Lu Mingfei leaned tightly on the leather seat of the train, staring at the shards of glass scattered everywhere, the wind poured in through the empty window, the wind kept whistling in his ears, and he once again confirmed in his mind the sniper that had just happened.

In addition to the bullet he had dodged in the first place, the sniper who came out of nowhere made two more rounds, and the trajectory of the bullet across his head made not only the scalp cold, but also the effect of a large-caliber bullet that could break the glass of the train on a person.

He can imagine. Suppressed his anger and fear, he shouted a few times, but Lu Mingfei, who didn't get a response, forced himself to calm down, opened the suitcase under the seat and took out the map and a small round mirror attached to the freshman manual.

The railroad from Chicago Station to Kassel College is clearly visible on it, and the mysterious college generously informs the new students of its location, which is quite unexpected.

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Lu Mingfei exhaled lightly, held the mirror to reconfirm the terrain outside the train, and reluctantly estimated his position.

It's less than a twenty-minute drive from the academy, through a pine forest, and the station at the foot of the hill and the academy halfway up the hill are just over an hour's hike.

Why did you get a sniper here? And why him? Although he has not yet entered school, he has experienced a lot of incredible experiences, but Lu Mingfei has not yet dealt with this

The "James Bond"-style unfolding, which he tried on the set of the thriller monster last month was enough for him, but now the free gunplay seems to be opening its arms to him.

The carriage suddenly darkened a lot, and the wind in the window was mixed with pine waves, which undoubtedly affirmed Lu Mingfei's judgment, and he and the academy were only a little more than ten minutes away by car.

Lu Mingfei's impression of Kassel is not too bad, mainly due to the influence of a nominal Kassel professor, but Chen Mo has never mentioned the details of the academy to Lu Mingfei, and the books that have been recorded are also vague.

But the tentacles of this academy must be long and powerful, and it has the intelligence ability to cover the other side of the ocean, so why would it allow assassinations to take place right under their noses?

The massive number of anime games gave Lu Mingfei's associative ability to play a role, and he thought of several chilling possibilities in an instant and erased them all.

Keep the possibility, don't make judgments, and wait for evidence. However, before Lu Mingfei finished the brainstorming, a small piece of art was already blooming under his feet.

A makeshift bomb designed for the sole purpose of overturning the 1,000 fast trains.

In the middle of the upside down, Lu Mingfei grabbed the handle of the train seat, hooked the seat post fixed to the carriage with both hands, and the thick smell of gunsmoke had already filled the tip of his nose.

"The explosion worked well, and the train has been stopped." A suppressed voice of joy reached Caesar's ears, the bomb was more suitable than they expected, and whether or not the target had the physical fitness above the half-blood level, the assault must have affected the target's state.

"Didn't find any trace of the Lionhearts?" The rather eloquent strategist did not rush forward recklessly, and confirmed softly.

"Thermal imaging scans at visual distance did not reveal anyone else." The leader of the lurking team glanced at the pine forest on the other side of the railroad tracks again, and replied firmly after confirming.

"Search for targets, don't use frigga bullets unless necessary, try to capture them alive." Caesar ordered word by word: "If you encounter multiple Lionheart squads, give priority to 'killing' the target without reinforcements!" Caesar decisively decided to bite the bait of his target first, and there were two possibilities that there would be no Lionheart team, either the other side was waiting for the Yellow Sparrow to come later, or this was the best time to strike first.

The movement of the explosion is not small, and the advantage of being one step late and making the first move will be completely lost. The five soldiers leapt lightly out of the dirt, the tactical camouflage can't protect against thermal imaging scanning, but it still plays a camouflage role, and the scarlet dog tag hangs on the back of the waist to distinguish the identities of the two sides in the 'game'.

The two men at the head drew the daggers from their waists and flipped through the upside-down window into the compartment, which was empty, and the open trunk was sitting in a hurry, with a bump crack on it, apparently only opened after the explosion.

After eye contact, the two of them made a standard tactical move and touched the next carriage, and the moment they pushed open the door, a test tube was illuminated and breathed into their faces, and the moment the pipe wall was broken, the blue-green gas took the test tube as the source and quickly spread to the surroundings.

"Biological weapons!" A term came to the minds of the two soldiers, and the student council had certainly guessed about the 'S' class resistance, and the most likely thing was the extremely high combat attainments and physical talent, which were the most likely lethal abilities in that strictly regulated country.

Given the potential for violence among mixed-race people, as well as the proliferation of guns in Chicago, the possibility of the target purchasing a firearm cannot be ruled out either.

But this tube is not among those speculations. At first glance, the poisonous gas burrowed into the soldiers' bodies before they covered their mouths and noses, and under the combined effect of medicine and alchemy, a strange spiritual vision was generated, and the great dragon power overwhelmed their sanity in an instant, turning the half-breed into a child who could only hum.

If it weren't for Lu Mingfei's proper dosage control, they would probably have given up the last bit of control over their bodies and become the first two students in Kassel's history to have incontinence.

"This one is good." Lu Mingfei still remembered that Chen Moshun left, and he took the potion of "Medieval Black Alchemy Exploration", and the colorless and tasteless neurotoxin had been returned and turned into a blue-green thing.

"What did you add to it?"

"Spiritual material, the field you haven't learned yet, can simulate the dragon power of the high-ranking dragon clan."

"So it's this color?" Lu Mingfei wrinkled his nose. Chen Mo was triumphant: "I specially made this color to pay tribute to a poisonous gas with a similar effect. ”

"Fear gassing." Lu Mingfei, who was wearing a protective mask, repeated it softly, walked over to the two 'corpses' who were still twitching, and drew the guns from their waists.

Colt M2000, very new model, he has only seen on the Internet. There was no new movement outside the carriage, and according to the sound just now, there should be more than two people.

Lu Mingfei retreated from the magazine of the bullet with some rustiness, and the scarlet 9mm pistol bullets were arranged in an orderly manner in the magazine with a strange beauty.

He took one close to his eye, with a faint pattern on it, the scarlet color was not painted, but a special material.

"It's ...... Alchemical creations? A strong sense of the heart resurfaced, just as it had been before.

Lu Mingfei leaped forward in an instant, and the red mist exploded behind him, and the sniper's bullet hit the two poor unlucky ones.

What the hell is this..... A terrorist attack hit you in the face? Lu Mingfei always felt that movies and games were all fake, how could there be so many big things in the world waiting for you to do to save the world, he was not surrounded by uncles and aunts all day long, or trivial things with his classmates He stared at the direction of the sniper bullet and stuffed the magazine into the pistol bag.

It wasn't until now that he felt a little bit of it.

"Did you mess with you last school? What the hell, I'm just a little bit of coaxing, and I can find any trouble. He pursed his lips and loaded his pistol, his eyes fixed on the two corpses, bloodstained and not torn apart by the large-caliber sniper round.

There seems to be a slight heaving in the chest.

"Gotta find a living." Lu Mingfei was talking to himself, and suddenly sighed: "I hope that Huokou can cooperate a little." ”