"No, I must be crazy."
Munch shook his head, pulled down his helmet to block his sight, and leaned against the wall in a daze.
He once heard someone say that there is a disease called combat fatigue syndrome, also known as shell shock. The cause is mental abnormality due to the horrific experience of war. The specific manifestations are gibberish, visual hallucinations, and auditory hallucinations.
Thinking about it this way, it can be explained.
Therefore, Monk believed that he should be suffering from this disease. After all, from last night to now, his team had encountered enemy attacks many times, and he couldn't even remember how many times he heard the sound of shelling.
Seeing this, Lu Li felt very relieved, at least he didn't save this guy in vain.
Before that, he had made the worst plan, such as: the frightened Monk raised his machine gun and fired. Then, Lieutenant Colonel Frost received the news and decided to eradicate the monster. In the end, he was chased by a group of jeeps and tanks.
"Sir, I must have been deprived of sleep recently and had visions." Henry let go of the pistol and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "If you don't have any objections, I will take the first class soldier to the top floor to rest for a while. Those Germans I’ll leave it to you.”
Although he said this, Henry firmly believed that he was right. He had just sniped and killed a German soldier not long ago. How could there be something wrong with his eyes?
In fact, a bizarre speculation swirled uncontrollably in Henry's mind:
According to legend, seven hundred years ago, King John Lakeland of England was poisoned by a monk and died of his injuries. The poison contained wolfberry, which could transform the poisoned person into a werewolf.
Soon after, people heard the shrill howls of coyotes coming from his tomb, and a few days later, some farmers claimed to have seen the king wandering in the forest in the form of a werewolf.
Sergeant Lu Li turned into a werewolf!
Claws, fangs, these things are all reflected in him.
However, Henry was unwilling to take the initiative to attack before he hurt himself, and even chose to give in.
"Well, take good care of this guy Munch." Lu Li patted his shoulder, "Go up and rest. Get up tomorrow morning and continue fighting the Germans."
Hearing this, Henry swallowed.
Just now, he saw a dark shadow flash past, and then Lu Li came to his side.
With this kind of speed, probably no one except God can stop it.
"Boss, did you kill the German soldiers this morning?" Monk suddenly raised his head and asked.
"That's right."
"Well... John said it was God appearing."
Lu Li froze on the spot. He suddenly remembered that he had promised that guy that he would send someone to pick him up, but he forgot about it because the mission was urgent.
"Well, I am the messenger of Satan. I hope the villagers in Wolfheace Village can take good care of him. Perhaps, this guy is the luckiest person and escaped the war smoothly."
Munch was speechless for a while, then stood up and walked towards here. He firmly believed that Lu Li would not hurt him, otherwise there would be no need to save him many times.
As soon as he thought about this, this guy became bolder. He reached out and squeezed Lu Li's bone claws, and screamed: "Boss, how did you do that? You ate Wolfhead Grass, or you were bitten by a monster. Oh my god." Now, can you let me become like this?"
Lu Li accomplished his feat in an instant, and the atmosphere he had managed to create immediately disappeared.
"I heard that the church burned tens of thousands of werewolves to death hundreds of years ago..."
Monk paused, pointed in the direction of St. Eusebius Church, and lowered his voice and said, "Boss, you have to be careful."
If he hadn't experienced it himself, Lu Li wouldn't have believed that there could be such a weird guy in the world.
However, seeing Munch's worried face and his concern for him, Lu Li couldn't help but said, "Man, you have to believe in science."
"God does not exist, and neither does Satan."
Even though the world has become full of strange things due to a group of candidates, it is still an era where thermal weapons are rampant.
Then, under the surprised looks of Munch and Henry, Lu Li jumped off the window sill and merged with the darkness.
[Werewolf Talent: Stealth]
[Human form skill: high-speed movement]
At this moment, Lu Li, who felt like he was transforming into the wind, made up his mind that after this exam is over, he must go to the training hall to test his limits——
Losing the basic understanding of the body is undoubtedly a disaster. It often creates the illusion that it can defeat everything, but reason reminds oneself at all times that no matter how strong the flesh and blood body is, it cannot stop tank guns and rockets.
Of course, Lu Li came to his senses quickly. He thought it would be better to kill these Germans first and survive until the end of the exam before considering these issues.
Alfred did not realize that death had found him. He was leading his soldiers in a firefight with Captain McKay.
When those young German veterans were transferred from the Eastern Front to the Western Front, they did not expect that they would once again participate in a desperate battle in a limited area.
Sometimes, the two sides exchanged fire at a distance of no more than ten meters, and fought for a while before they could capture or recapture a small area.
From injured to killed, there were more and more bodies, not just in this school, but also in the position in charge of Major Gough.
The German artillery commander who observed the battle through binoculars believed that the only way to drive the British out was to destroy the house and blow it up brick by brick.
Because, he had to admit that these defenders were real men. This group of paratroopers would never give up resistance before blowing up the position.
In fact, Alfred was so aware of the willpower and fighting prowess of the defenders that he only had three soldiers left by his side.
Correspondingly, the enemy also paid a heavy price. They retreated to a shack with no more than three people.
Therefore, just pull the trigger of the anti-tank rocket launcher and you can breach the building.
With this thought, Alfred shouted to the combat team not far away: "Cover me!"
The next moment, the German soldier who received the order raised his submachine gun and fired bullets continuously, suppressing Captain McKay's courage.
The sound of the rocket launcher did not sound, and the 21-year-old sergeant died.
Lu Li walked out of the darkness, covered his mouth with one hand, and stabbed his ribs with the other, nailing his heart.
For some reason, Lu Li didn't vomit when the hot blood spurted out. He wasn't sure if this was considered a form of growth.
But there was no time for him to meditate now. He merged into the darkness again and continued to harvest life.
Night becomes the best camouflage.
The three German soldiers fell one after another, and the position gradually returned to silence.
"Did the enemy withdraw?"
After a while, Captain McKay peeked his head out. Frankly speaking, he once thought he would not be able to celebrate his 29th birthday.
"It seems like this..."
Gusts of cold wind blew, and smelling the pungent smell of blood, a pale paratrooper couldn't help but vomited: "Oh my god, why does it feel like entering a slaughterhouse?"
