Chapter 100 The Counterattack Begins (3)

"We have successfully entered the tunnel."

"We too."

Xiahou Tuo and Zhao Shiran's voices rang out from the headsets, and they had obviously successfully found the entrances to the tunnels in Warehouse No. 6 and Warehouse No. 8 and entered them.

"Wait for my instructions."

When Bei Ming Zhiyao finished speaking, she had already brought Su Yian to the crane on the left side of Warehouse No. 7.

Because Warehouse No. 7 had not handled any cargo for half a month, the crane was not working, and there were no workers working around Warehouse No. 7.

Some paint had fallen off the surface of the orange crane, and it looked mottled. Bei Ming Zhiyao raised her wrist to check the time.

At 19:19 in the evening, the sun had completely set, and it was already dark. There was no light on around Warehouse No. 7, and there was no one guarding outside.

"Let's go to the top of the crane."

Because the crane was not working, it was naturally impossible to get to the top in a normal way, but for Magic Style, this was a piece of cake.

Magical light appeared under the feet of Bei Ming Zhiyao and Su Yian, and they easily reached the top of the crane in a few jumps.

The top of the crane was relatively clean, but there was also some dust.

Bei Ming Zhiyao squatted down, put the suitcase down steadily, and then opened it, took out the level 7 magic auxiliary machine [Thunder], and then began to equip the necessary equipment such as night vision goggles.

Taking advantage of this time, Su Yian opened the Elf Eye and looked inside Warehouse No. 7.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, he found that the magicians inside were not weak. Although most of them were intermediate level 2 or intermediate level 3 magicians, the magic power in their bodies was condensed and the purity was also quite high. Obviously, they were not weak among the intermediate magicians.

"A magician from the Truth Church..." Su Yian thought silently, and his sight shifted to see a figure sitting on a chair.

"High-level level 1 magician!" Su Yian's face changed a little. This was a bit unexpected. There was actually a strong man of this level in Warehouse No. 7.

"Hmm?" Su Yian's face changed slightly, and he quickly put away his elf eyes, put his right hand behind his back and quickly activated a magic.

Inside Warehouse No. 7.

Sanmu Junyi opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Su Yian. He just felt a line of sight coming over. Looking through the window of Warehouse No. 7, he found that it was pitch black and there was nothing.

"Is it an illusion..." Sanmu Junyi murmured, and then retracted his sight.

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"It's a close call..." Su Yian said secretly in his heart: "After all, he is a high-level 1st-level magician, and his perception is sharp. Fortunately, he activated the Taoist secret technique [Spirit Son Showing Silence], otherwise he would be exposed."

Beiming Zhiyao was ready at this time. She looked back at Su Yian and saw that his face was not right, so she couldn't help asking: "Are you a little nervous?"

Su Yian continued the topic: "Yes, a little, after all, the opponent is a terrorist organization like the Truth Church."

"Don't worry, I'm here." Beiming Zhiyao smiled and comforted. She brought Su Yian with her and didn't think of letting Su Yian complete the task of an observer.

I just don't want Su Yian to be in danger. Su Yian helped her solve the problems in the academy and told her the details of this operation. His safety must be guaranteed.

Su Yian is only a beginner level 3 magician. He is not very useful in this operation. He just needs to stay here and wait for the operation to end.

"What the president said makes me feel extremely safe." Su Yian said with a smile: "Oh, it's really uncomfortable. I still want to be a flower protector."

"It's okay. With your efforts, you will definitely become stronger in the future." Bei Ming Zhiyao said broadly, and then she climbed down. [Thunder] has been set up, and she began to observe the situation inside Warehouse No. 7 through the night vision sight.

Su Yian half squatted down and looked at Bei Ming Zhiyao's figure. Bei Ming Zhiyao was not wearing a school uniform tonight, but a black casual suit.

Even so, it couldn't block Bei Ming Zhiyao's beautiful figure. Because she was lying down, the casual suit was attached to Bei Ming Zhiyao's back, highlighting her tender waist, which was quite tempting.

Su Yian retracted his gaze, and his heartbeat quickened a little, not because of Bei Ming Zhiyao's beautiful body curve, but because he thought of You Ning.

They really look alike, not only in appearance, but also in body curves. Just looking at the back, Su Yian almost mistook Bei Ming Zhiyao for Mu You Ning.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Yian shook his head: "You Ning is dead, she is not You Ning."

Bei Ming Zhiyao saw the scene inside the warehouse through the sight, but the stacked cargo boxes inside the warehouse became a problem.

"These cargo boxes blocked the view, and only a few people's hiding places could be seen clearly." Bei Ming Zhiyao frowned and said softly.

"President, watch me." Su Yian took out his mobile phone, opened the space window, and started to operate quickly on the virtual keyboard.

Bei Ming Zhiyao turned her head to look at him, her eyes lit up: "Do you want to observe the layout inside the warehouse through the surveillance?"

"Yes." Su Yian nodded: "I can still do this."

"You really helped a lot." Bei Ming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian with a smile: "Fortunately, I brought you here as an observer, otherwise I really wouldn't know the situation inside."

"Zhiyao, my junior brother really surprises me again and again." Leng Yingxuan's voice rang through the headset.

"That's necessary." Su Yian said proudly, but then his tone changed: "The surveillance inside has been turned off..."

"What should we do?" Leng Yingxuan was helpless.

Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian: "The monitoring equipment is no longer of use now, junior fellow student, you don't have to be discouraged..."

"Why are you discouraged?" Su Yian glanced at Bei Ming Zhiyao strangely: "Although the surveillance is turned off, I am currently invading the main control room of the port surveillance. After the invasion is completed, I will just turn on the surveillance in warehouse No. 7."

"Enmmm..." Beiming Zhiyao looked away: "I didn't say anything."

"Junior, you are too naughty. When we talk next time, can we finish it all at once?" Leng Yingxuan's speechless voice sounded from the headset.

"That's right!" Zhao Shiran complained: "My little heart can't stand your ups and downs."

"Reconsideration!" Situ Yue followed.

"You guys jumped to conclusions too quickly." Su Yige was of course on his brother's side.

"Yi Ge, don't keep doting on your brother so much, he will swell." Leng Yingxuan whispered.

"Please, can I hear you?" Su Yian said helplessly: "Also, don't instill strange ideas into my sister, I am her brother."

"Hurry up and work. We have arrived at the exit and are just waiting for you to determine their location." Leng Yingxuan said quickly.

"Right away." Su Yian said, operating quickly on the keyboard. Soon, the originally dark monitor on the screen gradually lit up.

"There are four surveillance cameras in Warehouse No. 7, located in the four corners." Su Yian said, "I am observing their hiding positions now. Wait a moment."

Two minutes later, Su Yian began to say: "There are thirteen magicians who can be seen inside Warehouse No. 7. Judging from their stance and alert movements, they should be veterans, and they must have been elites in the army."

"There are eight magicians within a radius of 20 meters from the exit of the tunnel from Warehouse No. 8 to Warehouse No. 7. Their locations are..."

"Received!" Leng Yingxuan replied.

Su Yian continued: "There are three magicians within 20 meters around the exit of the tunnel from Warehouse 6 to Warehouse 7. Their locations are..."

"Where are the remaining two magicians?" Xiahou Tuo asked.

"The remaining two on the right side are in the middle, far away from both sides of you." Su Yian said: "Also, these are known magicians. There may be magicians hidden in the cargo boxes that have not been exposed. So be careful."

"By the way, there is a magician sitting on a chair. I don't recommend you deal with him."

"Why?" Beiming Zhiyao and others asked almost in unison.

Su Yian's face didn't turn red and he made up a lie: "I just saw that person's face, and then I checked his information. What do you think his strength is?"

"Don't be too secretive at this time, just say it quickly." Leng Yingxuan said.

"Senior, if you are so irritable, you won't be able to get married." Su Yian teased.

"you···"

Seeing Leng Yingxuan's tendency to go berserk again, Su Yian quickly said: "He is a high-level level 1 magician, he must be very strong."

"Advanced Level 1..."

The voice in the headset was a little silent. High-level level 1 magicians were indeed a big mountain for them. Even though high-level level 1 magicians only had one more star lamp than the mid-level level 3 magicians, the difference was huge. A world of difference.

What makes high-level better than mid-level is not just a star lantern.

This action seems to be a little too hasty.

Beiming Zhiyao also frowned slightly. With the strength of a high-level magician, even with the assistance of [Thunder], it would be difficult to cause damage.

"Why are you so depressed all of a sudden?" Su Yian enlivened the atmosphere.

"Hey, junior, now is not the time for joking." Leng Yingxuan said seriously: "High-level magician, even if all of us put together, we may not be able to hurt him."

"I know." Su Yian said, "But there is no need to be afraid."

"I'm talking about junior, you..." Leng Yingxuan wanted to teach this ignorant junior a lesson and let him understand the terror of high-level magicians.

But before she finished speaking, Su Yian interrupted her directly: "Senior sister, I know what you want to say, but..."

"Do you really think that the college will feel comfortable letting a group of students collide head-on with a world-class terrorist organization?"

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(To be continued)