Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 20 Bloody Game

"This is the dragon, and it is the ancestor of all dragons, the black dragon Nidhogg. According to the account of the Norse mythology "Old Ida", when the gods are at dusk, it will repair the roots of the world tree Yggdrasil Bite it off and destroy the world."

Professor Guderian said seriously.

"Destroy the world? That's it?"

Lu Mingfei curled his lips. Based on the scale of the painting, his conservative evaluation is not as good as the Warmaster Titan.

"Don't judge a dragon's strength by its appearance. Even a cub with the size of a fist can destroy a village with the dragon flames it spits out."

Professor Guderian warned.

"I remember."

He withdrew his contemptuous expression and said solemnly.

Lu Mingfei has always respected professionals, especially in the case of his lack of understanding of the Dragon Clan.

"Well, children can be taught."

Professor Guderian nodded in relief.

Strong in strength, extremely high in blood, strong in will, and able to listen to advice, he is looking forward to the future of this S-level freshman more and more.

The high-speed train quickly drove into the mountains. There were no bunkers, no weapon platforms, no automatic mines, and no permanent fortifications along the way, only endless greenery and occasional animals.

Lu Mingfei admired all this almost with a pilgrimage mentality. It was a beautiful scenery that he had never seen several times in the past thousands of years.

"You seem to like looking at the scenery."

Professor Guderian laughed.

"I'm not looking at the scenery."

He shook his head.

"what is that?"

Professor Guderian looked outside, could someone be running naked in the mountains?

"It's peace."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

"Uh, I didn't see that you are still a literary youth."

Guderian touched his white hair, and to be honest, he was a little embarrassed.

Only Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, and he probably could guess a little bit of the other party's mentality.

Regardless of whether those stories are true or not, at least Lu Mingfei has regarded them as his own life.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the train arrived at the terminal.

After getting off the bus and exiting the platform, a white Chevrolet had already parked outside, but there was no driver in the car.

The three of them tacitly set their sights on Fingel, who was working hard to carry everyone's luggage.

"No, you want me to drive again."

He wailed.

"It's not you, is it me?"

Guderian stared at him.

"Okay, I will drive as I please. Two junior brothers, please help carry the luggage."

Fingel decisively chose to accept his fate.

The vehicle started, and Fingel drove unexpectedly smoothly, just like a driver driving a government leader.

I don't know if he is like this usually, or if he deliberately behaved in front of Professor Guderian.

Driving steadily, the speed was not slow, and after 10 minutes, they arrived at the gate of Kassel College.

"The principal originally planned to come to pick you up in person, but he got stuck because of something. But he will definitely come to you after the 3E exam at the latest."

Professor Guderian said in a rambling manner.

Before Lu Mingfei had time to ask what the 3E exam was, the shrill siren rang through the entire campus.

"Assault?"

Lu Mingfei scanned all directions, looking for possible enemies.

Chu Zihang also stood behind him tacitly.

"Damn it, I forgot what day it is. Find a place to hide."

As soon as the words fell, Professor Guderian fell over.

There was a hole in his suit that was still smoking, and the circle around the hole was smeared with blood.

"Two juniors, run away, being hit is no joke."

Fingel didn't intend to check at all, and ran towards the flower bed.

However, he had just taken two steps when a series of gunshots sounded, and Fingel also followed in the footsteps of Professor Guderian.

And death is much uglier.

Like a signal, gunshots of various tones rang out like a shower.

It seems that they are not in the campus, but in a chaotic scene.

"How to do?"

Chu Zihang asked, he had never experienced such a hot weapon battle, and he was a little uncertain.

"Find a place to hide first."

Lu Mingfei didn't have anything to do.

Without a body armor, a gun, or even a sword, he had no choice but to walk for the best.

The two hid on the side of the nearest building, which seemed to be out of the range of the enemy's attack, only a few stray bullets passed by.

Lu Mingfei used the back of his mobile phone to observe the battlefield. People in black and red clothes kept pouring out from various buildings, holding various guns and relentlessly shooting at each other.

As the heat increased, the two sides began to use grenades, grenades, portable rocket launchers and other range-killing weapons. Gunpowder smoke filled the campus, and unidentified corpses lay all over the ground.

Soon, Lu Mingfei discovered that both sides were trying to attack each other's base camp.

The base camp of the black team is a small building ahead, and the headquarters of the crimson team is the church across the lawn.

"They're playing a game."

He quickly came to a conclusion.

"game?"

Chu Zihang couldn't understand, would so many people die playing games?

"Yes, although I don't know the reason, those corpses should not be dead."

With Lu Mingfei's rich combat experience, many things can be judged just by clues.

"Then we wait for them to finish playing?"

Since it's a game, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.

"I want to play with them."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

For a long time, in order to train the quick response of the recruits, he often played a game with the recruits.

Lu Mingfei often went to surprise recruits who were resting, whether they were sleeping or meditating.

Taking blocking his attack as the standard, two hits is qualified, three hits is good, and four hits is excellent.

Excellent recruits can get priority to join the gang, one-on-one special training and other rewards.

If you can still hit him with a counterattack, you can get a chainsword he made himself.

Judging from the actual combat performance and competition results, this game is still very effective.

"I really miss it."

After he nailed his tenth service gold nail, the game was suspended.

Because the war group already had a better training plan, and the head of the war group and the head priest also tactfully advised him to pay attention to rest.

Now watching these young people shoot each other happily, his heart also became agitated.

"But we don't have guns."

Chu Zihang pointed out the crux of the problem.

"It's okay, it's on the body. You cover me."

Lu Mingfei said it as a matter of course.

"it is good."

Chu Zihang also agreed of course.

Two figures burst out, one in front and one behind.

Chu Zihang, who was rushing forward, spread his arms, trying to attract the attention of both parties and increase the possibility of being killed.

But Lu Mingfei took advantage of the bullet and headed towards Chu Zihang, rolled on the spot, and rolled to the side of a corpse.

The corpse was a young Caucasian male with dilated pupils, appearing to be dead.

However, he pressed his hand to his chest and immediately felt a strong heartbeat.

"really."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly, and took the M4A1 carbine from the dead body.

At this time, Chu Zihang had already been shot several times, and before falling to the ground, he mouthed to Lu Mingfei.

"come on."

(End of this chapter)