nucmednet Chapter 110 The Night of Trian
Chapter 110 The Night of Trian
Alice shook the car keys in her hand, and the maid carried a strange canvas bag into the car. The canvas bag was not light, and there was a metallic clanging sound coming from inside. The strange buckles and structure on the outside of the canvas bag were unheard of. Rafis put the bag into the car and placed it heavily on the back seat.
"Let's drive."
Alice pulled the car door open and climbed into the driver's seat. The maid nodded, and a slender, beautiful leg wrapped in black stockings stepped into the driver's seat, attracting Alice's attention for a few more seconds before she looked away and turned the car key.
This Ford Touring Sedan is equipped with a state-of-the-art, and difficult-to-mass-produce, V8 engine, whose powerful performance supports the doors and engine compartment, which are additionally equipped with bulletproof armor.
The roaring car engine revved up quickly. Alice adjusted her small round hat. She was wearing a suit, with a black vest and red shirt underneath, giving her a British flair, but the M1903 tucked into her waistband was undeniably American.
Alice stepped on the gas, and the car drove forward. The roads around the Hong Kong Coliseum were lined with green belts, where new buds were just beginning to sprout and everything was coming back to life.
What's the deal with the secret intelligence agency's danger report?
Alice turned the steering wheel, and the car turned onto a street. She asked in a casual tone, her eyes remaining unfocused.
"Miss, the Secret Intelligence Service's field agents have recently tracked down several suspicious targets coming from the south. There are indications that they were carrying weapons...and dangerous goods. The field agents have located one of the suspicious sites and intercepted a small batch of weapons and ammunition that hadn't had time to be moved, including M653 Navy revolvers..."
"and then?"
"The head of the secret intelligence agency, Olina Kristoff, sent a warning. She is convinced that the half-elf assassin Ella Silverblade is involved."
"Ella Silverblade?"
"She is a half-elf, her mother is an elf and her father is a dwarf. Over the past ten years, she has successfully assassinated many local corrupt officials, but for some reason, before that war began, she submitted to the usurpers in the south and assassinated several of His Majesty's capable lieutenants."
Alice nodded, her eyes sharpening. Olina Kristoff was no newcomer; she was a capable professional in that field.
It seems I have to go see her.
The car turned onto a ring road. The National Defense Commission's headquarters is located between the administrative districts. If you want to get there, taking the ring road is the fastest way, and the speed limit there is below 75 km/h.
Alice glanced expertly at the rearview mirror. There wasn't much traffic. Behind her were two black Ford Model Ts, but the drivers weren't visible from there. She looked ahead and saw several Fiat cars driving on the road. Trucks were rarely seen on the inner ring road anymore.
"Tell me about her special skills. Maybe we can challenge her sometime?"
"Her mother was a dark elf, just like me, but I don't know if you've ever heard of the term 'Night Witch' for her mother?"
"Ah, there are some, vaguely."
Alice wasn't sure where she'd heard the word, but she vaguely remembered it. She tilted her head; the Fords behind her were on either side, while the space behind her was empty.
"She is skilled at hiding herself at night. You may not have heard of the so-called invisibility magic, which can make the caster transparent. It is an ancient spell of the dark elves."
"uh-huh?"
"During the day, this spell might reveal her, but at night it won't; it makes her almost completely transparent at night."
Alice nodded. An invisible assassin—that's a troublesome one. Even if caught, she can escape smoothly using this magic. It seems we need to find a solution.
Alice thought of thermal imaging. No matter how she tried to hide herself, she couldn't completely prevent her body from emitting heat, could she?
As Alice was thinking this, she suddenly realized that it was already dark and the sun had long since disappeared below the horizon. She pulled the lever behind the steering wheel, turned on the headlights, and illuminated the road ahead.
But then she noticed that the lights behind her were getting brighter and brighter. She was about to yell at the high beams of the car behind her, but when she looked back, she realized that the car behind her, which had been keeping a normal distance, had suddenly moved up to her. Even more dangerously, she saw a figure sticking out from the passenger seat and a pistol in his hand.
"Loli swearing*! Rafis! Bow your head!"
Alice slammed on the brakes, the car's tires screeching against the brake pads and the road with a piercing, tooth-grinding sound. The car came to a sudden stop, but the Ford Model T behind Alice couldn't brake in time and crashed into her car, flying to the side due to inertia.
boom!
The gunman in the other car pulled the trigger. Alice didn't linger. She stepped on the gas and drove the car. Rafis pulled out a .38 Smith & Wesson revolver from the crowd, rolled down the window, and pulled the trigger.
"Okay! Okay! Looks like I'm really unlucky to go out today!"
The car sped along the road. Alice placed the pistol at her waist on the center console, ready to fire at any moment. The V8 engine roared. She glanced at the car behind her and saw several other cars chasing after her. The maid shouted for backup over the radio, and adrenaline began to surge into her head.
The car continued speeding along. Alice gritted her teeth. This road to the Ministry of Defense was not frequently used. She stepped on the gas pedal. Suddenly, a truck sped out from the intersection ahead!
"Loli swearing!!!"
A sudden upheaval occurred, and Alice discovered that the car had been rammed off the road by a truck. A wave of dizziness washed over her, but she quickly suppressed it. She looked at the passenger seat and saw that Rafis's head was drooping. She placed her finger on Rafis's philtrum and found that she was still breathing.
Alice breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, she tried to calm herself down. The No. 3 bag in the back seat was still there, so there was still hope. She looked towards the main road, where the car that had been chasing them was getting closer and closer.
She kicked open the deformed car door and took out her bag from the back seat. It was a bag she had made herself, and from the outside it looked no different from an ordinary canvas handbag.
But by simply unzipping a few zippers, opening a few holes, and turning it inside out, it instantly transforms into a tactical vest!
Alice fastened her tactical vest. It didn't have Kevlar plates, but it was covered with 5mm armor steel in the front and back. On her chest was a small submachine gun—a TEC-9 submachine pistol.
Unlike the original TEC-9 submachine gun, the TEC-9 pistol that Alice fixed in the MOLLE system in pouch number 3 made the most of the current technology, replacing the plastic receiver with wood, making the whole gun heavier.
Alice also provided it with a wire folding stock and several 20-round magazines; the submachine gun was equipped with a fire selector.
Insert the magazine, pull the bolt; 9mm Parabellum ammunition is already available on the firearms market, and the bullets Alice has are numbered AP6.3.
Alice walked around the car and pulled the unconscious maid out of the passenger seat. The situation was extremely urgent; she had already seen the gunmen chasing after them. She raised her submachine gun, aimed it at the gunmen carrying lanterns and flashlights, and pulled the trigger.