Mage Veigar

Chapter 133 Reclaiming the Air Raid Shelter

Mental power surges.

The level increase made Vega breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the increase in level means that the duration of both shadow and trickery will be greatly extended, and after reaching the second-level magician, he will be qualified to learn advanced magic.

Although he has no rune page.

But as long as you have the skill points, you can almost instantly master a new magic when you find the rune page next time.

The only pity is...

Looking at the professionals fleeing in all directions, Vega's eyes were filled with regret.

But now is not the time to sigh.

Vega rushed to the agreed assembly point. According to his guess, the enemy might not have extra troops to encircle them, but that did not mean that there were no extra war airships to carry out carpet bombing.

Vega didn't want to experience that kind of carpet bombing again, where there was no chance to resist.

Arrived at the meeting point.

Vega saw a group of his subordinates who were covered in dust.

He took a look around and said, "All teams, report the situation."

"Reporting to the captain, there are 10 people in the first squad, and one person is slightly injured."

"Reporting to the captain, there are 9 people in the second team, one of them is seriously injured."

"Reporting to the captain, the third team has 10 people in total, no casualties."

"..."

A round of reports.

In this operation, the death toll was zero, one person was slightly injured and one was seriously injured, but the results achieved were unprecedented.

"Everyone!"

Vega nodded in satisfaction. "Now let me tell you a good news. In this battle, we defeated a professional brigade of the Kingdom Army with a force of less than 40 people. We killed a magician, more than 10 professionals, and 6 ordinary soldiers. Most importantly, we recaptured the No. 18 air-raid shelter!"

Wow.

Everyone stared at Vega blankly.

Jackson asked in an incredulous tone: "Captain, are you saying... we, we won?"

incredible.

In the impression of the Imperial Army, the Empire's battles have always been fought with a huge army and terrifying magical support to directly crush the enemy head-on, and the deeply rooted concept among the people is that defeating the majority with the few and the strong with the weak only exists in myths and legends.

In the history of the empire.

There have been battles where the weak defeated the strong, but they are few and far between, and the commanders were all super generals who were famous in the Galan Continent. Foster Nolan of their Third Army was one of them.

but now.

This young officer, who was about 10 years old, told them that they had won?

It is necessary to add a question mark here.

Why do you think they followed the captain here?

They simply didn't want to sit and wait for death, a humiliating death under the magic bombardment, so they followed Vega here, intending to fight to the death with their own lives, or at least draw their swords and fall gloriously on a real battlefield.

result……

Did they win?
Facing a full-strength team of professionals, a magician who can provide fire support at any time.

And they won the battle with 0 deaths?

At this moment, everyone looked at Vega with reverence.

In the imperial army, a person's powerful military force may win the support of many soldiers, but there is only one thing that can truly make soldiers worship him as a god - command ability.

Because personal force may have value.

However, their strong command ability can lead them to victory. As soldiers, they have only one goal, which is victory, and victory means having the right to survive.

Vega had no idea of ​​his subordinates' mental activities.

In his opinion, isn't it natural to defeat a group of natives who only know how to use magician firepower bombing and professional frontal charge by using guerrilla tactics at home? Guerrilla tactics are a symbol of the weak defeating the strong.

Although no one in this world has yet developed guerrilla tactics—

But it doesn't matter anymore. The most urgent thing is to get into the air-raid shelter and survive tonight's magic bombing before doing anything else.

"Target, air-raid shelter."

Vega gave the order and everyone headed towards the air-raid shelter.

In less than 5 minutes, Vega and his team arrived at the air-raid shelter. Soon after they entered the air-raid shelter, the residential area where the battle had taken place was indeed subjected to carpet-style magic bombing by the Kingdom Army.

Fire shot into the sky.

Vega stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the sea of ​​fire in front of him. It was hard to imagine that the city of Kareni, which was peaceful and harmonious just a few hours ago, would become such a hellish place.

"Captain, we have already investigated it clearly."

The adjutant stepped forward and reported: "There are about 18 civilians and more than 4 ordinary soldiers taking refuge in the No. 1500 air-raid shelter. The Royal Army did not harm the civilians, but detained our troops."

"An entire regiment was captured?"

Although Vega vaguely guessed that the Kingdom Army's strategy of waiting for the enemy to come to them was quite effective, he did not expect that they would capture an entire regiment-level force.

"That's right..."

The adjutant paused, then reported: "But the professionals of the entire regiment seem to have been executed by the Kingdom Army. Only ordinary soldiers whose weapons were confiscated are left. However, the commander of this regiment seems to be still alive."

"Take me to him."

Vega followed his adjutant to a room in the air-raid shelter.

This air-raid shelter project was quite large. It not only had good ventilation and lighting systems, but also stored a large amount of food and drinking water, and built a large number of independent rooms. This was also thanks to the more than 50 years of urban construction under the Kareni government system.

creak.

The door opens.

Vega saw a big man tied to a chair, but the chair was facing away from the door, so Vega couldn't see his face for the time being. However, the big man's military uniform was tattered and his body was covered with whip marks that were oozing blood.

His military rank is major.

But he drooped his head and seemed to have fallen into a coma, and did not react even when Vega came in.

"it's him?"

"The captured soldiers identified him as the commander of the troop."

After hearing what his adjutant said, Vega stepped forward to help him untie the restraints and check on his physical condition.

"Cough cough..."

Just after taking two steps forward, the captain coughed and seemed to wake up.

"Come again, you bastards of the Royal Army!"

As soon as he woke up, the captain struggled violently. He did not realize that the soldiers behind him were friendly. "I tell you, none of the soldiers of the empire are cowards. You want to get information from me? If you have the guts, kill me. Come on! Kill me!"

Click click click——

With roars and struggles, the bloody leader seemed to want to break free from the chains, but he was just an ordinary person and it was almost impossible for him to break free from the chains.

"Major, please calm down."

Vega quickly untied the captain and said, "Look carefully, we are also soldiers of the Empire. We have recaptured this air-raid shelter. Your life is no longer in danger."

"Really, really?"

The captain glanced around in confusion, then fixed his gaze on Vega: "You are... Lieutenant Vega? Did you really recapture Air Raid Shelter No. 18?"

“Absolutely true.” Vega gave an affirmative answer.

blah blah blah!

The major stood at attention and saluted: "Wolfe Ede, commander of the 5nd Regiment, A87 Brigade, 2th Division, 2rd Army, on behalf of all the soldiers of the nd Regiment, expresses the highest respect to you."

Vega was about to return the gift when he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

His body was covered in whip marks still oozing with blood, and more than twenty fresh small wounds on his face were crawling up his cheeks like centipedes. The most important thing was that the right hand he raised to salute had lost its little finger and ring finger.

(End of this chapter)