"Don't!"

When a white pillow with a little dust smashed into his face with a piercing sound of breaking through the air, Taisuke Sawanaga finally understood that the freshman was not trying to save himself, but to hurt himself!

"You scumbag, ah!"

In the last seconds before being hit by a pillow, Swanaga Taisuke cursed desperately at the freshman of the same level not far away, as if he had forgotten that he was not kind enough to approach the freshman when he took Makoto Ito. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The pillow didn't hit his head, but hit his lower abdomen, but even so, the pain from the tremendous force still made Sawanaga Taisuke have to stop and bend down to cover his abdomen.

"It's over......"

"Ahh

Just when Taisuke Sawanaga began to mourn for what happened next, Makoto Ito next to him also let out a miserable scream.

Before he could turn his head to see what was going on on Ito Makoto's side, the laughter of the old students who had been chasing after him had already rang out: "Run! Keep running! Dear junior brother! ”

Under Wen Qing's mocking gaze, the two freshmen who had been hated by him from the beginning were surrounded by several old students, although they didn't know what was filled in the pillows in the hands of those old students, but judging from the high-pitched screams of the two, there was absolutely no 'adulteration'.

At the same time, the number of freshmen on the field has basically cleared to zero, either they were directly eliminated in the opening bombing, or they lost consciousness in the cordial 'greetings' of the seniors, and the results they achieved were ...... Well, it seems that there is no one else on the ground except for Wen Qing at his feet and a group of old students lying around the tactical humanoids behind him.

"Good times are always short," Sakura Manji stepped on a new student who had been smashed unconscious by him, and turned his head to look at an old student with black broken hair not far away, "Do you say, Kiritani and people?" ”

"And then, what do you want to express?" Kazuto Kiritani carried his pillow with one hand and looked indifferently at the Sakura Manji who called himself.

"What I want to express," the corners of Sakura's mouth curled slightly, "I think the revenge of the sword in the last survival game, is it possible to avenge it now." ”

"Hmph," hearing Sakura Manji say this, Kiritani Kazuto also rarely raised a sneer, "You can't beat me with a sword, and the same goes for a pillow, I just stabbed you in the shoulder last time, and this time I can't guarantee that I won't 'accidentally' smash you out of a concussion." ”

"Oh? Is it? Sakura Manji grabbed the pillow in his hand and bowed forward slightly, "Then you, great!" ”

"Oh my God, can't this pair of enemies stop meeting?"

Looking at Sakura Manji and Kiritani Kazuto, who are ready to attack each other at any time, Chao Shenya touched his nose helplessly, can't these two people stop the meeting, now is the beating of the new conference, not the revenge conference.

"But ......" Speaking of this, Chao Shenya suddenly threw up the pillow in his hand and threw it behind him, and an old student who was about to sneak attack him was caught off guard and was shot in the head, "It seems that after Meng Xindu's 'death', it will be a melee conference." ”

"This ......" Seeing that the old students around him who were originally united to beat the new students suddenly changed their faces, and fought with the 'comrades-in-arms' around them for the last second, M4A1 and others, who were ready to fight against ten, suddenly felt a little confused.

What's going on?

"Don't forget, only the last person standing in the square is the winner." Wen Qing, who had always memorized the rules of the pillow battle, opened his mouth and explained to the women, "Now that the freshmen have basically died, they naturally have to start internal competition. ”

"But aren't we still there?" ump9 pointed to himself suspiciously, "Aren't we new students too?" ”

"You are indeed freshmen, but ......" Wen Qing glanced at the old students' corpses stacked around the women, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, "No matter from which point of view, you are all more terrifying than the old students." ”

"Hey, that freshman!" Just as Wen Qing was distracted, a female voice suddenly sounded and pulled him back to reality.

"Are you calling me?" Wen Qing turned his head and found a dark-haired woman with short hair standing not far from him looking at him.

"Apart from you and your subordinates, do you think there are any other surviving freshmen on the field?" The girl said indifferently.

"So, what's the matter with the senior sister? You can't just want to fight, right? Wen Qing shrugged his shoulders, he really couldn't do anything to women, "Please allow me to refuse." ”

"Why?" The girl tilted her head, as if she was surprised by Wen Qing's refusal.

"I don't beat women," Wen Qing stretched out his hands, "If you really want to fight, you can choose any of my subordinates." ”

"Anyway, whoever you choose, you will be killed by one move." Of course, Wen Qing didn't say this sentence.

"What if I attack you first?" The girl picked up a pillow at her feet, "Then you'll fight, right?" ”

"Very ......"

Before Wen Qing could finish speaking, the girl had already made a move, and the pillow rushed towards him with a sound of breaking the air.

"So fast!" Looking at the rapidly approaching white object, a trace of horror flashed in Wen Qing's heart, in addition to the tactical humanoids under his hands, it was the first time he had seen such a rapid attack speed.

The equipment he was wearing now was already destined to not be able to react quickly, and just as Wen Qing was about to raise the pillow in his hand to meet the other party's attack, a white figure suddenly flew out from behind him.

"Poof!"

"Bell Boom ......"

The two white figures collided in mid-air, and finally exploded into a mass of scattered cotton and various unknown metal parts, which showed the great force.

"Shhh...... Where did this girl get so much strength? Wen Qing gasped, it was normal for the tactical humanoid under his hand to have so much strength, after all, M1A1 had been torn by hand, but how could the girl on the other side, who was obviously an ordinary person, have so much strength!?

"Sir, this man should be a sniper." At this moment, 98K suddenly came to Wen Qing's side, "Give her to me." ”

"How do you know she's a sniper?" Wen Qing glanced at the girl curiously, she looked quiet, she didn't look like a sniper.

"Intuition." 98k said it simply and clearly.

"Are you a sniper too?" The girl shifted her gaze to 98k and looked at this mature girl in a black coat even though it was still summer.

"That's right, in the way of a sniper, let's fight."