"This is the dragon, and the ancestor of all dragons, the black dragon Nidhogg. According to the Norse myth of the Old Edda, at dusk of the gods, it will bite off the roots of the World Tree, Igdrasius, and destroy the world. ”

Professor Guderian said solemnly.

"Destroy the world? That's it? ”

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips, in terms of the proportions on the painting, his conservative evaluation was not as good as the commander-level Titan.

"Don't judge the strength of a dragon by its appearance, even a fist-sized cub can destroy a village with dragon flames spitting out."

Professor Guderian admonished.

"I remember."

He retracted his contemptuous expression and said solemnly.

Lu Mingfei has always respected professionals, especially when he lacks knowledge of dragons.

"Well, the children can be taught."

Professor Guderian nodded in satisfaction.

Powerful, highly blooded, strong-willed, and able to listen to advice, he is looking forward to the future of this S-class freshman more and more.

The high-speed train quickly moved into the mountains, with no bunkers, no weapon platforms, no automatic mines, no permanent fortifications, only endless greenery and the occasional animal on its way.

Lu Mingfei admired all this almost with a pilgrimage mentality, a beautiful scenery that he had not seen several times in the past thousand years.

"You seem to like to see the scenery."

Professor Guderian laughed.

"I'm not looking at the scenery."

He shook his head.

"What's that?"

Professor Guderian looked outside, could it be that someone was running naked in the mountains?

"It's peace."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

"Well, I didn't see that you were still a literary young man."

Guderian touched his white hair, and to be honest, he was a little embarrassed.

Only Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei, and he could probably guess a little bit of the other party's mentality.

Regardless of whether those stories are true or not, at least Lu Mingfei has taken them as his own life.

In a peaceful atmosphere, the train arrived at the terminal.

When I got off the train and got out of the platform, a white Chevrolet was parked outside, but there was no driver on board.

The three of them looked at Fingal, who was working hard to carry everyone's luggage.

"No, you want me to drive it again."

He groaned.

"It's not you, isn't it?"

Guderian glared at him.

"Okay, I'll open it, I'll open it. Two junior brothers, help carry the luggage. ”

Fingal decisively chose to accept his fate.

The vehicle starts, and Fingal's style of driving is unexpectedly smooth, like a driver driving for a government leader.

I don't know if he usually does this, or if he deliberately behaves in front of Professor Guderian.

Steady and not slow, forty minutes later they arrived at the entrance of the Kassel Academy.

"The headmaster was going to pick you up in person, but something happened to me and I got stumped. But at the latest, after the 3E exam, he will definitely come to you. ”

Professor Guderian babbled.

Before Lu Mingfei could ask what the 3E exam was, a terrible alarm sounded throughout the campus.

"Attack?"

Lu Mingfei's gaze scanned in all directions, looking for possible enemies.

Chu Zihang also tacitly stood behind him.

"Damn, forget what day it is. Find a place to hide. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor Guderian fell headlong.

There was an extra smoking hole in his suit, and blood smeared the hole.

"Two junior brothers, run, it's not a joke to be hit."

Fingal didn't mean to look at it at all, and ran in the direction of the flower bed.

However, he had barely taken two steps when a barrage of gunfire rang out, and Fingal followed in Professor Guderian's footsteps.

And the death is much more ugly.

Like a signal, gunshots of various tones rang out like a shower.

It's as if they're not on campus, but in some chaotic scene.

"What should I do?"

Chu Zihang asked, he had never experienced this kind of thermal weapon warfare, and he was a little bottomless in his heart.

"Find a place to hide."

Lu Mingfei didn't have a good way.

With no body armor, no guns, not even a sword, he can only go to the top.

The two of them hid on the side of the nearest building, which seemed to be out of range of the enemy, with only a few stray bullets passing by.

Lu Mingfei observed the battlefield with the back of his mobile phone, and people in black and red clothes kept pouring out of various buildings, holding various firearms and shooting mercilessly at each other.

As the heat increased, the two sides began to use grenades, grenadiers, portable rocket launchers and other areas of destruction, and the smoke of gunfire filled the campus, and unidentified corpses were lying all over the ground.

Soon, Lu Mingfei found that both sides were trying to attack each other's base camp.

The base camp of the Black Team is a small building in front of it, and the headquarters of the Crimson Team is the church across the lawn.

"They're playing a game."

He quickly came to a conclusion.

"Games?"

Chu Zihang couldn't understand, did so many people die playing games?

"Yes, I don't know what the principle is, but none of those corpses are dead."

With Lu Mingfei's rich combat experience, he can judge many things just by clues.

"So we'll wait for them to finish?"

Since it's a game, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.

"I want to play with them."

Lu Mingfei smiled.

For a long time, in order to train the recruits to react quickly, he also often played a game with the recruits.

Lu Mingfei often went to raid recruits who were resting, whether they were sleeping or meditating.

With blocking his attacks as the standard, two hits are qualified, three hits are good, and four hits are excellent.

If you get an excellent recruit, you can get rewards such as priority gang jumping rights and one-on-one special training.

If you can also hit him with a counterattack, you can get a chainsaw sword that he has made himself.

Judging from the actual combat performance and competition results, this game is still very effective.

"I miss it."

From the moment he nailed the tenth golden nail of service, this game was suspended.

Because the warband already had a more complete training plan, and the warband leader and the priest also tactfully advised him to pay attention to rest.

Now watching these young people happily shoot each other, his heart is also agitated.

"But we don't have guns."

Chu Zihang pointed out the crux of the problem.

"It's okay, there's on the corpse. You cover me. ”

Lu Ming said as a matter of course.

"Okay."

Chu Zihang also agreed as a matter of course.

Two figures burst out, one in front of the other.

Chu Zihang, who rushed to the front, spread his arms in an attempt to attract the attention of both sides and increase the likelihood of being killed.

And Lu Mingfei took advantage of the bullet to go towards Chu Zihang, rolled on the spot, and rolled next to a corpse.

The corpse was a young Caucasian male with dilated pupils and a state of death.

However, he pressed his hand to his chest and immediately felt a strong heartbeat.

"Sure enough."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly and took the M4A1 carbine from the corpse's hand.

At this time, Chu Zihang had already been shot several times, and before he fell to the ground, he made a lip gesture towards Lu Mingfei.

"Come on."