2033 Prelude to a Riot

at the same time.

In the west of Russia, on the snowy field not far from the territory of the Allied Independent State of Eliza Lina, the blizzard had already stopped.

The white snow covered the area as far as the eye could see, making the temperature still very low, and it felt like it would be frozen into ice water if I blew it casually, which was quite cold.

At this time, a rather loud voice sounded.

It was like the sound of a car engine.

It's so loud, it doesn't even sound like a normal passenger car, but a large truck.

On the white snow field, a convoy of several large vehicles was advancing, and the important parts of the vehicles were reinforced with heavy metal, giving people a strong military intention.

That's not surprising.

Now that the war is going on, it is not uncommon for such things to appear in the territory of Russia.

However, in the front and rear of this convoy, there are suspicious things on both sides.

It was a horse-drawn carriage with two heads.

Moreover, the horse is not a living horse, but a mechanical horse made of silver metal.

It's not the type that wears armor on the horse's body, but a horse made entirely of metal.

As for the carriage, no wood or cloth is used, and it is also wrapped with a thick 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.

——— "Sleipnia".

It was the gray war horse of Odin, the father of the gods in Norse mythology.

The war horse has eight legs. Legend has it that it can run faster than the wind, and can even gallop freely in the air, on the ground, and even in hell. Once there is a war, the main god Odin will wear an eagle helmet and ride on this eight-legged gray BMW. play.

Naturally, what is here is not the legendary Sleipnia, but the spiritual outfit of the Russian Orthodox Church created by imitating its mythology.

The main purpose of this spiritual outfit is as a means of movement, and it can be equipped with different parts according to different purposes.

For example,

If you want to walk on water, you will have feet for that purpose.

For another example, if you want to walk on muddy ground, you will install parts that also have this effect.

Naturally, there are also parts that can walk in the snow.

Now, running on the snowy field is Sleipnia equipped with snow-specific feet.

At this time, a total of four Sleipnias escorted the convoy to the other side of the snow field.

Among them, a Sleipnary, the team leader is here.

The name of the team leader is Brancia-P-Alheinsk, a magician from the Russian Orthodoxy.

Sitting in the carriage covered with armor-like silver metal plate, which looked like a group of worms, Brancia looked out from the only gap in the carriage where he could see the outside.

However, what Branxia looked at was not the ground, but the sky.

There, a sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded.

"call out----!"

Under the ear-piercing scream, a large bomber flew by as if tearing the sky apart at an alarming speed.

Staring at the bomber that soon disappeared, Blanchard gritted his teeth bitterly.

At the same time, in the carriage, a spiritual outfit for communication also rang, and the voices of the companions traveling with Blanchard came out.

"That's the bomber made by Academy City, right?"

"I heard that the speed can exceed 7,000 kilometers per hour."

"Even missiles can't catch up?"

"Air combat theory doesn't apply to such monsters at all."

"Hateful Academy City."

The magicians of the Russian adult religion all made the same resentful voices.

It's not that Brancia can't understand their feelings.

Because, he also felt very hateful.

"If it wasn't for that kind of iron, Academy City's fortress bases wouldn't have been built on our country's territory unscrupulously, really arrogant..."

Branxia said in a low voice.

But in fact, they should be thankful that bombers are only used to transport supplies.

If bombers were to play their original role, it would be to drop bombs in the air, turning everything they passed into a sea of ​​flames.

The reason it didn't turn out that way was just a matter of moralism.

If you indiscriminately bomb a country's territory and burn innocent people to death, you will be criticized no matter what.

Although the Russian side directly launched the intercontinental missile without any scruples, Academy City seems to still have the energy to consider social and moral issues. It seems to be telling Russia that they have more than enough, so it has to be hated.

However, Blanchard still suppressed his emotions.

"Forget about that, let's focus on completing the mission."

As the magicians of the Russian mature religion, Branxia and his party are carrying out shady tasks.

"In order to attack the Elizalina Independent State Alliance, we must also build a front-line base in this area, and our task is to send away all the people living there."

Branxia said so, but his colleagues all laughed cruelly.

"I know I know."

"It has to be sent to a forced shelter for political prisoners, right?"

"After all, we are forcibly depriving people of their shelter."

"These people cannot be allowed to return to society."

The magicians said things that made people feel unreasonable in a nonchalant tone.

But that's what it is.

In order to attack the Eliza Lina Independent State Alliance, the Russian side did not hesitate to forcibly expel all the residents in the surrounding villages, occupying an area of ​​the village, and building a front-line base there.

As for the villagers who were forcibly expelled by the government, Russia obviously did not take their lives seriously.

Compulsory shelter for political prisoners.

If you were sent to such a place, you might not be able to get out for the rest of your life, right?

Now, Russian mature magicians are escorting these innocent villagers and sending them to the entrance of hell.

"Obviously we are magicians, what we should do is not such rough work..."

Blanchard couldn't help muttering like this.

Cold-blooded magicians who send innocent villagers to concentration camps for political prisoners and call such work "rough work".

This is the true face of the magician here.

Therefore, their calamity came.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Branxia noticed.

In front of the running convoy, there was a figure standing on the snow, facing them.

The other party was wearing thin clothes that made one wonder whether he would be frozen to death at any time, and a pure white sword was worn around his waist.

In a short moment, Blanchard met the other party's eyes.

It was a pair of calm eyes like a quiet lake.

But that kind of calm made Branxia's back stiff as if frozen.

"clatter…"

It was so slight that it was impossible to hear it, but an inconceivable sound came into the ears.

That was the movement caused by the other party putting his hand on the handle of Ling Dao.

"not good!"

Blanchard's complexion changed abruptly.

Immediately...

"choke----!"

The icy light of the knife streaked across the sky.