At dusk, the sun illuminates this financial city with its last orange-red glow. The crowds of people are constantly changing, and the magnificent LED wall washers slowly light up. The giant ferry docked at the coast also sounds its whistle, and the wind blows.
The city became colorful as a result.
But after all, artificial lights cannot cover all aspects of Chicago like sunlight. In places where there is no bright light,
Someone was walking slowly on the gravel path.
Taking advantage of the dim light, you can vaguely see the desolation of this area. Walking along the paved subway track, there are overgrown weeds nearby, surrounded by low bungalows built with red bricks and stones.
The paint on many walls has been peeled off.
And in these chaotic,
The streets of bungalows clustered together like a hornet's nest,
There were many homeless people wrapped in mats lying on them casually, with pale skin on their faces and dull eyes.
Most of them are black, but there are also drug addicts and businessmen who have gone crazy due to bankruptcy. They are the poor at the bottom of this society. They see no hope in life, and even the bright lights of prosperity are stingy in their faces.
In the night, a man walking hurriedly suddenly felt his trouser leg being pulled. He stopped and looked behind him.
A bony hand stretched out from the darkness of the corner, where a terminally ill middle-aged black man was lying.
His lips were bloodless, and he was opening and closing them up and down at the moment, as if he was praying for something. He almost used all his strength to grab the man's trouser legs made of exquisite fabrics, as if grasping the last life-saving straw.
The first thing that showed in that man's eyes was a kind of fear or panic. It was not until he saw the owner of these hands that he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
He just took out all the cash and US dollars he had on him from his leather wallet and sprinkled it on the man's face, then hurriedly opened his legs and walked away quickly, as if something scary was staring at him behind him.
"The suspicious target has been found, in a slum near Washington Park in the South District."
In such a dilapidated and desolate place,
A magnetic low voice sounded, and a young man in a black trench coat leaned behind a mottled low wall.
Report via intercom.
It was not until three hours before the official start of the war practice class that they, the freshmen in the lower grades, received all the information about the mission.
Among them, one of the main figures involved in this evolutionary drug trade was a Frenchman named Leno, who had a similar appearance to this hurried man.
Although the time was short, the students of Cassel College still showed good execution ability. They divided their troops into three groups, one group set up control near Leno's house, one group squatted at all possible transaction locations in the South District, and the other group served as the main execution force.
The team waited for the intelligence to be verified and then took action.
"Let Norma perform face matching based on the photos. If it is confirmed that it is Leno, the security personnel stationed at his home can be withdrawn."
After a while, a young man's clear voice came out from the public chat channel.
"The target this time is very careful. Be careful not to reveal your body while tracking."
The young man as the commander reminded again.
Leno can avoid the sight of all the hybrids controlled in his home,
Appearing in Skid Row near Washington Park,
It has shown his prudence and ability. Maybe,
The students being spied on by Kassel College had alerted him.
"rest assured,
Captain, my speaking spirit is the ghost of Sequence 37."
Kadula, the young freshman in charge of the report, slapped his chest and said decisively.
He seemed to respect this commander so much that when facing him, he was completely domineering like a young elite, and he even couldn't wait to express himself.
"If there is an accident in this operation due to your mistake, I will apply to Minister Schneider for a transfer order on your behalf to pick up the cc1000 train ticket inspector's shift."
The young commander's words were still cold, as efficient and rigorous as a machine.
"Ha ha……"
Many of the freshmen holding walkie-talkies couldn't help but laugh out loud. The tense atmosphere of their first mission became a little less tense, and even a little more cheerful.
"yes."
Kadur responded firmly, and silence returned to the chat channel.
On this side, on the top floor of a towering steel building in Chicago, a young man also wearing a uniform black trench coat of the Executive Department put down the walkie-talkie in his hand, held down the baseball bag on his shoulder and looked into the distance.
"My mission style is exactly the same as yours."
Beside him, the stern-faced Chu Zihang rarely spoke, and Murasame was holding him in his arms.
In Chu Zihang's impression, Li Longyuan always liked to stand at the highest point of an area, then overlook the people or objects below, and then after identifying the target, he would jump down and behead him with one blow.
It is a very efficient but also very monstrous approach, just like a hunting eagle, which only dives from high altitude to detect its prey when it is really sure of its prey, and grabs the prey by the throat with lightning speed.
On Chu Zihang's left hand, Su Qian, with shiny black hair and a gentle face, was wiping various sharp knives while loading bullets into her submachine gun.
She wore a combat uniform that was easy for movement, but it still couldn't hide her slim figure. Also wearing a combat uniform with her was Nono, who had long burgundy hair.
She is currently holding a super large sniper rifle and adjusting the various accuracy of the firearms tools.
In addition, Fingel, who was wrapped in a thick military green explosion-proof armor suit and only showed a nervous face through his goggles, was the last member of the main force responsible for the operation.
Thanks to his strong body, he was able to hold up the explosion-proof suit for so long.
Knowing that this order was first assigned by the principal, Fingel knew that he could not escape this disaster, so he made complete preparations before taking action.
First, he hugged the thighs of Li Longyuan and Chu Zihang, and then he bought retired military explosion-proof suits from the black market at a high price. In a word, saving the dog's life was the most important thing.
Unfortunately, because of Fingel's perseverance, Li Yongyuan, who was originally going to put him on the sidelines and take charge of the surveillance position, changed his mind and included the good-for-nothing senior brother in the main team.
After learning the results of the grouping, Fingel was on the verge of tears. This was different from last year's grouping situation.
Last year, Caesar's command was to disperse the students into independent teams. Each team has a leader and may also face crises.
But this year, Li Yongyuan directly incorporated all the members with outstanding abilities into a team, broke the remaining students into pieces, and then scattered them as scouts.
In other words, when encountering the threat of Deadpool, only the main team will be in danger of death, and the probability of casualties is extremely high.
After all, there are only five of them, and the number of enemies is still unknown.
In fact, when the grouping arrangements were issued, many freshmen expressed their opinions. As elites, of course they cannot watch their peers suffer while they only do easy work.
But Li Longyuan did not make changes and insisted on his own opinion. Some people said he was arrogant, others commented that he was arrogant and difficult to get along with, but more people were willing to believe in him and believe in this man who had brought them too many shocks and miracles.
Even though he, like them, is still a freshman.
"I like this feeling, as if I can have everything under control."
Li Longyuan tilted his head slightly, and the wind blew through the smooth black hair on his forehead. His pupils were as deep as the wells of the dark abyss, and his mouth opened with a wild smile, just like a white wolf waiting to hunt on the grassland.
"If you want to see a thousand miles away, reach a higher level."
Su Qian, who had been calmly preparing for the battle, held a sharp blade between her exquisite fingertips. With a strange touch on her breast pocket, the blade disappeared.
"But no one knows whether there is someone higher than our height."
The girl came over and her gentle voice sounded again. She was reminding Li Longyuan that every mission required extra caution, because the hybrid itself was an extremely dangerous creature.
"It's good that you have this mentality."
Li Yongyuan was noncommittal and responded to the girl slightly indifferently.
Anyone who is familiar with him knows that every time Li Longyuan leads a team on a mission, he always maintains this cold and almost cold-blooded state, just like Chu Zihang at ordinary times, but every time his decision-making tends to be more correct or efficient.
"How long do we have to wait? Hasn't someone already sent the news?"
Nono, who was watching on the sidelines and chewing bubble gum, spit out a pink bubble, blew it up and asked.
Li Longyuan put his hands behind his back and just looked at her without explaining.
But the cold eyes still made the red-haired witch tremble in her heart. Thinking of those golden eyes burning with fire, she couldn't help but stand still.
As a team member, you only need to learn to obey orders. This is a habit developed by Li Yongyuan who has been leading the team for a long time in Orthodoxy.
"Bah!"
A clear eagle cry sounded, and high in the distance, a handsome figure vibrated its wings vigorously, hovering over a certain area.
"All the team members responsible for the camp move to Washington Park and set up controls nearby to prevent any fish from slipping through the net. At the same time, do not act rashly before the main team arrives. Now, the war practice class officially begins."
Li Yongyuan gave a simple order through the intercom, and then without any instructions, he just lowered his head and jumped off the top floor of the building, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Are you crazy? It's so exciting right from the beginning."
Even Nono, who has always had an out-of-the-box personality, couldn't accept the "captain's" behavior. He was completely out of tune with the normal behavior of mixed races.
Chu Zihang did not hesitate, followed Li Longyuan's formation, and swooped down in one stride, with the violent wind roaring behind his head.
"Another crazy one."
Nuonuo was surprised. After all, she just liked the excitement of adventure, not simply seeking death.
But a plain hand quietly pressed on her shoulder, Susie leaned close to her ear and said, "Have you forgotten the words of classmate Li?"
Then, a capable girl wearing a dark gray combat uniform jumped down gracefully, completely entrusting her life to the unknown.
"Everyone is crazy..."
Nuonuo gritted her silver teeth and turned her head to see Fingel, who was constantly retreating, his arms trembling.
"Senior, why don't you dance?"
The girl stared at him with interest, as if she had discovered a novel creature.
"I, I can just take the elevator, it will be quick."
Fingel almost rolled to the ground and left the rooftop with his heavy explosion-proof suit, not caring about the embarrassment of being embarrassed in front of a beautiful school girl. After all, this was not the first time he had done this.
Nuonuo turned his head with complicated eyes, took another step forward, and looked at the crowd below, which was already as small as ants, already up to a hundred meters high.
As soon as his eyes closed, he jumped down suddenly.
"If you take the stairs yourself, what's the difference between you and that good-for-nothing senior brother Fingel?"
This is the only thought in Nono's mind.
She has always been competitive at heart. Whether at Eton, Cassel or at home, she has to be good enough to stand out.
This is why she chose to come to Chicago.
Although she has not awakened her spiritual spirit, she has achieved excellent results in no matter which exam she takes, fully matching her A-level status.
She was never a dazzling girl because she was liked by Caesar, but she was outstanding enough, good enough and special enough to make even a top nobleman like Caesar sober.
In the darkness, the weightless feeling of falling did not last long, and the constant recollection of childhood memories in Nono's mind also came to an abrupt end at a certain moment.
She was like hitting a ball of soft cotton, all the strong strength was restrained at this moment, and it was not as she imagined that she would be smashed to pieces and covered in blood.
The girl opened her eyes tentatively and saw a dusty asphalt road in front of her. She was only one foot away from the ground.
"flutter!"
Nono fell suddenly and fell to the ground. Her body's quick instinctive reaction caused her to put her hands on the ground and quickly stabilize her body.
When she raised her head, she was greeted by a pair of golden pupils. Their eyes only met for a moment and then looked away. The girl dusted herself off and stood with Susie.
Li Yongyuan raised his hand and looked at the mechanical watch until the minute hand slowly shifted a little, and Fingel, wearing a military green explosion-proof suit, ran out of the building.
When he took the elevator before, he often received strange looks from the clerks working in this building. Some timid ones even thought that terrorists were planting bombs in the building and ran away screaming.
"Junior Brother Li..."
Fingel, who was exhausted from running, panted pitifully and stretched out his helpless hands.
"You wasted half a minute. I won't care about you next and will find a way to keep up with us."
Li Yongyuan's ruthless words shattered all the good expectations of the drama queen.
He waved his hand, and a few people ran along the street and quickly disappeared from Fingel's sight.
"I...fuck..."
The German man, who was constantly sweating, was alone in the wind and was messy, and even thought of lying down.
"If you don't show up before the end of the mission, I will state the above in the mission report."
There was a rustling sound on the intercom.
Fingel, who was bent over and panting, straightened up instantly, ran to the side of the road, and stopped a private car.
"Someone planted a bomb in the South District and temporarily commandeered your car and your people."
When the driver looked confused, Fingel opened the door and got in.
In this glaring stalemate, the middle-aged driver finally gave up, started the engine, and the white Chevrolet sped away.