Everyone stared blankly at the round red light armor on the light screen, which was cleaning the battlefield. At its feet, a broken light armor was emitting billowing smoke, and the thick alloy armor was twisted under the powerful impact.
It was torn apart, and a bunch of wires of different colors were exposed, sparking out, which was shocking.
"Is this... the end?"
I don’t know who said this, and you can still hear the difficulty in swallowing his saliva when he spoke. There was no response from other people, and the hall was still unusually quiet.
After more than ten seconds, everyone gradually came to their senses. The shock was still on everyone's face. They instinctively vented their surprise. The sudden sound was like a huge wave that gathered without warning and was thrown directly from the ceiling.
Security hall.
"How did he do that?"
"Play back! Play back quickly!"
"So strong..."
The battle process just now was replayed over and over again on the light screen, with close-ups from various angles, making these professionals jump in shock and exclaim from time to time.
"Wait, our bet..."
"Damn it, Femi has made a lot of money now! Why didn't I bet on Dragon City?"
If the cry just now was filled with shock and disbelief, then the cry now is filled with overwhelming pain.
"Haha, I'm so stupid! Why do you have to deposit two thousand yuan?" One of them murmured in his sleep. He suddenly thought of something and laughed as if he came to life: "Dragon City is going to suffer miserably now! A small spaceship, he has money
Do you want to pay? You won but you have to be kicked out of school, hahaha..."
John, who was always silent, said coldly: "He doesn't have to pay compensation."
He is one of the few winners of Dragon City.
"Why?" "Has the principal changed his gender?"
Everyone was talking in disbelief.
John glanced at them and pointed to his forehead with his finger: "Brain is a good thing. Dragon City has it. I hope you can have it like Dragon City does in the future."
He paused and asked sharply: "Did Dragon City blow up the spaceship?"
"Isn't it?"
"Damn it, that's not true! The spaceship was attacked and exploded by those light armors!"
Immediately, a clever employee responded: "According to regulations, Longcheng has the right to use the school's airship to transport any ammunition that does not violate regulations. The electromagnetic interference bombs meet the standards."
"Dragon City is so insidious! Who should I send the bill for the spaceship to?"
"Whoever attacked the spacecraft sent it to whom, and there is video evidence. None of them can escape."
"These people are a bit miserable."
A female employee said to herself: "Only people who are familiar with the rules can think of it. It is probably Fermi's idea. People should not be judged by their appearance. Fermi seems so honest, but he turns out to be a bad person!"
The employee next to him immediately responded: "What? Are you tempted? Sure enough, men are not bad and women don't love them!"
"No, I want to kill him, if I can avoid writing an analysis report."
"Then I will definitely not give him to you, I will."
Equipment Center, May-Catherine Laboratory.
Fermi: "This is your principal and income. I will transfer it to your account."
His eyes were hollow, his expression was numb, and he looked as if he was more mournful than heartbroken.
Jasmine couldn't hide the joy on her face, even her bangs on her forehead were rippling slightly like seaweed in the water, and her eyes behind her black-rimmed glasses flashed as brightly as diamonds: "Fortunately, I invested 4,900 principal, wow, this
I made a lot of money this time!”
The principal of 4,900 brought her an income of 21,885 yuan.
Including the previous 57,000 yuan, her small coffers will soon reach 90,000 yuan!
Fermi looked at his 100 yuan principal and was so regretful that his intestines were green. Why! Why did he only invest 100 yuan? Now he just wanted to find a brick to hit his forehead.
Jasmine had a silly smile on her face: "So many little dresses! So many little coins!"
Femi suddenly sat up: "Jasmine, why are you so confident in Longcheng?"
Did Jasmine discover some secret of Dragon City?
Jasmine came back to her senses, put away her silly smile, and sat up straight in a serious manner, with a gentle, sweet, and impeccable smile on her face again: "How can Jasmine not have confidence in someone who has killed Jasmine twenty times?"
Fermi: “…”
Jasmine's eyes fell back on the amount of money in her small treasury, and the impeccable sweet smile on her face instantly turned into a silly smile as full as a steamed bun.
At this moment, Fermi received a call from Catherine. He answered the call and said feebly: "Doctor."
Catherine was a little surprised: "Are you so depressed? Did Dragon City lose?"
Femi shook his head: "No, Dragon City won."
Catherine's eyes lit up: "Ha, you win? I knew it! Hahaha, that's great! Log in to the backstage of your security center immediately and take a photo of Dragon City for me."
Fermi looked confused: "Photo?"
"Yes!" Catherine then warned: "Hurry up and shoot with more momentum."
Femi responded with a sigh, and landed at the backstage of the security center, looking for an angle to take pictures of Yan Falcon who was cleaning the battlefield.
Catherine urged impatiently: "Hurry up, are you in yet? You're taking so long!"
Femi said quickly: "Come in, come in!"
Take photos and send them to Catherine.
In the photo, a red swallow falcon stands majestically on a gray-white hill, with the remains of a light armor at its feet. Black smoke rises from the wreckage, like a cloak fluttering in the wind, brushing against the red body of the swallow falcon.
Both mighty and mysterious.
Catherine's eyes lit up and she praised: "This is a good picture! Can't you tell, Femi, you have always been a man, but you have such good photography skills. How did you practice it? Do you like to do some shameful things secretly?"
Fermi: “…”
You are the boss and I won’t say anything!
Catherine juxtaposed the standard sample picture of the Yan Falcon, the photo of the Yan Falcon during the previous opening ceremony, and the photo of the Yan Falcon that Fermi had just taken. What word would be better? She racked her brains for a long time and found nothing. Forget it.
, I am not such a pretentious person!
She quickly opened the search and entered "inspirational quotes".
Hey, this is a good sentence.
After copying and pasting, she thought about it and wrote it down.
"From Yan Falcon to Red Rabbit."
"No matter how reasonable the chicken soup is, it is ultimately someone else's conclusion; no matter how inspirational the story is, it is only someone else's experience; only you can change yourself. If you can't change yourself, then change your own light armor."
——Mei-Catherine Photo Armor Laboratory is waiting for your visit.
Catherine sent it out with satisfaction, and then when she saw the instantly detonated space and the empty laboratory, she let out a cheerful and magical laugh like an aunt.
Little did Long Cheng know that his photos were spreading at an alarming rate.
He was sitting in the cockpit, his face expressionless under the brain control device. Yan Xuan raised his will-o'-the-wisp sword and banged on the outer armor of the cockpit: "Come out!"
A thin body climbed out of the cockpit cautiously. He raised his hands and jumped off the wreckage.
Long Cheng ignored him. Yan Falcon picked up the wreckage and shook it twice.
There was a crash, and the ammunition in the ammunition compartment fell like raindrops.
This member of the Light Armor Club turned pale and ran away. This was ammunition, how could he be so rude? If he accidentally exploded, it would be fine if Dragon City was protected by light armor. He would definitely be blown to pieces.
Scum.
Longcheng didn't care about the escaping students. The top priority was to replenish ammunition.
The opponent's large army must have received the news now and are rushing here, leaving him little time.
The spaceship was blown up, and there was no way to transport the remains of so many light armors back. Yes, even breathing felt painful.
It took seven or eight minutes for Long Cheng to collect all the ammunition and weapons he could use.
"Dragon City, the Light Armor Society has dispatched two hundred light armors. They will arrive in half an hour!"
In front of Yan Falcon, the weapon box was almost full of all kinds of ammunition, and five guns of different models were lined up. Long Cheng felt inexplicably, if he had such sufficient ammunition before, the training camp would have been bombed several times.
If you have food in your hands, you will not panic; if you have guns and bullets, you will be rampant.
"Fermi, send me their location."
As Long Cheng spoke, he opened the map and looked at it carefully. He had a bold idea.
Fermi was startled: "Dragon City, calm down, the days are long, let's take our time."
"This is a good opportunity."
Longcheng said without raising his head. Although Fermi objected, he still sent the location.
Femi was about to cry: "Brother, what good opportunity is this? There is no need to force it, there are hundreds of people, so many people..."
Long Cheng shook his head: "Not much."
Fermi was stunned for a moment: "Not much?"
Long Cheng hummed, ignored Femi, and began to sort out his weapons.
After playing for a long time, you just bring back such a small amount of stuff? What’s the difference between returning empty-handed?