"All personnel, carry out strong firepower. We must forcefully pass through the parking lot now." Chu Zihang station was conducting commands in the small building.
"There are not enough shelters in the parking lot. It is a bit difficult for our stormtroopers to break through. Besides, we are missing an excellent sniper like Susie." Lancelot sighed.
Originally, Lionheart would have the upper hand, but in the final decisive battle, the loss of missing an ace sniper was huge, especially when facing Chen Motong, a school girl who was as good as Su Qian.
"The loss of Susie is indeed our loss, but, Lancelot, didn't you prepare something else? Isn't it time to use it now?" Chu Zihang asked.
Lancelot chuckled and snapped his fingers, "That's exactly what I meant!"
"Come here, bring me my Italian cannon!"
"???" Chu Zihang's face was filled with questions, "Have you seen Bright Sword too?"
"Our school promotes Chinese education, so I watched all the most profound TV dramas about Chinese culture. I have to say, your war movies are really exciting, and the mixed-race ones are really awesome. I want to watch them all." I'll tear the little devil to pieces with my hands." Lancelot commented.
Chu Zihang felt a headache. He really didn't know how to explain to him that the contents of these TV series had nothing to do with hybrids.
But before he thought too much, the things Lancelot prepared arrived. The members of the Lionheart Society took out grenades, which were ultra-light mortars, from the positions designated by Lancelot.
"This is good equipment I found in the ice cellar. Let's put this row of weapons out later and see what Caesar and the others do." Lancelot smiled proudly.
"Okay." Chu Zihang showed approval in his eyes.
Many people wearing black combat uniforms appeared on the stairs of the small building, each holding an M4.
There are also a small number of people placing grenades on the ground. Every time they give an order, there is a spectacular scene of cannonballs rising into the sky.
The student union also responded. They set up heavy machine guns and fired bullets wildly. It was difficult for both sides to charge under such heavy firepower.
"Locate, locate! For the most part, there are still nineteen people left!"
"The opponent has twenty-seven people left! There is a sniper who failed to locate, but he has already killed thirteen of us!"
The two warring groups roared into the intercoms as they continued shooting.
The massacre-like battle lasted for an unknown period of time. Smoke was everywhere in Kassel College, and black and red bodies were covered on the lawn and in the aisles trying to pass through the parking lot.
"It seems it's my turn to take action." Lancelot sighed.
He looked at Chu Zihang with determined eyes, holding a black suitcase in his hand. There was a clear yellow nuclear mark on the suitcase.
He wanted to use himself as the charge, rush over and throw a big one at the student union. Among the remaining staff, except for Chu Zihang, he was the only one who could break through this parking lot.
"Everyone use firepower to cover Lancelot!" Chu Zihang ordered seriously.
Under the cover of the Lionheart Club's firepower, Lancelot moved forward bravely, rolling and dodging on the lawn in front of him. With his evasion skills maxed out, not a single bullet hit him.
"Nono, have you seen Lancelot? He is planning to highlight our firepower network." The blond Caesar was sitting in the church contacting Chen Motong.
"I saw it."
Chen Motong chewed gum and aimed a sniper rifle at the vice-president of the Lion Heart Club who was constantly dodging below.
"Kill him." Caesar ordered.
"receive."
The movement trajectory of Lancelot below has been successfully analyzed, and coupled with the profiling of him from daily contact with him, there is a 90% certainty that he can be hit.
Chen Motong calmed down, her heart rate slowed down, she aimed at Lancelot, and then made predictions based on the movement trajectory she analyzed.
"boom!"
The gunfire rang out, bullets whizzed by with the sound of wind, and Lancelot's head was covered in blood, and he rolled directly to the ground.
The black suitcase in his hand also fell to the side.
"The target has been hit, Lancelot." Chen Motong blew into the barrel of the gun, "Without you, this is my world."
"Beautiful!" Caesar applauded in appreciation.
"The remaining people all rush into the small building where Chu Zihang is."
Now there is no one standing outside the Lion Heart Club, and there are only five people left in the student union except Chen Motong and Caesar.
Five people wearing crimson combat uniforms quickly rushed to the room where Chu Zihang was. The next step was to capture the king.
After slamming open the door, the first thing they fired was a burst of fire.
"Huh? No one?" The few of them suddenly realized that something was wrong. They did not see Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Society, in this room.
A strange noise suddenly came from above, and they looked up suddenly, but it was already too late.
Chu Zihang grabbed the chandelier above with one hand, and in the other hand was a long knife named Murasame, which he suddenly dropped.
The long knife quickly swept across an arc, and then struck behind him with the handle.
The back of the knife, the handle of the knife, and even the place where the powerful fist hit, all the red personnel were forcibly knocked unconscious.
The remaining two people were about to raise their guns and shoot, but Chu Zihang was among them. In order to win, they were determined to support Chu Zihang even if they were hit.
But at this time, Chu Zihang just squatted down to avoid them. They were really caught off guard by this squatting.
The arms shook their legs, making them unable to stand. Another stab and punch hit, and the remaining two were knocked unconscious.
This violent and direct style of fighting successfully eliminated these five people.
"Caesar, how many of you are still alive, do you want to continue?" Chu Zihang's voice rang out from a certain loudspeaker system.
"Chu Zihang, you did a great job. There's only one girl and me left here. How can we fight now?" Caesar's voice came from the same loudspeaker system.
"I'm the only one left here. You can propose a plan, or just let me fight in my own way."
"It would be too boring to end like this. There is still Lu Mingfei hiding. Let's go to the parking lot for a duel first. What do you think?" Caesar suggested.
"Okay." Chu Zihang replied.
"Nono, aim outside. If you see Lu Mingfei, kill him with one shot. This kind of hidden person has really lowered my evaluation of him." Caesar ordered Chen Motong.
"OK, just hit yourselves and leave the rest to me." Chen Motong aimed outside the parking lot.
The two sides cut off communication at the same time, and the doors of the church and the small building were opened almost at the same time.
Chu Zihang held a slender Japanese sword, the blade reflecting sunlight, and Caesar held a military hunting knife about half a meter long in his hand. The black blade was imprinted with golden patterns. The two of them slowly walked toward the parking lot. Go.
The two sides stood looking at each other in the parking lot, ready to attack at any time.
Chen Motong looked out of the parking lot boredly, so would Lu Mingfei really come?
Just when I was thinking about this, I noticed a dark figure appeared in front of me. Is Lu Mingfei coming now?
"Wait!" Chen Motong suddenly opened her red eyes, "KFC plus Darth Vader? What the hell is this!"
He raised his sniper rifle and saw in the scope, a burly man wearing a Darth Vader costume and a KFC hood running powerfully. The target seemed to be in the direction of the parking lot.
Moreover, he made snake-skin moves from time to time while running, as if he was guarding against the sniper's aim. That burly figure and that vigorous posture gave Chen Motong a strong sense of disobedience.
(End of chapter)
