Chapter Fifty-Six: Night Attack

Although life in the non-commissioned officer school is hard, it does not rotate day and night.

As night fell, the day's exercise tasks came to an end, and it was time for free activities to learn anything.

Of course, freedom here is limited to the camp.

After all, it was surrounded by wilderness, and even the most prodigal Randy didn't dare to let the students out, and the students who had been busy all day didn't have the energy to go out into the wilderness.

Teenagers and girls form small groups in twos and threes, some outside to watch the stars, some play chess in the carriage, and some hide in the corner and gossip.

Of course, there are also those who sit at the dining table and eat and wait in line to take a bath.

That's right, the Deflinger is specially equipped with a bathroom. Although it is only a small shower room, not the kind of bath that can be used for bathing in the dormitory, the bathroom on the train is already the treatment of the VIP P, and the vast majority of the regular army of the empire does not enjoy it.

In this atmosphere where everyone is relaxed, the only ones who are not relaxed are the instructors.

They also meet in the conference room to wrap up today's internship and prepare for tomorrow's tasks.

The planning courses for Class VIII and Class IX were all completed and everything went smoothly.

The spy activities of Class VII have also achieved certain results.

- This is Michael's assessment after reading the report submitted by the three of them.

To be honest, Lane felt that his evaluation of his class was a bit too harsh.

The students did everything they could, whether it was a necessary commission or an optional commission, they were well completed, and there were suspicious people and important clues that they found by meddle in their own hands, how it was S parity.

It is estimated that it was the last big purchase in Palm, which caused Michael's dissatisfaction and finally lowered the evaluation.

But Li En didn't mean to argue with him, anyway, the student has the final say in his own evaluation, and his own evaluation - to put it arrogantly, I Li En Shu Huaze cares about that?

As for the next arrangement, about tomorrow's arrangement and the like, Li En directly took it as the wind in his ears.

No matter what you arrange, it is useless to arrange anything.

Plans can't keep up with the changes.

It's not that Lane looks down on Michael, the major officer of the railway gendarmerie and the part-time director of the Tolz branch is enough to prove his elite, but he has not dealt with the "body devouring snake" after all, and he does not know how terrible this organization is.

Claire stayed behind to coordinate the scheduling, thinking it was a big fuss.

Tova's proposal to raise the vigilance of all localities also does not see any need.

In his opinion, association is nothing more than a shady criminal organization, even at the international level, it is not a big deal.

The Empire is the strongest country in the Western Continent, with the strongest army in the world, and the combat power possessed on the Durlinger alone is comparable to a squadron.

Hearing this kind of evaluation before starting over, Li En would secretly frown, but now he just felt funny.

The assessment of friend and foe is all wrong.

The Deflinger is comparable to a squadron? A squadron of Valima can be destroyed alone, whether you are a chariot squadron, a mechman squadron, or an airboat squadron.

As for associations, seriously, one squadron is no longer enough for them to stuff their teeth.

Even if he wasn't serious, it was enough for Michael to drink a good pot.

Here it isβ€”the change of breath outside the window tells Lane of the enemy's approach.

At this time, Michael was still confidently saying that even if the association appeared, we would have a way to deal with it.

Then, he was slapped in the face.

"Ahahahaha, that's not necessarily."

A gaudy and maniacal laugh rang out abruptly, from the inner loop of the Deflinger.

This shows that the enemy has hacked the train's control system when the whole car has not been noticed.

"Nani?" Michael's complexion changed suddenly.

"It doesn't seem to be the voice of the students." Tova frowned.

There weren't many people in the second branch, and she could remember everyone's voice and make sure that the laughter didn't belong to anyone in the school.

"This voice isβ€”" Randy was most excited, slamming the table and standing up.

Then the sharp object tore through the atmosphere and screamed, and the roar of the explosion shook the earth and lit up the night sky, and a single blow left the base on which Michael had high hopes in a dilapidated state.

The enemy was clearly prepared, and the first move was to counter the artillery bombardment.

Although there is only one course, the target selection is excellent and targeted.

Blow up the hangar carriage first, so that the mecha soldiers inside can't get out.

Then blow up the mechs on the outside, you don't need to destroy them completely, as long as you can't move the mech.

At this moment, it was night, and no one except Li En knew that there would be a night attack, so naturally no one was arranged to guard, let alone someone on standby on the mecha soldiers.

By the time the students got their gear on, grabbed their weapons, and came out of the carriages one after another, the first round of bombardment was over.

The mecha soldiers that the base relies on the most are either sealed or abolished.

"Everyone, get out of there, danger!"

At this time, Tova finally showed the courage of commanding Red Wing and commanded the students.

The three male *** are in the shape of a zigzag, while on guard, while determining the location of the enemy.

The first one to discover was of course Li En, and the breath perception was enough to rank in the top three in the various inheritances of "Eight Leaves and One Knife Stream", especially at this time, it was even easier to use.

When I looked at the general direction, I saw two women, standing on a nearby stone wall.

As I heard at the Palm's Inn, the two have very different styles and stand together very incompatible.

The first one was younger than Ryan and Randy. A leather jacket, with cool hot pants and a sports short lining made of leather inside, with a face that looks a little like Randy and red hair, giving people a sense of hotness from the inside out.

And the hand-held anti-tank gun in his hand makes this aura play to the extreme, no matter who sees her, they will feel that she was born to belong to the battlefield.

The other person was not a girl dressed as aristocratic as described by the innkeeper, but a classical female knight dressed in a rare modern vintage armor, wearing a feather ornament, a one-handed shield on her left arm, and a sword at her waist.

However, the good looks can vaguely see the appearance of the nobility, but the two are not in conflict, because knights are not everyone, in the Middle Ages, most knights were noble.

Immediately afterward, Randy also discovers the existence of the two.

He, who has always been very cynical, rarely waited for the leather-clad woman with angry eyes, and yelled:

"Shelly, you guy!"

"Aha." Shelly laughed, the same laugh she had heard in the conference room before, "Brother Randy, long time no see." ”

The female knight beside her took the initiative to greet Riene: "Hehe, it's been a long time, Ash Activator." I am the chief team member of the Iron Fleet directly under the seventh pillar of "The Snake of Eater", Du Barry. Although the time was short, I still came to say hello to the second branch. ”

Shelly also followed up with the name: "Executor No.XVII - "Red Ghost of War" Shelly Orlando, please advise, everyone from the second branch." ”

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of many students changed.

Randy's surname is also Orlando, and so is this one, and his hair color is so similar, he can't think about it together.

That's right, the Orlando of the two is an Orlando, and Shelly is Randy's cousin and one of his biggest enemies.

What a sister who doesn't make people worry.