At the same time.
In the western part of Russia, on a snowy field not far from the territory of the League of Independent States of Elizarina, the blizzard has stopped.
The white snow covered the area in the field of vision, making the temperature still look very low, and it felt like a breath would be frozen into ice water, quite cold.
At this time, a rather loud sound rang.
It is a noise like a car engine.
It's loud, it doesn't even sound like an ordinary manned car, but a large truck.
On the white snowy field, a convoy of several large vehicles is moving, and important parts of the vehicles are reinforced with heavy metal, giving people a strong military intent.
That's not surprising.
Now that the war is in progress, it is not unusual for something like this to appear in Russia's territory.
However, in the front and rear of this convoy, there are suspicious things on both sides.
It is a horse-drawn carriage with two heads.
Moreover, the horse is not a living horse, but a mechanical horse made of silver metal.
It is not a type of horse wearing armor or the like, but a horse made entirely of metal.
As for the carriage, it did not use wood or fabric, and it was also wrapped in a heavy shell like Western armor.
If the people on the magic side were here, they would definitely be able to recognize the origin of the carriage.
-"Srepnia".
It was the gray war horse riding on Odin, the father of the gods in Norse mythology.
A war horse has eight legs. Legend has it that it can run faster than the wind, and can even gallop in the air, on the ground, and even in hell. Whenever there is war, the main god Odin will wear a eagle helmet and ride on this eight-legged gray BMW Play.
The nature here is not the legendary Srepnia, but the spiritual outfit of Russian adultism created by imitating his mythology.
The main purpose of this kind of smart equipment is as a means of movement, which can be loaded with different parts according to different purposes.
For example, if you want to walk on the water, you would install a foot for this purpose.
For another example, if you want to walk on the mud, you will install parts that also have this effect.
Naturally, there are also parts that can walk in the snow.
Now, the one who is running on the snowy field is Srepnia with snow-dedicated feet.
At this time, a total of four Srepnia escorted the convoy and drove to the other side of the snowy field.
Among them, a Srepniyari, the team leader is here.
The name of the team leader is Brancia-P-Alheinsk, and he is a magician of Russian adult education.
Sitting in a carriage covered with silver metal plates like armor, like a dumpling worm, Brancia looked out from the only gap in the carriage where the outside could be seen.
It's just that Brancia is not looking at the ground, but the sky.
There, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang.
"call out!"
Under the piercing scream, a large bomber flew past like it tore the sky at an alarming speed.
Staring at the bomber that soon disappeared, Brancia gritted his teeth bitterly.
At the same time, in the carriage, a communication spirit also rang, and the voices of the companions traveling with Brancia were heard.
"That's the bomber made by Academy City, right?"
"I heard that the speed can exceed 7,000 kilometers per hour."
"Even the missile can't catch up, right?"
"The theory of air combat can't be applied to such a monster at all."
"Hateful academy city."
The magicians of Russian adult education all uttered the same resentful voice one by one.
It's not that Brancia couldn't understand their feelings.
Because he also felt very hateful.
"If it weren't for that kind of iron block, the fortress base of Academy City would not be built on the territory of our country unscrupulously. There is really no one..."
Brancia said in a low voice.
But in fact, they should be thankful that the bombers are now only used to transport materials.
If the bomber played its original role, it should have dropped bombs in the air, turning everything it passed into a sea of flames.
The reason why it hasn't become like that is just because of moralism.
If you indiscriminately drop bombs on a country's territory and burn innocent people to death, you will be criticized no matter what.
Although the Russian side unscrupulously launched the intercontinental missile directly, the Academy City seems to have spare time to consider social moral issues, as if it is telling Russia that they are more than enough, and they have to feel hateful.
However, Brancia still suppressed his emotions.
"Forget that, let's focus on the completion of the task."
As a magician of Russian adult education, Branxia and his party are performing an unseen mission.
"In order to attack the League of Independent States of Elizarina, we must also build a frontline base in this area, and our task is to send away all the people who live there."
Brancia said so, but his colleagues laughed cruelly.
"Know that."
"It has to be sent to a compulsory shelter for political prisoners, right?"
"After all, we are forcibly depriving people of shelter."
"You can't let these people return to society."
The magicians then spoke inexplicably unreasonable words.
But this is the fact.
In order to attack the League of Independent States of Elizarina, the Russian side did not hesitate to forcibly expel all the residents of the surrounding villages, occupying land and enclosing the village, and building a frontline base there.
As for the villagers who were forcibly evicted by the government, Russia obviously did not take their lives as a matter.
Compulsory shelter for political prisoners.
Being sent to such a place, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out for a lifetime, right
Now, Russian adult magicians are escorting these innocent villagers and sending them to the entrance of hell.
"Obviously we are magicians, what we should do is not this kind of rough work..."
Brancia couldn't help muttering like this.
Send innocent villagers to a concentration camp for political prisoners, and call such work a cold-blooded magician of "rough work".
This is the true face of the magician here.
Therefore, their disaster came.
"Ok?"
At this moment, Brancia noticed.
In front of the running convoy, a figure stood on the snow, facing them.
The opponent was wearing thin clothes that made people wonder if it would freeze to death at any time, and he was wearing a pure white sword around his waist.
In a short moment, Brancia met his eyes.
It was a pair of calm eyes like a quiet lake.
But that kind of calm made Brancia's back freeze completely stiff.
"Da..."
It was so slight that it was impossible to hear, but an incredible sound coming into the ear rang.
That was the movement aroused by the opponent putting his hand on the handle of Ling Dao.
"not good!"
Brancia's face changed abruptly.
Soon...
"choke!"
The icy light of the knife swept across the sky.