Chapter 359
CS
Chapter 359 CS
"CMDR! CMDR! Squad C is under sniper fire from the northeast! Repeat, Squad C is under sniper fire from the southwest!"
"Roger that. Split into two teams and flank the cafeteria from one side to form a pincer attack. Take out the sniper position. Over."
"Sniper team, what's the direction of the parking lot?"
"CMDR! The enemy has assembled two squads, totaling thirty-eight men, and is launching a strong attack! Our forces are holding strong positions and sniping, with minimal casualties. Wait, an unidentified number of enemy troops have appeared on the left flank. Requesting backup! Requesting backup!"
The radio channel echoed with countless screams and gunshots.
The two groups, dressed in red and black respectively, were essentially waging a battle to defend Leningrad amidst the beautiful European-style architecture.
They were fighting fiercely on every road, in every building, and even under every tree.
If someone were to look down from a high altitude from God's perspective, they could clearly see that the entire academy was centered around the church and the library, with several small teams engaged in a tug-of-war of attack and defense around their respective strongholds.
This kind of fighting style, where every inch of land is contested, would surely be described by a typical military enthusiast as lacking any aesthetic appeal in terms of command.
But in reality, this is also a last resort. When the personnel quality, quantity, equipment, familiarity with the terrain, and command skills of both sides are similar, the so-called victory is to avoid making mistakes as much as possible, and the rest can only be left to each soldier who participates in the battle.
High up in the church, the Red Army commander was observing the intense battle situation across the entire campus through a tactical telescope-like device.
It was obvious to the naked eye that although the Red team's offensive was fierce, the Black team's elite troops were clearly more skilled in combat, and were superior in both physical strength and agility. However, the Red team had set up more sniper positions to gather intelligence, and although the Black team was stronger in combat, they were not as flexible in personnel deployment as the Red team.
The rivalry between the student council and the Lionheart Society has a long history, but the two sides have never been evenly matched. Before the appearance of Caesar Gattuso, the student council was just a stray dog on the roadside, with no presence whatsoever.
But when Caesar, the Lion King, returned to his throne, even the ascetics of the Lionheart Order had to give way.
"Squad H has captured Muspelheimlin and is continuing their advance towards Niflheim Lake. Also, where is sniper point A, the 'Easter egg'? I haven't heard any reports for ten minutes." Caesar put down his tactical binoculars and grabbed the walkie-talkie on the table.
"CMDR, Easter Egg and Trash are still at the school gate, showing no signs of moving. Over." The beautiful girl with dark red hair, who was lying in front of the sniper scope, had her long hair fluttering in the wind. The shot that knocked down Guderian was her greeting gift, but the other party's reaction did exceed her expectations.
"It seems the Easter Egg is confused. In that case, let's ignore it and focus on defeating the Lionheart Society first. We can search for the Easter Egg as the victors then." Caesar smiled faintly and then put the matter of the Easter Egg out of his mind.
The welcoming ceremony was just a formality; in reality, this was a war.
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"What kind of nonsense is this?" Lu Mingfei was squatting under the wall at the school gate, and he dragged the lying Professor Guderian to the wall to lean against it as well.
He has played CS, and live-action CS does sound pretty good, but this kind of live-action CS, which is practically equivalent to a small-scale battle, is just too exaggerated.
"Calm down, junior brother. You don't actually think our academy is full of saints, do you? Everyone who gets into this academy is a little dragon. In essence, they believe in violence more than any other school in the world." Fingel clapped his hands, also shrinking down. He was so big that he could only lie half-lying on the ground.
"I can see that now. Even Crows Zero isn't this awful." Lu Mingfei sighed, "By the way, is there any demilitarized zone? I have a feeling that if we hide here, a group of people might just come out and mob us up in a minute."
"You're overthinking it. Even if you were hiding in the women's restroom, a commando team could still break in." Fingel tried to make Lu Mingfei face reality: "Besides, this issue has nothing to do with me. They're only targeting you. If it weren't for you, they probably wouldn't even bother wasting a bullet if they saw me."
After Fingel finished speaking, he even let out a grunt, just like a live pig waiting to be slaughtered.
Good heavens, does this mean that as long as he doesn't consider himself human, he doesn't care how others treat him?
Lu Mingfei thought to himself that he used to admire this kind of open-minded attitude. If it were before, he might have just let himself be shot and gone to sleep. But now he doubted whether this anesthetic would work on him at all.
"Alright, junior brother, you'd better hurry up and leave, lest you attract the enemy." After saying that, Fingel used Professor Guderian's thigh as a lap pillow, closed his eyes, and planned to play dead until it was over.
"What happened to our brotherhood? How could you be so disloyal?" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain. It was obvious that they disliked him and treated him like a jinx.
"Foolish! I'm giving you a way out, junior brother. If you don't leave now, once they gather their forces, you'll probably become someone's spoils of war and be paraded around in public."
"Think about it, an S-class soldier knocked down by a tranquilizer gun, what would those terrorists do to you? Coercion and enticement are normal, but what if they take some indescribable photos to force you to join their organization? That would be the end of you."
Fingel paused abruptly at this point, then added, "To add to that, the student council's male induction ceremony involves new members starting from Amber Hall and running naked around the back hill." With that, he completely shut up.
"Damn, this is insane?" Lu Mingfei exclaimed in surprise, completely forgetting his plan to play dead.
Lu Mingfei wasn't sure if the principal, who was also an S-rank, was immune to the tranquilizer dart, but he knew that if he were shot, whether he was dizzy or not, it would definitely not be a good thing.
Thinking of this, he immediately began to crawl forward, quietly climbing over the wall into the academy. The outside was too flat and open, with no view at all. If he really wanted to hide, he would have to go inside the academy. Anyway, the two sides were fighting fiercely right now, so he could just find a place to hide.
He even entered the school gate while the sniper on the high ground was dodging bullets, using a speed faster than Bolt.
However, he never expected that on his very first day, he would encounter a spy within a spy within a spy!
"Hello, Chairman? The Easter egg has entered the battlefield." Fingel suppressed a wicked smile and immediately made a call to the church command, acting like a complete lackey.
"Received. I've approved your news department's budget for this year." Caesar hung up the phone and immediately turned on all the channels on the walkie-talkie.
"Attention, attention, the target Easter egg has entered the battlefield. I repeat, the target Easter egg has entered the battlefield. Everyone on alert, search! Victory will surely be ours."