"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

He grabbed the corpse as a cover, observing the balance of power between the two sides.

In the empty parking lot, Red has thirty-two left, and Black has twenty left, and Black has a big disadvantage.

As a third party, of course, he has to balance the situation for them.

Lu Ming fired a few bullets non-tentatively, all empty.

It's not surprising that the last time he used such a primitive weapon was more than a thousand years ago.

And although the technology is just as primitive, the guns that have been modified by the Chaodu gangs are bigger and more powerful.

However, after all, he is a veteran who has been shooting for more than a thousand years, and after more than a dozen test shots, Lu Mingfei regained the feeling he had back then.

Bullets hit the Red soldiers in three bursts.

After thirty rounds of ammunition, the ratio of the two sides had reached ten to ten.

"Perfect."

He was very happy with his precise control.

"And the masters!"

"Where did it come from?"

The two sides quickly discovered that something was wrong, and then quickly locked on to Lu Mingfei.

"Gone."

Before he was set on fire, he picked up another corpse as a shield and slipped away, picking up a HK416 automatic rifle by the way.

This Hk416 is a long-barreled sniper type, and its accuracy is certainly not comparable to a serious sniper rifle, but it is much stronger than the M4A1.

Lu Mingfei looked back at the two shots and knocked out the two who were about to fire rockets at him.

Then another shot knocked out the last grenadier.

With all the heavy firepower wiped out, the game quickly came to an end.

He helped Chu Zihang up, put him on the soft lawn and lay down, and then returned to the parking lot.

At this time, he was the only one standing in the center of the battlefield,

"Let's go to the final showdown."

Lu Mingfei waved his hand at the two base camps, and then threw away the gun in his hand.

A moment later, two men walked out in unison.

A blonde with blue eyes, exuding the arrogance of a king.

A man with black hair and gray eyes, and his eyes were as hard as steel.

"Who are you? I don't remember such a good gunslinger at the Academy. ”

The blonde man spoke in Chinese, and his tone was cold but not cold.

"Lu Mingfei, I just entered school today."

He replied.

"Freshmen? Joseph, you're a disgrace to the Lionhearts. ”

The blonde man sneered at the gray-eyed man.

"Caesar, don't you student councils do the same?"

The gray-eyed man sneered.

"Let's finish this game."

Lu Mingfei interrupted their bickering.

"How are you going to play?"

Joseph asked.

"Let's compare swords."

He looked at the weapons at their waists.

"Than a sword? Not a bad idea. ”

Caesar pulled out a half-meter-long hunting knife, and the black knife was imprinted with golden patterns.

"Okay, who's going first?"

Joseph also drew his saber, which was slender and had no gauntlets.

"I mean, you guys go up together."

Lu Mingfei said with a smile on his empty hands.

"You're underestimated, Caesar."

"You're not the same, Joseph."

The two men laughed at each other, but they didn't mean to do anything,

The strong have the pride of the strong, and playing a game is not enough to fight two.

"Game over, I've won."

Lu Mingfei suddenly laughed.

"I don't hate confident people, but are you getting something wrong?"

Caesar raised an eyebrow.

"No, I guessed right."

He hooked up a "corpse" with his foot, and a suitcase with a yellow-black logo was flashing light.

"There is a hand, and you win."

Caesar simply admitted defeat, and Joseph nodded silently.

"Try to eliminate the enemy with long-range strikes first, and then think about close combat."

Lu Mingfei pointed.

The Crimson Star Strike Regiment is a ship-fighting regiment with flexible action and strong firepower, coupled with the difficulty of replenishing personnel, so it has formed a combat style of first covering firepower and then interspersing charges.

Of course, that doesn't mean they're not good at close combat.

The Chaos Demons who have been hacked back into subspace by chainsaw axes and power scythes will certify this.

"You've won this time, and I'm looking forward to the next fight."

Caesar smiled and turned away.

Joseph nodded and turned to leave.

Half-breeds are proud, and as the best of the half-breeds, they are super proud.

Lu Mingfei didn't care, there were many more people in the Space Marines who were prouder than them, and even the elders couldn't let them be completely tamed.

The sonorous and powerful march sounded abruptly, and the campus radio that had been silent for a long time woke up like a dream.

The doors of an unnamed building opened, and doctors and nurses swarmed out, carrying suitcases with the school badge.

Lu Mingfei quietly watched as the doctors took out syringes and injected the corpses, as if they were making a last-ditch effort of first aid on the battlefield.

A little old man with a bald head and a shiny head with thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses came up and sighed with a handkerchief over his mouth and nose.

The more bullet marks he passed, the more affectionate his sigh became.

He walked up to Lu Mingfei, looked up and down, and said.

"You're a freshman?"

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"I'm Professor Manstein from the Discipline Committee! First, today's students do not put their schoolwork first when they enter the school, but they participate in this kind of boring game. Isn't it fun? Isn't it fun? ”

The little old man became more and more angry, pointing to the crater-ridden façade of the building.

"It's all money, it's all money!"

He screamed like a second-tier dealer who hoarded dozens of tons of tactical nuclear graphics cards and was burned down by a fire.

Lu Mingfei stepped back without a trace, lest Professor Manstein's aggressive saliva splash in his face.

He does the same when dealing with space wolves, as their saliva even carries highly toxic liquor.

"Don't mind, Professor Manstein is a good friend of mine, he's just a little greedy for money. I'll let him take care of you more, academically. ”

Someone patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder from behind and said, he looked back and saw that it was Professor Guderian who was shot up.

"I'm not scared, it's just a live CS. Today is a 'Freedom Day' at the College, where students are free to act without being penalized by school rules. ”

Professor Guderian laughed.

"Nope. I'm curious about how, though. ”

Lu Mingfei said.

"You say the effect of the dead? Quite simply, this is an alchemical equipment called a frigga bullet. ”

Professor Guderian pulled a bullet from his pocket and gave it to him, the bullet was as dark red as blood.

"Frigga is the wife of Odin, the main god of Norse mythology, and in order to protect her son Balde, the god of light, she made all things in the world swear not to harm the god of light."

Professor Guderian went on to popularize science.

"This alchemy warhead is an allusion to this, when it hits the target, it will quickly shatter and vaporize, and it will not hurt people, only leaving traces like blood. It is mixed with a trace amount of anesthetic, which will make people unconscious immediately. ”

Lu Mingfei slapped the bullet into the hole in his clothes, and the seemingly hard warhead instantly shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

"Look, it's..."

Professor Guderian was about to speak, when suddenly his eyes rolled and fell.

Before he was completely unconscious, he gave Lu Mingfei a resentful look.