"Quick! Quick! Report to the tribe, the outer flank is attacking the granary... Ah!"
A half-vampire scrambled and stumbled, finally reaching the gate of Granary No. 1. He grabbed the collar of the guard and roared at him with all his might.
His colleague looked solemn. Upon hearing that someone was coming to launch a sneak attack, and seeing that the person was indeed a fellow member of the vampire clan, he had no doubts and immediately took out a walkie-talkie from his waist, preparing to tune it to the correct frequency.
But just as he was operating the equipment, his colleague suddenly noticed a blinding light flashing in the corner of his eye. He instinctively turned his head and saw a lightning-fast arrow flying rapidly toward him!
call out!
"ah!"
The arrow was incredibly fast, and his colleague couldn't dodge in time. In an instant, the arrow struck him squarely between the eyebrows. The surging lightning, like a wild horse, trampled every cell in his body. His internal organs exploded at the same time, and his charred body, with wisps of white smoke rising from its surface, collapsed to the ground.
"See, Fagga, I wasn't wrong! It turns out that relying solely on high technology won't work. Compared to satellite maps, only by following these small-time thugs who live their daily lives in the city can we find faster and more hidden paths."
Asaba Yuuma smiled slightly, holding a bow in her left hand and casually spreading her right hand to the side, glancing sideways at the handsome man beside her who wore a monocle and held an umbrella in his right hand.
Fagar glanced down at his notebook without looking up and replied, "Actually, trucks aren't allowed on this road; we just got here faster. The trucks will probably be here in another five minutes."
"Five minutes should be enough! We can take care of these gatekeepers in five minutes, then we can focus on loading the goods while the trucks arrive!"
Yuzhen laughed heartily and walked briskly forward.
Meanwhile, the half-vampire who had been deliberately left behind by Yuma and Fagga to "guide the way" was now kneeling on the ground, fiddling with the walkie-talkie that had fallen from his colleague's hands.
"Hurry, hurry! It was like this before, and it's like this now. The frequency band has been adjusted correctly, right? Why can't it connect!"
The half-vampire growled in a low voice, thinking about how he had discovered the whereabouts of the Fagar convoy as a sentry and wanted to report it to the organization, only to find that his walkie-talkie was not working. He thought it was just a coincidence, so he risked his life to come back and find someone else's walkie-talkie to send the information.
But now he discovered that even his colleague's walkie-talkie was unusable, and the half-vampire felt a surge of anger!
This damn equipment!
Although his colleague had been instantly killed by Yuzuru's arrow, before dying, his colleague threw out the walkie-talkie in advance, even though he didn't have time to dodge.
The half-vampire can guarantee with his life that the walkie-talkie has never fallen to the ground, meaning it has never been damaged.
And the frequency is correct!
So why can't we get in touch with them?
"Why, why?"
The half-vampire kept muttering to himself, stubbornly trying again and again until a knife was held to his neck.
The half-vampire looked up somewhat blankly, staring intently at the smiling face beneath the yellow headscarf.
Yuzhen smiled slightly and sliced off his neck with a single stroke.
"I can see you're working very hard, but your efforts are just increasing my workload!"
"Yuzhen, deal with this place as soon as possible. There aren't many people around [Grain Warehouse No. 1], only about twenty. Although we've blocked their communication methods, there's no guarantee that the mixed-blood vampires might still have ways to send messages. Let's take care of it quickly."
Fagga rubbed his eyes, which were gradually fading from crimson to black, and said calmly.
"Sigh, another captain who likes to boss people around. My life is so tiring!"
Yuzhen casually made a sarcastic remark, then slashed open the tightly locked metal door of [Grain Warehouse No. 1] with two slashes and swaggered inside.
Faga's lips curled slightly, he shook his head with a chuckle, and casually pressed the button on his earpiece: "Nicole, just drive over at full speed. The surrounding surveillance footage shows no signs of any mixed-blood vampires nearby."
Soon, Nicole's voice came through the earpiece: "No wonder I drove for so long and didn't encounter a single troublemaker. I was worried for nothing. I'll drive over right away... By the way, Fagar, why didn't the vampire clan try to stop us?"
[I'm not sure, but it's a good thing nonetheless.]
As Fagga spoke softly, he suddenly realized something and looked up at the gate of the No. 1 granary.
Yuzhen strolled out leisurely, leaning against the wall to rest. Only a little blood was stained on her face. She waved her hand and said:
"I've finished my work, does that mean I'm done for the rest of the time?"
"That won't do, Yuma. This job is very important, and we must be on high alert until the very end."
Fagar adjusted his monocle and a capitalist smile curved his lips.
Yu Zhen really couldn't take it anymore. She slapped her forehead, then slowly slid her hand down her cheek, and said helplessly, "Ah~~ You're even more heartless than Yue Cheng!"
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