Chapter 672

The night before dawn, the rain poured down.

As time goes by, it is still dark and late when the sun should rise in the morning. Baron fomoy looked up and saw that the sky was covered by dark clouds. The sky was as dark as dusk. He could only hear the sound of water pouring in his ears. The rain shrouded his eyes and the horizon. The passenger ship slowly passed in front of him on the vast Suez Canal. The sound of whistle woke up many British soldiers who were still dreaming.

Baron fremoi said coldly, "it's time!"

He put on his raincoat, pulled out a black umbrella from the door of the office, blocked his head and walked into the vast heavy rain. His black boots stepped on the muddy water and splashed nearly a foot of muddy water. The heavy rain washed everything in front of him and gathered into a turbid current, forming pools of muddy water in the open space of the camp.

Even Baron fomoy stepped on the mud. He came to the center of the camp, where a considerable number of British soldiers were busy. They were carrying real guns and live ammunition. Several drivers were braving the heavy rain to repair several manned troop trucks. The rest had lined up and could start at any time.

Among these soldiers, there was also a column of priests in black. They were solemn, silent and orderly. Dozens of people stood together without making a sound, which made Baron fomoy nod secretly.

Worthy of being the elite of the Anglican sanctuary, he is a priest who fights with dark creatures all the year round.

The old bishop was supported by a servant and came from behind. He saw Baron fomoy's dignified face and said, "if it was this weather, the strength of those vampires would not be weakened much. Moreover, the heavy rain would bring chaos and trouble..."

Baron formoy said in a deep voice, "we will minimize the trouble!"

The old bishop glared at him and hummed: "don't underestimate the dark creatures. Those who can survive the pursuit of mankind must have something to see. We have seen too many incredible things in the process of British conquest of the world. There are too many evil gods worshipped by aborigines, hidden evil species, dangerous black magic and so on!"

"But the thing that appeared in Cairo not long ago is one of the most difficult things I've ever seen."

"Imoden, the greatest high priest in ancient Egypt... He has become more terrible since the resurrection of the curse. But there is still someone in Cairo who can fight him. This person should be the behind the scenes driver of the eye of Horus we are looking for."

"Be careful of him! Although we carry almost half of the power of the Holy See and dispatch to Gurkha mercenary camp, the mysterious existence we control and employ, you should still be careful. This is the revelation of the Lord! May the Lord bless us..."

"God bless!" whispered Baron formoy.

Dozens of priests in black boarded the troop carriers. Several trucks were neatly loaded with hundreds of British soldiers, including many strange people selected from the colonies. Dozens of cavalry rushed out first. They braved the heavy rain to open the way ahead and escort the convoy, and dozens of small indigenous soldiers walked through the woodlands on both sides.

The convoy drove slowly towards the target along the road of the base. African mercenaries with spears and bows were running vigorously on both sides of the road. They were very fast. They stepped barefoot in the mud, and their speed was no lower than that of the nearby truck.

The soldiers advanced in the rain, but the rain could not block their vision at all.

As for the cavalry marching slowly with the convoy, they are crawling on the horse with a machete in the shape of Damascus at their waist. Their body shape fluctuates slightly with the galloping of the horse. They have sharp eyes and awe inspiring momentum. People have no doubt that they can pull out the machete at their waist at any time and tear all the enemies in front of them to pieces.

The purpose of these people is a sub camp not far from the main camp. The priest in black has locked in, where a large number of officers have been transformed into vampires. Under the cover of the heavy rain, they want to clean up these severely affected areas one by one.

Chen ang stood at the bow of the passenger ship that sounded the whistle and drove slowly downstream along the waterway. Looking from the Suez Canal, he could see Baron fomoy's motorcade driving side by side with them. Chen ang watched these people on their way. At this time, they were close to the camp. Baron fomoy's people were at the gate of the camp, He saw the Baron sitting in the co driver's seat of the open road truck, opened the checkpoint without saying a word and let the whole team in.

The movement here startled the British soldiers in the camp. They nervously watched Baron fomoy jump out of the car in the rain without taking his umbrella. Then elite gendarmes jumped down from the evil car behind and formed a team behind Baron fomoy. To the surprise of these soldiers, a group of priests in black priest clothes also followed up.

Baron fomoy looked at the soldiers probing at the gate of the barracks and shouted: "now, for the national security and anti espionage mission of Great Britain, we have practical evidence to prove that this battalion has German spies. Now all soldiers are prohibited from entering and leaving the barracks, and they all stay in the barracks for me!"

"Those who leave their room without permission will be dealt with by military justice; those who resist with guns and weapons will be executed on the spot; everyone will stay in their own bed. When the gendarmerie comes in, put their hands on the back of their heads and lie on their backs to the door! No communication and snooping are allowed. Now your only task is to hold your head in bed. Otherwise, the gendarmerie will have the right to execute you!"

The herald soldiers loudly repeated Baron fomoy's orders everywhere, and the soldiers who followed the Baron had been divided into small teams to patrol in the camp. They first rushed the soldiers who were still outside the number room into the number room and guarded all checkpoints and doors. When Baron fomoy stepped into the camp, these teams had broken into the first target number room.

The gendarmerie captain looked at the roster in his hand and said to an officer in the number room, "are you first warrant officer Hyman?"

Hyman got up from bed, looked at the gendarmerie and said, "yes, sir! What's the matter?"

"Please come with us!" the captain of the gendarmerie team said expressionless. Hyman didn't say a word, but looked at the black priest behind and said with a low sneer: "it seems you found us!"

The gendarmes immediately fastened their guns, and the priest watched by Hyman also pressed his right hand on the Bible on his chest. He hesitated and said, "you..." at this time, an officer behind Hyman suddenly burst up. He buried his head and ran out like a wild boar. Before the gendarmes did not react, Hit their flesh and blood.

The gendarmes clearly heard the sound of breaking their bones. The priest in black, who was protected by the public, felt a pain in his chest and a smell of sweet gushing out of his lungs. He took out the cross dagger in his waist and pressed it down fiercely, which was about to stab into the violent Officer. At this time, Hyman had jumped up high and jumped on him.

The sharp claw tore open his artery in an instant. Hyman fell on his neck and swallowed his blood, while another blood clan had slaughtered the gendarmerie. Hyman rushed out of the number room with the body, and gunshots came from all directions.

However, most of them were blocked by the body in front of him. Occasionally, one or two escaped fish were embedded in Hyman's body and soon squeezed out by the healing muscles. Hyman rushed to the most sundries in the bunker and planned to escape with the help of cover. At this time, a white light from behind hit his back heart. Hyman screamed and turned to ashes in the white light.

Another blood clan who escaped with him was also hit in the heart by a silver bullet soaked in holy water.

Hyman's resistance seemed to open the curtain of the riot. Dozens of blood families chose to start suddenly at this moment. Some of them were immediately killed by the gendarmerie, but most of them carried out a massacre in the gendarmerie, but were found an opportunity by the priest in black. Baron fomoi calmly looked at the riots launched everywhere in the camp. He just dispatched snipers when the enemy rushed out of the number room.

But this is a minority after all, but most blood families are successfully limited to a relatively narrow and single space by them. The priest in black kills those exposed blood families with amazing efficiency.

Under the command of Baron fomoy, they were always cut and separated in a narrow battlefield. Even the most dominant blood clan just killed all the gendarmerie team and shrank in the number room to resist.