Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Outskirts of Oz.

Grace was wearing a black windbreaker and was walking in the forest with her men.

"It's fun here, no worries about satellites, no worries about drones."

The third in command of the mercenary group, Grace's brother Oliver said with a smile.

"Great for a base."

The fathers of the two, William Lewis Sr., did not participate in this mission, and there were also five or six mercenaries staying in their hometown.

Grace brought out the rest, eleven of them.

To be honest, although they have cooperated with Shire once, the trust between them and the wizard Shire is not high, and they always have to keep a hand.

Grace said nothing.

Although she seems to be undisciplined, she is actually suitable for keeping vigilant.

Be professional.

This is her mantra.

"Safety."

Soon some mercenaries made a safe gesture, and then they changed their formation and continued to scout around.

Next to Grace, a short Asian woman, Jing, threw the submachine gun behind her, took out a pen, bit off the cap of the pen, and began to quickly smear on the cardboard.

The task that Charles gave them was very simple, that is, to investigate.

The mercenary group is all about money, but they don't want any money, at least they don't want money to die. It is definitely impossible to give them money to let them charge against the army, because there is no hope of winning.

Scouting the terrain is just too easy.

Grace didn't refuse.

And just as she expected, it was really safe here.

Unlike in the past when we went deep into enemy-occupied areas, or dealt with those country idiots who did not leave the territory, there are few people here, let alone any resistance forces, not even a single person.

Their surveying work is safe.

But Grace also knew that this security wouldn't last long, that the enemies existed, or they wouldn't be needed.

"There is a situation."

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the mercenary in front sent a reply.

There are new changes.

Grace, Oliver and the others took two quick steps, occupied a hidden place that had been detected, and quietly observed outside under the cover of the dense forest.

It is a village.

"How to do."

Oliver asked in a low voice.

Although he is the elder brother, in terms of strategy and tactics, it is obvious that his younger sister Grace is more talented, and the father of the two is also more optimistic about Grace.

It doesn't make sense for Oliver to be the second in command, or even throw away Lewis' surname, to be a completely replaceable lead.

Because it is.

Grace said nothing.

After waiting for a minute or two, Jing came over.

"Only this village, the surrounding terrain within 500 meters has been detected, we can detour."

she whispered.

Finally, Grace responded.

"Detour, no."

She spits out the gum, puts it in waste paper, and puts it in the front tactical pocket.

"Fix them."

"They're all farmers."

Jing said subconsciously.

Indeed, they were not found in the village in front of them, and there were not many people. There were only about a dozen households. Scattered farmers and peasant women walked among them, looking weak and numb.

Even children who are running and jumping are very lifeless.

When they came here, Charles briefly explained the background to Grace. Grace knew that these idiots in front of her were all farmers living in a closed medieval world.

Numbness is normal.

"No."

Grace shook her head again.

"It's the enemy."

"Every creature we find is an enemy."

………………

Three snipers occupied the dark place, and two firemen blocked the other way out. Grace led the others out of the dense forest swaggeringly.

The mercenary group could not refuse Grace's order.

In other words, they did not intend to refuse.

The reason why the Black Swan Mercenary Group is notorious is because they have done such things more than once. They did everything they could to accomplish their missions. In non-war years, their behavior was very bad.

Grace was right, though.

Charles had indeed told her so.

The country of Oz has become the base camp of witches, there is nothing but the power of witches here, so everyone who happens is an enemy.

That's what Charles said.

"Hi!"

Grace walked in the front, and after a certain distance, she shouted loudly.

"This is where?"

The village was immediately awakened by this group of people coming out of the dense forest. Those farmers and peasant women came out of their homes and looked at this group of strangely dressed strangers with curiosity and fear.

They had no idea what they were about to bring.

And that's what Grace wanted.

If it is in an enemy-occupied area or a resistance area, she will not do this, because the other party also has weapons. Although the mercenaries have high combat literacy, in modern warfare, they will be shot to death.

Grace won't take any chances.

But here is different, this group of backward medieval farmers probably don't even know what a gun is, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Afraid of their forks?

And to show up directly can make all the farmers show up to the greatest extent. Although it is only a group of medieval farmers, Grace still intends to make a quick decision.

After all, they still have real enemies, and it would be bad to alarm them.

one, two, three, four

Grace's eyes quickly drifted across the village, and fell on those half-open gates, farmers and children standing in the village path.

There are about twenty people.

While observing, she gestured behind her, and she had assigned everyone to the mercenaries behind her as targets.

It's just a little strange, the faces and expressions of these people look very strange... But considering that this is a backward and closed medieval world, Grace is not surprised.

After all, she didn't know what real medieval peasants looked like.

"Do it!"

"Boom!"

With a swipe of her gesture, she raised her gun immediately, and was the first to shoot.

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet hit a farmer who she thought was the strongest. Blood spurted out of his chest, and then he fell down.

This group of farmers obviously didn't know what happened. They did have a moment of commotion, but they didn't even think about avoiding it.

"Bang bang! bang bang! bang bang bang bang!"

The next moment, there was a loud gunshot, and the mercenaries fired together, and immediately released almost all the villagers. After all, their marksmanship was practiced on the battlefield, and they were not vegetarians.

Only then did the few remaining people seem to realize what was going on. They screamed and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Bang bang! bang!"

Snipers in the dark opened fire and took away any living things that could still be seen in the village.

"Clean up."

Grace made a gesture, telling the others to go into every house in the village to check, not to miss any survivors.

The mercenaries filed out, passed by Grace, held their guns, lowered their bodies, and began to rush in.

Cough another chapter tomorrow, tomorrow, eh