Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 321 - 119 Nislock Assault Tactics Group

"The machine gun emplacement is just ahead," reported Mia, who had returned from reconnaissance, "the terrain and enemy distribution roughly look like this."

She sketched a simple terrain map on the ground.

"Squad Leader, please use my sword for now," Eleanor offered.

Aske didn’t hesitate and took the longsword.

"What’s our plan of attack?" Nora asked, pointing to the ground.

"Just wing it," Aske said.

The girls were taken aback for a moment.

"They are just ordinary enemies," Aske continued, "All of us here are Transcendents now, with more than 10 ways to kill all the enemies and completely clear this area without getting hit by machine gun fire."

"The only thing worth being vigilant about is those hidden and potentially emerging external enemies. For example, the previous sniper, reinforcements, and so on. Therefore, even while wiping out this machine gun squad composed of ordinary people, we must not let our guard down."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh," the girls responded hastily.

It was clear that the Squad Leader was once again using training as a pretext for shirking work.

"Let’s come up with the tactics ourselves then," Thira suggested, tracing the frontline terrain on the ground, "First off, the enemy has two machine gun points, effectively blocking the trenches on both sides. No matter which direction we come from, we’ll be immediately subjected to machine gun fire."

"So, the key to our tactics," she continued, "is how to neutralize the machine gunners before alarming the enemy."

"Look at the positioning of these people," Medea said with a smile, "According to the information Mia provided, besides two or three individuals, the rest are primarily concentrated on the outskirts."

"From a tactical point of view, this positioning is quite reasonable. Their task is undoubtedly to prevent assaulting enemies from getting close to the machine gunners, whose location is deeply protected inside, ready to provide fire support and cover for the perimeter at any moment."

"But what if the machine gunners suddenly turn traitor?"

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The machine gunners gripped their firearms, cautiously scanning the area ahead.

Their mission was to hold this region and then wait for the main forces to arrive, using it as an entry point to spread out and then seize the nearby trenches.

Suddenly, two girls appeared in their field of vision.

Girls definitely shouldn’t be on a battlefield... right? Who says so?

There were two girls here, and that was normal. They were supposed to be there, their presence rational and natural. They shouldn’t be concerned with them, just as one doesn’t need to constantly be aware of the air flow around them—it wasn’t something to fuss over, just concentrate on the task at hand.

As their gazes met, the machine gunners suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of sleepiness. The speed of the Mind Control transmitted through eye contact was quite rapid, and since these machine gunners were ordinary people without Spirituality, they quickly lost the sovereignty of their Mind Bodies.

In the next instant, the machine guns roared to life.

The gunmen ahead were still unaware of what was happening when the torrent of steel bullets swept over all beings who didn’t manage to drop down in time, shattering them gruesomely, a sight too horrendous to bear.

Some who had fallen turned over to try and shoot towards the machine gunners at the back, but lying flat on their backs was not conducive to accurate shooting. Their bullets hit the ground beside the machine guns, while the machine gun’s return fire remained sharp, the rapidly ejected ammo scrubbed the ground back and forth repeatedly, and soon there was no one left moving.

After cleaning up the scene, the two machine gunners looked at each other blankly, drew their handguns from their waists, and aimed at each other’s heads.

Bang!

The bodies fell, the target area was completely purged.

"It’s unbelievable," Thira mused, looking at the trenches strewn with corpses, clicking her tongue in wonder, "Mind Power really is wicked."

"Want to try joining our Mind Reading Club?" Medea’s lips curled up.

"Probably not," Thira shook her head, "I don’t think there is a bloodline that contains both ’Mind’ and ’Storm’, ’Thunder’ at the same time. Aske, do we stay here and wait for reinforcements from Alfred, or?"

"Destroy it," Aske said, "Innsbruck currently doesn’t have spare forces, so blow up this trench to prevent further enemy infiltration from here."

"Oh." So Thira began casting her spell.

Gravity Tear Technique used high-frequency, rapidly changing gravity to destroy the internal structure of buildings, colloquially known by players as the "Earth Escape Demolition Technique."

Soon, the trench completely collapsed, burying the bodies along with the firearms underneath.

"But this won’t work, will it?" Thira asked curiously, "Even if we destroy this trench, enemies can still enter this area, right?"

"Correct," Aske said, "The function of a trench is to provide a relatively safe place to avoid bullets fired from outside of it, under the assumption that the enemy is on the outside."

"Since Innsbruck’s forces can’t hold this position, we’ll need to destroy half of the trenches in Zone C3 to prevent the enemy from using them to infiltrate the other areas."

"Alright," Thira replied.

With that, everyone headed back the way they came, with Thira bringing up the rear, her hands weaving back and forth casting spells, using gravity to pull down the trench walls on either side.

Suddenly, Aske used Instant Step to dart to the back, grabbed Thira’s clothes with his left hand, lifting her from behind the waist and throwing her forward while his right hand drew his longsword at high speed, slashing like a storm to deflect all incoming bullets.

Eleanor caught the thrown Thira, peering ahead through her visual goggles. On the screen of her helmet, a group of odd, gun-toting figures appeared.

They looked like robots, with heads, arms, and fingers made of streamlined metal exposed outside their armor, and the firearms they carried had a high-tech design, starkly different from the rustic standard-issue Divine Luo assault rifles, but somewhat resembling the sniper rifle Miel held.

"Is that..."

"The Angel Army’s Nislock Tactical Assault Squad under Church Court jurisdiction," Aske, holding his longsword, looked unusually serious, his expression somewhat somber, "Be cautious, this enemy is different from the usual ones, they’re the troublesome type."

"Everyone, focus and get ready to fight. Especially you, Nora, keep up with healing on the spot, got it?"

"Ah!" Nora, not expecting to be called out, immediately responded with a pressurized tone, "Yes!"

The mechanical forces opposite them didn’t immediately launch an attack. The red light in their camera-like eyes flickered, silently capturing images of the people ahead.

In the Church Intelligence Bureau’s BI Monitoring Room, far south in Solomon City,

"Thread alarm!" one of the priests, eyes glued to the screen, suddenly exclaimed, "Raphael has detected a special signal of Chaos! Encluid unstable level, with a priority of R4!"

Instantly, the entire room erupted into activity as countless priests stopped what they were doing to rush to the front of the big screen for confirmation. The head of the monitoring group hurriedly messaged the Holy See, his fingers trembling slightly as they pressed the keys.

Since the birth of the super-intelligence Raphael, the majority of its processing resources have been monitoring and managing the flow of information across the entire continent, through the military surveillance satellites "All-Sight" orbiting the planet and the stationed Temple Knights and other networked forces around the nations.

While most humans lived under Raphael’s round-the-clock surveillance, they did not consume much of the supercomputer’s processing resources.

Because they were inconsequential.

Only certain individuals with special statuses, who might influence the future of the continent, were monitored by Raphael. Typically, these individuals were nobility or high-level demigods of various countries.

Thus, normally, only during changes in national leadership or when High Rank Transcendents advanced, new targets would be added to Raphael’s monitoring queue, triggering alarms to the Church Court.

Now, with the Magic Tide Level limit at Lv.10, advancement of High Rank Transcendents was impossible, and recently there had been no news of any new significant figures rising in the political world of the nations.

And an R4 alert level, that was terrifying... The last time an R4 alert had been issued, it was during the disturbance of the Thirteen Families in Solomon City, which nearly destroyed the entire Church Court.

The priests watched the surveillance screens intently, swiftly opening visual windows.

The face of a young man appeared on the screen.

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