Chapter 78:62. Lost Sparrow Announcement_2
Translator: 549690339
“Right, there’s no need to worry about the battle. Thales’s army on the frontlines is enough.” Sergeant Mars said confidently.
As his voice faded, gunshots erupted from the fortress.
After a short pause, gunfire flourished again along the line.
The combatants of Thales army began to output firepower against the sea of skeletons.
Similarly, using water-cooled light machine guns to sweep the skeleton warriors, their firepower was far beyond Alvin’s army!
Those skeleton warriors were like paper cutouts, falling in swathes, and the entire skeleton sea visibly shrank quickly.
Noland squinted and took a closer look, only to feel his teeth itch.
This Thales army was too rich!
The bullets they used for their machine guns were actually filled with Biochemical Nectar.
The power of these “enchanted” bullets was far beyond the ordinary bullets used by Alvin’s army.
No wonder their shooting against the skeleton sea was as simple as cutting leeks…
“Such luxury…”
Noland lightly clicked his tongue, withdrew his gaze, and assisted Mars in moving the tent.
“By the way, Chief Officer, are the Second Division Intelligence personnel leaving too?”
“Them? We can’t control that. We’re temporarily teamed up with them to deal with the undead because of the order from Intelligence Headquarters. After our combat mission is complete, we’ll be on our way. As for whether the Second Division personnel leave or not, that’s entirely up to them. They may send one of their soldiers to retreat, or send a new investigator over. Anyway, it’s none of our business, and we don’t need to bother with them.”
Mars paused for a while and then speculated:
“But I reckon it’ll take some more time for Division Intelligence Unit Two to arrange for a new investigator. The tomb No.1079 is quite a distance from Legion Fortress. Accounting for the time discrepancy between Pim’s death report and the arrival of a new investigator, it could be at least five or six hours. So the withdrawal of their soldiers should be a high probability event. It’s unlikely they would send a new investigator.”
“Oh, I see…” Noland nodded slowly.
Alvin’s army left.
Lieutenant Grett left too.
Now only the strangers Noland and Mars were left in the vast campsite… along with the ever-hidden Captain Murphy.
The battle on the first underground level ended quickly, and the campsite fell silent amidst intense gunfire.
Lieutenant Sterling Parker brought only one platoon with him this time, but he still effortlessly crushed the sea of skeletons on the first underground level.
He didn’t stop for a moment and led his team to attack underground layer 2 directly.
After the army left, the campsite became quiet, with only guards patrolling back and forth.
Noland lay on the hard bed in his tent, yawned, and closed his eyes for a slumber, using his arm as a pillow.
Mars did the same.
Altogether, the two had fought continuously for nearly eight hours, and it’s indeed time for them to rest.
In his sleep, Noland continued a dream he hadn’t finished.
He dreamt himself wandering in an alien world and catching both a Japanese-style Charming Demon and a Western-style one…
It gave him a headache.
He had limited Energy Points and could only deconstruct one of the Charming Demons.
The two Charming Demons, seductive and enticing, posed a dilemma for him on which to deconstruct.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly realized it!
He was dreaming! Couldn’t he be more daring and keep both?
Noland rubbed his hands together in the dream, a mischievous smile on his face.
He pulled out his Personal Panel with the intention to manually change the number of his energy points to 999,999.
After all, this was his dream, so anything is possible.
But at that moment, the status bar on his Personal Panel caught his attention!
“Perception Obstruction” appeared again on the status bar!
The words “Perception Obstruction” extinguished Noland’s desire to deconstruct the Charming Demon.
He instantly opened his eyes, returning to the silent reality.
“Damn it… It’s not a dream… I can truly call up my Personal Panel in my dreams. This is too magical, right? How is it possible that I can still call up my
Personal Panel in my dreams? And the information and data on the panel are in
sync with reality…”
Noland lay flat on the hard bed board, staring blankly at his panel in front of him.
He really did call up his Personal Panel in his dreams.
But this wasn’t the only bizarre thing.
Even more astonishing to him was that “Perception Obstruction” indeed appeared on his Personal Panel as a negative effect.
He listened carefully to the sounds inside and outside the tent.
Only Mars’s breathing could be heard inside the tent.
Outside the tent was dead silence, as if there were no living creatures at all.
Noland stealthily turned over and sat up without making a sound.
He shook Mars awake, held a finger to his lips, and gestured for him to be quiet.
Mars was awakened from his dream and discerned the person in front of him before picking up the firearms beside him.
“Jarvis… What’s wrong?” Mars saw Noland’s serious expression and asked in a low voice.
“Chief Officer, it’s too quiet outside the tent. Besides, the lights outside are gone.”
Sergeant Mars looked towards the curtain, where there was originally a beam of light entering through the gap.
Now, the beam of light had disappeared.
Even the purified fumes flowing into the room from outside had become much thinner.
“Something is off in the campsite,” Sergeant Mars said as he picked up the gun beside him and got up..
