The sound of the killing battle is gradually spreading to the city outside the campus, and sniper rifles are being fired in the campus square.
"boom!"
"call out…"
The source energy dead iron bullet made a sharp and clear whistling sound during its rapid flight.
In fact, if we talk about the killing efficiency against ordinary big guns, Wen Jifei, who has enough bullets, is probably the highest in the entire Xixi sharp team, and he can even stand among the top three or five people in the world.
Although Han Qingyu has a "sword array covering", it lacks sustainability when used.
As time goes by, the afterglow of the setting sun on the square is getting thicker and darker.
Due to the expansion of the scope of the cleanup, students and teachers from all corners of the campus were gradually guided or escorted over, and more and more people gathered at the rear of the spacecraft, which still maintained expanded defenses.
They stood there, in panic after the fear, with tears in their eyes, looking numbly at the huge black and gold spaceship in front of them, and the figures standing on the spaceship.
The gun kept going off, but the person who fired it didn't appear to be in a hurry or panic. As the muzzle of the gun deflected calmly again and again...the monsters in the distance kept falling down, using distance as the only criterion, as if they were being counted.
Because they are close, and because they maintain unconscious silence, people can clearly hear the occasional pull of the gun bolt amid the continuous whistling of bullets, the sounds of fighting in the distance, and even the high-pitched howl. The sound of a magazine.
These sounds are calm, solid, and powerful, with a certain unique rhythm, giving them a sense of stability.
"Is the master of the cafeteria here?" A green-faced soldier hurriedly ran into the crowd.
"Yes, yes." The crowd moved aside and the chefs from the canteen came forward.
"Can we cook?" The soldier pointed to a canteen not far from the tail of the spacecraft and said, "There should be spare food and vegetables there. Can we cook?"
"...There are, um, a lot." A chef hesitated at first, then nodded firmly at the end.
"Are the soldiers hungry?" asked another old chef.
"No, we are different from you. We don't have to eat even if we don't eat." The young soldier proudly patted the metal box behind his back, turned around and said, "And we don't have time now. We have to wait until the chop is finished."
"...Ah." "Hmm." Obviously, the chefs present could not understand why they were okay without eating for several meals.
But that's not important. There were already too many things that they couldn't understand today. The experienced chefs began to turn their heads to estimate the number of people...
"Then, let's cook. We'll accompany you there." The soldier turned to look at the figure standing on the top of the spacecraft and said, "Second Lieutenant Wen said that no matter what happens in this world, people have to eat."
Soon, seven or eight soldiers holding knives escorted the canteen master away from the crowd.
…………
Amidst the gunfire that continued, the smell of food began to appear. The students and teachers began to feel hungry, and the world seemed to be alive again.
"Lin Ya, why are you going?!"
Among Yao Yue's four roommates, because one of them suddenly walked towards the camera carrying the camera that he had desperately brought out before, the other three shouted in panic.
"Take pictures, these have to be taken. Don't forget that we are a journalism department." A girl named Lin Ya stopped and turned around.
"But……"
"But why don't you just shoot here? It's so dangerous out there."
The roommates were anxious to persuade me.
Just now, Lin Ya was taking pictures of the crowd at the rear of the spacecraft, and taking pictures of the smoke in the cafeteria through the crowd... They didn't stop them because all of this really should be recorded, but now, she went to Dajian.
"It's not dangerous. It's far away. It's just a little scary." Lin Ya said, walked to the side of the spacecraft, distanced herself and took a picture of the top of the spacecraft.
Changing the distance and angle, I took many photos.
Then, Lin Ya took several more pictures of the soldiers fighting. Then, not satisfied, she continued to move forward, taking pictures of the group of big spikes rushing towards them in the distance, and the piles of corpses of the spikes on the ground.
The girl stood next to the nearest Dajian's body, with her back to the direction Dajian came from. She took pictures of the spaceship, the crowd, and the top of the spacecraft from the front, trying to capture the moment of the shooting.
She retreated into the large pile of corpses on the ground, her white sneakers stepping on the disgusting monster blood on the ground...
Until Wen Jifei finally couldn't stand it anymore, he tapped the muzzle of his gun and shouted seriously: "Come back! Otherwise, be careful, I will mistake you for a big point and kill you with one shot."
Lin Ya then ran back to the rear of the spacecraft obediently.
"I'm sorry, Lin Ya is like this easily if she's not careful. She's actually not the boldest in our dormitory, but to use a professor's term, she's the kind of person who will shine brightly even if she's given some sunshine."
Yao Yue said from behind. This was the first thing she said after Wen Jifei started the massacre.
"Really?" Wen Jifei laughed. The frequency of his big tip falling to the ground could no longer keep up with Wen Jifei's killing speed. He looked back and asked, "Are you bored?"
"It's not boring, it's not boring at all. How could it be boring?!" Yao Yue shook his head vigorously, and then reminded anxiously: "Over there, there's one coming down over there."
"It's okay, I can take care of it." Wen Jifei buried his face behind the sniper rifle, bang, bang, fired twice and said, "How about I tell you about the past four years?"
"...Hmm." Yao Yue looked at him from behind and said.
"How to tell it?" Wen Jifei muttered, thought for a while and said: "This story seems to have to start with another person... Do you remember Han Qingyu? Yao Yue, I mentioned that guy to you several times in my letters."
"Well, I remember, of course I remember, you said he is your most important friend." Yao Yue nodded, and then asked worriedly: "What happened to him? Is he in this kind of army like you?"
"Well, not only is he in this kind of army, but he is the person in the movie." Wen Jifei paused and said: "In "No Retreat", the silhouette standing on the ice and snow cliff is him, and the last one soaring into the sky The figure is also him..."
After saying that, after waiting for a while, without waiting for Yao Yue's reaction, Wen Jifei asked, "What, you didn't watch that movie?"
The publicity for "No Retreat" was absolutely unprecedented. Posters were even posted on campus. Wen Jifei thought Yao Yue would have seen it.
"I didn't read it." Yao Yue said weakly.
"I saw it."
"I watched it too."
Led by Lin Ya, a chirping voice suddenly sounded from the side of the spacecraft.
"I know who you are talking about...I almost cried when I saw it."
"I also know...it's that brilliant figure without a name, right?" Lin Ya looked very excited. What she said was actually a sentence translated by a foreign media film reviewer.
In fact, Han Qingyu is not the protagonist or important figure in "No Retreat". He does not even appear clearly from the front in the film. To be precise, he is just a member of the background board or the big scene.
However, in those only two scenes, the impression of the figure and the person who was guessed and presumed to be very good-looking was so shocking and brilliant to the audience.
So much so that after the movie was released, the discussion about him exceeded that of most of the main actors in the movie.
"Yes, that's him." Wen Jifei smiled behind the sniper scope and said, "He has many names... Live well and you will all hear about it in the future."
