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Chapter 1611: The Vampire Afraid of Water!
"Commander, City Hall, Broadcasting Company, Customs Office, Airport, and other departments inside the city have received call requests from London."
The deep night had not yet passed.
Inside the Command Center of the First Heavy Composite Brigade at Giant's Park in Belfast, the voice of the Artificial Intelligence suddenly rang out.
Lieutenant Colonel Konev, hearing this, showed no intention of putting down the coffee in his hand. Sitting on the wide commander's chair, he replied indifferently:
"Tell them that until we occupy the entire island of Ireland, we refuse to communicate with them. Military communication is an exception, of course; they are welcome to take this place back."
The Leo Army Group alone has twenty Heavy Composite Brigades in the Army, and including the Navy and Air Force, their total military strength is as high as 300,000.
It is destined to take a long time for so many troops to arrive completely.
And as the first Heavy Composite Brigade to enter,
their primary mission is to ensure that subsequent troops are not disturbed.
At this time, he had no interest in talking with the United Kingdom's high-ranking officials, and even if there were talks, he wouldn't be the one doing them.
That is the work of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Otherworld Strategy Committee.
"Okay, Commander."
"You're welcome, Yuri~"
Lieutenant Colonel Konev joked humorously.
Although he knew the other party was just an AI, under the influence of novelty, he still had the enthusiasm to communicate with it.
The key is that the degree of 'Yuri's' intelligence sometimes makes people forget that it is an AI.
Just like the Headquarters of the Otherworld Strategy Committee has an AI named 'Maus'.
The Academy of Science, at the requirement of the Command Department, also got a 'Yuri' for the Star Realm Army.
Of course, organizations like the World Government Headquarters, Ministry of Police Affairs, Biochemical Research Institute, and even the Academy of Science itself, all have a dedicated internal AI to help manage many complex matters.
Not long after.
Lieutenant Colonel Konev's words were transmitted back to London across the sea by 'Yuri'.
This greatly angered the United Kingdom's high-ranking officials who had urgently convened a Department of Defense meeting overnight.
At this moment, including the Minister of Defense, Minister of State for Defense, Chief of Staff for Defense, First Sea Affairs Minister, Air Force Chief of Staff, Army Chief of Staff, and more than a dozen political undersecretaries, were all sitting around a meeting table.
"Too arrogant!"
"Talk after occupying the entire island of Ireland? Dream on!"
"Don't hesitate any longer! Immediately contact HMNB Clyde, dispatch the Home Fleet there, and retake Belfast!"
"That's right, we can declare a state of war! Have the whole army prepare for combat as quickly as possible, and at the same time, contact the Allied Nations. It's time for the 'North Atlantic Treaty' to take effect!"
The military high command present angrily voiced their opinions.
The Minister of Defense, sitting at the head seat, was pensive.
After most people gradually quieted down, he raised a problem:
"The limited intelligence provided by 'MI5' Third Branch indicates that the opponent's weapons and equipment are suspected to exceed the era we are in."
"Although most are within the scope of understanding, they are still sufficient to suppress our troops."
"This means that once war starts, our side will very likely be at a disadvantage, or even suffer defeat."
"Putting everything else aside, which nation's troops do you think could annihilate an entire Commando Brigade of our Royal Marines within half a day?"
As his voice fell, the entire room fell silent.
"Mr. Minister, no matter what, Northern Ireland is our nation's territory. It is now militarily occupied by enemy troops, and they refuse to communicate with us. At the very least, we should fight them, especially in the maritime and air domains!"
This is the First Sea Affairs Minister and Navy Chief of Staff.
In his opinion, the defeat of the Third Commando Brigade was a land battle.
But the main combat power of a modern army is actually concentrated in the navy, air force, and missiles.
Indeed, the people around nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, the Minister of Defense had no choice but to agree.
"Alright then, let HMNB Clyde dispatch forces. However, remind them to first attempt to control air advantage!"
And at this moment.
Inside a certain castle in London, a secret meeting was also being held.
Its name was the 'Round Table Council'.
"Let us send someone to Belfast to investigate?"
"With all due respect, this is not our job."
"We deal with non-human monsters that are anti-United Kingdom and Protestant Christian. War between humans has nothing to do with us, unless the opponent attacks London itself."
At the end of the meeting table, a woman with dark golden long hair, wearing reflective round glasses, and dressed in a brown men's suit,
was holding a smoking cigar in her mouth, looking indifferently at the Council President sitting at the head seat opposite her.
"Integra, the Third Branch of MI5, has found evidence that the opponent might be 'alien'."
"This is the screen feed captured by the camera outside the wall of the nearby shopping center."
The council member sitting in the second seat on the left side of the meeting table, the current second-in-command of MI5 Section, pushed a file bag over.
To be honest, the photos inside were very rare.
Because the United Kingdom at this era had not yet equipped police officers with portable law enforcement recorders.
Mobile phones with camera function were only just released this year; not only was their popularization rate very low, but the pixel count was also only 110,000.
Fortunately, there happened to be a large shopping center near the scene of the incident.
Integra, half-believing and half-doubting, took out the surveillance images from the bag, one by one, which were relatively clear.
Indeed.
The first one showed a screen feed of a light mass appearing out of thin air in the center where two roadways intersected.
The second one showed the light mass turning into a light gate.
The third one showed two fully armed strange soldiers running out from the light gate.
The fourth one showed more strange soldiers appearing, and a traffic police officer lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
The fifth one showed some kind of tunnel extending from inside the light gate.
The sixth one showed armored vehicles starting to drive out from inside the tunnel, one after another.
Integra's expression became more and more serious the more she looked.
These photos could indeed prove that the force occupying Belfast most likely came from another planet and had control of some kind of space-time channel technology.
"Hoo—"
"We 'Hellsing' will send someone over to take a look."
She could no longer find a reason to refuse, and she herself also wanted to understand more intelligence about the opponent.
Soon, the Round Table Council ended. The nine council members, including the Council President, left by car under the cover of the night.
Because this castle was both the headquarters of 'Hellsing' and Integra's private property.
And the full name of 'Hellsing' is the 'Royal Order of Protestant Knights'.
As the name suggests, it is directly subordinate to the 'British Royal Family'.
That is, a special mechanism directly under the current Queen of the United Kingdom, and normally led by the 'Round Table Council'.
And the council members of the 'Round Table Council' are all high-ranking officials from the major important departments of the United Kingdom.
Including the Commander of the British Atlantic Fleet, which is now renamed the British Home Fleet, Admiral Paywood!
It can be said.
The Round Table Council and the Royal Order of Protestant Knights.
Are the core organizations that control the supernatural matters of this world.
"My Master, it seems something very interesting has happened."
In the meeting room where only Integra remained.
Accompanied by the blood color that surged out of thin air, a very charming voice suddenly sounded.
In the blink of an eye.
A tall, thin man wearing a red hat, a red coat, and a black suit, with a smile on his face, sat down in the seat next to the woman.
"The problem is that Northern Ireland is across the great sea, Alucard."
Integra frowned and looked at the other party.
She knew that the strongest vampire before her, his biggest weakness was being unable to cross flowing water.
Small-scale streams were fine, but encountering great rivers would make it impossible to move an inch, let alone an ocean.
Even when traveling by ship, he could only stay on the ship. The same applied to airplanes; he had to stay inside the cabin.
If he dared to go out, he would immediately lose his flying ability and plunge into the water.
From then on, unless he was lucky enough to drift to land, he would have to stay on the seabed for the rest of his life...
"It is indeed very troublesome, but what can I do when I have curiosity?"
Alucard smiled slightly, completely unconcerned.
(End of Chapter)
"Commander, City Hall, Broadcasting Company, Customs Office, Airport, and other departments inside the city have received call requests from London."
The deep night had not yet passed.
Inside the Command Center of the First Heavy Composite Brigade at Giant's Park in Belfast, the voice of the Artificial Intelligence suddenly rang out.
Lieutenant Colonel Konev, hearing this, showed no intention of putting down the coffee in his hand. Sitting on the wide commander's chair, he replied indifferently:
"Tell them that until we occupy the entire island of Ireland, we refuse to communicate with them. Military communication is an exception, of course; they are welcome to take this place back."
The Leo Army Group alone has twenty Heavy Composite Brigades in the Army, and including the Navy and Air Force, their total military strength is as high as 300,000.
It is destined to take a long time for so many troops to arrive completely.
And as the first Heavy Composite Brigade to enter,
their primary mission is to ensure that subsequent troops are not disturbed.
At this time, he had no interest in talking with the United Kingdom's high-ranking officials, and even if there were talks, he wouldn't be the one doing them.
That is the work of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Otherworld Strategy Committee.
"Okay, Commander."
"You're welcome, Yuri~"
Lieutenant Colonel Konev joked humorously.
Although he knew the other party was just an AI, under the influence of novelty, he still had the enthusiasm to communicate with it.
The key is that the degree of 'Yuri's' intelligence sometimes makes people forget that it is an AI.
Just like the Headquarters of the Otherworld Strategy Committee has an AI named 'Maus'.
The Academy of Science, at the requirement of the Command Department, also got a 'Yuri' for the Star Realm Army.
Of course, organizations like the World Government Headquarters, Ministry of Police Affairs, Biochemical Research Institute, and even the Academy of Science itself, all have a dedicated internal AI to help manage many complex matters.
Not long after.
Lieutenant Colonel Konev's words were transmitted back to London across the sea by 'Yuri'.
This greatly angered the United Kingdom's high-ranking officials who had urgently convened a Department of Defense meeting overnight.
At this moment, including the Minister of Defense, Minister of State for Defense, Chief of Staff for Defense, First Sea Affairs Minister, Air Force Chief of Staff, Army Chief of Staff, and more than a dozen political undersecretaries, were all sitting around a meeting table.
"Too arrogant!"
"Talk after occupying the entire island of Ireland? Dream on!"
"Don't hesitate any longer! Immediately contact HMNB Clyde, dispatch the Home Fleet there, and retake Belfast!"
"That's right, we can declare a state of war! Have the whole army prepare for combat as quickly as possible, and at the same time, contact the Allied Nations. It's time for the 'North Atlantic Treaty' to take effect!"
The military high command present angrily voiced their opinions.
The Minister of Defense, sitting at the head seat, was pensive.
After most people gradually quieted down, he raised a problem:
"The limited intelligence provided by 'MI5' Third Branch indicates that the opponent's weapons and equipment are suspected to exceed the era we are in."
"Although most are within the scope of understanding, they are still sufficient to suppress our troops."
"This means that once war starts, our side will very likely be at a disadvantage, or even suffer defeat."
"Putting everything else aside, which nation's troops do you think could annihilate an entire Commando Brigade of our Royal Marines within half a day?"
As his voice fell, the entire room fell silent.
"Mr. Minister, no matter what, Northern Ireland is our nation's territory. It is now militarily occupied by enemy troops, and they refuse to communicate with us. At the very least, we should fight them, especially in the maritime and air domains!"
This is the First Sea Affairs Minister and Navy Chief of Staff.
In his opinion, the defeat of the Third Commando Brigade was a land battle.
But the main combat power of a modern army is actually concentrated in the navy, air force, and missiles.
Indeed, the people around nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, the Minister of Defense had no choice but to agree.
"Alright then, let HMNB Clyde dispatch forces. However, remind them to first attempt to control air advantage!"
And at this moment.
Inside a certain castle in London, a secret meeting was also being held.
Its name was the 'Round Table Council'.
"Let us send someone to Belfast to investigate?"
"With all due respect, this is not our job."
"We deal with non-human monsters that are anti-United Kingdom and Protestant Christian. War between humans has nothing to do with us, unless the opponent attacks London itself."
At the end of the meeting table, a woman with dark golden long hair, wearing reflective round glasses, and dressed in a brown men's suit,
was holding a smoking cigar in her mouth, looking indifferently at the Council President sitting at the head seat opposite her.
"Integra, the Third Branch of MI5, has found evidence that the opponent might be 'alien'."
"This is the screen feed captured by the camera outside the wall of the nearby shopping center."
The council member sitting in the second seat on the left side of the meeting table, the current second-in-command of MI5 Section, pushed a file bag over.
To be honest, the photos inside were very rare.
Because the United Kingdom at this era had not yet equipped police officers with portable law enforcement recorders.
Mobile phones with camera function were only just released this year; not only was their popularization rate very low, but the pixel count was also only 110,000.
Fortunately, there happened to be a large shopping center near the scene of the incident.
Integra, half-believing and half-doubting, took out the surveillance images from the bag, one by one, which were relatively clear.
Indeed.
The first one showed a screen feed of a light mass appearing out of thin air in the center where two roadways intersected.
The second one showed the light mass turning into a light gate.
The third one showed two fully armed strange soldiers running out from the light gate.
The fourth one showed more strange soldiers appearing, and a traffic police officer lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
The fifth one showed some kind of tunnel extending from inside the light gate.
The sixth one showed armored vehicles starting to drive out from inside the tunnel, one after another.
Integra's expression became more and more serious the more she looked.
These photos could indeed prove that the force occupying Belfast most likely came from another planet and had control of some kind of space-time channel technology.
"Hoo—"
"We 'Hellsing' will send someone over to take a look."
She could no longer find a reason to refuse, and she herself also wanted to understand more intelligence about the opponent.
Soon, the Round Table Council ended. The nine council members, including the Council President, left by car under the cover of the night.
Because this castle was both the headquarters of 'Hellsing' and Integra's private property.
And the full name of 'Hellsing' is the 'Royal Order of Protestant Knights'.
As the name suggests, it is directly subordinate to the 'British Royal Family'.
That is, a special mechanism directly under the current Queen of the United Kingdom, and normally led by the 'Round Table Council'.
And the council members of the 'Round Table Council' are all high-ranking officials from the major important departments of the United Kingdom.
Including the Commander of the British Atlantic Fleet, which is now renamed the British Home Fleet, Admiral Paywood!
It can be said.
The Round Table Council and the Royal Order of Protestant Knights.
Are the core organizations that control the supernatural matters of this world.
"My Master, it seems something very interesting has happened."
In the meeting room where only Integra remained.
Accompanied by the blood color that surged out of thin air, a very charming voice suddenly sounded.
In the blink of an eye.
A tall, thin man wearing a red hat, a red coat, and a black suit, with a smile on his face, sat down in the seat next to the woman.
"The problem is that Northern Ireland is across the great sea, Alucard."
Integra frowned and looked at the other party.
She knew that the strongest vampire before her, his biggest weakness was being unable to cross flowing water.
Small-scale streams were fine, but encountering great rivers would make it impossible to move an inch, let alone an ocean.
Even when traveling by ship, he could only stay on the ship. The same applied to airplanes; he had to stay inside the cabin.
If he dared to go out, he would immediately lose his flying ability and plunge into the water.
From then on, unless he was lucky enough to drift to land, he would have to stay on the seabed for the rest of his life...
"It is indeed very troublesome, but what can I do when I have curiosity?"
Alucard smiled slightly, completely unconcerned.
(End of Chapter)
