I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 82 Big mess ()

It was late at night, owls were cooing in the treetops, and the night wind brought coldness and solemnity.

Xiaodao squatted behind the grass and stuck his head out to look at the suspension bridge of Bolas Fortress half a kilometer away. It was very quiet and there was nothing unusual. The torches behind the suspension bridge were still on.

He shrank his head back and whispered to the person squatting beside him.

"Go offline and see what the commandos are up to now..."

The player lay down on the ground without saying a word, and a minute later, he came online again.

"no reply."

“No reply, that’s good news.”

Xiaodao muttered to himself, he looked up at the moon hanging in the center of the night sky. There were no extra clouds tonight to meddle in the matter, causing the bright moonlight to be evenly spread on the earth.

This is very dangerous. In front of the suspension bridge is a slope where all the trees have been deliberately cut down. There are only half-human-high weeds and some low miscellaneous trees.

It's time to execute the plan that was made in advance.

If Xiaodao and his men approached the drawbridge straight ahead, the sentries on Bolas Castle, as long as they were not blind, would be able to easily see many dark shadows moving in the open space.

It is definitely not possible to just walk over like this, but it is also not possible to stay close to the suspension bridge. After the suspension bridge falls, Xiaodao dare not bet on how long it will take for the guards in the fortress to discover the abnormality.

One minute, two minutes, or ten minutes?

Or perhaps as soon as the drawbridge dropped, the surviving sentinels heard the noise, turned around, and sounded the alarm?
Everything is possible.

Xiaodao knew that he only had one chance, so even if the environment was not conducive to stealth, he should bring his men closer.

Too many people would be a hindrance, but it doesn't take too many people to control the suspension bridge, ten people are enough.

It just so happened that, including myself, there were only ten players wearing armor among the more than a hundred players. Therefore, the ten-man vanguard plan was discussed in the player tactical meeting.

It's time, Xiaodao turned around and started to select the armored men, he turned around and whispered.

"Have all the commandos come forward and follow me... Bring your tiger squat guns, flintlock rifles, put on your black cloaks, and slow down your pace."

In a minute, Xiaodao finished gathering the men. In the frosty moonlight, he looked back at the nine faces and the black cloaks on them.

Beneath their cloaks, all wore a thickened high-manganese steel breastplate and a Tony helmet with an iron mask.

Xiaodao was looking at them, and the nine players were also looking at him. The eyes of both sides were full of typical player-style fearlessness.

"Brothers, whether tonight's operation will be a success or a failure depends on us.

Listen carefully, everyone, follow me and crawl forward. Hold your weapons and check the padding inside your armor again. You must not make any unusual collision sounds while crawling."

"What about my Tiger Crouching Cannon?"

Someone pointed at the tiger squat cannon on the ground in distress.

"This thing weighs twelve kilograms. Whether I'm holding it or carrying it on my back, it's not easy to crawl forward."

Looking at this thing, Xiaodao also scratched his head.

This is indeed a problem, which he and many players have neglected.

What to do, the commandos don’t carry it?

It feels unsafe without artillery. If the suspension bridge is discovered as soon as it falls, and the sentry immediately leads people to seize the suspension bridge, the commandos can immediately fire at the suspension bridge if they have artillery.

The barrel of this Tiger Crouching Cannon is loaded with 150 small lead bullets. If it is allowed to fire flatly, this light cannon can definitely create an extremely terrifying fan-shaped killing zone within a range of 100 meters.

Firing at the drawbridge would definitely kill all the idiots trying to pull it up. Of course, accidental injuries were inevitable in such a situation.

So, Xiaodao thought about it and decided that it would be better to bring the Tiger Crouching Cannon with him, as it was a safe bet.

"Let the eleventh person lead it... Who has received artillery training? Raise your hand so I can see."

Among the players surrounding the commando team, three immediately raised their hands.

"Very good, come here and form a gun crew. Who will be the main gunner and who will be the deputy gunner? Discuss with each other. The main gunner should not wear armor or carry any weapons, just the tiger squat gun.

The two assistant gunners were also unarmored, but carried auxiliary weapons, lead bullets, and gunpowder."

After a simple distribution and the creation of a three-man artillery crew, carrying the Tiger Squat Cannon was no longer a problem... With three people, they could easily drag the twelve-kilogram Tiger Squat Cannon over there even if they had to tow it.

Although adding three people to the commando team will increase the risk of exposure, it is an acceptable risk compared to the benefits.

After making preparations, the thirteen commandos set off.

Xiaodao took the lead, crawling in front and leading the way. He had observed this slope for many days and was familiar with the specific conditions of the terrain. He knew how to walk so as to avoid being discovered to the greatest extent possible.

The feeling of crawling on the ground fully armed and wriggling is definitely not a pleasant experience.

Uneven ground, soft, moist soil, sharp stones, and unknown weeds with barbs can all cause bleeding injuries to crawlers.

Fortunately, Xiaodao and the others were wearing breastplates, protective gear on their elbows and knees, a linen cloak on the outside, and iron masks on their faces. These small things could not hurt them, at most they would just make the players uncomfortable.

The process of crawling forward is very smooth. The low shrubs and the scattered grass are now the players' good friends.

With their help, the player spent half an hour climbing from 500 meters away to only 100 meters away from the suspension bridge, and stopped behind a low mound beside the driveway leading to the suspension bridge.

Xiaodao lay on the ground in an awkward position to calm his breathing. He looked back at the commandos behind him.

The night was dim and the angle was not good, so for a moment, Xiaodao couldn't tell whether everyone had caught up.

"Tell me the number, one."

"two……"

"three."

……

"Thirteen... I have a question. Why don't we use a voice chat app offline? Wouldn't it be more convenient for us to communicate that way?"

"Shut up. If you do that, we won't have the atmosphere we have now."

Now that everyone was present, Xiaodao leaned forward slightly, revealing half of his face and looking at the Bolas Fortress a hundred meters away.

Very good, the sentry’s torch is still there, the alarm hasn’t sounded, and we haven’t been exposed yet... Um, wait, the suspension bridge seems to be slowly descending!
Xiaodao's eyes suddenly widened. At first, he suspected that he had seen it wrong, but after looking at it twice, he was sure that he was not mistaken, especially the noise when the suspension bridge landed, which was extremely harsh in the silent night.

There was no way Xiaodao could have seen or heard it wrong.

Without hesitation, he jumped up excitedly and shouted loudly.

"Brothers, follow me! / Soldiers, follow me!"

kindness! ?

Xiaodao turned his head to look to the side in confusion. Twenty meters away, another figure poked the upper half of its body out from behind the weeds, and the latter also looked at Xiaodao in confusion.

During this process, more than a dozen figures stood up behind the two of them, and they looked at each other across the street.

(End of this chapter)