717 Surprise Attack (2/2)

Even if they did, it would take more than five minutes for a skilled engineer to put it on them. In that time, everyone would have already been killed by the frost giants while they were still getting dressed.

Everyone smiled bitterly. Although they were uneasy, it was a knight's fate to follow orders. Their respect for dogma and command had been instilled in them from an early age, from the time they had started training as knights until they had officially been knighted.

A qualified knight would not have any hesitation in the face of orders, even if they were ordered to jump into a fire pit. Although fear was inevitable, their sword-tempered bodies would have no hesitation.

It was a little embarrassing to admit, but it had to be said, these so-called knights' brains would only be put to work when they were needed. Most of the time, they were rough-and-ready creatures of instinct.

As they waited for the countdown, Galahad said in a hoarse voice, ”Sir, it's time.”

Christine was silent for a moment, then nodded. ”Geraint, your turn. You will be the commander for this operation.”

”Then...” The Knight of the Round Table known as Geraint took off his helmet, revealing a face covered in scars. He looked at his remaining six squad members. ”The operation will begin in five minutes. The plan has already been sent to everyone. Stick to it.”

He raised his hand and touched the scabs that had recently formed on his scars. His eyes went hard and his voice was cold. ”Remember, this is the counterattack on Asgard that we have been waiting for. No, I should say that it is revenge for the 46,000 people who have died in battle over the last few days. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! I want each of you to come back with the ID cards of ten Frost Knights, or else die carrying 11! Understood?”

”Understood!”

”Then God bless the Kingdom.” Geraint put his helmet back on.

”May the Queen bless us!” the Knights of the Round Table replied.

The powerful sound of scraping iron rang out, and everyone felt their ”iron box” being lifted up by the crane and placed on the track.

Then, the disturbing sound a gear turning rang out.

The countdown started.

Five… four… three… two…

One!

The instant the countdown ended, dozens of overlapping roars sounded from all around the construction site. Everyone felt their vision go dark, and a massive force pressed them into their seats. The small box they were in was writhing wildly and emitting the sharp sound of steel grinding on steel.

After a moment, they could no longer feel gravity.

In that instant, the friction between the steel cables and the guide rails sent out a shower of sparks, and the ”iron coffins” hanging from the guide rails were sent whistling through the air by the tremendous kinetic energy.

After breaking free of the 60-meter long guide rails, the ”iron coffins” swiftly tore through the air, setting off a fierce scream as they flew through the sky.

In a flash, it had already cleared the city and the sea fortress, and were high in the sky.

They were like dozens of stars rising in the sky, and then, they descended upon the Asgardian camp!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The alchemy arrays on the iron coffins ignited. Before the Asgardian alarms could sound they had already entered their threat range. As they met the counterattack movements preset by countless enchantments, the defensive shields on the iron coffins were activated.

They were like ships that were tossed by a storm.

Pieces of debris were falling off the burning iron coffins and scattering in the wind, until finally, through the continuous loud noises they smashed into warehouses and crashed to the ground. Numerous pieces of iron went flying in all directions, and the shockwave smashed directly into the two walls, collapsing them and burying the sentries in the rubble.

Amid the flying particles and dust, the knights walked out of the broken iron coffins. They coughed fiercely, feeling the weakness caused by the violent impact. But even though they felt faint, they pulled out their longswords without hesitation and spread out according to the plan.

Syringes under the armor had already injected stimulants and painkillers into the knights' veins. Amidst their heavy breathing, their eyes were burning red.

In just a few seconds, the artificial organs implanted in their bodies had awakened. Their muscles bulged wildly and adrenaline surged through their veins, but their brains were plunged into a state of mechanical calmness.

The roars continued one after another as more iron coffins fell from the sky and one by one, squads of Knights of the Round Table were sent into the Asgardian camp.

Some of them smashed into the drilling grounds, some into the workshops, some in front of sentry posts. The most fortunate smashed into the barracks.

Ignoring the dizziness caused by the high-speed landing, the knights pulled out their weapons at the moment of impact and threw themselves at any living thing around them. With the scouts' infrared vision, there was no use in hiding.

Even though they were wearing the lightest armor and were not equipped with any additional functions or weapons modules, the swords that they carried were enough to cleave a person in two even if they used their bed as a shield.

The lightest of the swords that came equipped with the power armor was 80 kilograms, heavier than a person!

In less than a minute, all the soldiers in the barracks had been slaughtered before they could even wake up to the massive din. Fragile flesh could simply not compare to the power of steel.

The massacre had begun!