Ming Fei watched as the group of "special forces" left.

Now, there was no one in front of him, and there were four corpses lying next to him. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, blowing clearly at a loss.

Ming Fei looked at:

Nono opened his mouth, and his white dress was stained with blood,

It's quite a Gone with the Wind feeling.

The helicopter pilot on the side died like a minion.

Its body was lying flat with its face facing the sky, and the red blood covered its entire body.

Fingal's death is a bit funny, although Ming Fei can't laugh, but his "senior brother" looks like he is saying:

The Imperial Army don't kill me.

"Tut-tut"

Ming Fei was facing the empty and uninhabited meadow, and behind him was a helicopter that was slightly tilted to the right due to an emergency landing.

"This is Kassel,

Just now, Chu Zihang welcomed me on the walkie-talkie.

And they asked you what you had to do with Caesar?

Let me think about it. ”

Ming Fei digs his brains and thinks sharply,

Kassel, Principal, Caesar, Chu Zihang, Shooting...

He remembered the news he used to see on TV,

In a small place, the regular army and the rebel army fought, and in the end the dignitaries slipped away, and the common people welcomed the news of the new political army.

And then it is concluded:

The Kassel Academy is actually a local faction.

The principal is a faction,

Chu Zihang is a faction,

Caesar was a faction.

Looking at Guderian, who was in a miserable state of death, Ming Fei knew that the headmaster must have been killed.

Like that Kafiza, the escort of beautiful women with their hands up and their nest surrendered. Poor Guderian still doesn't know anything.

The situation changed abruptly, and it didn't take a few days for the magnesium army to send troops to the Middle East in the big era.

Alas, life is impermanent, Guderian, go in peace.

After that, Ming Fei looked at Nuo Nuo again, and he already understood: It seems that this person named Caesar can't do it, and if his girlfriend can't keep it, he will definitely not be able to defeat Chu Zihang's "rebel army".

Fortunately, he knows Chu Zihang.

However, Chu Zihang was such a good student in Shilan High School, how did he go to Meilijian to become like this.

Murder and arson, all kinds of evil.

Alas, oranges born in Huainan are oranges, and oranges born in Huaibei are oranges.

Beautiful nuts don't work.

Ming Fei figured it out, and he got into the helicopter to observe the surrounding situation.

Dada,

About 100 meters behind the helicopter, Terrorists No. 30 or 40 were fighting.

On one side, there are all black special operations uniforms, and generally dark red combat uniforms.

The guy was beaten up and drenched in blood.

These people are all violent, and everyone is a big fool, rushing forward without their lives.

This battle can't be fought like this,

First, send a small force to investigate, the Terran tanks should be set up, the big bald heads and machine gunners should be reasonably distributed, and the transport level and adrenaline should be well matched, and they will be pulled.

How can it be so on, alas.

Ming Fei shook his head in denial while watching.

Feel the countless ballistics staggered outside, and those murderous bullets whizzing by.

Ming Fei was frightened every step of the way, he squatted in the helicopter and didn't dare to come out.

The battle lasted for more than ten minutes, the sound of bullets gradually thinning out, Ming Fei carefully stuck out his head, those people in black special operations uniforms fell to the ground completely, and only four people in red combat uniforms were cleaning the battlefield.

One person even spotted him.

"What is your relationship with Chu Zihang?"

The remaining four people saw that there was still one person hiding in the helicopter, and rushed to the sides of the fuselage and said.

Ming Fei's head hurt,

Just now the east wind is better than the west wind,

Now it immediately becomes that the west wind is better than the east wind.

"I, I don't know any Chu Zihang." Ming Fei lied, and he came down the stairs of the helicopter with his hands held high. It's like a soldier assault who just saw a tank inside.

"Come here."

One of the men in a crimson combat uniform holds an M4 Dao.

The man looked at Ming Fei carefully, and suddenly said:

"I know you, you're the new student who didn't want to be killed in our Kassel.

You seem to be in the same high school as Chu Zihang. ”

The man asked.

"I... I" Ming Fei hesitated, he didn't know what to say anymore,

The situation has changed dramatically, and he is just an ordinary person shivering.

Flashing, before he could hear the sound, a man in a crimson combat uniform had already pulled the trigger and fired a shot.

Ming Fei watched the light of the gun flash, and the bullet crossed a long line and was about to shoot.

"Power On"

Time suddenly stood still, and a supreme voice appeared in Zi Mingfei's body, which was still unfazed after the vicissitudes of life.

Ming Fei: S-class bloodline, awakening.

Strength: Half-breed cap

Speech: Time zero

Thinking: Half-sensitive.

Ming Fei is facing the fast-shooting bullets head-on at this moment,

The speed of the bullet is about eight hundred meters per second.

Ming Fei is less than three meters away from the muzzle, and it only takes 0.00375 seconds from the bullet to hit Ming Fei.

Humans can't react at all, but Ming Fei thinks the speed of the bullet is so slow.

He just dodged sideways.

Rushed forward three steps, and with a palm strike, he hit the front door of the person who fired the gun.

Everything was done in half a second.

trumpet

The man fell to the ground.

"What the hell?"

The three people beside Ming Fei were all shocked, and one person was close at hand, holding his fist, and he came with the wind.

The other dodged backwards, pulled away, and prepared to shoot.

Another person was not far away, and he took out a short blade from his right waist and struck him.

Ming Fei watched the movements of these people, and for some reason he felt that the movements of these three people were as slow as snails.

It's like a sloth.

dodge the fist, hand elbow upward blow, straight to the incoming chest,

Ming Fei heard the wind whistling behind him, and turned to the oblique side, avoiding the short blade, holding his right arm with his left hand, and turning his right hand into a fist to hit the opponent's door.

A punch knocks the other side unconscious.

Horn Horn Horn,

A shuttle of bullets hit,

Ming Fei swerved to the left, walking like a ghost, and in an instant he was in front of the shooter.

"What a quick move." The person who fired the gun said no words, and it has been clear that it is not a "result".

Ming Fei looked at everything in front of him hesitantly, and the four men and women in crimson were already lying upright on the ground.

His eyes were fixed in contemplation,

Did I kill someone?

Ming Fei realized this.

Looking at his hands, he always felt a sense of unreality.

He was in a trance, as if he had heard something.

"Come on, Ming Fei, the last one will decide the winner."

The scene of the Star 2 finals,

Off the field, Ming Fei heard the coach's encouraging voice.

It's already the last game, one win and one loss, and no one can predict the victory of the next game.

The skills of the Zerg players on the opposite side are quite good, and their understanding of the Zerg has reached the point where the version is the first at that time.

Walk up to the stage and operate the keyboard and mouse.

Ming Fei could hear his own heartbeat.

The Zerg on the opposite side, double mine to three mine, the insect emperor plus the puppy, and the cockroach and stinger in the back.

And Ming Fei rarely chose another class of his own, the Protoss.

The two sides engaged in a major battle between the bases on both sides.

Ming Fei was not careful, and there was a big disappointment, the sentry did not seal the poison explosion.

At one point, the population ratio came to 180:106.

Ming Fei's force had only 106 units, while there were 180 units on the opposite side.

There was also a large wave of flying dragons.

Even Huang Xudong, who was in charge of commenting at the time, said:

"How can the 180-population Zerg lose this wave of flying dragons."

As soon as the words fell, all the flying dragons of the Zerg rushed towards Ming Fei's team,

Ming Fei was at that time, and suddenly felt that time was very slow.

The posture of countless wyverns flapping their wings is clearly visible.

He operated the pursuit flickering and retreating, and the immortals and prisms moved left and right,

In the end, all the dragons were eaten up and the game was won.

Awakening from his memories, the world in front of Ming Fei's eyes regained color.

The grass is crisp and clear, and the red cobblestone road winds and turns, leading to the castle-like building.

Nearby, the four people here were lying upright, their crimson combat uniforms, some of which had been splashed with dust because of the ground, and some of them were covered with dust.

Didi, Didi,

The walkie-talkie on the side of a person who was a little closer rang.

Ming Fei bent down and took out the walkie-talkie to turn it on,

Inside says:

"Come to the church and join the group."

"Where is the church?

What kind of regiment to fight, the big dragon regiment? ”

Ming is not suspicious.