It was roughly 4am in the night, and after their leaders had set off to the capital with Sebastia and her companion, the Demon Rat Guards decided to take a breather in the night. The excitement had finally died down from all the running around and seeing resistance forces to be slaughtered.
“I wonder what the rush to the capital is? The Captain isn’t always this…assertive. He was more laidback and take credit whenever possible.” Demon Rat Guard No.67 in the guard station spoke to Demon Rat Guard No. 1757, who was accompanying him for a game of cards.
“Oh. Remember further north of the capital, where the temperature turned every naked demon rat into ice within three days?” Guard No. 1757 asked as it yawned at the ever quiet of Uote Town’s Guard Quarters.
“Yes, I do remember. There were rumours Demon Rat Battalion XII tried to enter there with newer snow gear created by Masters. They did not last long either, all of them never returned. The winter winds there are definitely cursed.” Guard No. 67 said as he threw a playing card down.
“Thing is, I heard there was a long standing squabble between the Burning Lion Demon and Water Snake Demon right over the territory there. Apparently, this time, the squabble nearly turned into a fight.” Guard No. 1757 threw down another card, and it looks like he had the chance of winning the pot for tonight.
“Oh…so Captain want to bring that sexy Battle Lady and her companion to defeat the two Elder Demons?” Guard No.67 placed a higher bet into the pot.
“What?! You want to raise? Urgh, I will follow. And yes. Captain does not believe in that Battle Lady. Sarge No.98 said she stinks. You know how Sarge’s stink is more or less correct.” Guard No. 1757 followed with the bet.
“I see, I see. If that battle lady is truly formidable and wants to gain favour from the two Masters as well as the Demon Rats, it’s best she defeats the Elder Demons. Even killing one will allow the other to simmer down and the Masters can quietly proceed with their plan.” Guard No.67 threw the cards down and showed a straight flush.
“Fuck!.” Guard No.1757 dropped his cards and laid back a little. “Yeah, and if she is not geninue with her help, she could be chased after by the two Elder Demons until she dies. Did not know Captain is that cunning.”
“Nah, I think Captain received orders from Master. I caught a brief glimpse of the Masters’s magical eyes residing with Captain when Battle Lady was fighting the Dark Templars. I think he wants to know how strong the resistance was.” Guard No.67 pulled all the whole pot to himself and thought of all the food he could buy with it.
“Hahah! Then Masters were shocked by the strength of Battle Lady! No wonder they want to invite Battle Lady to the capital.” Guard No.1757 stood up for a stretch and then saw a glint outside of the gate. He picked up his weapon, wore his makeshift helmet and slowly opened the guard station’s door.
“You going patrol? That is rare!” Guard No.67 was recounting the amount of copper he got from the game.
“No, I saw something shiny for a moment. I guess that was my ima-” A loud metallic noise, something similar to their Steam Tech was heard from outside the gates.
*BRRRRRRRR BRRRRR BRRRRRR*
The Metal Slug Tank literally flew out of the portal and smash its tracks on the gates while driving at full power. The solid iron gates held by a flimsy iron chain broke into two dented gates as it turned wide open from the Lord Wolte’s aggressive charge.
“What the hell is that?! Sound the alarm!” Guard No.67 picked up his pot instinctive, but before any of them could reach to the alarm which was powered by a series of Steam Tech controls, Lord Wolte had already aimed his turret at them and shot an anti personal shot. The whole guard station was painted red with the innards stuck to the walls, and Guard No.67’s coppers were scattered all around the floor.
“Bro! that is wicked!! I want to let my little boys see you in action too!” Baphomet said as he raised his hand to draw a magical spell circle of him. There and then, he raised the magical spell circle up and from above, a scythe dropped from it.
Baphomet held his weapon tight as he swung it once, causing three little Baphomet Juniors to appear who had the same appearance as him. Goat head with a lion’s mane as well as two hoofs and a pair of small bat wings behind.
“Go make havoc my little juniors! Make Uncle Wolte proud and see how he fights too!” Baphomet smiled as his juniors saluted back and ran like scurrying rats towards the front doors of their Guard Quarters. Lord Wolte knew instantly that Baphomet wanted him to blast the front doors and he gladly did so.
“One Shot of Wolte’s Special Door Breaker coming right up!” Wolte fired his turret again, and a purplish ball of fire came out from his turret and towards the main doors of the Guard Quarters. It exploded so loudly that they finally heard alarm bells ringing within the compound.
The Baphomet Juniors were delighted to see Uncle Wolte in action again that they need to prove they were in no way inferior too. The juniors jumped up to the second floor and started their massacre from the barely awoken demon rats in there.
Shadows of the Baphomet juniors could be seen briefly from the brittle laterns the Demon Rats used as their source of light, and Daddy Baphomet was cheering them on while they moved closer.
The Dark Templars were in strict formation behind Lord Wolte when they entered the compound and for a good reason. They were there to assist Lord Wolte defences since his mobility was slightly limited based on how fast the turret could rotate.
Lord Wolte knew that he could have machine gun emplacements at the side of his tank but he did not have sufficient worshippers under him yet. That was the whole reason for this ambush. He wanted to show his strength to the Dark Templars to give the commander and his troops enough reason to trust he was worth worshipping to.
“Ahhh, I am finally seeing the rats coming out of their lair,” Zieg said as he saw the Demon Rats coming from their sides and towards the Metal Slug Tank. He called out to the Dark Templars to now surround Lord Wolte in a oval shape formation to protect him.
“Don’t you worry. I have something that will hinder those pesky rats a little so they would not be too much of a trouble!” Lord Wolte said as he retracted the long barrel back into his turret. With a bit of twitching of his moustache, the anthropomorphic tank released a shorter tank barrel, but this time, there was an ignition torch right at the end of the barrel.
“Wolte’s Special! Very Hot! Flamethrower!” Wolte said as he spewed flames out of his turret and slowly turn his turret to burn from the left to right of the tank. The rats that were caught in the wall of flames screamed in pain, scattering the first wave and breaking their supposed formation.
Some of the Demon Rats even died on the spot of the wall of flames. But this gave the opportunity for other rats to be fearless as some tried to jump over the Wall of fire to reach their enemies. Nevertheless, before they could reach within the 30 metres of the tank, balls of dark energy were shot out from the Dark Templars. Specialised enchanted dark arrows also flew from the longbows of the Dark Templar Archers and to the demon rats at the backline.
“Enough of the Very Hot! Flamethrower!” Lord Wolte wished to try all the various weapons he had obtained from his evolution. The barrel retracted once again, and this time around, its barrel was angled as he aimed at the right of the Guard Quarters where Baphomet noticed a large Giant Demon Rat emerging from the shadows.
“No worries that is why I am using Wolte’s Special Burst Mortar!” Lord Wolte happily announced the name of his weapon and fired a series of mortar fire towards that direction. The entire area turned into smoke from the blast, and Lord Wolte laughed at his fabulous powers.
“Bro, sorry to disappoint you but…it seems like that Giant Rat is still alive.” Baphomet still sensed its presence coming forward despite it coughing from all the smoke.
“Eh? Erm…Oh…I used the wrong ammunition. That one only produces smoke. My bad.” Lord Wolte thought to himself, but he needed to show his might towards Dark Templars.
“That smoke was just to slow them down like the fire wall! If they are still brave enough to walk through the smoke and fire, then I have to show them the real deal!” Lord Wolte cleared his throat and acted confident throughout.
He quickly changed its ammunition and this time round when he fired, there were not just smoke but loud explosive vibrations that accompanied it as well. “Ah! That sounds more like it. I was thinking why the shell just now had no impact despite all the smoke.” Lord Wolte smiled to himself as Baphomet clapped at the successful mortar attack.
“As expected from my Bro! To misdirect the enemy despite being in their territory! Such bold tactics!” Baphomet shouted out loud. “Looks like I cannot slack as well! Dark Templars! Because you are Lord Wolte’s worshippers, I am giving you a taste of real demon powers!” Baphomet flexed his muscles, and a frightening demon aura eluded out of his body and the Dark Templars absorbed it willingly.
“Woahhhh! This is Sir Baphomet’s powers!!!” Zieg said as he put his palms out and a long beam of dark energy came out, annihilating any Demon Rats in the way of his attack. The rest did the same, and everyone was shooting wicked energised lasers at the Demon Rats.
“Hey! I cannot be outmatched by my subject! Dark Templars now have a taste of my power too!” Lord Wolte said as he emitted his energy towards the surrounding templars and suddenly, their dark energised beam stopped.
Instead, something was forming right in front of them, and it looked like a thin cylinder looking metal arrow. “Say Unleash Wolte Missiles! And those projectiles in front of you will fly to your enemies!” Wolte said proudly as he continued the indiscriminate firing of his mortar.
“Unleash Wolte Missiles!” Zieg and the rest of the Dark Templars shouted simultaneously. Like heat seeking missiles, (Except they are not or else they would be aiming at the wall of flames) the missiles flew from their hand with a blast of fire coming out of the back of the jet booster.
The Dark Templars were surprised that it flew slow, but they were aimed at their targets with such high accuracy that when it exploded, they were surprised by its effects. Lord Wolte saw their priceless faces when they saw that the dark templars could wield the same kind of powers like the Metal Slug Tank.
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In the meantime, Silver himself was running on the rooftops carrying a cage that was covered with a cloth from within. Qu Er told him that he could only open the cage at the Central Square for the maximum effect. He was going to relay the message via the magpies that the resistance consisting of the Dark Templars was performing a brave frontal attack against the Demon Rats and demanded the townsfolk not to be alarmed. Leaving their house would not be recommended until the assault was over.
As he ran across the rooftops, he could see the massive amount of smoke and dust rising from the Uote Guard’s Quarter. “Too late guys!” Sliver said to himself as he noticed that the patrols were running back to the guard quarters to see what was exactly happening.
When Silver reached Central Square, he climbed up the fountain that was at the core of the square and opened the cage while he grasping for air. “Out you go birdies! Time to do your job! Damn the cage was heavy!”
However, there were no signs of any birds coming out.
Sliver felt it was weird since it was not as what Que Er had told him. There should at least be a bird inside as he rattled the cage previously. “Did they die or something?” Sliver tried to look into the cage since the cloth enclosed the cage from within and not outside.
Suddenly the magpie’s cage shook violently, and suddenly tens of magpie flew out of the cage, causing Sliver to be surprised that he threw the cage down and he fell into the pool too. The cage was stuck on the fountain statue, and even more magpies of various colours flew out in all sorts of directions, spreading the information around to the civilians of Uote Town.
