"No!!!"
At this time, the Innsmouth man who led the EOD took the lead and broke through the wall of the barracks with his own body.
Although the pain of the wooden thorns piercing his body was very severe, it was far less shocking than the scene before him.
The more than 300 red-haired women of Irish descent who were supposed to be in the barracks were nowhere to be seen. There were only quilts and clothes scattered on the ground.
He couldn't believe what he saw. It was completely different from the information conveyed by the spy.
How could more than 300 people disappear right under our noses? !
At this time, the members of the Investigation Bureau were standing in the middle of the barracks, watching the uninvited guests who broke into the barracks.
Rhodes held the flintlock high in his hand, aimed at the man's forehead, and smiled at the uninvited guest who broke in violently.
"Congratulations, you won the prize."
Rhodes pulled the trigger in his hand, and the shot hit the Innsmouth man accurately between the eyebrows.
The bullet spun in the air, bringing out a trail of red and white smelly liquid.
The dying astonishment of the Innsmouth man still lingered on his face.
"Brothers, it's time to harvest."
Ross pretended to blow away the non-existent smoke from the muzzle of the flintlock rifle, tugged at his red hair in a conceited manner, and then winked at Louisa.
"How about it, am I handsome?"
"Not bad, but before you show off, can you please take a look at the other enemies in front of you?"
Louisa rolled her eyes, pulled the longbow behind her and shot an arrow, which directly hit the EOD remnants who were running towards the barracks.
The Pigman, who was as fat as a meatball, moved his two thick legs and used his arms to hold down another equally strong Innsmouth man.
"Want to wrestle with me? That's exactly what I'm thinking!"
Pigman was still biting a small piece of pickled beef jerky in his mouth, and his unclear words looked a little funny.
His face was chubby, making one wonder if his eyes were covered by the fat and he couldn't see the enemy in front of him clearly, but astonishing power burst out from his body.
Pure force of flesh and muscle sparred between the Innsmouth man and the Pigman, but the Pigman had the upper hand.
Even though the Innsmouth man had strong muscles, Pigman's huge weight was an insurmountable obstacle for him.
The man from Innsmouth clenched his teeth, and the muscles in his arms were tense. The blue veins from the excessive exertion were exposed in front of people like a python lurking in the woods.
His face turned red and he held his breath, and at the moment he let out the air, two cracking sounds came from the palms of his hands.
The bones in both of his hands were broken by Pigman, who just watched the Innsmouth man screaming in pain calmly.
Pigman tapped his teeth hard a few times, and a few creaking sounds were heard.
He chewed the tough salted beef jerky and swallowed it.
"Hurry up and finish the fight so I can go get some midnight snack."
Pigman took out a pair of brass knuckles from his pocket that he had taken from the Sheriff's Bureau last time, slowly put them on the second joint of his right hand, and clenched his fist tightly.
Seeing this, the people of Innsmouth immediately prepared to turn around and flee. It was absolutely unwise to fight such a monster in close combat when their hands were useless.
Pigman stretched out his left hand, grabbed the Innsmouth man's shoulder, and pulled him back hard, causing the Innsmouth man to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
"Hey, hey. It might hurt a little."
The fat on Pigman's face forced out an ugly smile.
The Innsmouth man's eyes were filled with panic, and he shouted,
"No, no, no! Don't hit me! I surrender!"
Pigman suddenly rode on the Man from Innsmouth with his body, swung his right hand with metal brass knuckles, and punched the Man from Innsmouth solidly in the face.
When the metal brass knuckles came into contact with the Innsmouth man's face, they took away a large piece of skin, and the Innsmouth man's face was immediately covered in blood.
"Don't be too harsh, leave some tongue."
Rhodes patted Pigman who was about to throw a second punch and said.
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! I'll tell you everything you want to know!"
The Innsmouth people who were completely defeated by Pigman had tears and snot all over their faces and cried loudly.
"Bah, wimp!"
Pigman spat in the Innsmouth man's face, then moved away and stood up.
"Those who betray the Holy Light will be hunted by angels.
Angels carrying divine light bind the fleeing enemies.
Truth. Binding. "
Reiner, who was controlling the surveillance light screen in the sky, took the time to turn around and cast a control spell on the Innsmouth man who had lost his will to fight.
A hot circle of light appeared on the ground around the Innsmouth man, covering his body. As long as he made any big movement, he would be attacked by the spell.
“It’s time to wrap up.”
Bismarck in the tent looked at the light curtain and spoke softly.
After suffering several consecutive attacks, the EOD was completely defeated, and the knights led by the Templar Harvey charged at them.
The sharp spears easily penetrated the bodies of the EOD members. The holy flames attached to the spear tips burned their wounds, making them difficult to heal.
It is inevitable that the EOD members all have some alienated characteristics, and the power of this holy flame spreads in their bodies like poison.
The knights, who were experienced in combat, mercilessly killed the enemies who resisted before them one by one.
The last firework rose into the sky and exploded, creating a beautiful rainbow in the sky.
The last enemy fell down with a scream, and the blood of the EOD members flowed all over the ground.
This was a complete victory for the Investigation Bureau and the official authorities, which crushed the EOD mob in both intelligence and combat power.
Despite this, Bismarck remained worried.
This battle is just a game of bait and switch, and the real threat will happen tonight.
"Feast, feast, where is it
What does it symbolize?"
Bismarck murmured to himself.
——
"These idiots rushed into the obvious trap. We won too easily."
Louisa collected the arrows that could be used again from the corpses one by one and said to Ross.
"It's mainly because Lord Bismarck's strategy is too good, even a little sinister."
Ross was beside Louisa, helping her collect the arrows one by one.
"Yeah, who would have thought that those teams that seemed to be on patrol were actually transferring those women?"
Louisa exclaimed,
"This strategy is so brilliant that the man from Innsmouth who was shot couldn't believe that his intelligence had made such a fatal mistake before he died."
"I can only say that Lord Bismarck is very shrewd and had long anticipated that there were enemy spies in the army, which is why he allowed us to take them away privately."
Rhodes looked up and looked at the retreating troops on both sides of the valley.
“I even suspect that Bismarck chose this place because he considered the possibility of an enemy attack.
Look at the terrain here. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The only way in is through the valley, but the view from the valley is limited.
If the enemy has no aerial vision, they will fall into a trap.
If it is really as I said, then Mr. Bismarck's wisdom is terrible."
Ross said with emotion.
"The fact that you can see the advantage of terrain proves that you are pretty good, Ross.
If I were Pigman, I would only think of pork belly when I saw this valley!"
Louisa laughed and teased the Pigman who was napping in the distance.
"By the way, this red hair really suits you."
Ross said this for no reason after hearing this.
Louisa was slightly stunned and shook her head gently.
She bent down and pulled out the arrow from the corpse, and scarlet blood spurted out from the wound.
"Blood is not what I like."
Louisa said faintly.
"Ah? What did you say?"
Ross didn't hear clearly what Louisa just said softly, so he asked like a fool.
"Nothing! Help me now! These arrows are expensive!"
"Oh."
Pigman opened his eyes a little, squinted and said softly,
"The young couple is arguing again."
Then he continued to lean against the rock and made a series of snoring sounds.
After a while, Louisa walked up to Pigman and kicked him lightly with the tip of her leather boots.
"Let's go, Reiner has already gone back. If you don't get up, we'll just go back first, okay?"
Pigman opened his eyes and stretched.
The bodies in the valley had been dealt with by the soldiers of the Third Army, and Louisa, with the clumsy assistance of Ross, collected the arrows that could still be used and put them into the quiver.
"Can I have a midnight snack?"
Pigman asked innocently, not caring about the dirt on his body.
"Lord Bismarck will definitely make sure you have enough to eat when we get back. If you don't keep up with the midnight snack, I'll eat it all, okay?"
Louisa skipped away slowly, and Ross followed closely beside her.
"Heh, I'm full of dog food."
Pigman muttered, and then he moved his fat legs to chase after the two men.
——
"Miss Veronica, it seems you are taking good care of the mansion."
Baird returned to Eugene's house and spoke to Veronica while looking around.
Veronica was wearing an exquisitely made low-cut long dress today. The emerald green skirt with white edges looked very beautiful.
The emerald green of the skirt creates a color difference, making Veronica's neck look even whiter, not to mention the beautiful scenery on her chest.
"Dusk, I guess we don't have to pretend anymore, right?"
Veronica sat on the sofa and slowly applied layer upon layer of beautiful nail polish to her nails.
"What is dusk? Baird, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Baird turned around, straightened his butler uniform with both hands, and looked directly at Veronica and asked.
"Hey, do you want to take a look at the information on the table first?"
Veronica lazily stretched out her right hand and gently blew on the nail polish that had not yet dried.
"Miss Veronica, I think you have misunderstood something?"
Baird narrowed his eyes, but still spoke respectfully.
"Don't be nervous, we are all in this together.
If you wanted to attack me, you would have done it a long time ago, right
vice versa."
Veronica put her hands on her knees and turned her body sideways to reveal a beautiful curve.
Baird took a quick step forward and grabbed Veronica's neck with his white-gloved left hand.
Veronica's face changed drastically when she saw this. She was helpless because Baird was extremely fast and she was not good at close combat so she suffered a loss.
"The...Secret...Investigation...Bureau..."
Veronica spoke with difficulty as Baird grabbed her snow-white neck.
Baird's eyes widened when he heard this, then he loosened his tightly held hands and bowed to Veronica.
"Baird is very sorry for offending Miss Veronica."
"Ahem, if you hadn't let go just now, you would have been the one to die."
Veronica rubbed her neck and showed her nails to Baird.
"This is a mixture of poisons, including wolfsbane, horsetail, and nettle. If they scratch your skin, you will die within five seconds."
Baird was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed.
“Haha, it only takes me a second to break your neck.
With a snap, Miss Veronica passed away."
Veronica waved her hand.
"Alright, alright, I told you we are on the same side, stop wasting time.
Let's take a look at the intelligence. I need your assistance."
"Ms. Veronica, even though you know my identity as Huang Hun, it doesn't mean I will help you.
I work directly for Lord Bismarck, do you understand?"
Baird sat opposite Veronica and crossed his legs.
“I can find out, so of course I know.
Otherwise why would I confront you
Let’s look at the intelligence.”
Veronica rolled her eyes and pointed to the letter on the table.
“I finally reestablished contact with the investigation bureau and found out who you are.
If you didn’t have real ability, I wouldn’t look for you.”
"From what Miss Veronica said, there has been no contact with the Bureau of Investigation for some time?"
Baird answered as he opened the envelope.
"Yes, a heartless man, he went on a mission by himself and didn't even remember to leave me a message."
Veronica tightened the venomous nail polish she used for self-defense and complained quietly like a nagging woman.
Baird raised his head and glanced at Veronica at this moment, then laughed.
"It seems Master Eugene has no hope."
Baird opened the letter, which contained a series of intelligence about EOD, including their activity locations, activity cycles and frequencies, as well as some issues regarding missing persons.
Baird had also noticed the EOD charity organization, but he thought it was just a joke. He didn't expect that EOD's infiltration into the Mooney black market had become so serious.
"Where did you get this information?"
Baird said this with a serious expression, even abandoning the honorifics that were always on his lips.
“Ms. Pollitt is dead.
She committed suicide by jumping into the river, but the police found her son's body torn into pieces in her home."
Veronica said with a sigh.
"I was wondering why I couldn't see Ms. Pollitt, who worked the hardest, what a shame, but what does this have to do with EOD?"
Baird asked doubtfully.
"Ms. Pollitt introduced me to the EOD the day before the incident.
She was very panicked at the time. I think the EOD people threatened her with her son, so she was so panicked. "
Veronica recalled Mrs. Pollitt's panic at that time and spoke slowly.
"Someone from EOD came to visit us?"
"They want to gain the support of the Einstar family, which means that we have been targeted."
The two looked at each other and fell into a brief silence.
Both of them were motivated by the desire to protect the Einstar family. Although they served slightly different forces, their goals were the same.
At this time, the two must stand on the same front to ensure the safety of the Einstar family.
"Then I think we are in big trouble."