"Commander! Scout Team A has been ambushed in Area C! Again, the scout team was ambushed in Area C! ”

"Commander! This is the support team A, the ambush team was killed by us, and the reconnaissance team A was successfully rescued! Scout Team A successfully rescued! ”

"Forward Team B found part of the enemy's main force, the interior of the library, conservatively estimated at twenty people, and applied for an in-depth raid! Apply for an in-depth raid! ”

"The retreat of the forward B team may be an offensive to lure the enemy, the opponent's sniper is very dangerous, don't rush for success."

The Lionheart, dressed in black uniforms, will use the church as a base to defend steadily, and the students in crimson uniforms will use the school building as a base to attack in an attempt to break through.

The battle lines of the two sides have been stretched for more than a thousand meters, and there are already squads that have begun to fight.

Shouts echoed across the radio channel with gunfire and explosions, and the two teams were evenly matched on the battlefield.

But Caesar had a map of the Kassel Academy in front of him, and he could see that he had been steadily advancing towards the enemy.

In the center of the location of the two of them is the dormitory building where Jiang Shouyun is located.

Although their Student Council is slightly inferior to the Lionheart Club in terms of individual average, they are more numerous.

Today's personnel attrition is still within a manageable range, which is one of the main reasons why they dare to fight a blitzkrieg.

"Call the Dead Squad."

While looking down at the campus with a telescope, Caesar picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a calm voice: "Call the Dead Squad, whether it has been successfully infiltrated, please reply if you receive it." ”

He repeated the questioning several times, but there was no response on the radio, apparently having been killed.

But Caesar's face was not in the slightest panic, the three-person team of dead men who ventured into the target's location was just a bait he used to test the target.

Now it seems that if you want to get the goal, it's really not that simple.

"Commander! Enemy infiltration has been spotted on the left side of Zone B! Enemy infiltration has been spotted on the left side of Zone B! ”

"The enemy has infiltrated on the right side of Area A, and we have been trapped! We're in the bag! ”

"Didn't attack the target first, but first circled and then clamped our flanks, and then sent an 'elite team' to rob the target?" Caesar pondered for a moment, and soon understood what the other party was thinking.

As the most powerful and powerful ancient society in the Kassel Academy, almost every member of the Lionheart Club is a good seedling of the executive department.

Whether it is in terms of shooting level, physical strength, speed, and tacit understanding, the individual abilities of the Lionheart Club are overwhelming to them.

Caesar's pride naturally disdained to deny this.

Just as he always believed that the student council was just lacking himself as a qualified leader.

Now it seems that the other side is taking advantage of the elite to restrain their left and right flank forces and force them to stretch the distance of the battle line.

This will not only attack the target area, but also eat the first half of their territory, slowly eating away at the rest of their forces.

Where, though, is there anything so cheap?

"Support Team A and Support Team B go to support the wings, and the other forward squads temporarily shrink the offensive on the front."

Caesar gave the order and snorted softly, "Since you have brought the meat to the door, is it not a waste if you don't eat it?" ”

As the words fell, a gunshot rang out as promised.

Boom!

On the roof of the school building, a red bullet was fired.

“One。”

The pretty girl has long, dark red hair that flutters in the wind, pulling the bolt of the M82A1 large-caliber semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Then he stared at the seven-person elite team in the sniper scope, and fired another shot from a distance of nearly a thousand meters, and the bullet directly hit one of them through the complex terrain.

“Two。” The girl smiled and blinked.

But the next moment, without warning, she squatted down violently.

Boom!

Almost instantly, a bullet exploded into a mist of blood where she had been.

The red-haired girl held the gun and couldn't help but squint her eyes.

With a flicker of her eyes, she shifted her position again.

Turn around, set up your gun, take aim.

One second, one go.

Boom! Boom!

The gunfire rang out again, causing the enemy to lose one more man.

The gunshot rang out almost immediately after, and the red-haired girl narrowly avoided it.

"It's kind of interesting." She exhaled deeply, and her adrenaline began to soar.

It's so exciting.

As long as she hesitated for a moment, she was gone.

At a distance of more than 1,000 meters, it can be so accurate.

Looks like the Lionhearts have a good sniper over there, too.

Next, two snipers of similar strength pin each other down, but neither of them can help each other, and each time they shoot, they will instantly change positions.

The speed at which the student union shrinks its defense line is slowing down, and there is no way back to harvest the enemy's elite squad.

The elite squad of the Lionheart Society was stuck there for a while.

If they get up and go forward or backward, they will inevitably be shot in the head.

You can't advance and advance, you can't retreat and retreat, you can only find cover to dodge.

Moreover, the number of students in the student council is superior, and coupled with the harassment and containment of the red-haired girls, the snipers of the Lionheart Society can't suppress them for a while.

It can now be said that after the appearance of these two snipers, both sides have reached a strange stalemate.

Whoever of them now takes out the opposing sniper ahead of time means which side the balance of victory will tilt on.

Soon, however, it seemed that an order had been received, and a four-member makeshift support team arrived from the left and right flanks of the student council.

Under the control of the Lionheart sniper, the remaining four members of the elite team fought and advanced, and successfully entered the location of the target.

Boom!!

One of them, a strong man in a black combat uniform, slammed open the security door of the stairs with his shoulder, and the four of them patrolled around in four directions with their guns in their hands before relaxing a little after making sure that there was no danger.

"Quick fix."

The man in charge of the group scanned the surroundings, his angular face full of composure: "We must take this stronghold in five minutes." ”

Behind him, the three squad members were silent, and no one questioned his decision.

Lancelot, a freshman at Kassel College, is the same A-level as Chu Zihang, and is also the leader of the Lionheart Society.

The current leader of the Lionhearts, Fervio Bass, only values his personal ability and heart, and does not care about their freshman status at all.

Or rather, it was a test.

According to intelligence, the location of the target is room 04 on the 4th floor of District 1.

The four of them gathered together, looked in four directions, moved their steps tacitly, and soon came to the third floor.

But when they climbed to the third floor and turned around, Lanstrlo, facing north, had a frozen expression.

Da... Da... Da ......

Almost at the same time as the sound of footsteps was heard, the other three quickly reacted.

Turning around suddenly, his center of gravity sank slightly, he raised the assault rifle in his hand, and his solemn gaze fell on the end of the corridor on the third floor.

I saw a strong figure standing there, but instead of wearing a blue-and-white combat uniform, he was wearing a dark green Kassel Academy uniform.

"Hello?" The strong man raised his hand, waved it at them, and said with a sad face, "Bye-bye." ”

Lanstrrow's pupils shrank, and he said, "Wait, he'......"

Bang bang bang!!

Before he could finish speaking, the three of them tightened their hands on their weapons and pressed the trigger of their rifles.

The strong recoil also made their figures slightly stunned.

The next moment, in the tongue of fire from the muzzle of a gun, a figure appeared from behind the strong man,

The white shadow was like a ghost, avoiding the bullet rain of the blockade.

The dappled glow shredded by the maple leaves poured in from the window of the hallway.

In the hand of that figure, a long knife with a blade as clear as autumn water shone with golden light.

Today's class is full.,The update is a little late.,Tomorrow I will continue to add more.,There is no holiday as a qualified author!!

(End of chapter)