Chapter 388 The War Begins

Asahara Naruko was ready.

After a night of treatment and rest, her fever subsided and her strength was mostly restored. At this moment, she was lying on the roof of a bungalow in the north, holding a Type 26 sniper rifle in her hand. Zhou Zhize squatted beside her to provide her with vigilance.

The slowly moving crowd was less than 400 meters away from here. Even without a scope, Asahara Naruko could clearly see the gunmen mixed in with the residents. Their attention was completely attracted by the quiet beach, and they didn't expect the traps set on the side at all. Or in other words, the "two wings" in their cognition were just a street and two strings of bungalows. As for 400 meters away... it was hard to say whether the bullet could fly so far, let alone effective shooting.

But for Asahara Naruko, this distance was only slightly farther than face to face.

She was not a professional sniper, but she happened to have learned shooting and archery for a few years. After aiming the crosshairs at an unmanned target on the side, she steadily pulled the trigger.

The gun body trembled slightly.

The bullet passed through the silencer, flew over five streets, and accurately penetrated the left ear of a gangster, and then went out from the right neck and hit the sand at his feet. The latter fell to the ground like a log without making a sound, and blood gushed out, dyeing the surrounding ground red in a few seconds.

Except for the people who were pushed behind him, no one in the group even noticed that there was a reduction in the team.

Asahara Naruko loaded the gun, aimed, and continued to shoot.

When the blood of the third person splashed into the air, a gangster finally realized that something was wrong.

"Damn, we were ambushed!"

"Where did they shoot from?"

Some people subconsciously took two steps back and completely overlapped themselves with the "meat shield", as if they could get safety in this way, but from Naruko's perspective, the gangsters were separated from ordinary residents. In addition, they were driving hundreds of locals, and their moving speed was less than one meter per second. Under the aiming of a sniper rifle, they were not much different from static targets.

In three minutes, Asahara Naruko fired thirty bullets, and each bullet could kill a gangster. Even the locals who were forced to be tied up were dumbfounded. They watched the enemies around them being killed one by one, and they were clearly close to them, but they did not suffer any accidental injuries. What's more exaggerated is that they didn't hear any gunshots from beginning to end. The beach not far away was still calm, and not even a single figure could be seen.

The gangsters finally couldn't hold it anymore. Even though they were scattered in the crowd and couldn't see the specific casualties, it was an indisputable fact that there were fewer and fewer companions within the naked eye. When another blood flower rushed into the air, this ghostly attack completely destroyed their will.

"There's a ghost!"

"Old, I'm not going to do it anymore!"

The surviving thugs dropped their guns and turned to flee - even if they would be severely punished by the governor if they fled back, it would be better than losing their lives in a muddle.

"This is really... God!" Portland was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The other workers and fighters were also amazed.

They did nothing, but the enemies fell one by one, leaving a bunch of civilians behind. Isn't this a miracle? ?

"You expected this?" He looked at Zhang Zhiyuan excitedly.

The latter nodded and replied modestly, "The Lord of Paradise is watching us. He will not let his believers fall into a dilemma."

"The gods are too great!"

"Praise Paradise!"

Everyone praised excitedly.

"Don't celebrate too early, this is just the first wave of the enemy's attack!" Zhang Zhiyuan said hurriedly, "While they are retreating, let's quickly take these residents back... I hope the food collected in the camp is enough."

...

At this moment, Elodie also found Vanrick Fishers who was busy at the bottom of the cave.

He was directing the fishermen to pack up the previous spoils - more than ten barrels of fresh fish just caught.

"Leave one barrel for dinner today, cut the rest, put half in the salt pond, and take the other half out for smoking!" The old man, who was nearly sixty years old, changed into a waterproof leather jacket, and there was no fatigue in his voice. The people around him were also happy to follow his arrangements, and the work of clearing the nets and killing the fish was carried out in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Vanrick," Elodie called him, "I want to talk to you alone."

"Ah... Your Excellency the Envoy of God, please wait." He took out the towel from his waist, wiped his hands full of fishy smell, and then led her to a decapitation cave, "What's wrong, is the situation outside not favorable to us?"

His expression looked a little worried, not like a disguise.

"No, the plan is going well. The defense line on the beach made them dare not move rashly, and the first wave of offensive has been repelled." Through the message transmission of Chaoyang, the angel can understand the situation outside in real time, "I want to find you to understand some local issues."

"Please ask."

"By the way, is this your thing?" Elodie pretended to remember something suddenly, took out the magic hourglass from her waist bag and handed it to the other party - it was a little different from the style made by Kokomochi herself, the two ends of the funnel were more delicate, and showed a golden luster, and it was a device that only nobles could afford. "Your name is on the base."

Vanrick took the hourglass with some surprise, "No, I don't have such an object. Where did you find it?"

"It was found on the execution platform by a believer of Paradise. At that time, the nobles and merchants fled very quickly, and they didn't have time to take many of their belongings. This was in one of the bags... I thought they had snatched it from you."

"It is indeed my name, but I don't have such a fine instrument at home." Van Ric checked it and shook his head with a smile, and handed the hourglass back, "Maybe there was a mistake."

"In that case, then you can use it, it's useless for me to have it." Elodie waved her hand, "The sun can't be seen at the bottom of the cave, and it's good to have more things that can tell time."

"...You make sense." Van Ric raised his eyebrows, but didn't care about it anymore.

Tables and cabinets in the cave are obviously rare, and he has no place to put the hourglass, so he just holds it in his hand-this is exactly what the angel wants to see, "Since your family came here a long time ago, how did the Chamber of Commerce and the Mafia become the main forces in the Acropolis?"

She began to ask questions step by step, starting with the contradictions in the Acropolis, and gradually leading to Van Ric's life experience. During this process, she kept staring at the hourglass in the other person's hand. According to Chaoyang, if Vanrick lied, the flow rate of the hourglass would suddenly increase.

Vanrick Yus answered in great detail, and almost no question required too much thought. When talking about the Yus family, a trace of sadness appeared on his face, but he still cooperated to answer, and the sand fell steadily.

"At least he is not replaced by someone." Elodie said in her heart, "This person is indeed the boss of the fishing family in everyone's mouth, and he has a blood feud with the company. But if you say that it was because of his resistance that the fishermen and the Phlogiston Company broke out in a formal conflict, which eventually led to the bloodshed of the Acropolis and the attraction of cult forces... This also makes sense. It can be seen that he really wants those murderers to pay with blood."

"Indeed." Chaoyang agreed, "Finally, ask him about the massacre of his family... Ask him what he would do if it was not ordered by the Death Gun Sieglin."