Chapter 503 Operation Plan
This area north of the North was commonly addressed by Watchmen as Area 46 of the North.
With water and vegetation, it was a better place for human life than the wild places of the North.
Many nomadic peoples lived in this area and gathered together to form villages or tribes.
Of course, they lived a modern life as well. They sold their cattle and sheep to the outside world, and they had amazing milk tea.
They lived on the grassland and were carefree.
Unfortunately, they encountered a night they would never forget. They saw meteors in the sky, so they wished on them, and then the meteors fell on them. Strange creatures jumped from the meteors and rushed into the villages, tearing people to pieces.
The place instantly became a tragedy. Some fled, some hid, and many died for good.
Four hours were not exactly long. Twenty-one cars quickly arrived at their first destination, which was a collection of yurts. By this time, the place was a mess. Most parts were burned, and there was a pungent smell of blood.
Right now, a squad from Night Watch was carrying out the search and rescue work.
Those twenty-one cars arrived. Other than Gerald and the others, the rest were all dressed in Night Watch’s uniform with a piece of red cloth on their arms. It was a symbol, indicating that they were from Elite Teams.
Seeing Gerald and the others, the captain of the rescuing team from Night Watch, who was searching the place, immediately ran over with cold sweat on his forehead.
Countless Watchmen were in the North. However, it was rare to see hundreds of members from
Elite Teams showing up together. The man was only the captain of an ordinary squad from Night
Watch, so he was under some pressure when he saw them.
When he saw the hilts of the two sabers on Gerald’s back, he even trembled. Then he looked at the people next to Gerald and couldn’t help but swallow.
He thought, for three years, no one has seen Team 11762, and its former members have all become captains.
Gerald, the legend of Night Watch, has disappeared for three years. Yet a few months ago, the organization announced that Team 11762 would be reorganized, and the former members began to hand over their work and prepare to return.
Now, apparently, the legendary squad of Night Watch has reappeared.
He looked at Gerald and couldn’t help but swallow. Then he walked up and said in a low voice seriously, “I am Owen Tate, the captain of Team 18534 from Night Watch, Watchman No. 2450.”
Gerald let out a breath and looked at the messy ground. “What is the situation now?”
Owen sighed and then said in a serious tone, “There is… no one alive inside. I don’t know if anyone has escaped. From the M.O., I believe Blue Elite Ghosts were the chief culprit. We have four squads from Night Watch at the nearest point, but we are not that good on average, so we have been stationed on the edge of the North. From the report of our men… Elite Ghosts are dispersing, and it seems that they want to destroy. Also, those teams took a lot of casualties.”
Gerald frowned. He sensed that the reason why these Elite Ghosts had landed here was not because of some deviation. Instead, it was intentional.
Triston frowned and walked up. “A lot of casualties?”
“Yes. It’s true that we are not very capable, and it’s hard for an entire team to fight one Blue Elite Ghost,” Owen smiled bitterly and said. “If possible, I would like to go in and search. Yet we drew lots, and I was left behind to search and rescue.”
Owen’s eyes were complicated.
He was indeed a Watchman. He knew that he might die by going inside, yet he did not hesitate.
Sometimes, being alive was a kind of torment.
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