Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 33: Feeling like facing a formidable enemy
Anbo Pavilion area, Wutong Forest.

A group of well-trained teams dressed in crimson combat uniforms were divided into two and kept advancing rapidly from outside areas.

Neuer looked at the team members on alert ahead, took out a touch-screen phone from his waist, clicked the power button, and a software similar to a radar map appeared.

"The reconnaissance team has already investigated. The enemy has been pressing towards the church. There are only two artillery units stationed at the Anbo Pavilion."

Next to Neuer, a member wearing an orange combat uniform on the side of the Wutong Trail was half-kneeling on the ground, adjusting the parameters of the small radio in his hand, and watched his captain narrate concisely.

Neuer, a German freshman at Kassel College, now serves as the captain of the student union's free one-day ace attack team.

"Very good." Neuer nodded, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and then calmly issued the order:

"Although the opponent only has two artillery units left, they are the home base of the Lion Heart Society after all. This old society has been in existence since the founding of Kassel College. Even Principal Angers was a member of it. There are many talents in it. , we must not take it lightly.”

After saying that, he put on the gas mask again, tightened the collar of the bulletproof combat uniform, and gently waved his left hand forward in the shape of a knife:
"The reconnaissance team goes first, and the snipers and observers go to find the sniper positions and cover the intelligence collection work of the scouts. It is necessary to accurately find out the locations of all the remaining two artillery units of the Lion Heart Society. The remaining personnel are all original. The ground is on standby!”

"Yes!"

Behind him, twelve teammates immediately walked out. Two of them were wearing ghillie suits and immediately ran towards high places with sniper rifles in hand. The other ten team members also lowered their bodies and dispersed cautiously around.

No one questioned Neuer's order.

Before entering the executive department, the president of their student union met with two people, one of whom was now Neuer, who directly gave him the authority to be vice president.

Neuer also lived up to the expectations of the departed student union president. When the previous president left, he helped the newest acting president keep the entire student union in order, and even vaguely looked like it was competing with the old Lion Heart Club.

With his excellent overall view and excellent leadership ability, he is more than enough to serve as the captain of the student union's most elite ace team.

"I heard that the president of the Lion Heart Club is about to graduate?" Noelle asked casually while sitting cross-legged on the ground covered with sycamore leaves while on standby.

"Yes, I heard that the Lionheart Club is very busy looking for a new president." A third-year student in the team nodded and said:
"It can only be said that our chairman has the advanced ideas and directly recruited you and Chairman Caesar in advance. Now that the Lion Heart Club will wait until President Abdullah graduates, the next class will probably be leaderless. It will only be surpassed by our student union. It’s a matter of time.”

"I don't understand... There is no shortage of talents within the Lionheart Club, right? How come it can't find a successor?" Noelle looked a little confused and asked in a low voice.

He really didn't understand. Judging from today's battle, the elites of the Lion Heart Club were completely overwhelming the student union. The opponent's fearless momentum and the level of everyone's sharpshooter fighters were completely high. Their student union has more than one level.

If their acting chairman, Caesar Gattuso, hadn't been able to hold on to the church despite the opponent's indiscriminate bombardment, Neuer would have estimated that the student union would have been completely defeated by now.

"Alas... I can't help it, because of the pride of the Lion Heart Club." The junior school student shook his head, sighed and explained:
"The Lion Heart Society is the oldest society in our school. There have been countless dragon-slaying talents. The standard for recruiting people is the best of the best. They compare themselves to a pride of lions on the grassland, so those who can lead a pride of lions must be He is a lion king who can convince everyone with his authority."

“President Abdullah Abbas is just that kind of man.”

"And now, they are about to lose their Lion King, right?" Neuer chuckled.

"Yes, and once President Abdullah graduates, no matter how many talents there are within the Lion Heart Club, others who want to step up to the throne of president will still be somewhat unqualified." The junior student did not deny it and followed up. nodded.

"It seems that the president of the Lion Heart Club has been tricked by our chairman. Caesar Gattuso, who is most qualified to be their president, is now our acting president. Now Senior Abdullah must be having a headache. "Noelle said comfortably while leaning against a sycamore tree, closing his eyes and enjoying the sunlight that filtered through the gaps between the leaves.

"It's a headache, but it's not because I lost Chairman Caesar. I heard that the Lion Heart Club had a bad plan for Chairman Caesar to become the president." The junior said in a strange tone. "Oh?" Neuer opened his eyes instantly, with an expression of interest on his face, and asked softly:
"What a bad idea? Do their presidents set such high standards?"

In his opinion, Caesar Gattuso was basically an extremely good colleague, and others called him a natural ruler.

The facts of this free battle proved that the opponent was worthy of this title!

Such a person would be a bad idea for the elected president of the Lionheart Club. Noelle couldn't help but become curious about what kind of candidate this was, in President Abdullah's mind, the perfect candidate for president.

"Captain, what is your blood class?" The junior smiled and shook his head.

"A-level." Neuer said calmly, without any pride or complacency. All members of their Alpha team are composed of "A"-level, and they are the absolute sharp force of the student union.

"'A' level pedigree is indeed the top class in the school. Even our Acting Chairman Caesar and President Abdullah opposite who is about to graduate are also 'A' level. In terms of pedigree, we people They are probably on the same level, even if there are differences, each has its own strengths."

The junior put down the long gun he had inspected, looked into the eyes of Neuer who was leaning against the sycamore tree, and said mysteriously:
"But the successors that the president of the Lionheart Club has been looking for are those who are completely unreasonable when it comes to being 'excellent', such as us... people of the class of Principal Angers."

"You mean... 'S' level?" Neuer understood the other party's metaphor, his pupils shrank slightly, and his expression became subtle.

He didn't expect the Lionheart Club's ambition to be so big!

Just when Neuer was about to ask something, the pager on his chest suddenly made a rustling sound. Instantly, his expression became serious, he stood up straight and picked up the pager:

"This is Team A of Alpha Team. What are your instructions?"

"This is the reconnaissance team! This is the reconnaissance team! We encountered an enemy attack! Repeat! We encountered an enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack?" The expressions of Neuer and the team members behind him suddenly changed. In an instant, they changed from the relaxed state to the fighting state. They directly clenched their weapons and hid behind the bunker in groups of two, and were on high alert. .

"How are your injuries?" Neuer hid behind a thick sycamore tree and asked quickly with an ugly face.

But after asking several times in succession, there was no answer on the radio, replaced by a harsh "rustling" sound.

Obviously, the last scout who reported the information had "died gloriously".

All the remaining members of Alpha Team all looked grim.

The ten scouts they sent out were all good players, but now these ten elites were killed without even being able to send out complete information. How terrifying was the opponent they encountered?
"rustle……"

At this moment, at the end of the Wutong trail ahead, a young man walked in very casually.

The young man kept throwing ten bronze badges towards the sky in his hands, strolling leisurely on the sycamore leaves on the ground.

At this time, when the members of Alpha Team saw the badge played in the hands of the young man in front, their whole bodies suddenly tensed up, each body sank slightly, their hands clasped their weapons, and their eyes showed a look as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Those ten badges were the symbols of the reconnaissance team that had just been "annihilated"!
(End of this chapter)