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The northernmost point of Manhattan Island, Fort Trine Park.

"Team B has reached its position."

"Team C is in place."

Hearing the report coming from the earphone, Tennessee quietly took a few steps forward while replying "Understood".

Across the dense grove, fifty meters ahead, there is a building with a red roof.

Judging from the style and size of the building, this should be a private house built in the 1960s and 1970s. However, through the signs and billboards hanging outside the house, it is not difficult to see that it has been transformed into a commercial building that integrates shopping and recreation.

"The pockets are already tied." Crouching behind the bushes and staring at the red-roofed mansion not far away, Tennessee raised his hand and put it on Sif's back waist, asking her for advice in a low voice: "Can we get started?"

"Are the girls on the river ready?" Turning back, Sif confirmed first.

"It's already in place, it's lurking." Under the night, Tennessee's eyes flashed with eagerness to try.

Looking back at the big house, after deliberating for a few seconds, Sif reached behind her back and grabbed the hilt of the sword on her back: "Let's start then."

Without speaking, Tennessee just looked back, raised his right hand and made two gestures.

As Tennessee gave this order, a dozen more figures appeared in the woods behind the two.

"California, take a group of people and go around from the south. The rest, follow me~!"

"receive."

"Yes, Sister Tennessee~."

"Remember not to kill yourself."

After reminding the last sentence, Tennessee stood up, walked out of the bushes with Sif, and took the lead in rushing towards the big house fifty meters away.

The landscaping in the park is well done, and the green lawns are well trimmed. With the cover of the night, everyone's whereabouts were well concealed, and thanks to the softness of the lawn, the footsteps were very light, almost inaudible.

In addition, the group of people controlled by Lorelei are basically ordinary people. When carrying out security patrol tasks, they are far less meticulous than professional soldiers, and they are not even comparable to those who are hired from the society. In the blink of an eye, the combat team led by Tennessee and Sif had already arrived in front of the big house.

After a few very weak muffled noises, several of the 'guards' outside the main entrance of the mansion were knocked down and stunned, lying upright on the ground like dead pigs.

Looking at each other, Sif squatted and touched the window on the side of the gate.

Tennessee, on the other hand, crouched forward and walked to the window on the other side, while making another gesture to the little sister who was following behind.

The battle plan had been discussed before the operation. After receiving the order from Tennessee, two ship girls immediately turned around and quickly walked to the cars in the parking lot in front of the house.

If it was someone else, it might take a little more effort to paralyze these cars. But in the hands of the ship girls... well, it's mainly because I got a better tool from Stark before departure. It didn't take a few seconds for the two ship girls to use a small laser cutter to remove it. Dropped the front wheels of these cars.

At this time, Sif and Tennessee had also broken the window and led the team into the house.

"Bang Bang~~!" The sound when the glass shattered finally aroused the enemy's vigilance. After a few slightly panicked shouts, fierce gunshots sounded in the room.

Shotguns, pistols, civilian semi-automatic rifles... If you are familiar with ordnance, you should be able to distinguish some differences from the sound of gunfire and hear which weapons are firing.

Well, in fact, no matter what type of firearm it is, it cannot pose a threat to the ship girls.

After all, they are all elves who were born in battleships... Despite their delicate looks, they seem to be knocked down by a gust of wind, but in fact, their defense power is completely equivalent to that of battleships. Not to mention the individual firearms that can be controlled by manpower, even if it is replaced with a vehicle-mounted weapon with a larger caliber, it is still unable to break through their defenses and cause substantial damage to them.

On the contrary, it was Sif from Asgard who felt some pressure—although she had three times the physical fitness of Earthlings, in the final analysis, her skin was slightly stronger than Thor, who had not lifted the seal. Then a little bit. With the physical body alone, it can withstand bullets from small-caliber pistols, but in the face of more powerful semi-automatic rifles, or shotguns equipped with single-headed bullets that are enough to hunt large animals, it is still a bit meaningless.

You can't charge straight ahead against the opponent's fire like a ship girl, you have to set up a shield from time to time, or dodge flexibly with your movement... Fortunately, Sif has always been diligent in training, and she is a master of cold weapons. In the blood and fire accumulated countless close combat experience. In general, her combat efficiency is not much inferior to that of the ship girls.

"Ha~!" He put up his shield again to block the bullet fired by a certain 'macho', and then by the inertia of turning around, Sif kicked the vase that fell to the ground with one kick~lightnovelpub.net~ out.

It's quite thick, and there is still half a bottle of water that hasn't leaked...

"Clap~." With a crisp sound, the vase shattered on the forehead of the 'Handboy'... It felt as if someone had knocked it with an eighty hammer. fell down softly.

Almost at the same time, Tennessee also rushed in front of the other two guards, attacked with bullets, and rewarded them with a heavy punch.

One was smashed to the floor, the other flew out, smashed the window and hung on the windowsill.

The guards at the back had not had time to rush over, and the ones in front who had not been cleaned up were also shocked by the attack of the ship girls, and they forgot to fire for a while.

The scene fell into a brief silence.

At this moment, a head stuck out upstairs.

Perhaps sensing this sight, or perhaps simply coincidence, Sif also raised her head at the same time.

"Lorelei~! You can't run away."

"It's you again~!" Looking at the murderous Sif downstairs, Lorelai's face showed a trace of panic and deep hatred.

It was precisely because of Sif's tireless pursuit of thousands of miles, and staring at him like a ghost, that Lorelei was arrested and brought to justice 600 years ago, and was eventually locked in a dark cell. In other words, if it weren't for Sif, she might still be enjoying the splendor and riches after the usurped throne, living a nourishing and unrestrained life as a queen.

Hate is because Sif has ruined her own good deeds, and fear is also because it was broken in Sif's hands at the beginning... It is no wonder that after seeing Sif again, Lorelai will react like this now.

"Kill her~~!" Under Lorelei's greeting, the men under her control picked up the guns in their hands again and launched a new round of attacks on Sif.