Trench Bolts and Magic

Chapter 261 Assault Group VS Sentinel
The soldier had a huge, deep wound on his back that exposed the bone, and he was clearly not going to survive, but his eyes burned with a desperate flame.

With the last ounce of strength he had left, he spread his arms and grabbed the thigh of the charging 'sentinel' tightly. Then, with all his might, and using the weight of his plate armor, he slammed him down beneath him.

The 'sentinel' was tripped by this sudden turn of events and fell heavily to the ground.

"Fire!!"

The general's guard soldier let out a final roar in his already hoarse voice.

"Use a grenade! Blow this son of a bitch to death!!"

The soldiers from the surrounding training assault battalion and assault troops were stunned.

They looked at their comrade who was pinning the enemy down with his own body, at his pale yet still ferocious face caused by blood loss, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

But in the blink of an eye, a sergeant from the training assault battalion gritted his teeth, was the first to raise his submachine gun, and pulled the trigger at the spot where the two were entangled.

"Tap tap tap tap tap"

With the first person taking the lead, the others no longer hesitated.

Countless bullets rained down on the two men in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, multiple grenades were detonated, tracing parabolic arcs as they landed precisely at their location.

“Boom boom boom boom—!”

Violent explosions rang out one after another, and flames and thick smoke completely engulfed the two figures.

Morin watched this scene from afar, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He actually recognized the general's guard soldier by the insignia on the other man's armor—the man was General Mackensen's guard, and one of the people he had participated in the Seville rescue operation when he first arrived.

Just this morning, before the charge, that big guy had specifically greeted him.

But now, he can't even leave behind a complete corpse.

War is that cruel.

But Maureen had no time for grief, nor for anger.

As a commander, he must remain absolutely calm.

Meanwhile, the soldiers of the training assault battalion also began attacking all the 'sentinels' that appeared.

In accordance with the requirements of the 'anti-magic operation', everyone was divided into groups of three and spread out completely, maintaining as much distance as possible.

Next, use the sustained firepower of automatic weapons to suppress these mage units, and then continuously throw grenades to compress their movement space.

Suddenly, a rain of hand grenades began to fall from the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—!"

A series of explosions rang out, one after another, in the area surrounding the 'sentinels'.

While the power of a single grenade is insufficient to pose a fatal threat to the 'sentinels', the shockwaves from the explosions and the countless flying shrapnel greatly restrict their movement.

The 'sentinels' clearly hadn't expected that these seemingly ordinary Saxon 'soldiers' would be so ruthless as to carry so many grenades with them.

Although they were fast, the explosion of grenades was an area-of-effect attack, and the 'Sentries' dared not be careless in the face of such indiscriminate grenade attacks.

No matter how well you dodge, if you can dodge one grenade, can you dodge dozens of grenades exploding around you at the same time?
So the remaining 'sentinels' were caught off guard by the sudden 'grenade tactics' and had to find craters or cover to take refuge.

As soon as they stopped, they were immediately suppressed by the automatic fire of the training assault battalion and assault troops.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta—!"

"Da da da--!"

Countless machine guns and submachine guns opened fire simultaneously, weaving together a dense net of fire that pinned them down behind their cover, preventing them from raising their heads.

The 'Sentries' also tried to use cover and their rifles, which had been enhanced by the [Enchanted Weapons], to fight back.

Their marksmanship was extremely accurate; almost every shot hit a Saxon soldier precisely, or shattered a light machine gun.

However, the Saxon forces were simply too numerous, and under the guidance of the training assault battalion, they were all spread out, causing the 'sentinels' to find that the number of soldiers within the area of ​​effect was far too small when they tried to use area-of-effect spells to inflict damage.

For every enemy the 'sentinels' take down, two or three more immediately emerge from other directions to continue suppressing them with firepower.

One of the 'Sentinels' specializing in the Evocation School, seeing that the situation was dire and he was being suppressed and unable to move, immediately disregarded the actual destructive effect of the spells and decided to at least try to suppress him first.

He hid behind a huge bomb crater and calmly and quickly completed a round of spellcasting.

[Fourth Ring Evocation Spell - Ice Storm]

As he cast his spell, the sky suddenly darkened in the area where the training assault battalion's firepower was most concentrated.

Within an area with a radius of about seven or eight meters, the air temperature suddenly dropped, and countless fist-sized hailstones, as hard as rocks, condensed out of thin air. They then fell from the sky with a biting cold wind, crashing heavily to the ground!

If this spell is fully formed, even though there aren't many Saxon soldiers in this area, it can still change the terrain of this area, even if the killing effect is not perfect.

However, just as a few sharp hailstones were about to fall and cause damage, the magical effects in the entire area suddenly disappeared as if a pause button had been pressed.

The sky brightened again, the howling wind ceased, and only a few hailstones, already formed, fell to the ground. "Hmm?"

The 'sentinel' who was casting the spell jolted, abruptly raising his head, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes beneath the metal mask.

Was the spell forcibly interrupted?

He immediately realized that someone had cast a [dispelling spell] on him!
In other words, there was a mage hidden among those Saxon soldiers who looked like groundhogs and only knew how to throw grenades and fire!
Damn it! The intelligence report didn't mention any mage units in this Saxon force!

The 'sentinel' immediately began searching for the location of the enemy spellcaster on the chaotic battlefield using the magical sensing ability of his mask.

Soon, he located a faint but unusually solid magical energy fluctuation behind an inconspicuous trench.

it's him!
Upon seeing this, the 'sentinel' immediately used the [Communication] spell to inform his other companions of the discovery.

"Target, nine o'clock position, 120 meters away, inside the trench, there's a mage on the other side!"

As he reported the situation, he exchanged a glance with another 'sentinel' from the sorcery school beside him.

The two immediately reached a tacit understanding.

They simultaneously emerged from behind cover and raised their guns in an attempt to suppress Morin's fire.

But they found that there was no one in that direction at all.

The hidden Saxon mage clearly realized he had been exposed, and immediately after casting [Dispel Magic], he hid deep inside the bunker, giving them no chance to fire.

"I'll take care of him."

The sorcerer 'sentinel' made a decision immediately.

The best way for the 'Sentry' to deal with an enemy who also knows how to cast spells is to use their combat skills to get close and defeat him!
His companion nodded, then raised his hand and cast another [Enchanted Weapon] on his saber, causing the already sharp blade to gleam with an even sharper spiritual light.

After doing all this, the sorcerer 'sentinel' slung his rifle over his shoulder and then gave himself a quick pat on the back.

The next second, his figure shot out of the crater like an arrow, rushing straight toward Morin's location at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye!

"The target has broken through! Stop him!"

Upon seeing the 'sentinel' who suddenly rushed out, the surrounding training assault battalion soldiers immediately turned all their fire on him.

Bullets rained down on him like a storm.

However, with the help of his ability to slip away unnoticed and his terrifying physical abilities, this 'Sentinel's' burst speed reached an extremely frightening level!

His body swayed rapidly from side to side amidst the hail of bullets, leaving afterimages in its wake. Most of the bullets landed on the open ground behind him.

The soldiers in the training battalion even felt that they couldn't keep up with his rapid movements when aiming.

Even if a few bullets were to hit him by chance, they were all blocked by the [Mage Armor] he had prepared beforehand. They could only create ripples of magic, but could not cause him any real damage.

This 'sentinel' charged forward for over a hundred meters under the dense barrage of fire, getting closer and closer to the trench where Morin was located.

Everyone could see that his target was Morin, who was hiding in that trench!

"Protect the battalion commander!"

"Stop him!"

The training assault battalion soldiers closest to Morin, along with two general's guards who had just arrived to provide support, all wore resolute expressions as they watched the enemy about to break through the line of fire.

They roared as they charged out from behind their cover, shielding Morin with their bodies, then raised their weapons and opened fire on the rapidly approaching figure.

They tried to build a final line of defense for Morin with their own flesh and blood.

However, a cold smile curled at the corner of the 'sentinel's' mouth beneath the metal mask.

"Hmph, a bunch of fools who don't know what's good for them."

He twirled his gleaming military knife in a flourish, then unleashed his second [Steel Wind Slash], disappearing from everyone's sight once more.

The two general's guards at the forefront felt a chill on their necks through the gaps in their armor before they even had a chance to pull the trigger.

Their expressions froze, and they looked down in disbelief to see a thin line of blood on their necks.

Immediately afterwards, their heads and bodies separated due to inertia, and blood gushed from the severed necks.

The 'sentinel' flashed past them and then disappeared again, reappearing behind two other training assault battalion soldiers who were trying to stop him.

Both involve wielding a sword and both involve beheading.

The entire process was extremely fast, without the slightest hesitation or delay.

This 'sentinel' of the sorcery school selected five targets the instant the spell was cast.

From near to far, there were two general's guards blocking his way, two training assault battalion soldiers, and finally, Morin, who was leaning out of the trench, holding a submachine gun, seemingly ready to shoot him.

In his view, this spellcaster, who was being protected by the other Saxon soldiers at all costs, was definitely a high-value target.

Once he's killed, the mission will be mostly complete.

(End of this chapter)