However, Klein didn't get close to it, and circumvented it cautiously, aiming at the clock tower of the East Balam Dock.
��In Backlund, in addition to the towering and iconic bell towers of large churches, many government buildings will also have an additional one. It doesn�t have to be too tall, it doesn�t have to be grand, it doesn�t have to be gorgeous, it�s mainly practical, such as East Balam This one in the dock.
Compared with the tallest three-story buildings in the surrounding area, it is like a giant, towering into the night, overlooking the area.
Klein easily climbed into the interior of the bell tower, and walked quickly in the darkness along the endless spiral staircase.
Finally, he arrived at the destination, above the huge wall clock, surrounded by dark yellow fences, and above his head was a spire that could be touched by hand.
Taking a few steps forward, Klein hid in the shadows, determined the location, and looked towards the dock workers' dormitory.
It was a brick-red two-story building, and pedestrians who occasionally passed by were already close to black spots in Klein's eyes.
He stared for a few seconds, stepped back, and merged even more into the darkness.
At the same time, he took out the newly bought mask and put it on his face.
This is a clown with the corners of his mouth turned up high and his nose painted with red oil paint.
Happy clown.
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Klein was wearing a clown mask just like that, standing in the thick darkness, waiting patiently for the scheduled good show.
This wait is two hours.
When the pointer of the large wall clock below passed 1 o'clock, he suddenly saw something flying in the distance.
It was a huge airship with a deep black paint job!
If it weren't for the faint moonlight shining, it would be indistinguishable from the night. It doesn't make exaggerated mechanical roars as described in newspapers and magazines. Its blades rotate quietly, and the whole is as quiet as a found bird. A vulture that has caught its prey but hasn't yet found its chance.
The strong and light alloy supports the skeleton of the cotton cloth, and the box of the machine gun muzzle, throwing port and muzzle hangs below, which is full of deterrence at first glance.
There is no sound... This is a temporary treatment with extraordinary means, right? Klein, wearing a clown mask, looked at the slowly descending airship and had some guesses in his heart.
At this moment, his biggest puzzlement is that the small-scale extraordinary battle in the densely populated area of ??the city actually sent an airship!
Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring the surrounding citizens in a large area? Aren't you afraid of causing panic?
Soon, the airship was suspended in the air at a height of about 10 meters. In this way, Klein didn't have to worry about being discovered. His position was much higher than this!
Observing the situation below, he suddenly had a guess, that is, most of the airships will not go into battle, but monitor the scene in the form of air dominance, providing operators with a better perspective, and preventing accidents and possible targets. fleeing.
At this time, three figures in black windbreakers quietly appeared in front of the two-story brick-red building.
The leader didn't wear a hat, had short-shaven golden brown hair, and dark green eyes as deep as a windless lake.
The collar of his shirt and windbreaker stood up high, and his palms were covered with a layer of blood-red gloves!
And a suitcase made of silver and white metal is being wrapped around his left hand through a chain of the same color.
This was Krestai Sesima, one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks team of the Church of the Evernight Goddess. He was also one of the Big Three of the "Red Gloves" team. He happened to be in Backlund during this time.
Sesima glanced ahead, turned her head and said to the subordinate on the left: "Use the sealed item '1-63'."
"Yes, Your Excellency Sesima." The nighthawk squatted down and helped Sesima untie the chain that wrapped around the silver-white suitcase. JrNovels.com