Chapter 63 Urgent Mission
After impulsively accepting Klein's invitation, Angel soon regretted it.
Carefully recalling the details of the conversation, she discovered that Klein's purpose might simply be to thank her for her assistance in the battle and to help her "lie" and conceal some facts.
It was not the "confession meeting" she had imagined.
But since he had already verbally agreed, Angel didn't intend to go back on his word and just treat it as a social interaction between colleagues...
She comforted herself in this way.
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After resolving the "Antigonus Family Notes" incident, the Night Watchmen team in Tingen City had nothing to do for a while. Apart from routine patrols and guard duty, most members stayed in the lounge or reception room, reading newspapers or chatting.
Angel had only become an official member this week and hadn't yet been assigned a rotation at Chanis Gate. Originally, his plan for today was to patrol the cemetery outside the North District with Ms. Luo Yao, but Luo Yao had driven Backlund's Nighthawks to the steam train station in a carriage and hadn't returned since.
Angel, who didn't want to waste time waiting, came to the basement of the base and got some alchemical materials and pistol bullets from Old Neil. He began to make special ammunition in the dim alchemy room.
After joining the Nighthawks and being issued "Monster Bullets", her demand for "Gathering Storm" ammunition was no longer very great. Although the latter had greater penetration and damage than standard monster hunting bullets, it was time-consuming and labor-intensive to manufacture, and it would waste precious extraordinary materials in the warehouse. She rarely made it these days.
In contrast, she felt an urgent need to carry the auxiliary bullet "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" with her during yesterday's battle with Tuxedo Joker.
Among the extraordinary people in this world, the ability to hide one's body is not uncommon. At least she has seen the "witch" Mrs. Sharon and the tuxedo clown of unknown sequence.
There is no need to explain how helpful the stealth ability is in combat, and the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" that can spread light powder that makes them invisible is the best countermeasure.
After preparing the materials in the alchemy room, Angel began to create the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" with ease.
The bullet is heated to melt the adhesive, the bullet head is removed and discarded, and the shell, after all the propellant has been poured out, is given a preliminary surface treatment with wax liquid. Then, complex runes and prayers are carefully engraved with a ceremonial knife, and finally the holy emblem of the Goddess of Night is painted on.
Although the Church of Evernight did not ask her to hand over the production method of special bullets for the time being and only collected some samples, Angel still made preparations in advance. So she did not use English prayers, but used "localized" Hermes as a substitute.
Immerse the processed shell in the prepared etching solution. The acidic liquid will soon corrode deep grooves in the unprotected areas. Then fill the indentations with the essence of screaming grass to create a talisman for storing spiritual power.
After making a batch of etched bullet casings, Angel mixed the luminous lizard scale powder treated with nitric acid, calcium carbide and propellant, and reloaded them into the bullet casings. The bullets could not use hard copper-lead bullets, but soft bullets made of wax after a similar treatment to the propellant.
After being fired, this warhead will quickly burn and explode in the air, spreading phantom phosphorescent powder all over the area, revealing the enemies inside.
The production of "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" does not require much spiritual power, but the process is complicated and the success rate is low, especially the part where the talismans are engraved and etched on the shell. If you are not careful, the entire shell will be scrapped and you have to start over.
Perhaps it was because she was working in an unfamiliar working environment, or perhaps it was because she was distracted by too many distracting thoughts in her mind, the discarded shell casings had piled up into a small mountain, and only ten were successful, most of which were small-caliber ammunition. However, she still had a lot of 0.45-inch bullets on hand that had not been used, so she also made a few large-caliber ones.
There seemed to be faint sounds of conversation outside the door. Angel subconsciously tilted his head to listen. The ceremonial knife in his hand shook, and an ugly scratch across the crimson moon appeared on the Holy Emblem of Night. Another bullet shell with a finished surface was scrapped.
As she listened to the voices approaching, she sighed secretly, thinking that she would not be able to continue working today.
She poured the now-cloudy etching solution down the drain, discarded cartridges and materials into the trash, and sorted the equipment into its proper place. She carefully wrapped the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" in oiled paper and placed it in a metal bullet box. She rubbed her aching shoulders and left the alchemy room.
There were indeed two people standing outside the door, and the conversation Angel had heard before came from them.
Dunn Smith, wearing a trench coat and a silk hat, saw someone coming out of the alchemy room. He nodded to another middle-aged man in black priest robes across from him and said, "I understand."
The man didn't say anything, but just tapped his chest with his right hand, drawing a crimson moon, then lowered his head and hurried away.
"He is?"
Angel asked as he watched the man walk in the opposite direction of the underpass intersection.
"That direction leads to St. Selina's Church. If there's an emergency at the church and they can't contact us, they'll send a telegram to the church and someone will come and notify us."
Dunn said something irrelevant to the question, then withdrew his gaze from the end of the passage and looked at Angel.
"There's an urgent mission. A telegram came from the cathedral just now, but our receiver sometimes malfunctions and we often can't receive the message, so they sent it to St. Selina's Church again."
Dunn reached out and took off his hat, tucked it under his left armpit, revealing his meticulously groomed short brown hair. His eyes wandered, as if he was thinking about something.
When his gaze refocused on Angel, Dunn continued:
"Before noon tomorrow, you need to rush to Enmat Port, 26 First Avenue in the Golden Apple District. That's where the Enmat Port Nighthawks are stationed. It's easy to find, just across from St. George's Church."
"Once you get there, find the captain of Team Enmat, Bell Clement. He'll tell you what to do next. Just follow his instructions."
Enmat Harbor? Urgent mission?
Angel looked into Dunn's eyes, trying to find some clues, but the other party just looked back at him indifferently, his gray eyes like a quiet lake.
"Okay, I understand."
She nodded. Since the order had been given, as an official member of the Nighthawks, she had no power to refuse. However, Angel still raised the question to her.
"But why me?"
Dunn seemed to have anticipated this question. He waved his hand and headed towards the exit of the underground passage, with Angel following behind him.
"There's been progress in the case of Tingen City's Labor Mutual Aid Association involved in human trafficking. The source lies in Enmat Port. The details aren't disclosed in the telegram, but a large number of personnel are needed. The Enmat Port team is about the same size as ours, so even if all of them were deployed, it wouldn't be enough. Therefore, not only Tingen City, but also several surrounding cities with Nighthawks garrisoned have dispatched personnel."
"As for why I chose you..." Dunn turned his head and smiled faintly. "You were the one who discovered this case in the first place, so of course you should earn the credit."
Seeing Angel's disbelief, he added:
"Of course, there's another reason. Most of the Nighthawks are Extraordinary beings from the 'Sleepless' and 'Corpse Collector' pathways. They need some different powers."
That makes much more sense...
Not counting the newly joined Angel and Klein, there are a total of seven extraordinary people in the Tingen City Night Squad. Except for the "secret peeper" Old Neil who has switched to civilian work, the rest are all from the "sleepless" and "corpse collector" paths. This is certainly related to the inheritance of extraordinary power of the Church of the Goddess of Night, but the "bias" in the choice of potions can also be said to be very obvious.
It can be imagined that the distribution of the routes of the Nighthawks in other cities should be similar to that of Tingen City. Sending another one with the same route would not be very useful.
"I understand, but for a cross-regional case like this, can we really guarantee combat effectiveness by temporarily assembling a team of Night Watchmen, who are working with unfamiliar teammates? It would be better to just form a separate team specifically for this type of mission..."
"It's good that you thought of that."
Dunn nodded approvingly. He considered his words carefully before answering:
"There is indeed an elite team within the Nighthawks. The characteristic of their uniforms is that they wear conspicuous red gloves, so we generally call them the 'Red Gloves'."
"The Red Gloves' mission is to readily support Nighthawks in other cities, resolve crises that individual teams can't handle, and hunt down Beyonders who commit crimes across regions. This human trafficking case involves Beyonders from multiple covert organizations, spanning Jianhai County, Ahowa County, and Eastchester County. It should have been handled by them, but unfortunately, the Red Gloves had other missions and couldn't return immediately. Therefore, the Sanctuary decided to temporarily summon Nighthawks from various regions."
The two had already crossed the intersection and returned to the spiral staircase leading to the Blackthorn Security Company. Dunn stopped and stood at the stairs. The swaying light made his shadow flicker.
"That's all I know. You can ask Clement for the rest when you get to Enmat Harbor."
He took the top hat out from under his arm again and put it on his head.
"They require you to arrive within 24 hours, which means before noon tomorrow. You can certainly leave this afternoon, but I suggest you prepare well and go early tomorrow morning. You can pick up the ammunition and consumables you need at the weapons depot. It's better to use theirs at Enmat Port..."
Angel nodded repeatedly amid the captain's somewhat tedious instructions. Seeing that he had no intention of going upstairs, he climbed the stairs on his own and walked down to the ground.
"Three, two, one..."
She deliberately slowed down her pace and counted down silently in her heart.
"Wait a moment."
As expected, Dunn's voice came from behind.
"Captain, is there anything else?"
She forced a smile and turned around to ask.
"Well... you went to Mrs. Orianna and got an advance on the bounty. That's the 50 pounds that's yours on the police wanted warrant. It'll be used as funds for the operation. When you come back, you can get reimbursed based on your specific expenses."
As if afraid that he would call the other party again, Dunn clicked his hat after saying this, turned and walked towards "Chanis Gate".
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