The battle outside was full of energy. Kassel Academy even used heavy armored troops. If nothing unexpected happened, the next missile attack should be.
Fu Nian leaned on the solid ruins of the Temple of Heroes. This piece was originally the main battlefield, but when the armored troops began to attack Deadpool with great firepower,
Norton asked them to change their operational goals. At least half of the Deadpools started attacking the installers outside. Originally, the main battlefield here also became an inconspicuous and unpopular ruin due to this change.
As for where did the other half Deadpool go?
Fu Nian took out a reflector from his pocket and looked at the other side half a kilometer outside through the mirror imaging.
Deadpool, who were also densely packed over there, launched an attack on the ruins.
But there was only one person there, an Italian with long golden hair and crazy eyes.
He put his hands on a Browning M2HB-QCB heavy machine gun modified from the Equipment Department, firing 12.7×99 mm large-caliber ammunition. With special improvements from the Equipment Department, it can pour 2,500 rounds per minute.
The machine gun dense array system fired wildly at the Deadpool in front of him.
The red muzzle emitted hissing white smoke towards the surrounding air as the bullet tilted wildly.
The machine gun shaking the air around him, blowing up the golden hair roaring on Caesar's shoulders. His light golden golden eyes flashed with inspiring madness and wantonness, as if the surrounding of Deadpool in front of him was not enough to make him afraid.
Instead, it made him particularly excited.
He swept the machine gun wildly, and the Deadpool in front of him fell one after another. The Deadpool behind him also fell one after another. The blue and black scales flying in the air like snowflakes
middle.
In the Kassel Academy area on the other side, the Lions Hearts and the Student Union are shooting aid here frantically, and live ammunition is consumed violently at a high frequency of nearly 10,000 shots per minute.
"Why don't we have machine guns?" Finger looked at the reflector in Fu Nian's hand with envy.
The excitement revealed in Caesar's eyes on the picture indirectly infected Finger at this moment. Not only Finger, but any passionate young man would be excited by this scene.
Caesar was like a knight who broke into hell, carrying the high technology of human beings and exuding a sacred and incomparable faith.
The machine gun was airdropped by the pilot to Caesar, but the result of the pilot was that Samson in the sky fell into the Deadpool group with one claw, and used his life to exchange for Caesar's current vitality.
"Didn't EVA tell you?" Fu Nian glanced at Finger.
"What?" Finger was stunned, not sure.
He really didn't understand, so he just kept focusing on shooting epic blockbusters and didn't notice the situation on his phone.
"No need to watch it."
Fu Nian stopped Finger from continuing to search for his phone because his phone had already fallen into the ice cellar and was burned by Norton.
When Fu Nian came out, he wondered about the coke-like mobile phone on the ground for a long time. My phone is in my hand. Whose is this?
"Look there," Fu Nian shifted the reflector in his hand, and a piece of ruined debris suddenly rushed towards the mirror in his sight.
Fu Nian reacted quickly and closed the reflector and hugged it in his arms.
Bang!
The stone hit Finger's head next to him accurately.
Finger touched his head: What is itchy?
Fu Nian opened the reflector again. In the mirror, a figure full of majestic sat steadily in the center of the ruins of the Heroic Hall, crossing his legs, and holding his chin with one hand, looking at the nearly crazy large-scale war in front of him.
The moment Finger saw the other person clearly, the figure in the mirror suddenly looked at this side.
Finger had quick eyes and quick hands, and closed the reflector.
He looked at Fu Nian with lingering fear.
"Dragon King Norton!"
"Yes. We've seen it." Fu Nian nodded.
"See what he does?"
"Look at him." Fu Nian explained.
"What?"
"EVA asked us to watch over him. It was said that there would be an operation to kill the dragon clan in the future."
"We two watch him?!" Finger suddenly jumped up from the ground.
"Okay, okay, we can't refuse. This is the order issued by the principal himself, saying that even if he dies in battle, he will stop Norton.
And Norton is also staring at us." Fu Nian slapped Finger to escape in the face.
Actually, he was right. Norton was sitting there safely at the moment, and the big reason was that Fu Nian did not move.
"What should we do about the Dragon Clan's murder and destruction operation?!" Finger was not embarrassed. Seeing this hope, he began to think about his next thought.
He looked up at the steel walls surrounding the Valhalla outside. Under the endless catharsis of artillery fire, they still did not break through Deadpool's defense line, and even a gap was made by Deadpool.
Even in the sky, Kassel Academy did not dare to continue to use fighter fleets to bomb. Because Samson Yilong had declared the airspace superiority here. What will the next rescue operation of Kassel Academy be?
The result is self-evident for Finger.
Intensive and indiscriminate missile bombing, even a little more violent to kill the Dragon King, nuclear missiles can be used by Angers.
"I don't know." Fu Nian spread his hands. "The principal didn't say anything."
Finger's shoulders were cross-body and his face turned black.
He always felt that Fu Nian on the opposite side did not take the crisis they might suffer seriously.
I am like an old man lying on a recliner on a recliner. If you ask him, he will slowly reply to you... I exuded a sense of indifferent life.
Finger grabbed the cell phone in Fu Nian's hand and immediately pressed the principal's phone number.
He didn't want to be bombed by the next missile, and Angers could definitely do such a thing. On the battlefield of slaying dragons, he was no different from the group of people in the equipment department. He was a group of madmen!
...
"Hey! It's me, Angers."
Kassel College,
Outside the attic in the church is a balcony with a very wide view. The attic is in a mess. An old cowboy is sitting on the sofa with a depressed beer, erecting her big belly and looking anxious.
Next to him, an old man stood in front of the attic balcony. The old man had his hands in his pants pocket, neatly white hair, a black suit, and a bright red rose in his top pocket.
Behind him, a boy in a dark green school uniform in Cassel stood behind him. Next to the boy, there was a girl in a purple skirt and barefoot.
The girl stood on the balcony of the attic, staring worriedly at the roar of artillery fire in the distance and the clattering of machine guns.
The boy next to him looked at the fat man behind him curiously who was sitting on the sofa and sighing from time to time.
This person is actually the vice principal?
Why can he be so despicable?
"Fu Nian?" Anger's voice continued.
"Principal, we are almost dying! You want to save us poor children..." A scream of silence immediately came from the phone.