One inch - two inches - three inches. The long knife broke through the cockpit's armor, unwaveringly questioning the life of his opponent.

"Thorn-"

With a piercing grinding sound, the long knife was drawn, and the depth was enough. Chu Ming turned sideways again, and the red-and-white mecha fell on his other side.

Chu Ming shrugged his shoulders and said to himself boredly: "Killing a sleepwalking opponent doesn't meet the requirements of maximizing pleasure." Game operators would despise me, but I just want blood. ”

The wind is whistling......

The members of the "Sword of Gate" team shook their heads, trying to dispel the illusion in front of them. This is by no means true, President Bundan is invincible, the game has a bug, and the opponent cheats. The members of the "Sword of Gate" squad are outraged and they want to complain about this unethical behavior.

"Damn!!"

The screams of the soldiers woke them up, and ordinary people realized the ruthlessness of reality faster than they could. The invincible "Sword of Gate" is over, and the killing god on the opposite side is invincible, and now there is nothing to stop him from harvesting his life. The timid soldiers began to flee, and the battle lines were in turmoil.

And Fichai, people ignored him, which is not right. Wrong! Fichai didn't think so, he was running away, and he prayed that everyone would ignore him, including the standing god of killing.

Fichai is also wrong, he forgot the rules of the battlefield - never turn your back on your enemy.

The ray of the sniper rifle caught up with him, piercing the energy bay of his mech's engine, and after an explosion, Fichai and his mech disintegrated into countless pieces. The three heroes of Xinghai can finally be reunited again, confirming their original vow of life and death.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost. Damn, it's actually poetic and out of place. It's still the old saying that is more classic - fuck you! ”

Chu Ming spit the cigarette butt to the ground fiercely and threw himself towards the opponent's position. A brief riot is the best opportunity to fight, and a good fighter will not miss it. Chu Ming felt the bloodthirsty impulse, and the instinct of the blood clan overwhelmed reason at this moment......

In a large hall of the palace, several people looked at the synchronous video in front of them silently, and no one wanted to be the first to speak. Finally, Miss Bambi couldn't help it, she pulled out the physical sign detector in her hand, threw it to the ground, and said with some anger

"I need advice! Even if it's bad, then please give me one! ”

General Bandi stood up straight, and said in a steady tone, "Your Majesty, the decision is yours, the troops are already in place, and only one order from you is needed." After all, the 14th theater is still a subject of the empire, and I think I should try to preserve them as much as possible. ”

"Not that advice! I mean, that man, that madman, is going to let him keep going crazy like this? What the hell is he doing? What to do? ”

"Efficient slaughter." General Bandi's tone was still as steady.

Although the soldiers of the 14th theater did not experience the baptism of war, they were also well-trained. Even if they flee, they will strictly follow the rules. For Chu Ming, who had experienced countless battles, he was now like a prophet, he could easily judge the opponent's next move, so the situation unfolded in an irreversible direction.

The first wave of riots began with soldiers, and the officers and gendarmes were very good at controlling the situation. But the riot of the "Sword of Gate" squad was troublesome, their scattered escape destroyed the defensive formation, because they were afraid of accidental injury, they did not dare to use weapons of mass destruction, and the support points of the battle line also lost their due role. This information should be passed on quickly, and it is up to the commander to decide what to do next. But the god of killing in the back is very smart, he just drives the people of the "Sword of Gate" team and makes them move forward in the desired route. Kill people nearby at the same time - this is what General Bandi called "efficient slaughter." "Now it seems that nothing can stop the footsteps of this killing god, and no one knows how many people this killing god wants to kill.

Miss Bambi looked at the chair next to her, who was wrapped in a blanket on the bed, and the newly released free mercenary Sachet was carrying him a cup of hot water. Next to him, the representative of the family federation, Ian's father, Mr. Barbayaro, held the medicine prepared by Master Grosso.

Liulian's eyes were a little cloudy, and his voice was very weak

"Your Majesty, if you want to ask for my opinion, then I can only say no. There was no way to stop him, and now he was the only one who could stop him. ”

"Yes" Master Grosso also came, he knew Chu Ming better, and he was also an insider, "Let's just think that Chu Ming is a Xiang substitute, what should we do in the face of a crazy Xiang substitute?" I think Ms. Renee, lying in a hospital bed, is the answer. If there is any incurable disease now, this kind of one is one. ”

"I know the way, I know the way, I know the way, I know all this, I just want a suggestion." Miss Bambi said dejectedly, now that the situation had left her helpless, she had just become the supreme ruler of the empire and had encountered this kind of thing, and Miss Bambi doubted that she was capable of handling this matter.

Timlin, the Unbounded Cultivator, pondered for a moment and came up with his own thoughts

"Your Majesty, if you simply analyze this matter, there are only two ways. The first is to kill him, and the second is to have him kill himself. Logically, the first one is more plausible. ”

"I think Timlin was right." General Bandi nodded

"No!" The opponent was Principal Lindeman, who had been staring at the video: "I would never agree to this, General Bandi." We still have a chance, at least he hasn't killed himself yet. ”

General Bandi looked at Principal Lindeman, the relationship between General Bandi and the Iron and Blood Military Academy is not so simple, this academy can be said to have been created by their family, and Principal Lindeman himself is an old friend of General Bandi. Faced with the opposition of his old friend, General Bandi asked, "Then choose the second one?" However, it still depends on the choice of His Majesty. ”

Principal Lindeman suddenly exploded inexplicably, he pointed at the general of the class, and said angrily: "General, I respect you, but I still want to say, you, have you done too much!" ”

"Why do you say that?!" General Bandi was a little confused, and in his memory Lindeman, an old fox, was very little tempered, and one of Lindeman's nicknames in his youth was "The Smiling Anesthesiologist"

"General, it's weird, isn't it? But today we have come to this point, and I have to say that because I don't have time to play chess with you. Remember the earliest? You need a pawn to ease the royalty, the family, and the military, and then my student was chosen, and yes, I agree to do that, because it's not exactly a use. And then what? ”

Principal Lindeman pointed to Stockton, a freelance mercenary

"The mercenary union is here, don't say you don't have any purpose, don't say that you don't value the value of this chess piece. Well, my student was very competitive and became a freelance mercenary. And then what? ”

Principal Lindeman turned to Mr. Barbayaro next to Stockton

"Aside from your son, I want to say that the family federation you represent, you are businessmen, and you do everything for a purpose, which is understandable, I think you plan to send more children to me, right? Because you see the benefits, is this called benefit equalization or benefit maximization? It doesn't matter, you've always had a good eye. And then what? ”

Headmaster Lindeman pointed at Timlyn, the Unbounded Cultivator, who spoke too quickly and made him gasp a little

"Everyone knows what you want to do, and you already knew it hundreds of years ago. Now you Boundless Cultivators have a new member, congratulations. And then what? ”

Principal Lindeman looked at Miss Bambi and bowed slightly

"Your Majesty, I take the liberty of asking, is what you did just a coincidence?"

"It's not." Miss Bambi said calmly

Principal Lindeman raised his head and swept over everyone with a sharp gaze: "Everyone, I was rude today, but what I said is a fact. You are all smart people and good chess players. But guys, do you just use one piece when you play chess? I know that on the chessboard, the most active pieces are often the first to be captured. This is my student, and I have a responsibility to teach him, but I also have a responsibility to protect him, and I have failed a lot! I remember saying this to my students – the right place at the right time. Because this phrase can explain all our motivations. But now, I really don't know how to explain the meaning of this sentence to my students, if he still has a chance to listen to my explanation. Hi - I'm so old, I can't help myself! ”

Principal Lindeman was exhausted, sighed, closed his eyes in frustration, and looked really old helplessly.

PS: The Sword of Gatter squad is out of the historical stage, ha, ha, garbage, scrap and stupid are all dead, I'm satisfied.

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