Chapter 7: Tornado Operations

The sun is setting, and the sunset is all over the sky.

At this wonderful moment, Zheng Shuanglong finally finished his practice in the band and walked out of the teaching building. Walking on the lively playground and looking at the NPCs who were carrying out happy and happy club activities, Zheng Shuanglong was a little envious.

My college life is not so exciting. Whether it is high school life, college life, club activities, swaying youth, this kind of thing has nothing to do with Zheng Shuanglong. It's just a mere NPC, but it's happier than a normal person, what's going on?

Just when Zheng Shuanglong was envious and jealous, the figure of a young man with orange hair came into Zheng Shuanglong's eyes.

looked at the young man leaning on the railing on the roof of the building, and then looked at the young man who was smiling happily Yuri Nakamura, Zheng Shuanglong, who had good eyesight, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Is this the so-called protagonist, it seems that the story has begun." Today, it should be, well, if I cause you a little trouble, it shouldn't be too much, after all, your SSS group shot me, and besides, it's a big crime to bully Xiao Song on a regular basis......"

With that, Zheng Shuanglong turned around and left, and the destination was a large canteen that is often used by the band as a concert site.

If you want to do something, you naturally have to prepare something, and now the time is still a little tight, so Zheng Shuanglong naturally has to hurry up and prepare some interesting little things.

Fortunately, in this world, as long as you know it, you can make guns out of clay.

Of course, Zheng Shuanglong, who is from the peaceful world, is not a soldier, and Zheng Shuanglong, who has not participated in military service, does not know much about specific firearms and cannot make firearms, but some other daily necessities. Some very interesting little things, Zheng Shuanglong still has no problem making them.

The hands-on ability of liberal arts students is indeed inferior to that of science students, but this does not mean that liberal arts students do not have any hands-on ability, you must know that in society, it doesn't matter if you are a liberal arts student or a science student, they want all-round talents, that is, talents with considerable executive ability who can speak and do their hands.

As a member of the student union, I still have a little power in hand, and I have the right not to use it, and I will not wait for it to expire. Such a wasteful thing, Zheng Shuanglong would not let it happen.

Therefore, Zheng Shuanglong, who found himself busy alone and didn't seem to have enough time, used the power at hand to make some idle NPCs start to be busy. The renovation of the large canteen to a certain extent is not a small project.

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In the evening, the battle headquarters against the angels.

"Yin Wujun. First of all, in order for you to adapt as soon as possible, let's let you participate in our daily small battles, battle name, tornado operation. Turning off the lights, putting on a beret, and under the back projection, the majestic Nakamura Yuri said solemnly.

"Well, it's a big battle this time." Matsushita, who clasped his hands to his chest, said solemnly.

Tornado!!!

With the terrifying natural disasters in the world reflected in his mind, Otomu Yuzuru was frightened by the name of the battle.

"Roll the lunch roll away from the student's hand!" Yuri Nakamura clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

"I'm going to take that stuff away!"

"And it's not big at all!"

"It's bullying!"

"I'm so disappointed!"

"Relying on the strength of the crowd and the well-armed, they will do anything wrong!"

The contrast was so great that Otomu couldn't help but roar.

Otonari's speech was stopped, and Noda stopped it with a double-edged axe. The blade of the axe rested on Otonari's neck, and Noda said angrily, "You guy, you are making an insulting speech against Yuri, can you withdraw that sentence." ”

"Why?" The anger in his heart made Otomu Yuzuru ignore the double-edged axe around his neck and question loudly.

Matsushita, who sensed that Otomatsu seemed to have misunderstood, explained loudly, "We protect the endangered barnacle front, and we will never threaten ordinary students with numbers and force. ”

Hearing Matsushita's explanation, Otomu still didn't understand, and said loudly: "But, didn't he say it, roll it away." ”

"That's right, it's just roll away, listen up, you belong to the barricade squad that stops the angels from advancing, fence off the canteen at the combat site, and each is armed and standby at the designated place, don't worry, I will arrange a relaxed position for you. The exact location will be confirmed with Takamatsu-kun and Oyama-kun later. Yuri Nakamura lightly tapped the laptop on the table, and the screen behind him displayed a map of the academy's cafeteria, indicating the location of each combat member.

Then, Yuri Nakamura pointed to Masami Iwasawa, who had just arrived, and introduced Toneno: "Masami Iwasawa, the captain of the feint attack force, the soul of the GGD band. ”

After speaking, Nakamura Yuri pointed at Otona, and introduced to Masami Iwasawa: "Otona, the newcomer who just joined us, Iwasawa should have heard of it." ”

Masami Iwasawa nodded, indicating that she understood. It's not just Otono, a newcomer, but even Zheng Shuanglong, a very strange newcomer, Masami Iwasawa, who also met it today.

"Iwasawa-san, I'm looking forward to your performance today." Yuri Nakamura said with a smile to Masami Iwasawa.

"Hmm." Masami Iwasawa nodded very calmly in response.

"The angel will shoot as soon as he appears, and it will be a signal to call for help, and if you hear gunshots elsewhere, rush over immediately. The battle began at 18:30. The battle begins! ”

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The bright and mysterious moon, the dark and deep starry sky, Zheng Shuanglong leaned on a small corner on the top floor of the big canteen, looking up at the stars.

"Does this starry sky exist or is it illusory? I can't understand it. Picking up the Coke and taking a sip gently, Zheng Shuanglong looked at the starry sky with confused eyes and said with emotion.

"The world of anime, the bizarre world, the real world, it's really hard to understand! However, it doesn't matter whether it's real or illusory, after all, it's just the brain's perception of the outside world, and as long as it feels real in my heart, then everything is real. If my heart thinks he is illusory, then what is the point of everything? I think, therefore I am. And that's it. Zheng Shuanglong, who was groaning, instinctively thought of the beautiful silver hair, the charming pupils like topazes, the delicate facial features, the lovely face, the fair and smooth skin like jade, the petite and moving body of the girl with a cold expression, and the lovely and pitiful Lihua Song.

She exists, with her own heart, with her own feelings, with her own life, to save those lost souls, those unfortunate souls. Such a pure, kind, holy and simple, pitiful angelic Lihua, when she stands alive in front of herself, who can deny her existence. Who could bear to deny her existence?

This lovely angel who thinks about others, clumsy and kind to help others, hopes that they can live a happy college life, have a happy youth, and finally, leave here with hope and a smile. How distressing and intoxicating it is.

Such a sincere cute girl for the sake of others is really hard to let go.

Looking at the lively scene, Zheng Shuanglong stood up, shook his head gently, and said flatly: "It seems to be very lively tonight, I don't know, if there is a problem with the concert, will they still be able to laugh." ”

As he spoke, Zheng Shuanglong gently flipped the switch in his hand, the result of a busy day's work. The key item that can release the pressure that Zheng Shuanglong has accumulated during this time.

Post-war psychological syndrome is a type of "post-traumatic stress disorder", also known as post-traumatic stress disorder, post-traumatic stress syndrome, post-traumatic stress disorder, and sequelae of major blows. It refers to the sequelae of a person's psychological state disorder after encountering or fighting against major stress. These experiences include threats to life, serious physical injury, and physical or mental coercion. It is sometimes referred to as post-traumatic stress to emphasize that this phenomenon is a legitimate consequence of experiencing trauma rather than a pre-existing problem with the patient's psychological state.

The main symptoms of PTSD include nightmares, personality changes, emotional dissociation, numbness (emotional abstinence or alienation), insomnia, avoidance of things that trigger traumatic memories, irritability, hypervigilance, memory loss, and being easily startled.

Lust and destruction are the best means to eliminate stress. Destroying this method is really a bit unsuitable for modern cities, and the delicate body of a beautiful woman is also the best enjoyment, most of the soldiers who have just come off the battlefield will go to bars, discotheques, dance halls and other places to find prey, and vent well. Let the body and mind be refreshed, and let the pressure in the heart be vented.

As for Zheng Shuanglong, in a short period of time, he has continuously traveled through two worlds, the lost routine, the chaotic life, the oppression of death, and the fear of the unknown, all of which have piled up rapidly in such a short period of time, and the pressure in his heart can be imagined.

Don't look at Zheng Shuanglong in daily life, it seems that there is no difference from usual, but there is still change. The pressure that has accumulated in my heart is very, very great. In order to prevent yourself from suffering from post-war psychological syndrome. A certain degree of destruction, a certain degree of venting, is also understandable.

After all, just a gentle and peaceful campus life with a strong youthful atmosphere has no way to smooth the deep pit in Zheng Shuanglong's heart.

Moreover, this campus life does not seem to be very safe and peaceful, in less than two days, Zheng Shuanglong experienced three life-threatening situations and was shot once. Smoothing out the stress, without increasing it, is already a very good thing.

The college cafeteria.

At dinner time, under the guidance of some non-combat members of the SSS group, the NPCs who came to the cafeteria to eat knew that the concert was about to start.

So happily and excitedly, I walked into the cafeteria and waited for the wonderful performance of the band led by lead singer Masami Iwasawa, guitarist Hisako Takahashi, drummer Miyuki Irie, and bassist Shiori Sekine.

After the death of the Society, members of the barricade squad such as Noda, Otono Yuzuru, Oyama, Matsushita, Takamatsu, Hinata Hideki, Fujimaki, and Shiina were already lying in ambush near the main cafeteria, preparing to hinder Tachika's stoppage.

It is well-armed, Austrian Glock-17 semi-automatic pistol, Russian RPK-74 5.45mm light machine gun, Russian-made Stechkin APS submachine pistol, small knife, grenade, halberd, former Soviet PPsh-41 submachine gun, Russian PP-19 Bison submachine gun, German MG3 general purpose machine gun, American AT-4 anti-tank rocket launcher, German HKPSG-1 7.62mm semi-automatic sniper rifle, Why would the SSS regiment, which has a series of tall light and heavy firepower weapons such as the Remington M700 sniper rifle in the United States, be afraid of a petite and cute girl student council president, Lihua Song?

Because Lihua has a software that can write skills, the skill manufacturing software AngelPlayer, and the Lihua who has the skills written by this software can suppress the SSS group, because of the strong power, because of the lack of expression of emotions, the members of the SSS group are regarded as the so-called angels of God's lackeys. Although Lihua is really as cute as an angel.

The souls who can come to this world are all souls who have a miserable life, and they are all souls who have nostalgia for the real world and hopes, but for various reasons, their hopes are shattered and they have an unfortunate life.

How can you accept such a life, question the gods who gave you such an unreasonable life, and rebel against the existence that controls your own destiny, this is the only purpose of the society led by Nakamura Yuri.

It is also this purpose that can resonate, so that Yuri Nakamura can be supported by the unfortunate soul who has come to this world.

Inside the college cafeteria.

Looking at the students who were slowly gathering around him, Yusa, who had beautiful blonde hair standing on a high place, calmly reported the situation to Yuri Nakamura and Masami Iwasawa.

"This is Yuzuo, the lighting class and the sound class are ready, it's almost time to start, and the fans who found it have already gathered."

Sitting on a chair in the cafeteria with the members of the band, Masami Iwasawa, who was surrounded by fans, said calmly, "OK, let's get started." ”

The stage, the lights, the exciting music, the excited fans, the GDM performance led by Masami Iwasawa began.