Chapter 326 Obstacles

The next morning.

Jilan and two other groups of gravediggers left the underground miasma shelter in the western military district of the town and drove to the Blood Harbor.

After nearly 20 minutes of driving, the vehicle slowly drove into the northern area, close to the port dock.

Jilan sat in the co-pilot seat, looked up, and saw a scarlet harbor from the window.

Under the gloomy sky, the sea of ​​blood appeared dark red, which was quite disturbing.

There was no one on the shore, only some empty piers and some damaged but unattended small fishing boats.

Several huge metal cranes were stained with blood from the towing of the red whale in the past, and they have not been washed clean yet, showing patches of black spots.

As a gust of wind blew, the heavy crane arm was blown, making a creaking and harsh sound.

A pungent fishy smell penetrated Jilan's nasal cavity through the car window glass, making him frown slightly.

Not long after.

Nine military black pickup trucks stopped at the dock, and Gilan and others got off the trucks one after another.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre was accompanied by two teams of fifty soldiers, all fully armed, wearing helmets and uniforms, and carrying guns. They wore anti-miasma masks on their faces, and took an anti-miasma medicine before leaving to fight against high concentrations of miasma.

"Ms. Theresa, everyone, please follow me."

Lieutenant Colonel Torre raised his hand and gestured to everyone to go to the dock on the side of the dock.

"The requisitioned medium-sized whaling ship is temporarily parked in the Blood Harbor Dock."

"Yes." Ms. Theresa nodded.

She glanced back at Maiev, who was still sitting in the car, and the latter smiled and responded with a gesture.

On the pickup truck driven by Maiev were the twelve "D1" whale oil batteries that she and Gilan found at the McMillan Energy Plant.

The black pickup truck followed everyone all the way to the dock gate.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre took out a walkie-talkie from his chest and said:

"Team Seven, report the situation."

After a rustling sound, the walkie-talkie was followed by a soldier's muffled voice:

"Everything is fine, sir."

"Very good." Lieutenant Colonel Torre said, and put the walkie-talkie back into his chest pocket.

He led the way into the dock gate, and everyone followed him and arrived inside.

However, the huge factory building was empty.

"Something is wrong..." Lieutenant Colonel Torre's face changed, and he raised his arm and gestured.

Swish!

The accompanying soldiers immediately raised their guns and alerted the surroundings.

"Where are the soldiers stationed here?"

The Lieutenant Colonel turned his head and questioned the adjutant.

The latter was startled and said quickly:

"Sir, I contacted the Seventh Squad when I came here, everything is normal... And, didn't you ask by radio just now?"

Hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Torre took out the walkie-talkie again, pressed the red button, and said in a deep voice:

"Seventh Squad, report the situation again."

Squeak...

The soldier's voice came:

"Everything is normal, sir."

The tone and speed of speech were almost exactly the same as before.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre suddenly felt something strange. He was silent for a few seconds and asked again:

"Report your identity number, soldier."

"Everything is normal, sir."

Instantly, Lieutenant Colonel Torre and the adjutant beside him all changed their faces slightly.

Ms. Theresa frowned slightly.

And gravediggers such as Renault, Mugur and Kaya also looked at each other and their eyes condensed.

The "soldier" on the other side of the radio obviously has a problem!

"Go in and have a look!"

Lieutenant Colonel Torre waved his hand and shouted.

The soldiers rushed forward in an orderly manner, holding their guns and taking heavy steps.

The sound of footsteps suddenly rose, followed by a bang, and the leading lieutenant kicked open the big iron door and led the team in.

A smell of blood hit my nose.

"Damn it!" The adjutant saw the scene inside the factory and couldn't help but curse in a low voice. "All the members of the seventh team were killed!"

Lieutenant Colonel Torre and Ms. Theresa walked in front, and Gillan followed the other gravediggers in.

What came into view were the broken limbs and blood stains on the walls and the ground.

The dozen soldiers who were originally stationed here were all confirmed dead. And one of the soldiers was sitting in the corner, with a walkie-talkie in his chest pocket, flashing green light.

A white "thin snake" emerged from his left eye socket, opening and closing its mouth towards the intercom, spitting out its tongue and speaking in a human voice:

"Everything is normal, sir."

This voice was exactly the same as the man wearing a miasma mask, and there was no way to tell the difference.

It made everyone present go shivering.

"What is this?!"

Lieutenant Colonel Torre stared at the soldier's corpse, the white snake that emerged from his eye socket, his pupils trembling.

The soldiers around him held their guns and aimed at this strange creature that spoke human words.

Jilan recognized this thing as the "Autumn Sorrow Parasite".

Bang!

Ms. Theresa took a step forward, and with lightning speed, she grabbed the white snake's thin neck accurately and pulled it out of the soldier's eye socket.

Sizzle --

The tail of the white snake turned out to be blood vessels and nerve tissues like roots. Once Theresa forcibly pulled it out, blood splashed everywhere. In a few seconds, it lost its vitality and collapsed like mud.

Ms. Theresa packed the body of the white snake in a box and handed it to Renault, as if she was going to take it back for research.

"This is an ancient parasite."

Then she turned her head and said to Lieutenant Colonel Torre.

"During my investigation, I found that the Blood Harbor Gang was secretly studying this parasite... Perhaps the soldiers responsible for guarding the dock were killed by them."

"They don't take our military seriously at all!"

Lieutenant Colonel Torre seemed to know what the Blood Harbor Gang did, and his face was ugly.

Theresa was expressionless and pointed to one side.

"The Blood Harbor Gang is deliberately obstructing our actions."

Everyone turned their heads to look in the direction of the lady's finger.

In the empty square pit, a medium-sized whaling ship hung by a crane was seen in tatters, and the hull was severely damaged.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre ordered several soldiers to jump onto the ship for inspection.

After a while, the soldiers came to report.

"Report to the commander, the engine of this medium-sized whaling ship was damaged by external forces and can no longer be started normally."

"Damn..."

Lieutenant Colonel Torre looked ugly.

And the second group of gravediggers also frowned.

The whaling ship they had finally found was destroyed, and even if they collected whale oil batteries, it would be useless.

This mission was stuck here.

"Does your military still have ships? Send one to escort us out."

Ms. Theresa said lightly.

"I'm really sorry, ma'am."

Lieutenant Colonel Torre said in a deep voice.

"The whale oil batteries used by military ships are special models, but the McMillan Energy Plant has stopped working and cut off the supply. And our backup energy has been consumed, causing the military to have long lost control of the sea near Blood Harbor."

Looking at Ms. Theresa's gloomy expression, he quickly added:

"There should be many small fishing boats on the parliament side, and we can ask them for help. Although small fishing boats cannot sail far, a journey of more than 100 nautical miles will not be a problem as long as some 'C3 type' batteries are stored on board."

"Yeah." Ms. Theresa responded indifferently. "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, please notify the local parliament and ask them to send someone to contact us, the sooner the better, we don't have time to waste."

"Okay, ma'am."

Lieutenant Colonel Torre took a deep breath and signaled to the adjutant. The latter quickly took out the radio and sent a message to the underground miasma shelter.

About an hour later.

Two cars drove to the door of the dock.

Eight people came down from above.

They were all dressed in suits and wearing anti-miasma masks, and they were obviously officials.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, Ms. Theresa, I am Royce, a council member of the Shenqiu Town Council. This is my secretary and clerk."

The middle-aged man in the lead walked forward with a smile on his face.

"I hurried over after receiving the notice... I heard that you need small fishing boats. After the miasma outbreak, the council just collected a batch and temporarily parked them in the Blood Harbor Shipyard."

"It's just that in order to maintain the energy expenditure of the underground miasma shelter during this period, the whale oil batteries are really tight."

Royce said in embarrassment.

Kaya stepped forward and was about to scold.

Ms. Theresa raised her hand to stop her and said to the council member lightly:

"The Empire Special Operations Department has the highest priority, please cooperate... There is no need to allocate too much energy, just a small fishing boat needs whale oil batteries for round trip."

"This..." Royce hesitated. "Sorry, I may not be able to make the decision. I need to call the parliament to discuss it. After all, energy is too scarce."

"If there is a lack of battery supply, the parliament's underground shelter may not be able to operate. There are nearly a thousand survivors there."

He raised his eyes and found twelve large "D1" whale oil batteries piled in the corner, and his eyes lit up.

"Why don't you give those whale oil batteries to our parliament, and we will exchange them with "C3"... Anyway, small fishing boats can't use them."

Ms. Theresa fell silent.

Although Lieutenant Colonel Torre felt that the parliament was taking advantage of this critical moment and was just asking for trouble, there seemed to be no other way at the moment.

The reason given by the parliament was also very reasonable. It was to protect nearly a thousand survivors, so it was unwilling to give out scarce energy.

"You don't understand what the "Second Level Nightmare Monument" means..."

Ms. Theresa sighed and shook her head.

"Mr. Royce, take these 'D1' whale oil batteries, but please send the 'C3' batteries for the small fishing boats as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your generosity, ma'am."

Royce's face lit up and he said quickly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely deliver the batteries as soon as possible."

As he said that, he waved his hand, and the secretary and several clerks worked together to move the pile of "D1" whale oil batteries to the car.

At this time, Maiwei frowned and walked forward, whispering:

"Ms. Theresa, those are the whale oil batteries we found with great difficulty..."

"The whaling ship has been destroyed, and there is no use keeping them."

Ms. Theresa said with a gloomy face.

"We have only one goal, that is to set sail as soon as possible! We can't delay any longer!"

Gilan stood aside, but remained silent.

He felt that all this was too coincidental.

The medium-sized whaling ship was destroyed overnight, and the people in the parliament borrowed the great cause to divide this batch of "D1" whale oil batteries.

Gilan remembered the information he got from the "Midnight Rose" last night. The Deep Autumn Town Council had already colluded with the Blood Harbor Gang, so the scene in front of him was probably their plan.

"Wait."

He suddenly spoke.

Everyone present was stunned.

The secretary and several clerks who were carrying the batteries stopped, but Congressman Royce waved his hand, signaling them not to worry and continue carrying.

He then turned his head and smiled flatteringly:

"What's wrong, sir?"

"I said stop."

Gillan said coldly with a blank expression.

As he said that, he took out the alchemical revolver "Echo" from his waist and pointed it at the forehead of the middle-aged congressman.

"I count to three, if you don't stop, you will die."

"This..."

Senator Royce looked at the black muzzle in front of him, and his pupils shrank.

He noticed the cold eyes of the blond young man and knew that if he didn't do it, he might really be shot in the head.

"Secretary Fabrique, you stop first!"

Senator Royce shouted hurriedly.

At this time, the few people who were carrying the "D1" whale oil battery stopped their actions and turned their heads to look at this scene, not daring to speak.

Lieutenant Colonel Torre, a group of soldiers, and even gravediggers such as Renault, Mugur and Maiwei, all looked at Gillan silently, not knowing his intentions.

However, under Ms. Theresa's wave of her hand, no one spoke to stop him.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Councillor Royce wiped his sweat and asked in confusion.

Gillan turned his head and said to Lieutenant Colonel Torre:

"Send someone to the Blood Harbor Shipyard to see if what he said is true... I suspect there is no small fishing boat reserve there."

Hearing this, Councillor Royce's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said:

"How is this possible!"

"Shut up." Gillan said coldly. "I now suspect that you have committed treason. Kneel down immediately, otherwise I will shoot you on the spot."

"How dare you treat a councillor like this?!"

Royce felt extremely humiliated and said angrily.

Click.

Gilan did not answer, but silently pulled the hammer.

Royce's heart was beating fast, but he didn't dare to gamble his life. He gritted his teeth, sullenly, and slowly knelt down.

"Lieutenant Colonel Torre?"

Gilan said calmly without turning his head.

"I have evidence that the Deep Autumn Town Council is colluding with the Blood Harbor Gang... Is your military also involved?"

"You are not naive enough to think that if we don't take action, it means that we are incapable of killing all of you, right?"

Hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Torre's expression tightened.

"Mr. Gilan, don't get me wrong!"

He quickly gestured and asked the adjutant to lead a team of soldiers to the Blood Harbor Shipyard on the other side of the dock.

After a while.

The adjutant returned with his men, sweating all over, his face pale, and said uneasily:

"Sir... Sir, there are indeed more than 20 small fishing boats stored at the shipyard."

Everyone's expression eased.

However, the adjutant immediately added:

"But the engines of those fishing boats were all damaged, and none of them could sail normally..."

"What a plan." Ms. Theresa sneered. "They are determined to hinder our actions."

At this time, Gillan suddenly heard a ding.

His spiritual vision opened automatically, and he "saw" a golden exclamation mark appearing above his head.

Even Ms. Theresa, a 4th-level Jiushi, who was standing next to him, did not notice this exclamation mark.

Gillan's eyes moved.

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang! !

Senator Royce, who was kneeling on the ground, was shot in the head on the spot, and blood and bone fragments splattered everywhere.