Church, student union stronghold, headquarters.
“CMDR, the first joint line of defense has been breached, and the enemy’s attack is fierce! We have suffered heavy losses.”
“The opponent’s snipers are still active. Damn it, can’t we deal with them?”
“They are about to launch a general attack! They have already reached the second line of defense.”
“CMDR! The joint team has engaged the Lionheart Army head-on!” The adjutant turned to look nervously at Caesar who was calmly holding a telescope in the distance, “Chairman! Do you want to fight back? Now, right here!”
“No, wait a moment,” Caesar said, raising his hand.
“Lionheart sent people to charge with Class A explosives!” Suddenly someone shouted, “Sniper! Let the sniper attack!”
During the shootout on Freedom Day, both the Lionheart Club and the Student Union agreed to allow the use of Class A explosives when the situation reached a stalemate. It was a silver box with a nuclear radiation warning icon, which contained a wide range of anesthetic dust, simulating
Once a tactical weapon in modern warfare is detonated, all tactical troops within a radius of 500 meters will be covered with anesthetic dust and will be considered dead.
Both the Lionheart Club and the Student Union each hold one of this kind of tactical weapon. He was able to steal these equipment from the ice cellar thanks to a member of the Information Department who did not want to be named. At first, Caesar just wanted to try it out on the Night Watch Forum.
I opened a red flag, but within half an hour it was removed, and I didn't know where I got the 'S' level permission to open the ammunition depot of the ice cellar, and this carnival happened now.
However, the ammunition they obtained from the ice cellar is always limited and cannot withstand a long stalemate. Therefore, saving bullets for the most accurate tactical strikes is something the commanders on both sides need to consider. The commanders will also do so when the time is right.
Do not hesitate to use the tactical weapons in your hands to clear the battlefield indiscriminately, and do not hesitate to know how many bones will be piled up under your own victory.
“Chen Motong!” Caesar picked up the pager and shouted in a low voice.
At the top of the church, a gunshot rang out. On the second line of defense at the artificial lake in front of the church, a member of the Lion Heart Club, who was walking swiftly with a suitcase in his hand and using the cover to penetrate deeper into the line of defense, was suddenly shot in the elbow. The suitcase he was holding in his hand was shot.
After flying out, several student union members in crimson combat uniforms immediately jumped out like vicious dogs and snatched back the suitcase at the cost of sacrifice.
"Beautiful." Caesar praised this scene without hesitation when he saw it through the telescope, but the next moment he suddenly heard an explosion, and suddenly looked up at the observation deck at the top of the church, where there was a bang of a heavy object falling to the ground.
With a sound, a ball of blood exploded and rained down.
“Chen Motong, have you been hit? Please reply.” Caesar covered his mouth and nose and retreated indoors, avoiding the rain-like red mist, and shouted to the pager at the top of his lungs.
A few seconds later, the girl's voice rang out on the pager, "I fell down when I was rolling. It's not serious and I was almost hit. The tactical weapon was a bait for me to snipe. What a cunning little girl. The real target of the enemy."
It should have been me, but unfortunately they didn't succeed."
Caesar exhaled softly when he heard the girl's voice. He couldn't help but feel palpitated by the cunningness of the president of the Lionheart Club. He used tactical weapons as a price to kill their snipers, but luckily he failed. Now the Lionheart Club also
The opportunity to completely overturn their table in one fell swoop was lost.
“The second line of defense can no longer hold any longer, and the Lionhearts are launching an onslaught! Damn it, these guys don’t even need bunkers! Are they crazy if they want to use their numerical advantage to overwhelm them with direct firepower!?”
“It may be related to the situation in Muspelhem Forest. Can the frontline liaison officer still observe there?” Adjutant
“There was no movement over there. It was as quiet as death. No Lionheart troops came out of it.”
"How can it be?"
"Continue to draw back the front line and prepare for the final counter-pincer offensive!" Caesar gave the final order, walked straight to the table, took his command knife, and began to replace the Desert Eagle with Frigga's bullet-loaded weapon.
magazine.
“CMDR, do you want to go to the front line in person?” Several people in the command room were shocked.
Caesar tied his golden hair into a short ponytail and carried the mask with him.
“But you are the key to the outcome of this game.” The deputy quickly stepped forward to stop this crazy move.
"If the commander on the opposite side is also in the charging team, wouldn't it look like a coward for me to hide in the fortress?" Caesar smiled, "Taking a step back, the real captain should also follow him
The ship sank to the bottom of the sea together."
"But this is only a possibility. The commander should not go to the front line in person, especially when the other party has set such a bet." The deputy felt that his blood pressure was rising. This year's student president is the strongest in history.
Everything he does is of first-class quality, background, structure, and personal ability, but the only shortcoming is also very obvious, that is, he is too proud, and he is still a bit of a middle school student, and he will always say unexpected things at some times.
, and do shocking things.
"Now the other party has completely fallen into madness, but there is still a little bit of fire, and I am the fire that can make them burn brighter." Caesar walked towards the door carrying the ferocious hunting knife in the scabbard.
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“Wait CDMR, the situation on the frontline has changed again.” The liaison officer suddenly turned to look at Caesar.
“What’s wrong?” Caesar frowned.
“The troops of the Lion Heart Society have begun to shrink!” The liaison officer’s voice seemed to be full of confusion, “The joint team of the frontline defense front has ceased fire!”
“Are they aware of our tactics?” The face of the adjutant beside Caesar changed. It seems that this is the only reason that can explain why the Lionheart Club, which was originally attacking like a flood, suddenly retreated in large numbers.
"The scout said that the Lionheart Society seems to be calling back its troops to attack others." The liaison officer became even more puzzled. He lowered his head under everyone's nervous gaze and repeatedly confirmed the intelligence with the front line on the other side of the radio, then turned around and said blankly, "
The Lionheart Society's rear was attacked by the enemy, their troops suffered heavy losses, and their front is disintegrating!"
“Enemy? What enemy?” Many people in the room asked in unison, with stunned and confusion written on everyone’s face.
“I don’t know.” The liaison officer also looked blank.
The only forces participating in this free day are the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union. Naturally, the only enemy of the Lion Heart Club is the Student Union. Now that all the troops of the Student Union have retreated behind the defense line, where are the surprise soldiers to steal the Lion Heart Club's ass? Moreover,
So fierce that the entire Lion Heart Club team was forced to retreat to the defense!?
“You’ll know if you go and see.” Caesar was silent for a while, then raised his head and said loudly.
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"Team 'Team'! 'Team 'Teeth! Please reply when you receive it! 'Team 'Teeth! Damn it! Where's that freshman! That guy named Lancelot! Where's our support in Muspelheim Forest?"
?Where have all the people died?”
Descendants of the Lion Heart Society, in the maple forest next to the artificial lake, the field liaison officer of the Lion Heart Society lay behind the bushes and shouted loudly at the pager, but what came over the radio was dead silence.
Amidst the intensive and continuous gunfire, the liaison officer temporarily changed the frequency and shouted: "Headquarters, headquarters! We are under attack, requesting support, we are under attack!"
"This is the headquarters. Who attacked you? The two teams of the student union on both sides should be stared at by our people. There is no way we have the troops to attack you from behind!" A strong, deep male voice sounded on the radio.
Full of credibility.
“We don’t know!” The liaison officer poked his head out of the bushes and looked very stiff.
“I don’t know? What’s the situation in the rear now? There are too many obstacles on your side, and the snipers can’t observe and support you.” The man asked calmly.