Chapter 6 Mingtong College (I)

(Little demon: Can anyone tell me what the pirated book changed its name to/It's a common trick they use, but it's polite, and they don't usually change their pen name.) )

Spreading out the heavy school bag, in addition to textbooks and notebooks, DV Walkmans, comic books, Playboy magazines, Gameboy game consoles and other things took up more than half of the space, I casually picked up a delicately made folding knife from the middle, stretched out my fingers to carefully test its sharpness, and asked, "What are high school students doing with this weapon?" ”

Chen Gang replied: "It is very common for the middle school to form gangs and even collude with underworld organizations outside the school to collect protection money from students, and some students are not willing to join these organizations, nor are they willing to be bullied by those student hooligans, so they will carry this kind of thing with them. You are not so much saying that it is a weapon as it is an attitude and a manifesto. ”

"No wonder the Yamaguchi Group can be world-famous, it turns out that their children have been popularizing the compulsory education of the underworld since middle school, which is really admirable." While maliciously mocking, I picked out a few flat ones from the various things, wrapped in aluminum-plastic paper, and printed with exquisite yellow patterns on them, and frowned: "What is this?" ”

Chen Gang's eyes widened, revealing your unconventional face, and said, "Adjutant Fu, don't pretend to be innocent with my big brother, okay?" Don't tell me you don't even know what a condom looks like! It is common to receive a girl's love letter for a one-night stand in this high school, and of course you have to be prepared. This is a private sponsorship of my own pocket, and it is the most high-end product that can be found in the market in Tokyo, not only does it have granular protrusions on the outer garment, but it is also said to be mixed with a little Indian god oil, which can prolong the pleasure and increase the time of the fight. You are the battle hero of the [***] team, but you can't be defeated on the pink battlefield with the girl! ”

Cheng Yuanxia, a child who came out of the countryside and joined the army directly at the age of sixteen, where has he seen this kind of formation, he has just torn open a condom, and is curiously blowing it into it as a balloon, hearing Chen Gang's words, he couldn't help but let go, and the air blown into the condom rushed back to the lobes of his lungs, bringing a strange smell that was said to be Indian divine oil, which made his eyes choke wildly.

Seeing that the two of us were not looking good, Chen Gang handed me the two metal suitcases, dropped the sentence "Although our embassy members have the right to carry weapons in the book, don't go too far", and ran away.

When I opened the metal case, there was a Desert Eagle pistol that I liked the most, and along with this pistol there was also an infrared sight and four magazines. Check the bullets inside the magazine, one of the magazines contains rubber bullets that don't kill people; The other two magazines contained steel-core bullets that could pierce the protective plate of the armored vehicle; The last magazine contained a bullet marked with a shocking blood-red exclamation mark.

After reading the manual in the suitcase, I learned that this bullet is a special explosive bullet carefully developed by the China Industrial Research Institute and has not yet been put into mass production. A layman who sees the tiny warhead of each bullet is absolutely unimaginable, and in each warhead there is a precision fuse that is no less than that of a flying missile, and once it hits the target, it will produce an amazing explosive force similar to that of an anti-tank rocket launcher.

Gazing at this warhead, I couldn't help but think of the 477 military strategic highland where most of the commando brothers were buried, and the enemy only used two high-level dual-purpose heavy machine guns to hit us so that we could not advance an inch. If each of us had such a special magazine in our hands at that time, we could easily capture that commanding heights of firepower as long as we sent snipers to shoot at long distances, and a girl as good as Barrich would not have slept forever in my arms with regrets and tears.

Modern warfare is about technology and money!

There are some other equipment in the suitcase, my favorite is a satchel hand-polished from ATS34 special steel, which is a new type of steel developed for the purpose of replacing the 154cm steel in the United States, the saber polished with this steel is extremely corrosion-resistant, and the blade is sharp and not easy to wear, when necessary, with the serrations on the back of the knife, you can see the thumb-thick steel bar.

This hand-polished saber is supposed to be the work of a master, with a comfortable small arc, and it is easy to hold tightly in the hand, whether it is stabbing, chopping, chopping, or slashing, and it is obvious that it has incorporated the cutting-edge results of modern human biology.

There is also a specially modified mobile phone in the suitcase, which can not only be connected to the embassy's special phone from a special line, but also can be used to obtain Qu Na's location at any time through the signal transmitter on Qu Na's body, and if necessary, enter the password to cast it in five seconds, this mobile phone can also be used as a high-kill blasting grenade.

Although this set of equipment is not as good as the one I obtained as the squad leader of China's Fifth Special Force in the military competition, it is enough to turn the city upside down. Seeing Cheng Yuanxia happily putting weapons on his body one by one, dressing himself up like a federal agent, looking left and right in the mirror, I ordered without worry: "Lao Jiu is not allowed to shoot without my order!" ”

Cheng Yuanxia nodded vigorously.

The next day, Cheng Yuanxia and I, two professional soldiers with bloody hands and weapons full of murderous weapons, put on student uniforms and schoolbags with folding knives, condoms, game consoles, and yellow magazines on our backs, and took the bus to school.

If you haven't been to Tokyo, you can't imagine what kind of spectacle it is like to get stuck in Tokyo, with cars crowded with people, black crows and crows surging everywhere, and the top of the cars lined up in a long line of black, white, red and blue, all the way to the extreme point of my sight, and still endless. In the advertising screens on the skyscrapers, the brightly dressed stars who looked like gorillas were still yelling hysterically, made me so upset that I just wanted to pull out my pistol and fire a few shots with special explosive shells.

The traffic police stood at the intersection and tried their best to cook the pot too millet grains. Thousands of cars lined up, moving forward at a slower pace than walking. The bus is too large, and when it encounters an intersection, it looks like an old lady who is already 170 or 80 years old, coughing and panting, while moving a little bit across the intersection under the careful avoidance of others. Often the green light has passed, and it is still stuck in the middle of the road, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

Seeing the hands on our watch skip in a box, we have been stuck in the car for 45 minutes, and the traffic in front of us shows no sign of abating. I was born in a military family and paid the most attention to punctuality, I couldn't help but be a little anxious, I didn't want to be late on the first day of school, and finally got to a stop, I pulled Cheng Yuanxia to jump out of the car, and ran on the sidewalk at the speed of a rapid march, until I ran to a relatively smooth traffic area, I reached out to stop a taxi, and handed the address of Mingtong Middle School to the driver.

The taxi driver pressed the timer, and the taxi began to move smoothly, and before it had gone 500 meters, the car suddenly slowed down, and I looked up, and fuck, this broken car turned back onto the road we had just run out of. The driver turned on the car stereo with a smile on his face, took out two cans of drinks from the storage compartment and handed them to us.

As I drank the free drink, my eyes kept on the damn meter, the car was still in place, and the numbers on it were soaring all the way up, and I was mentally calculating the exchange rate between the yuan and the yuan, and the results made my heart flutter. Even if it was spent on state banknotes and could be reimbursed in full with the bills, I still couldn't help but curse in my heart: "Dog, robbing money?!" ”

Mingtong Middle School is a privately held private middle school, and its biggest feature is the use of multi-Chinese teaching, whether you are an American, German, Chinese or Korean, you can find a classroom that suits you if you are a rookie in the language level. After mastering the basic Chinese dictation skills, students can apply to the school to transfer to the normal Chinese teaching class as long as they pass the assessment.

Therefore, in Mingtong Middle School, it is a college with the most complex student identities and the most uneven student quality. Every year, there are high-achieving students who have excellent academic performance and are admitted to prestigious universities in Tokyo. will also drill out a group of people who make a career out of fighting and finally emerge in the underworld.

Garbage and elites coexist, and Mingtong Middle School has become the biggest object of controversy in the education industry, which can be called a mixed reputation.

When the two of us finally ran all the way to Mingtong Middle School with the help of the positioning system on our mobile phones, the hour hand of the watch had already pointed to 9:20. The two hundred and fifty centimeter-high electric school gate was closed tightly, Cheng Yuanxia slammed the door hard, but no one responded, he said strangely: "Big brother, is this school resting today, why is there no one?" ”

I whispered, "Go in and have a look!" ”

The two of us took a few steps back, rushed forward in the astonished gaze of passers-by, and under the impetus of the habitual surname, suddenly kicked a few steps on the gate, reached out to clasp the gate when the remaining momentum was still gone, and a beautiful volley flipped and disappeared lightly behind the gate.

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