Chapter 276 - Night before last 2 (1/2)
Chapter 276 - Night before last (2)
Word count: 5321Update time: 2012-12-21 11: 32: 31
Old Brent had once imagined that in a hundred years time, the foundation of Parkland's wealth would be lost to a spendthrift descendant, maybe swallowed by the Dark Council, or simply lost on the stage of history. However, he had never thought that a mercenary in the wilderness would shake the foundations of his family.
In fact, during the whole process, Parkland had many opportunities to eliminate the mercenary completely. After carefully analyzing the whole matter, old Brent came to the conclusion that Parkland's failure was due to him looking down on Zero, a person from the wilderness.
”Pride is indeed the biggest original sin.” Old Brent had sighed so once, but nothing had happened.
If it were not for the fact that he was worried about the reputation of Parkland's chauffeur, at the beginning of the journey north, old Brent could have used an overwhelming force to kill the danger in the bud. It was because of this concern that old Brent lost his favorite grandson. After Sauron's death, the Dark Council had sent high-ranking fighters to hunt him down, to restore the dignity it had lost.
Hearing this news, old Brent did not doubt that Zero was dead. However, even though the ninth Knight had come out, his efforts were in vain. No one would have thought that the Heroic Spirit Palace, which had always been enemies with the Dark Council, would actually save Zero. After that, old Brent thought he had no chance to avenge Saurun, but at this moment, the dark merchant sent him a precious message.
Zero, in order to complete the Asgard new barracks graduation test, has to appear somewhere outside of the wilderness. For old Brent, this was his biggest and last chance. He did not hesitate to send out the three most powerful men in Parkland. No matter from which point of view, when facing someone with an average strength at the seventh step, zero had no chance of surviving.
However, the opposite was the case. Up until now, old Brent had not received any news from those three. It seemed like the odds were against them.
Brent sighed softly in his bedroom. The old man's cloudy eyes stared at the fire in the fireplace. The fire had already dimmed down, just like the situation his family was in right now. Sauron's death, the successive failures of the operation, Parkland's reputation in the wilderness had been greatly reduced. To this day, five companies in Parkland's chauffeured subsidiary have announced that they are withdrawing from Parkland's jurisdiction. The Parkland chauffeur did not respond.
If it was in the past, old Brent would naturally mobilize his family's army to teach these conceited fellows a lesson. The death of Saurun, as well as the loss of his main fighting force, had left Parkland with no strength to do these superfluous things. For this reason, old Brent had no choice but to narrow down the clan's business and recruit a dozen low-level talents as a show.
Under this kind of policy, the old Brent family might be able to hold on for another ten to twenty years after his death, but they would eventually disappear. This was an unavoidable problem.
Late at night, old Brent left the rocking chair and went to his bed. The once luxurious bed, now old Brent could only feel an infinite emptiness. He stripped off the furs and lay down on the bed, but it felt like he was lying in a coffin. With his eyes closed, tomorrow would never come.
Tomorrow, of course.
When old Brent fell asleep, the clock on the wall pointed to four o'clock. It was the darkest time of the day.
Morpheus yawned and leant against the cold wall, drowsy. He was the lowest level soldier in Parkland, and his daily duties were standing guard and patrolling. It could be said that this job was extremely boring, but the pay was enough for the Memphis family to live a comfortable life. During the turbulent times, this little bit of reward was enough for an ordinary person to work hard for. Moreover, although Morpheus' job was hard and boring, there were very few dangerous situations that occurred.
After all, this was the home of Parkland's chauffeurs. Although they were not as powerful as they used to be, Morpheus believed that no one would be as daring as they were to come here. If there were no accidents, then there was nothing wrong with what Morpheus had imagined. The problem is that there was never a shortage of accidents in turbulent times.
The area was surrounded by a thick metal wall. Apart from the entrance to the highway, the rest of the area was covered by a twenty-meter tall wall. This height provided sufficient visibility for the soldiers in the watchtower, and the spotlight posts for the evening's work would make the environment within five hundred meters of each of the towers as bright as day, allowing soldiers on duty like Morpheus to see it clearly.
Although there were very few blind spots, there were still blind spots in the beam of light. In addition, the period of time when one was near daylight was when one was the most exhausted. Soldiers like Morpheus were no exception, and as he yawned, a lithe figure moved swiftly in the blind spot of the beam of light. As Morpheus rubbed his bloodshot eyes, the figure was already leaning against the wall, hiding in a corner where the beam of light could not reach.
Nightwalker placed a circular metal device on his hands and knees, and like a gecko, ascended from a vertical wall to the top of the tower. When he reached the edge of the tower, he rapped on the wall with his hand.
Morpheus was alarmed by the noise, and he hurried forward to examine it. As he peered over the edge of the tower, Morpheus saw the Nightwalker. Before he could warn her, she had already covered his mouth with her hand. Suddenly, a cold feeling came from his throat.
As Memphis's consciousness sank into infinite darkness, he saw a long blade. It pierced his own throat. He felt his body suddenly become very light, and then he felt nothing.
Nightwalker withdrew his saber and quickly climbed into the watchtower. Carefully, he pulled Morpheus's body into a corner, then punched a series of commands into the control panel of the spotlight, causing it to continue scanning, ignoring a particular direction.
A moment later, three other figures climbed up from the watchtower. In the afterglow of the light, the faces of those few people could clearly be seen. With a wave of his hand, they quickly left the sentry tower and followed the stairs into Parkland's territory.
At this moment, the darkness before dawn was quiet. No one knew that a life had already been thrown into the embrace of death. By the time the other soldiers found Morpheus' body, it was already ten minutes later. Thus, at 4: 35 PM, an ear-piercing alarm sounded above Parkland's territory, shattering the dreams of countless people!
Salton suddenly opened his eyes and bounced up from the bed. His body that was full of explosive power like a cheetah landed lightly on the ground without making a sound. Although he was a low-ranked, Salton's strength was at the fifth step, and his defence and agility were at the fourth step. Amongst all the people old Brent had recruited, he was the strongest.
It was true that with his abilities of two steps four and five, in the eyes of ordinary people, he was already a nightmare. Salton had no doubt about it. After being appointed as the leader of all the capable people by Brent, he had confirmed that he was the nightmare of those who dared to question his ability. But Salton did not know that tonight would be his nightmare!
”Get up, get ready to fight!” He rushed out of his bedroom and roared in the long corridor. Salton was already dressed in his own tactical uniform, and his aide was hurrying over with a tactical board.
The tactical board displayed a map of the whole of Parkland, with three red dots of light penetrating in different directions. Wherever the light spots passed, the functional buildings behind them were immediately marked with damaged skeletons.
The adjutant said hastily, ”Sir, we have found an intruder. They invaded from Outpost 4, infiltrating and destroying three areas: the food processing zone, the weapons factory, and the power station. ”Right now, our people have been cut off in batches, but these three are capable soldiers, so I'm afraid ordinary soldiers won't be able to do anything to them.”
While the aide-de-camp spoke, dozens of capable people had already left their dormitories, surrounding Salton and waiting for his orders.
Salton quickly divided the people who had the ability into three groups and asked them to eliminate the intruders as quickly as possible. He himself would have chosen the direction of one of the invaders to block the attack, but Salton thought better of it and had his aide-de-camp bring in an elite squad to guard the Tulip Building. That was the center of Parkland's territory. The rest of the territory could be destroyed, but not there!
Gunshots rang out in every corner of Parkland, and almost every minute, every second could be seen as the flames leaped and exploded. In all the years they had been built in Parkland, they had never been so brazenly attacked and destroyed. In the whole territory, the most obvious light source was none other than the food processing area to the southwest.