Because of the asymmetry of information, because they did not understand the operating mechanism of Airan Hill's weapons, and because they were not familiar with computers, most of the magicians who participated in the operation could only watch as the opportunity slipped away from them.
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Originally, they thought that their mission was to snatch those nuclear weapons, but when they actually saw these nuclear weapons, they realized that these weapons were as huge as houses.
Even if they know that there is a nuclear warhead, the disassembled nuclear warhead cannot be easily transported by humans. Even if they are magicians, they cannot easily transport such a huge thing.
What's even more deceiving is that their original plan was to launch some nuclear bombs and attack the cities of Elanthir, so as to create some chaos in the Elanthir Empire.
In the chaos, the magicians who stole the nuclear weapons were able to take advantage of the chaos and send the nuclear warheads back to the Norma Empire, and use this to threaten the Elanthir Empire.
It's a pity that this chaos never happened, so the magicians who attacked the Eilanhir Empire's nuclear bomb launching base had no chance to return the nuclear bombs they captured to their own country.
As a result, these poor magicians had to face a desperate situation: the army of the Elanthir Empire had surrounded them, but they had no reinforcements and no capital to persist.
The only thing that allowed them to persevere a little bit was that the Elanshir Empire had to take into account the nuclear bomb, otherwise they would die faster.
Two A-10 attack planes roared past in the sky. Several magicians in the camp managed to kill several soldiers from the Eiland Hill Empire who had gathered around them. Before they could even take a breath, they were hit by a precision-guided shot.
missiles were covered.
In a ball of violent explosion of flames, a magician rolled out in embarrassment. He was dressed in rags and looked no different from a beggar.
The female magician who was fighting side by side with him just now was completely swallowed up by the explosion, and not even a complete body was left.
"Shirley! Shirley!" The magician finally got up from the ground. Regardless of the flames still burning on his shoes, he stretched out his hand to explore the exploding flames: "No! No!"
That female magician was not only his comrade-in-arms in this operation, but also the love of his life. Unfortunately, they had lived together for nearly 40 years and now they were about to be completely separated.
The male magician couldn't accept this cruel fact for a moment. Just now, his wife pushed him out of the core of the explosion and protected him with a magic defense barrier.
As a result, after the desperate explosion dissipated, he could only see some broken bodies on the ground.
"No!" He screamed desperately, and then he was hit by a precision-guided bomb falling from the sky. A new explosion rose into the sky, restoring calm to the entire battlefield.
"Beep...beep...beep..." The sound of the propeller got closer and closer, and a transport helicopter landed slowly, blowing away the dust raised on the ground.
When the plane was about to approach the ground, the Ailan Hill heavy armored grenadiers wearing exoskeleton mechas jumped out of the plane. Their heavy bodies hit the ground with a dull thumping sound.
Several magicians descended from the sky and landed in front of these heavy armored grenadiers. The eagle emblems on their bodies showed their identities.
These magicians drew their swords and walked towards the closed door of the nuclear bomb silo with gloomy expressions.
They were in a very bad mood, because these damn magicians who had sneaked into the territory of Elanthir had seriously affected the status of the magicians of the Elanthir Empire with their actions.
After such a rebellion, the loyalty of magicians will naturally be doubted by the top management of the Elanthir Empire. The magicians who are loyal to the Elanthir Empire have used their own blood and the blood of enemy magicians to achieve a good situation.
, once again vanished into ashes.
"These damn bastards! If they fail to succeed, they will fail!" The leader of the magician of the Ailanthir Empire ordered aggressively and in a low tone: "Since they are not willing to live well, then send them to death!"
"Huh!" Behind him, the long swords in the hands of several magicians who were already great magisters burned with flames.
"Crack!" The sound of bullets being loaded was heard from the large-caliber assault rifles held by the heavy-armored grenadiers of the Eilanhir Empire behind them.
Walking to the front of the heavy protective door, an Airan Hill officer wearing an exoskeleton armor took out a magnetic card from the satchel on his waist and inserted the magnetic card into the card reader on the door.
"Tsk..." White gas was discharged from around the protective door that could not be opened, and then the entire door slowly opened.
The men in black inside obviously did not expect that the other party would come so quickly. They quickly used magic to try to block the Ailan Hill soldiers at the door.
As a result, their fireball technique collided with a magic defense barrier. A dozen mages from the Elanthir Empire rushed into the long and narrow corridor angrily. The sound of long swords cutting into flesh could be heard one after another, and the screams echoed.
It's chilling in the air.
"Keep a few alive for torture!" When the leading commander stepped into the dim corridor with his weapon, he only saw piles of minced meat scattered on the ground.
"I surrender! Don't shoot!" A man in black knelt on the ground and raised his hands: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Tell me, who sent you here..." The leading officer, Airan Hill, walked up to him and asked coldly.
"I...I..." At this moment, the black-clothed magician kneeling on the ground realized that he really didn't seem to know who ordered him to come here to die.
So, he stammered in reply: "It was Sir Pembair... he summoned me! He is the mastermind! He..."
"Capture him!" the leading officer ordered, and two Ailanthil heavy-armored grenadiers stepped forward and lifted up the black-clothed magician whose legs were trembling and could no longer stand up.
By this time, the deeper battle had ended. Two magicians in black committed suicide, and one was pinned to the ground before committing suicide.
There were also two poor black magicians who struggled for a moment before being chopped into pieces. Their blood spattered to the ground, where there was still lying the Airan Hill Missile on duty who had just been killed by them.
An officer of the army.
Blood spattered onto the computer screen embedded in the console, and a row of dialog boxes waiting for passwords to be entered flashed on it...