The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell from behind the clock tower of Kassel College, and the hourly bell also rang at this moment. White doves rose and fell in Odin Square, but not a single student was walking around in the usual green shade.
The chilly atmosphere in the air seems to be driving away the warmth of September. According to the Chinese calendar, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a few days, and after that there will be only cold days and no warm sunshine.
Just as people all over the world are watching the countdown when the new year comes, when the old days are truly passed, people will naturally know that a new beginning has arrived. Ringing the bell in the bell tower means that "Freedom Day" officially begins.
At that time, everyone at Kassel College also ushered in this special day. All students who were not participating in the activities closed their dormitory doors tightly and could not leave even an inch.
There are still some students in Kassel College who are destined to join the Equipment Department and the Information Department in the future. Their blood purity is generally not high enough, and they would not choose to join the student union or the Lion Heart Club, which are full of disputes. The awakened words and spirits are often assistants.
Function also determines their shortcomings in combat quality - of course, this shortcoming may only be compared with those of real embryo-killers.
A shrill alarm suddenly passed through the sky.
On the roof of the medieval-style church, a man wearing a red combat uniform and a mask appeared first on the place that would turn into a battlefield in one minute.
A black flag stood quietly behind him.
It was a silent declaration of war, with the student union's logo prominently displayed above the black flag.
Strangely enough, the student union's combat uniform was red, but its flag was jet black. The impact of the two colors was just like the conflicting feeling of a war on campus today, full of violence and wantonness.
At the same time, a tall young man wearing a black combat uniform also walked out of the high platform on the roof of the main teaching building, placing a red flag with a lion beside him.
"puff!"
A weak explosion sounded between the two buildings that had been used as headquarters for the red team and the black team, followed by a second explosion, and a third... This was the clarion call to officially start the war, as early as last night
The bomb buried under Odin Square quickly detonated, and dense plumes of smoke quickly rose, obscuring the sight of the two young men on the two main buildings.
The ice-blue eyes of the man in the red combat uniform looked through the mask, with a smile on his face, and across the smoke and dust, as if telling the man on the rooftop opposite: "The battle has begun."
Restarting the Freedom Day Under the joint discussion between the Lionheart Club and the Student Union, today's battle rules are not like the previous ones that determine the final winner, but another mode:
Capture the flag battle.
The two people who announced the start of the battle hold the flag and leave the roof. They will place the flag in a certain room of the headquarters. The only way for the other side to win is to completely capture the other side's headquarters and put the red flag of the Lion Heart Club or the Student Union symbolizing victory.
Black flag taken away.
Sirens still echo around the campus, like roaring ghosts running wildly, like an air raid coming.
Even though the bomb symbolizing the start of the battle had been detonated, the black and red sides still suppressed their desire to fight and refused to be the first to appear. It was not until more than ten minutes later that the smoke dissipated, revealing the natural trench that had suddenly appeared in the square due to the explosion.
Finally, footsteps were heard in the main teaching building, and a group of people wearing black combat uniforms and holding M4 guns flashed past.
Almost at the same time, the personnel in crimson combat uniforms who rushed out of the church turned into a red sea and instantly flooded the center of the campus. This extremely silent campus suddenly turned into a battlefield, and people poured out of every building. They started to rush out.
The clothes were divided into groups, and everyone was armed with weapons. They shot them mercilessly when they met. Many people were knocked to the ground the first moment they showed up.
"Group four, how is the situation in the square?" Caesar's calm questioning voice sounded on the radio channel.
"Anxious! The other party is very smart. They are testing like us, and what they put out is just bait." The other party on the radio responded.
Because today was a capture-the-flag battle, no one planned to go all in at the first time, and the headquarters needed people to sit in, so almost all of the group led by Caesar stayed in the center of the church.
Caesar gently wiped the hunting knife "Dictado" on his hand. The name of this knife means "dictator" in ancient Rome.
But maybe I won't need it today.
"Continue to test." Caesar released his hand holding the headset and looked around at the members of the group who were quietly waiting to be dispatched.
These are the most elite elites of the student union. Each of them has top-notch individual combat capabilities. They are all students who get full marks in both war drill classes and combat classes. They are the final trump card in this battle, as long as the flag is under their protection.
Next, even at the last step there is still hope.
They clearly saw Caesar closing his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, as if today was not a free day, and he was just waiting quietly for a girl who agreed to date him.
I don't know how much time passed before a hoarse electric sound came from the headset, "Chairman, Anders has appeared."
Caesar finally opened his eyes.
His ice blue eyes finally brought back the seriousness. He glanced at everyone and said softly: "The waiting time is always so long, isn't it? But we can always wait."
Caesar, who looked like a ball of fire in his red combat uniform, stood up and walked out of the church.
The next second he appeared outside the church, several bullets with huge kinetic energy sank into the bodies of the four groups of members of the first commando in front, leaving only smoking bullet holes in their red combat uniforms. Countless ballistic trajectories criss-crossed.
, only the place where Caesar stood was like the safest area in a tornado, with no leaks.
The headset of the black team also burst into a laborious report: "Outside the church! Caesar has appeared!"
Countless people in black combat uniforms began to search for targets again. They did not understand why Caesar, as chairman, appeared at this time. Generally speaking, they would wait for the final showdown - that scene could often be hung on the Night Watch forum for weeks.
Hot search.
Both sides roared into the walkie-talkies while continuing to shoot. Their target was already the Hall of Valor, the core of the fight. The focus of the artillery fire was squandered there, and because there was no cover outside the Hall of Valor, two people from both sides had died there.
A member of a combat team.
Outside the Hall of Valor, at the moment when the last four members of the red team watched Frigga's bullets being shot towards him in horror, a hunting knife struck the bullet accurately, saving his life.
This member was just about to say thank you, but he shrank back under the gaze of ice-blue eyes, and could only hold back a sentence: "Chairman..."
Caesar pulled him away and said, "Go back and support the third group. Leave this place to me."
After this young man who had always been a talker since he entered school appeared, the sound of gunfire gradually became sparse and the smoke dispersed slightly, as if the battlefield outside the Hall of Valor had made way for this dazzling man.
In a capture-the-flag battle, you naturally have to capture the flag alone.
But he soon stopped going any further.
Because he knew that there were people who had the same idea as him. In other words, when Caesar appeared, it would be stupid if the Lionheart Club was too big to send out enough heavyweights to deal with it.
A man wearing a black combat uniform but not tall enough and strong enough appeared at the end of the road.
That's the fastest way to the Black Team headquarters.
"Where's Anders?" Caesar asked, "I've been looking forward to a boxing showdown with him for a long time."
Of course the opponent is not Anders, who is over 1.9 meters tall.
The man in black combat uniform suddenly pulled out a slender Japanese sword from behind. The blade of the sword reflected the sunlight and was blindingly bright.
Caesar took off the mask on his head. The other party did the same, revealing a head of untamed black hair.
"Chu Zihang?" Caesar asked interestingly, "Is this the final decision of your Lionheart Club? Let a new student stop me. Or does Anders not have the courage to walk in front of me?"
This young man with a face like a Greek sculpture made no secret of his disdain.
Chu Zihang said nothing and gently raised the "Murasame" in his hand.
This was his answer.
"Bang!" After the roar of a sniper rifle, the soil in front of Chu Zihang burst open. But Chu Zihang remained unmoved and did not even take a step back. He knew that the opponent's sniper was always watching this place.
A shot is just a so-called swoop.
Caesar pressed the microphone on his lips: "No need to shoot..."
"Bang!"
There was another bright roar of a sniper rifle, but dust exploded around Caesar's feet.
Chu Zihang also gets the benefits that the student union president gets.
Caesar looked at Chu Zihang with interest:
"It seems that you are the protagonist of the Lion Heart Club today."