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Chapter 618 Captive
"Report to the headquarters that the bakery at Castelo Sampaio has started a fire before daybreak."

Before breakfast even started, this important information was reported up the chain of command until it reached the Western Front Corps Staff.

The General Staff ordered three powered delta-wing aircraft of the Air Force Experimental Brigade to take off and conduct reconnaissance in the west, northwest, and southwest directions.

On the ground, the entire army entered a state of readiness for war, checked weapons and equipment, and took up corresponding deployment positions.

The soldiers who were originally a little relaxed suddenly became nervous, the veterans were rubbing their hands in readiness, and some of the new recruits were nervous but did not dare to show it on their faces.

In the blue sky, Hannah was piloting a huge powered delta wing, flying due west according to the terrain and compass instructions.

There is not much wind today and there is no cloud or fog, which is suitable for flying reconnaissance.

This powered delta wing is a reinforced version developed after the last accident. Its frame is made of high-strength magic-reinforced steel pipes, it is powered by two larger engines, and two people can sit in front and behind the driver's seat.

Hannah sat in the driver's seat in the back, while the operator in the front was carefully fiddling with a camera.

The camera is fixed on a tripod, with identical boxes on the left and right, one containing film and the other a thin silk white cloth, which allows you to see the same projection as the film simultaneously.

Hannah kept the powered delta wing at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters. The wings were painted with a camouflage pattern of dark blue, light blue and gray, making them difficult to see on the ground.

Almost an hour later, the operator in front shouted excitedly: "There's something going on over there at 10 to 11 o'clock, by the river!"

Hannah immediately looked back at the position of the sun, operated the powered delta wing, and flew towards the target under the cover of the sun.

Ten military camps were built along the river. Smoke rose from the camps. Many people were walking back and forth between the camps and the river, probably fetching water to make breakfast. Others were starting to pack up their tents, apparently preparing to set off.

Hannah reported the military situation to the headquarters, and the operator took pictures of the military camp with a camera.

The two discussed it and decided to lower the altitude of the powered trike so that the camera could take clearer pictures.

Someone below saw a strange "big bird" in the sky. No one paid attention to it at first, but soon someone realized that something was wrong.

Two griffins carried the knights into the air. Hannah and her friends discovered them in time and turned around and retreated immediately after taking the last photo.

Griffins live in the south and are afraid of the cold. The current weather is around zero degrees, and it is even colder in the morning. They don't fly very fast at the beginning, and they need to warm up slowly to speed up.

Hannah increased the speed of the powered trike to the maximum, climbing as it flew.

Four people, two griffins and a powered delta wing flew eastward.

The voice of the command center came from Hannah's headset: "Jinguabao, this is the bread oven, report the situation."

She immediately reported: "This is Jinguabao, report to the bread oven, there are two griffins following us, about three kilometers away, and they can't catch up."

Command said, "Jinguabao, take the guests over Lake No. 3, the lower the better."

Hannah replied, "Golden Pumpkin Bag understands."

Lake No. 3 is a large lake about twenty kilometers away from the fortress, with grasslands and sparse woods on the lakeside.

Hannah slowed down her flying speed, and the griffin behind her saw that the strange "monster" in front had slowed down, so she immediately sped up and started to sprint.

But their sprint was in vain. When the distance between the two sides was less than two kilometers, Hannah suddenly accelerated in a short period of time. The distance between the two sides no longer shortened, but gradually widened.

Hannah controlled the powered delta wing, repeatedly accelerating and decelerating, just like a wounded prey that sometimes desperately tried to escape but lacked stamina and could only accumulate strength before trying again.

The distance between the two sides kept fluctuating between two kilometers and one kilometer, but was gradually shortening and the altitude was getting lower and lower.

Lake No. 3 appeared in front of them, and a voice Hannah had never heard before came into her earphones: "Jinguabao, this is Cat's Claw. Do you see a particularly tall tree at your one o'clock position?"

Hannah replied: "Cat's Paw, Jingubao can see the tree." The tree is four or five hundred meters away from the lake, more than ten meters higher than the surrounding trees, and is particularly conspicuous.

The other side said, "Jinguabao, take the guests across the lake and fly between the trees and the lake, maintaining an altitude of two to three hundred meters."

Hannah replied, "Gou Bao understands."

It took her half a second to plan the route. The powered trike lowered its altitude and increased its speed, but its speed suddenly slowed down when it was over the lake.

The griffin behind was also extremely tired. When it exhaled, its nostrils were like a boiling kettle, spewing out two white air columns.

The griffin riders saw that the strange guy suddenly slowed down, and the leader gestured to him not to rush forward, but to maintain pressure and let it land on its own.

They had never seen such a thing before and were afraid that if they got close, the high-speed rotating object would fly over and chop them.

Now it looks like there's something wrong, so just wait for it to fall off on its own.

Hannah flew over the woods at treetop height, with the two griffins only five or six hundred meters behind her.

Suddenly, there was a burst of intense gunfire in the woods.

Hannah had received shooting training, but she had only fired a gun at a shooting range and had never heard so many gunshots going off at the same time.

A battalion of the 33rd Regiment had just gone to help someone settle an account a few days ago and had camped nearby last night. Upon receiving the order from the headquarters, they immediately rushed to set up an ambush.

Almost everyone in the battalion hid in the trees and opened fire at the same time when the two griffins approached.

The infantry had anti-aircraft shooting training, and the two griffins were instantly covered by dense bullets.

The empty bullets fell on the lake in the distance, splashing countless water droplets, as if it was raining.

The griffin has leather armor on its abdomen to protect against arrows from the ground, but it is extremely powerless against bullets.

The two griffin knights immediately realized that the griffin was doomed, and immediately released the buckle and jumped to the woods below.

The air cavalry all had magic props for landing, so a height of more than 200 meters was not a problem. The problem was that as soon as they landed, they found themselves surrounded.

The two griffin knights took out two short magic wands as long as their arms from behind. After the magic circle on them was activated, a large khaki magic-shaped shield appeared on one of them, and a mace and a battle axe appeared on the other one.

The two men stood back to back, covering each other, ready to meet the enemy.

"Oh!"

A new recruit on their side got nervous and opened fire without waiting for orders.

"[Madeira Kingdom curse]!" The wounded knight lay on the ground, covering his wound. "You can't treat a noble baron like this!"

He was ready to die in battle. If it was just an ordinary wound, he could just endure it, but the shot just now was too strange, and the wound left behind was too shameful for a soldier.

The bullet hit his buttocks, struck the right gluteus maximus and flew out, then penetrated the left gluteus maximus and flew out, leaving four bullet holes.

Another knight did not want to die, and seeing his companion "seriously injured", he immediately shouted: "We surrender, we demand the treatment that a noble deserves, you must treat my companion!"

To surrender without a fight is a disgrace, but to surrender for the sake of your wounded comrades is another matter altogether.

So Wesson's army captured two prisoners.

(End of this chapter)