I'm a spy in the film

Amid the expectant eyes of the transport team members, the second iron skewer arrived as promised.

A sudden stab from above pinned the spider to the ground.

"it is good!"

The young knight of the transport team shouted loudly.

He swung the cross sword in his hand vigorously to block a gargoyle's attack from the air, just in time to see Bourne jump off the still twitching body of the spider and run towards him quickly.

"Don't come over here, these gargoyles are very powerful..."

"boom!"

A small fireball exploded on the gargoyle that he had just blocked. The sound was not loud, but the destructive power was extremely strong.

The gargoyle's skin was blown off in an instant, revealing its internal organs that looked like dead wood.

The young knight's words of persuasion were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

The next moment, he felt his hand lighten, and the cross sword was snatched away by the young Holy Son who was throwing iron sticks and shooting fireballs.

"Hey, hey, give me back my sword," the young knight stretched out his hand anxiously. This was the most precious gift his mentor had given him. As long as the sword is alive, the man is alive. If the sword dies, the man dies!

"You don't know how to use it, don't hurt yourself--"

His words paused again, because he saw that his cross sword was lightly swung into a sword flower in the young man's hand, and then he slashed it diagonally, chopped it horizontally, and cut off the head with one sword.

The four gargoyles that had been troubling their team for a long time were killed.

"This, this,——"

The young knight was dumbfounded and speechless.

Not only him, but all the survivors of the transport team, and even the other saints who had never seen Bourne take action, were shocked by the incredibly swift killing speed.

The enemy fell before we even made a move!

Are we too strong or are the enemies too weak?

Can I do it too?

They thought so, but Duran knew very well in his heart: Son of Bourne is getting more and more powerful.

"What's your situation? Can you leave now?"

Duran walked up to the only two remaining knights and asked the older one.

"Who are you?"

The knight was very vigilant. Although Bourne saved them, necessary questioning was still needed.

Including Bourne, the holy light shone on the bodies of ten holy sons at the same time.

The light flashed for a moment, and the survivors of the transport team all showed joy on their faces.

"You guys are finally here!"

The older knight said excitedly, "Help us rescue them quickly. The key is with Vice Captain Sal."

He pointed at a middle-aged knight who was dragged to the spider's side, his body wrapped in spider silk with only half of his face exposed.

Bourne swung the sword in his hand quickly, and the spider silk on Deputy Captain Sal's body was cut by the sword.

Perhaps the spider silk was poisonous, and Deputy Captain Thrall had become unconscious. Even though a Holy Son used holy light to treat him for a while, there was still no response.

The older knight said, "There are five of us in our team and 5 mercenaries, a total of 15 people, seven vehicles, and all the weapons and equipment are in those five vans.

The rest is fine, they are all light weapons and ammunition, but there are a few boxes of explosives that Grand Knight Commander Remier specifically requested, and they must be delivered as soon as possible."

He looked at himself and the young knight, the only ones left intact among the knights, as well as the less than ten mercenaries standing aside, some feeling relieved and some feeling terrified, and said anxiously:

"When we came out, the bishop said that if things get worse, we can distribute weapons to the local people to resist the dark forces. Now..."

He didn't finish his words, but everyone understood his meaning: that is, to abandon most of the weapons and hire local residents to escort the boxes of explosives to the stadium.

"this--"

The saints hesitated.

Lord Remire asked them to pick up the transport team. They picked up the people and there was a lot of goods, but how to transport them was a problem.

They came very carefully and lightly, and thanks to Bourne's risk warning, they were able to avoid most of the monsters without any danger.

This time, when we go back, carrying weapons, ammunition and the wounded, how lucky do we have to be to be able to return safely without disturbing the monsters?

it's out of the question!

"so!"

Bourne suddenly spoke up, "Move out the weapons first. The injured and I will set up a base here to attract the monsters' attention. You guys go back with the ammunition that Grand Knight Commander Remier needs. Try not to fight the monsters."

"Even if a fight breaks out, it must be resolved quickly. Use cold weapons instead of guns, so as not to disturb more monsters."

"There are so many monsters, you can't do it alone! I'll stay with you!"

Duran swung the chain hammer in his hand, and several circles of spikes and teeth popped out from the hammer head.

"No, Duran, you take them!"

Bourne rejected Duran's proposal and said, "Let the mercenaries carry the ammunition, and you guard them."

With the little prestige he had built up in the early stages, he arranged it this way: "Now, four people in one car, quickly move the ammunition in the car to that place."

The place Byrne was talking about was a small bank with a small facade.

Although Bourne had never been inside a bank, he was very familiar with its internal structure.

It has a thick exterior wall, a small front, a spacious interior, a safe at the back, and metal explosion-proof nets on the windows and doors.

It can be said to be the best place to hold a firm position.

"Hey, you're defending here alone?" the older knight asked hesitantly.

"Of course not!" Bourne looked at him strangely and explained, "Banks in Rio are all backed or looked after by gangs, so there must be a gang base near the bank.

"We just need to break down the bank door, and soon a large number of gangsters will arrive. At this moment, facing the siege of monsters, they can all be used!"

Very good, it not only attracted the monster's attention, but also helped the local residents eliminate the gangster gunmen, killing two birds with one stone.

As for whether those gangsters would be obedient or not, the old knight didn't think much about it. After all, they were surrounded by monsters, so how could they fight among themselves?

Isn't that seeking death?

Bourne has a different view on this.

These low-level gangsters don't have such high IQs. They don't know the principle of "the lips and the teeth are interdependent" at all. If they get a chance, they will definitely shoot themselves in the back.

But he was a man with cheats. No matter it was danger warning or schizophrenia, he could detect the changes in the expressions of those temporary cannon fodders at the first moment, and kill them in advance before those traitors and troublemakers shot him.

Just as Bourne expected.

The ten-man Holy Son Squad and the transport squad of more than twenty people had just moved a few boxes of ammunition and kicked open the bank's door when the bank's alarm sounded.

The alarm sounded far away in the dark and silent street. If this place was not several blocks away from the stadium, a large number of monsters would have swarmed in.

Now, it's just a matter of delaying the time and scale of the monster siege.

"If we had anticipated this, we would have hacked into the bank's security system in advance!"

Bourne was a little annoyed, but his hands were still moving quickly. Everyone else also quickened their pace to move the boxes of guns, bullets, bombs and mines from the car into the bank lobby.