Haiman suddenly broke out. He buried his head like a wild boar and ran straight out. Before the gendarmes did not respond, they hit their flesh and blood.

The gendarmes clearly heard the sound of their bones breaking, and the black priests who were blocked by the people in the middle protected him. They felt a pain in his chest, and a sweet smell spewed from his lungs. He pulled out the cross from his waist. The dagger, pressing down sharply, was about to pierce the violent officer. At this time, Heyman had jumped high and pounced on him.

The claws tore his arteries in an instant, and Hyman swallowed his blood on his neck, and another blood race had already slaughtered the military police. Heyman rushed out with his body In the number room, gunfire came from all directions.

But most of them were blocked by the body in front of him, and most of them were blocked. Occasionally, one or two fish in the net, embedded in Heyman ’s body, were quickly squeezed out by the healed muscles. Heyman rushed directly to the most debris At this time, he planned to escape with the help of a cover. At this time, a white light shot from behind hit his back. Heyman screamed and turned into ashes in the white light.

Another blood group that escaped with him was hit by a silver bullet soaked in holy water.

Heyman ’s rebellion seemed to kick off the riots, and dozens of blood races chose to start suddenly at this moment. Some of them were immediately killed by the gendarmerie, but most of them were killed in the gendarmerie, but were killed. The priest in black looked for opportunities, and Baron Vermoi calmly watched the riots in the camp. He only dispatched sniping when the enemy rushed out of the room.

After all, this is a minority. Most of the blood races were successfully confined to a relatively small and single space. The black priests killed the exposed blood races with amazing efficiency.

Under Baron Vermoy ’s command, they were always cut and separated on a small battlefield. Even the most dominant blood clan only killed the Gendarmerie squad and shrunk in the room to resist. With.