The plan was simple. They were going to sneak over the ridgeline, take out the first group of guards silently, and then bombard the oil rig with the machine gun that Wolfe had brought.
It wasn't a military facility, so Wolfe suspected that this was going to be a massive exercise in overkill, but the locals were very enthusiastic about it, and letting them go wild with a machine gun for a few minutes would help morale much more than a few well-aimed shots with a rifle.
"First, I will give everyone an Armour spell. There are some amulets in the plane, but I will use my own magic to give you one at the same level since there are so many of us going today.
Is that fine by everyone?" Wolfe asked.
"Go ahead. Nobody complains about getting magical armour." Dali chuckled.
