Kassel College, District 3 teaching building.

"Team C, how is the third floor?" Caesar's steady voice sounded from the radio channel.

"Lear, over." The radio responded.

"Is there no trace of the Blue Group yet? Lin Nian, you really know how to hide."

In the multimedia classroom where the fifth floor of the teaching building was temporarily converted into a combat conference room, Caesar smiled and let go of his fingers holding the headset. Under the podium, several soldiers wearing red combat uniforms and holding guns were watching him without saying a word.

This is the scene of the "practical exercise class" for freshmen at Cassel College. The substitute teacher is the director of the school's work department, that is, the captain of the Marines who can ride on their arms and have big glutes to hold people to death. He is nicknamed Schwarzenegger or Stallone. The arms that are thicker than the thighs give people the feeling of "maybe this guy can really charge with a 12.7-heavy machine gun alone."

The content of the practical exercise class is very simple, that is, real CS. Apart from the shooting class, this is the only course where students have the opportunity to shoot unscrupulously. All the gun magazines distributed are loaded with Friga bullets that cannot be killed. Compared with water bullets, Friga bullets have a greater impact and better effect, because the bullets are built in high-efficiency anesthetics, which eliminates the situation where a hero on the way to real CS is shameless and continues to charge after being shot three or four times.

In the past, practical exercise classes were not restricted to the environment and venue. I remember that the last exercise class was in the red pine forest two or three kilometers away from the school. It focused on restoring the most primitive field wars. The students each had a pistol and the PUBG battle, and the winner was the one who lived to the end.

The last one in that practical class was Caesar. He was walking on flat ground in the terrain with his superman's first-class hearing. Every time he could predict the enemy's initiative in CS terms, this guy opened his perspective! There are many survival field masters in freshmen, who can use dead leaves and soil to make auspicious suits, but in front of Caesar, as long as you have a heartbeat and breathe, no matter you are hiding in the tree or in the soil, you can always send bullets to your forehead as soon as possible.

Today's practical exercise class was selected in a more complex teaching building, which simulated the environment of modern urban combat. The conditions for victory also changed from a strong man who fought alone to a red and blue hedge between the two groups of red and blue. The conditions for victory were not to destroy the opponent in the team, but to a point system. Killing an enemy on the enemy counted one point, and the person who got five points first won.

There were thirty freshmen in this class, which happened to be divided into two groups: red and blue. Caesar was on the red team. The students spontaneously used Caesar as the leader, while the other side was unsurprisingly the leader Lin Nian was the leader. This practical class also became a strategic hedge between two people at the forefront.

Half an hour has passed since the actual combat class. The two groups of Hong and Blue hid in the empty teaching building and set up their own combat bases. They constantly sent scouts to carefully explore the enemy situation. No one dared to expose their own position. Winning the points system is destined to lose as long as the opponent loses five people, no one dared to fight head-on fire without knowing it.

But at this moment, a sudden news made the winning Libra lean towards Caesar's side.

"Boss, Group D seems to have discovered the 'flock'." A voice that could not suppress the joy in the radio rang out.

"Is the information true?" Caesar asked in a deep voice in the combat conference room.

Flock of sheep.

This is an extremely joking word, which represents a group of people who are powerless and unable to resist. This group of people in Kassel Academy also exists. It is not that they are useless, but that they are more inclined to scientific research when they are in the battle. Their strength is not to hold guns and real swords to fight dangerous mixed-race people. Alchemy, weapon manufacturing, and bloodline theory, which tend to develop logistics are their fields. Even the spirits are mostly auxiliary spirits.

In order to balance strength, there are five "sheep" in both groups of red and blue, which is also something that the commanders of both sides need to consider. As long as the opponent's combatants touch the flock, the flock will be slaughtered in less than a few seconds, and they will be killed in five minutes and will be defeated immediately.

Caesar's decision was to disperse the flock. Each group of squads was three, two combatants and one sheep. It was divided into five groups of ABCDE, which were scattered in the entire teaching building in the form of guerrilla warfare. At the same time, the distance between each team did not exceed a certain range. Any team could double-team the enemy in three-dimensional form and quickly defeat the enemy.

This tactic requires the leader to quickly and effectively command. Caesar is another extremely confident person. After his layout, the entire teaching building has almost half fallen into his control. It is normal for Lin Nian's blue group to shrink and hide now and now reveal his feet.

"Don't hurry, determine the authenticity of the information." Caesar said: "The Blue Group has never dared to fight with us. Now it is a dead end. It is normal to expose your feet, but beware that this is the bait they throw. It is a very unwise decision to gather the flock together. I don't think the other commander will make such a mistake."

"They should have hid the flock in the stairs classroom on the corner of the first floor. It was the first place we searched for. I think they wanted to walk out of the darkness under the light." The captain of Group D whispered.

"Staircase classroom?" Caesar fell into deep thought. Indeed, if the captain of Group D did not mention this place, he would not have thought that Group Blue would take risks to hide the flock in that place. Without the flock, the Lan team could indeed overwhelm them in frontal battles. For the mixed race, there was less burden and less weight. Losing the advantage in numbers was actually beneficial to the situation.

"We also discovered it by chance. A brother from our group happened to catch a glimpse of the curtains in the stairs classroom being pulled up when he went to the toilet. He said he remembered very clearly that the curtains were open when the first search of the stairs classroom!" The leader of Group D said: "The heartbeat detector showed that there were only five people inside. If I guessed correctly, they simply hid all the flocks there without any defense!"

"Five people." Caesar was silent. To be honest, he was already a little moved. It was indeed like a bait, but at the same time it seemed like his guerrilla tactics forced the opponent to breathe. The enemy commander was in danger and was now exposed.

"How is it, boss, do you want me to send someone to detect the situation?" asked the leader of Group D.

"Don't worry, even the five sheep group D has only three people, two combat powers, and the terrain of the staircase classroom is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If you rush in rashly, you may even make a joke of being shot dead by five non-combat members." Caesar made a decision in an instant: "Wait in place and check the surrounding situation, and the other four groups will immediately support you."

Whether this is a bait or not, Caesar was ready to bite. No matter whether the five people in the stairs classroom were flocks or fighters disguised as sheep, the layout was stupid if it was exposed. He only needed to concentrate the forces of five groups of troops together, attack the five people in front and destroy them to win five points.

No one expressed objection to Caesar's instructions. Can they still lose if fifteen people beat five people? As long as they are sure that there is no ambush on the first and second floors, and there is no other interference within a minute of the raiding stairs classroom, then this practical class will be that their Red Team won the victory.

Soon, all fifteen people from the five groups of the Red Team gathered on the first floor. Sure enough, after investigation, there was no ambush on the first and second floors. This means that no matter whether the five people in the staircase classroom were flocks of sheep or wolves, as long as they raided in and wiped out the team, they would be immediately judged.

Outside the stairs classroom, a member of the red team holding a heartbeat monitor was attached to the wall, and five steady heartbeats were displayed on the instrument. After seeing this, Caesar raised his right hand and raised his two fingers and waved it gently.

A team member from Group B cleverly touched the door of the stairs classroom, and after a few seconds of breathing adjustment, he kicked open the door of the stairs classroom and threw a shock bullet inside.

Of course, the shock effect used in the practical exercise class is just a flash of white light and emits some smoke. Students must feel that they force their eyes to close for dozens of seconds after seeing the flash, otherwise it would mean a foul.

After the shock bomb was thrown out, the mermaids of the Red Team rushed in. Outside the stairs classroom, Caesar pulled the bolt of the gun but suddenly frowned because he did not hear any gunshots in the classroom.

"Boss, I think you need to come and have a look." The voice of the team leader D was heard in the staircase.

Caesar strode into the stairs classroom and then discovered a shocking scene.

Five students wearing blue team uniforms were sitting in the seats in the staircase classroom. However, these students were all in a state of sleep. Of course, there would be no resistance after the Red Team members attacked, because they had all been "dead" long ago!

"Friga Bullet." The captain of Group D reached out and passed the head of a sleepy team member, with a clear red blood mist on the other party's neck.

"Death Soldier." Caesar instantly understood the identities of these five people.

In the army, the dead soldiers are all elite soldiers who are brave and fearless. They are willing to give everything and even their lives for victory. At present, these five people are undoubtedly the Blue Team's dead soldiers. The Blue Team seized a loophole in this practical exercise class, that is, only if the enemy is killed by the enemy, can it be considered points. What about the own personnel?

The substitute teacher who observed everything from the camera outside the field did not stop the course, which means that what the Blue Team did was not foul. If the practical exercise class was a simulation of the real battlefield, it means that the Blue Team commander recognized by the substitute teacher used his five lives to exchange for an ambush opportunity!

Yes, ambush! Since this kind of bait is laid, the other party must have ambushed!

Caesar turned around and was about to shout for evacuation, but there were already artificial gunshots outside the stairs classroom!

"It's the Blue Team! They pressed down from the upper floors! The firepower is very strong!" The captains outside the classroom on the radio reported quickly.

"Return to the stairs classroom, we are at a disadvantage now. There is a target outside. There is no heavy firepower in this practical exercise. They have to pay a price to attack. The winner is not yet determined." Caesar made a decision immediately. The battlefield scope of this practical class is divided into the teaching building. The stairs classroom at the end of the corridor on the first floor is equivalent to a "dead corner". There is indeed no ambush on the first floor and the second floor. Unexpectedly, they hid in the higher third floor classroom, waiting for the red team to go down to the first floor. The meaning of the blue team laying bait in the stairs classroom is to force the red team into a dead end to fight a siege and suppression battle!

Fifteen Red Team members quickly retreated to the classroom and sealed the door tightly. The windows were blocked with tables, chairs, benches to prevent thrown objects from being thrown into. The only entrance to the stairs classroom was the main entrance. Caesar had not lost yet. As long as they guarded the entrance, no matter how many people came to the Blue Team, they would give it away. What's more, when five people were sacrificed as dead soldiers, the Blue Team's firepower was born less than that of the Red Team!

You should know that the flock of sheep who are not proficient in three-dimensional combat has also taken the shooting class. In the case of guard battles, they can also act as qualified combat power!

It was nothing more than going from being proactive to being passive. Caesar calmly loaded his submachine gun. Seeing the commander so calm, his team members also changed from being panic when they entered the game at the beginning to being calm. As long as Caesar was still there, they had absolute confidence. This man locked his morale firmly like a centering needle. As long as they guarded the stairs, they had not lost.

"It's really cunning. In that 'S' level, they knew that in this complex terrain, each team was equipped with a heartbeat detector, but the person who was hit by a Friga bullet would only fall asleep, but his heartbeat would not stop. So we only knew that there were five people in the classroom, but we didn't know whether it was a 'living' or a 'dead'. If we lose this time, it would be all my fault." The captain of Group D hammered the table in annoyedly and glanced at the few 'dead' sitting in the stairs classroom.

"Don't blame yourself. I made the decision of the surprise attack, and I have a lot of responsibility. The misjudgment caused by the heartbeat monitor is indeed very deceptive. I have to admit that this is indeed a perfect bait. While grasping the loopholes in the rules, it also grasps the loopholes in the instrument." Caesar suddenly stopped halfway, because a strange idea suddenly surged in his mind.

Since the heartbeat monitor cannot determine whether the "dead" or "living", why can they confirm that the classroom is full of "dead"?

Before Caesar could think about it, deafening gunshots suddenly sounded in the staircase classroom.

When everyone's attention was locked tightly on the door, a "dead man" who was lying on the table in the stairs classroom suddenly jumped up from the table for no reason and shot at the Red Team members in the classroom with two guns in hand!

The two members of the red team were hit on the back of the neck, and bright red mist exploded, and anesthetics poured into it. The two people fell to the ground like dead people. However, the shooting of the "Dead People" has not stopped yet. The magazine of the pistol he held was twelve rounds, and the two guns had a total of twenty-four rounds. As long as he was empty, he would definitely hit five or even more people to win!

But Caesar's reaction was not slow. At the moment he heard the gunshot, he suddenly turned around and swept out a shuttle of bullets. The sneak attack "dead man" rushed to hide on the ground, and the bullets were lined up and fired a row of red mist on the wall.

It was at this moment that Caesar saw the face of this Blue Team member who was pretending to be dead.

Lin Nian.

"It's a little bit worse, Caesar, that's a little bit worse." Lin Nian touched his hair in the last row of the stairs classroom. He had to admit that Caesar's brain was very quick and quick. The moment he fired the bullets, the moment he shot the bullets on his scalp, hit the wall, otherwise he would fire a few shots at the Red Team crowd in the stairs classroom. This class would be over.

"Is this a plan you came up with? Lin Nian." Caesar also squatted behind the desk and spoke loudly to Lin Nian at the end of the classroom, and at the same time made gestures to allow the surrounding Group A and Group B to cross from both sides.

"It's not all my credit, but my brainstorming result." Lin Nian changed the pistol to a magazine and said loudly.

At the same time, four gunshots came to mind in the classroom. It seemed that Caesar was not worried about whether the other students were pretending to be dead, and they all made up for one shot.

"Don't worry, I'm the only one who's alive," Lin Nian said. "Actually, my team members disagreed when I asked the bait to stay in the stairs classroom at the beginning."

"But you are still here now." Caesar smiled for some reason. He put down his submachine gun and pulled out two silver-white desert eagles on his waist.

"Yes, that's because I think it's easier to break from the inside than a strong attack on the front." Lin Nian suddenly fired four shots at the ceiling rhythmically, and every window in the stairs classroom suddenly darkened. Caesar turned his head and found that black cloths firmly covered every window.

"On the light!" Caesar shouted.

"The power has been disconnected!" the person next to the switch yelled.

"It's too late." When the classroom turned into a dark patch, there was only a glimmer of light exposed from the crack in the door, a black shadow flew out from the back row of the classroom. Group A and Group B, who had almost encircled the left and right sides, fired at the same time, but they only hit a ball of clothes. The next moment, Lin Nian jumped out of the corridor on the left and held a submachine gun in his hand!

At the same time, Caesar also stood up decisively from behind the table and chairs, and the double-held desert eagle shot repeatedly. Countless blood flowers exploded in the darkness. The gunfire illuminated the chaotic staircase classroom and everyone's anxious and helpless face.

When the gunfire stopped, the lights suddenly lit up in the stairs classroom, illuminating the "corpse" lying on the ground. At the top of the corpse, Lin Nian lay quietly with red fog stained with his forehead and chest with his eyes closed. It could be seen that he was walking peacefully.

"The battle is over, the Blue Team wins." The substitute teacher's voice sounded from the speakers in the stairs classroom.

Caesar breathed, lowered the desert eagle that was smoking from the gun in his hand, and looked at Lin Nian on the pile of corpses. Within a few seconds just now, a round of submachine gun fired successfully took away all the A team members. The Blue Team's points jumped and won the victory in this practical class for five points.

The cheers of the blue team sounded outside the stairs classroom. The surviving Red Team members in the classroom looked at the scene of "corpses everywhere" silently. Caesar in the middle shook his head expressionlessly: "What a tricky enemy."

Ten minutes later, the door of the stairs classroom was opened. The big men of the school work department holding injections carried the "dead" students on the table, chairs and benches. One by one, they injected the potion to relieve the anesthesia. The four "dead soldiers" of the Blue Team woke up and were treated like a "hero" in the Blue Team, and they were almost lifted up and threw them away to play.

The Red Team was also very gentlemanly applauding the Blue Team. The commanders of the two teams shook hands and made peace in front of the podium, which meant that this was just a practical exercise and did not affect each other's friendship.

"Beautiful decision, perfect ambush," Caesar praised: "This is the first time I lost in this class, but I'm looking forward to continuing to be opponents next time."

"It's not worth mentioning that the loopholes in the rules are also very thrilling, and your winnings are very accurate. Your two bullets are so accurate that you can shoot me in such a dark environment. I was almost unable to kill five people." Lin Nian smiled and shook his head.

"No, you can actually end the battle at the beginning. You hid two pistols and submachine guns in your desk, but you used a pistol when you first fired it." Caesar pointed out the problem.

"After all, it's too boring to end all at once." Lin Nian said: "Anyway, it's just an exercise, so it's better to have more dramatic effects."

"Do you enjoy this kind of battle?" Caesar noticed Lin Nian's unconsciously raised corners of his mouth.

"Well, what do you mean?" Lin Nian scratched his cheek and forced himself to manage his expression: "You know that my motherland is a gun ban. I didn't have the chance to touch a gun when I was in China. The only way is to play live CS or go to the shooting range, but both are extremely expensive."

"Then do you want to play a gunfight game in the entire school?" Caesar's expression moved.

"Then you will be fired." Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.

"Every time the school starts, there will be one day called 'Free Day'. On that day, no matter what the students do, it can be allowed, provided that they have not violated the school rules. I want to plan a gunfight on that day, and the camp will focus on the Student Union against the Lionhearts!" Caesar extended his hand to Lin Nian: "I think you have joined us. The Lionhearts have been the leader of this school for too long. The lifeless place needs some fresh air."

"It's quite interesting to count me, but you know that this doesn't mean I'm going to join the student union, right?" Lin Nian held Caesar's hand, and it seemed that he was also a guy who was afraid of the world's chaos.

"Miyamoto is determined to withdraw from the competition for the president of the student union." Caesar suddenly said.

"What?" Lin Nian subconsciously looked up and then realized the meaning of the sentence: "What do you mean is you are the president of the Student Union?"

"Not yet, the succession of the student union president requires a succession ceremony. The current student union president is still internship, and there will be time to come back at the end of the semester." Caesar said.

"But basically you have confirmed that you are the president of the Student Union, right?" Lin Nian shook Caesar's hand again: "Congratulations."
To be continued...