Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 122: 83. Battle of the Watchtower

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The Elite Covert Ops Team is in charge of secret operations, consisting of a total of 15 members.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson takes the role of the team captain.

The three lieutenants under his command serve as the deputy captains.

Except for Noland Lee and Mars who are not sergeant majors, all other team members hold the rank of Sergeant Major.

But they are not ordinary Sergeant Majors.

As Corporal Mars explained, these Sergeant Majors do not lead troops into battle. They specialize in emergency handling and assault, they are pure combat machines.

They are not warrant officers, but each of them can transform into a Biochemical Giant for an extended period with the help of potions, even longer than Sergeant Alvin Stafford.

In essence, this so-called elite squad is aimed at sabotage behind enemy lines; everything is predicated on efficiency and destructive power.

Noland Lee understands the reason.

But the question is, why are these burly Sergeant Majors all bald, and why do they have dark black numbers on the back of their heads?

This is the characteristic of Empire’s Military Academy’s elite fighters, Jarvis, I am used to it already,” said Corporal Mars.

Corporal Mars slid into the carriage and whispered to Noland Lee beside him,

“Before entering the Imperial Soldier Academy, you had to have a physical examination, right? Only those who passed the physical could enter the Academy. If the exam results were outstanding, they would be assigned to the elite fighter class. Shaving their heads and spraying numbers on the back of the heads are all characteristics of the elite fighters.

“These people are generally guaranteed to become warrant officers. From the moment they set foot in the Empire’s Military Academy, they can be directly promoted to lieutenants after three years of continuous service. Those lieutenants you see who don’t lead troops all got promoted this way, like Lieutenant Grett.”

Noland Lee exclaimed,

So some people are born warrant officers.”

“Isn’t that the case,”

“Boom, boom…” The steam locomotive started and smoothly set off to the ruins outside the camp.

The engineering team from Intelligence Department 4, dug many spiral downward tunnels in the ruins.

Through these underground tunnels, one could directly reach the river bank underground without encountering undeads. It was faster and safer than taking the tomb passage.

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson’s original plan was to take Grave 717, but his plan was disrupted by the sudden undead riot.

As a last resort, he requested to use the secret underground tunnels dug by Intelligence Department 4.

These underground tunnels are secret and are protected with the strictest confidentiality measures.

Now, it is time to activate them.

The soldiers of the engineering department guarding here received the news in advance. They opened the entrance of the underground tunnel waiting for the elite squad to enter.

Members checked the military supplies they carried for the last time and entered the underground entrance hidden in the ruins in turns.

Right at this moment, a slightly noisy sound came from the direction of Grave 717.

There were gunshots, shouts, echoing roars of exploding bombs, and howls fluttering with the wind.

Everyone’s movements paused a bit as they stared towards the tomb.

The battle there was fiercer than before.

A considerable number of undead actually circumvented their way out from the dark door of the First Underground Level and went around to the front door of the tomb, blockading the Imperial Army inside the Grand Hall.

These undead could be called elite forces.

They were all Metal Skeletons, Self-Destructing Skeletons, Tomb Skeleton Soldiers, and Stone Tomb bound spirits bringing an eerie wind. There were countless Skeleton Hounds that were agile, good at restraining enemies.

Only at this moment did Noland Lee realize the terrifying power of the undead uprising.

The undead attacked from all directions like mad, completely averting the normal path.

In the past, they would never appear on the ground.

But now…

If not for the presence of Lieutenant Sterling Parker, who transformed into a biochemical giant, at the tomb entrance, the Thales army would certainly fall into a situation of being attacked by undeads from both sides.

“Quickly increase the speed, keep moving.”

Lieutenant Slyke Thompson ordered with a wave of his hand, leading the way into the underground entrance.

Noland Lee and Corporal Mars walked at the back of the team.

As they stared at the distant Grave 717 with mixed feelings, they noticed a small fleet approaching from the horizon.

“Who are those people?” Noland Lee squinted his eyes to look at the fleet,

“Could it be that Lieutenant Sterling’s reinforcements have arrived?” “No, it isn’t.” Corporal Mars furrowed his brows,

“I saw the emblem of Division Intelligence Unit Two on their carriages.”

“Again, Division Intelligence Unit Two… What are they doing here?” Noland Lee, remembering the Death Notice spy hiding in the medical district, felt a little uneasy.

“Who knows? These guys, relying on their power to internally review, can go wherever they want. It doesn’t matter if it’s Grave 717 or even the office of the Legion Commander, they can get there.”

Corporal Mars shook his head, patted Noland Lee’s shoulder,

“Let’s go, don’t worry about Division Intelligence Unit Two. Our ‘Broken Coffin’ plan has the support of the Emperor himself; there’s no way they can stop us.” Noland Lee withdrew his gaze, then looked again at the Vidas Army, staring at the tent where Captain Murphy was.

Division Intelligence Unit Two might not be there for Grave 717 at all.

Could their target be Captain Murphy and the Bone-Mending Wand?

Noland Lee thought for a moment, then dismissed the idea and followed Corporal Mars into the underground entrance.

The spiral downward underground tunnel was dim and stuffy.

There were no lighting facilities here, only the coal lamps on the helmets of the elite squads provided light.