The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

In the darkness, shadowy figures moved about.

Chapter 17: The Operation (Please continue reading)

night.

Thick, dark clouds obscured the full moon.

In the forest outside the goblin lair, the sentry leaned against a tree branch, yawning.

"Ugh, so sleepy!"

"The chief is really something. He's just a lost kobold. Is it really necessary to send him into the tribe to increase the number of sentries?"

"The captains didn't find any trace this time either, why won't the leader let me go back yet!"

The goblin muttered a complaint.

"That weirdo who liked to imitate humans and those old fogies, they must have been eaten by monsters... Heh... Heh..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he had no chance to finish.

call out!

A faint whooshing sound rang out as a pale bone arrow pierced the night and landed precisely in the neck of the goblin sentry.

"Ho...ho..."

The goblin sentry tried to shout, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound; he could only let out a weak, breathy noise.

Its body could only tilt helplessly, about to fall to the ground.

But before the corpse could make a sound, a lithe figure had already darted up the tree trunk.

He supported the body with one hand and laid it flat among the tree branches.

This man was the commander who came to launch the night raid.

Advance in silence.

In the darkness, Zhan Shuai's golden eyes gleamed as he raised one hand and swung it forward.

Immediately afterwards, in the deep darkness, more than a dozen pairs of identical golden eyes opened.

The team advanced silently.

All players know that the sentry rotation zone is every two hours.

They only have two hours.

Players, taking advantage of the kobolds' better night vision, precisely cut off warning devices and traps.

The hidden sentries were easily dealt with by the bone arrows shot from the Hundred Herbs Garden and the combined efforts of Zhan Shuai and others.

The life of the goblin sentinel vanished silently in the night.

The goblin chieftain's defenses were practically useless against the players.

Soon, the goblin nest came into view.

The simple wooden stakes were driven into the ground, forming a circle, with sharpened tops to protect against the cold wind and wild animals.

Two towering watchtowers stood behind the wooden wall, with two dark figures appearing and disappearing within them.

The war commander watched from afar.

Now comes the most crucial moment. The sentries are in parallel vision and can see each other.

You must kill both of them at the same time to cross the open space and reach the base of the wooden wall.

The warrior turned around, nodded to the Hundred Herbs Garden and another Dragonblood Warrior wielding a powerful bow, and stepped aside.

The two stepped forward, took a deep breath, raised their bows, nocked arrows, and began to aim simultaneously.

Due to skill limitations, Baicaoyuan proactively chose one from a more distant location.

With the bow drawn to its fullest extent, Baicaoyuan held his breath, his gaze passing through the dense foliage of the forest to the goblin on the distant watchtower.

The gazes of a dozen or so players behind him brought an immense, mountain-like pressure.

Without any hesitation, Baicaoyuan released the bowstring.

hum!

hum!

Two soft twangs of the bowstring sent the arrow flying like a shooting star, piercing the night sky.

Just then, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the bright moon.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the two goblin corpses on the watchtower and the pale arrowheads piercing through their heads, speckled with crimson.

It worked!

A silent cheer seemed to rise among the players, but under the War Master's gaze, no one spoke.

This is the result of the intensive training.

In the virtual era powered by super AI, players are all highly educated, possess a variety of skills, and are generally of high quality.

With a little training, their tactical skills, while not comparable to those of elite special forces or real soldiers, would absolutely crush these goblins.

Looking at this scene, Zhan Shuai nodded in satisfaction.

Although the short training period couldn't achieve perfect obedience, at least it ensured that they followed orders and wouldn't lose their minds in crucial moments.

Actually, it's not entirely due to training.

Nowadays, player camps are few but elite; if someone messes things up, their career in the game is over.

Turning around, the commander looked at the two heroes of this mission and gave them a thumbs up.

The dragonblood warrior was excited, his face flushed, but he remained silent.

The Hundred Herbs Garden was relatively unremarkable.

He suppressed the excitement in his eyes and nodded to Zhan Shuai.

Turning his gaze away, Zhan Shuai waved to the players behind him, signaling them to start forming a human ladder.

The goblins' walls were not high, only a little over two meters.

If it were a human body, the War General could cross it alone, and many players could do the same.

But now it's just a dog-headed man, and it's rather short.

Even if the Dragonblood Warrior undergoes a second growth spurt and becomes taller, it will still be very difficult.

Furthermore, with players now wearing rattan armor and carrying shields and spears, it's even more impossible for them to cross alone.

The players acted quickly and began to work together to form a human ladder.

Zhan Shuai and Bai Cao Yuan worked together to easily cross the sharpened wooden wall.

Upon landing, Zhan Shuai and Bai Caoyuan looked around.

The area was deserted; the night patrols, based on information from the copper-headed belt, were not around.

Even though the players' movements are restricted by the rattan armor and shields they carry, they will not be detected even if they make a sound.

Soon, all the players climbed over and entered, holding spears and standing excitedly in front of the war commander.

At this moment, they felt like they were playing a role-playing game.

This feeling also made them more involved.

Zhan Shuai raised his hand and extended three fingers.

This was discussed beforehand, and all players understood that the action time limit was thirty minutes.

Without mentioning the rotation of hidden sentries, the visible sentries have already been taken offline.

The goblins aren't stupid; it won't be long before they realize what's going on.

Immediately, two people left the group, taking the extra equipment, and went together to rescue Copperhead Belt and the others.

Zhan Shuai led the main force, taking advantage of the cover of night, towards the mine entrance.

Because of the poison, most of the goblins in the surface camp were fast asleep.

Furthermore, because the goblins were still in a primitive society, although they had several large pots to cook food, the division was not thorough enough.

Even the so-called patrol team fell victim to the virus.

Meanwhile, at the mine entrance, the goblin guards looked listless and drowsy.

Suddenly, some figures appeared in the darkness ahead.

The goblin guard who had raised his head was startled and his spirits lifted. He was about to ask a question when he heard a faint sound of something cutting through the air.

call out!

Before he could speak, an arrow was already embedded in his head.

The other goblin guard nearby did the same.

The two fell down almost simultaneously with a muffled thud.