"This is so strange!"

"The people from the Lionheart Club must have passed through that oak forest a long time ago, right? Why haven't they revealed their heads yet? Even if they steal our ass, it doesn't take so long, right?"

"Can they fall asleep in the woods?"

"Well... I remember there seemed to be a girl in the team led by Elvis. They crawled into the woods..."

In the attic at the top of the church, the student union members wearing crimson combat uniforms couldn't help complaining that those carrying rocket launchers were about to be pressed to the point where they could hardly straighten their waists, and the guys holding telescopes as scouts were even more sore and swollen.

The atmosphere was so weird, so weird that it was a bit terrible. The church where they were located was an extremely important stronghold. On the battlefield in ancient times, it was a "place where military strategists must fight for". Even if the guys from the Lionheart Club did not break through the exit they expected, they would never give up this important stronghold, right?

"Someone came out of the jungle!" A scout holding a telescope suddenly shouted.

"Is it the three-man team of Lions Hearts led by Elvis? From which direction did it appear?" the student union team asked quickly.

"No... I can only see a figure, not wearing a black combat uniform. He is wearing a school uniform, not from the Lionheart Club!"

"Damn it, there are irrelevant people involved in the battlefield! Except for the Student Union and the Lionheart Association, there are others who dare to sway in the school during this period!"

"This is the battlefield, and there are no irrelevant people on the battlefield! As long as he steps into this battlefield, he should have the awareness of accepting the cruelty of the One Day War of Freedom. People outside the Student Union are targets that can be attacked, even Principal Angers is no exception!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the student union captain.

This is the style of freedom that has always been around. As long as it appears on the battlefield, it will be regarded as a target for gathering fire, even the strong men of the school work department and the professors of the professors are no exception.

In the past, it seemed that a student who had been punished by Professor Manstein had carried Thomson into the office building and shot wildly in order to deliberately revenge. An hour later, the entire office building was covered with "corpses" of the professors, and that was so corpses everywhere!

So the brave classmate was collectively boycotted by the professor's group. He failed in five disciplines in that semester, and his grade point, which was originally quite excellent, was deducted to a terrible surprise!

But he is still known as a hero and brave existence among his students!

"The sniper is ready to let his head blossom!" The team leader issued an order.

"Captain...I can't do it!" said the member holding the sniper rifle in panic, "He moves too fast, I can't lock it!"

"Hey, there are such people in the academy besides the Student Union and the Lionheart?"

The team leader turned around and issued an order to the member carrying the rocket launcher, and a sneered sneered at the corner of his mouth, "If the bullet cannot aim at him, then use a range attack to develop a big shot for him. I see how he will hide!"

The bazooka hand held the heavy gun barrel on his shoulder. He looked through the scope on the barrel rod and pointed the muzzle at the ground five meters ahead of the man.

But before the bolt fire could be heard, through the scope, he saw the man lifting a familiar face in despair.

The man smiled at him from a distance, then raised a desert eagle at a speed that he could not see clearly, and the silver-plated gun body reflected dazzling white light in the sun.

"Hmm? Fire the fire, why are you standing there?" The captain frowned and urged impatiently.

The gunner still did not respond. The captain gradually realized that something seemed wrong. He patted the gunner's shoulder, and then his companions fell straight into his astonished gaze, and the hideous bright red marks covered his forehead.

"Damn it, when did you get killed..."

"Captain, he is in! He has entered the church! Our people can't stop him!" The lookout hand put down the telescope and exclaimed loudly.

"Every point, the highest warning! This guy is more difficult to deal with than a team from the Lionheart. You must not take it lightly!" The captain shouted at the walkie-talkie as if roaring.

"Thank you, senior, for your respect for me, but now you have only raised the highest alert. Will it be a little late?"

A sudden voice sounded behind the back, and the team leader turned around mechanically when he heard the sound. He had actually guessed whether the "S" class who had the courage and ability to interfere with the Student Union and the Lionheart Association battlefield would be the "S" class.

It was not until Lu Mingfei's ghostly figure appeared behind him that he was convinced of the terrible thought in his mind.

The Lionheart team was not asleep in the woods... but was killed by the guy in front of him alone...

The ones that were killed next...it's probably their turn.

This guy is simply a devil!

...

Nono came to Caesar with an NTW-20 sniper rifle. She threw the heavy sniper rifle to the side and sat directly on Principal Angers's favorite Bermuda lawn.

"Have you killed Susie?" Caesar looked at Nono and asked with a smile.

"No." Nuonuo curled his lips, "You don't know. I know her best in the academy, and she knows me the best. Suzy's sniper technique is really a headache. It's not easy for us to kill each other."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the victory of one day of freedom this year will still be included in the student union." Caesar raised his head, and the sun shone on his long hair, shining with gold. The Greek sculpture-like face wrote unparalleled pride and confidence, as if the light shining on his head always symbolizes the dawn of victory.

There was a huge sand table in front of Caesar, which simulated the architecture and layout of Cassel Academy with a very high degree of restoration. The crimson pieces represented the territory set by the student union, while the pitch-black pieces represented the base occupied by the Lionheart.

"The biggest advantage of the student union over the Lionheart is the number of people. Our people have almost taken over the most important strongholds in the academy, including churches, libraries, and cafeterias... and there are only Odin Square, Valhalla and the woods as bases on the Lionheart."

Nono pointed to the icon on the sand table and analyzed the current situation of the battle.

"On the surface, our advantages are indeed great, but there are also shortcomings." Nono gathered the three pieces represented by the Lion Heart Association. "Our power is too dispersed. If the Lion Heart uses the sharp knife tactic to gather all their main forces together to break through our strongholds, they will tear open our camp like a black sharp knife and penetrate deeply."

In Nuonuo's hands, the three black chess pieces tore the crimson encirclement on the sand table and sang straight towards the lawn where Caesar was, while the other red chess pieces didn't even have time to support them.

"You will have a solution, right?" Caesar looked at Nono, his eyes full of trust.
Chapter completed!