Angers put away his cell phone and took a deep breath. He turned around and looked at Caesar and Chu Zihang who had changed into combat uniforms and walked quickly towards him.
"It looks much more pleasing to the eye than your two sets of fancy clothes." Angers joked, "This way I look like a student of Kassel College. I don't want to die with two red cowherds.
Son."
After saying that, Ange led the two of them quickly towards the stairs of the building. Caesar and Chu Zihang behind him looked at each other, as if they didn't expect that the principal could still joke at this juncture, but they also
I don’t know whether this top-notch old man is really not that nervous and has given up on life and death long ago, or he is afraid that the war is about to happen and his mood is too low, so he wants to tease them and lighten the atmosphere.
Caesar and Chu Zihang followed Angers to the rooftop. At this time, three helicopters were hovering over the rooftop of the building. When disaster strikes, this is probably the most efficient and convenient urban transportation that can be used at present.
Tools, in this case it would be very difficult even for the Snake Qihachi Family or the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department to come up with three helicopters at once.
People from the Equipment Department of Kassel College, headed by Vice Minister Karl, also followed. Not only the people from the Equipment Department, but also the people from the Rockflow Research Institute and Miyamoto Ze, the vice-principal was also swinging on the ground with a bottle of wine.
On the roof.
Everyone's eyes invariably focused on Angers, Caesar and Chu Zihang, their eyes full of respect... It was the admiration for the warriors, just like the old and weak and village women standing in the desolation during the Warring States Period in Japan.
In the autumn wind, with eyes full of reverence, I watched the samurai who looked at death as if they were gone and never returned.
When Angers and Angers entered the underground research institute of Walter Alheim in the past, the nerves of the equipment department gave Angers full respect for the first time. These single-minded scientists rarely regarded Angers and the three as real people.
Viewed as heroes and warriors.
"Principal, can you please smile? Can you look at the camera with that kind of righteous and indifferent eyes that are not afraid of life and death?" A researcher pointed the camera at Ange's face, "Time is tight and there is no time to do a complete interview.
Maybe this is your last shot. With such a precious video, the college will definitely treat it as a precious heritage and play it repeatedly at the freshman ceremony of Kassel College every year. Your great voice will definitely be remembered by history.
,Amen!"
"Can you say something nice? I don't want my subordinates to expect that I will never come back before I even set foot on the battlefield." Angers rolled his eyes at the Australian researcher, but then still showed a cooperative smile to the camera.
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"Principal, are you planning to stop the corpse guards at Uami no Mori Park?" Deputy Minister Karl shook hands with Angers and whispered, "The corpse guards must pass through that bay if they want to reach the interior of Tokyo."
"Yes, I have seen the map. Those two small islands are the most suitable locations to block the corpse guards." Anng nodded, "At the same time, they are also the last line of defense."
"Both the two cross-sea bridges leading to Uami no Mori Park were destroyed by the tsunami just now, and most of Umi no Mori Park was submerged. Only the Tokyo Rinkai Power Plant next to the park can provide you with the fighting power.
"Scope." Deputy Minister Karl's expression was a little worried, "But it is several kilometers away from the interior of Tokyo, and it is equivalent to an isolated island. If you go to war with the corpse guards there, whether you are waiting for reinforcements or want to retreat,
, the chances are very slim.”
"The situation will not get worse. If the three of us cannot hold on, the whole of Tokyo will be buried with us," Angers said.
He was right. If the three of Angers and the others couldn't stop the corpse guards on the island in Uami no Mori Park, there would be no need for "gods" at all. Just the frenzy of the corpse guards would be enough to make the whole of Tokyo fall.
"There is a base for the US military in Japan over there in Okinawa." Deputy Minister Karl lowered his voice and said, "Do we really not need to contact them and call in US warships for support?"
"With tens of thousands of corpse guards, an enemy with this number would have to use at least aircraft carrier-level warships to cause an effective strike. The damage that other warships can cause is limited." Angers shook his head, "Compared to this, our weapons are all loaded
Are you ready?"
"Everything has been loaded. The large weapons are in Helicopter No. 1 and Helicopter No. 2. They have already set off. Helicopter No. 3 contains various firearms, ammunition and melee weapons. They will go to Haizhisen Apartment with you.
"Deputy Minister Ka Er took a photo and said, "Produced by Watt Alheim, it must be high-quality! It has absolutely plenty of firepower!"
Anger nodded, and Miyamoto Ze came up to greet him.
"The head of the family has already left for the family. It will take time to prepare the refined sulfur bombs and incendiary bombs. The minimum is half an hour and the maximum is no more than an hour." Miyamoto Ze bowed deeply in front of Angers and the three of them, "This city's
I’ll leave the future to the principal!”
Angers accepted Miyamoto Ze's bow calmly, and he said calmly to the director of the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau: "Tokyo is not my Tokyo, but your Tokyo. I am an avenger, and my purpose is to pay tribute to the Dragon Clan."
Revenge, not saving the world... So entrusting the fate of this city to me is obviously not a rational decision."
"We have no choice." Miyamoto Ze showed a bitter smile, "Although I also want to contribute to my city, if my sacrifice can bring a glimmer of victory, I will not hesitate... But I
I just hate that my abilities are too limited."
Angers didn't say much, he just patted Miyamoto Ze on the shoulder, and finally walked up to the vice principal.
"The command of the battlefield will be left to you." Angers said to the vice-principal, "Drink less. If something goes wrong here, the front line will collapse quickly."
"It doesn't matter. You know how much I drink. When have I ever made a mistake when I drank? I will only become more sober." The vice-principal put his arm around Ange's shoulders and whispered in his ear, "But old friend, you can say ugly things about me."
Now, you'd better not really die here...or I'll really let the whole of Tokyo be buried with you."
Angers didn't say much. He just hugged the vice-principal gently, and then took away the revolver from his waist: "Let me borrow it. Is there still bullets in the gun?"
"There should be three rounds left." The vice principal asked puzzledly, "What do you want to do?"
Angers turned around, coolly pulled the safety bolt, loaded the gun, raised the muzzle of the gun, pointed it at the rotor of the last helicopter, and fired three shots in succession.
Dazzling sparks flew from the rotor, one side of the No. 5 helicopter's rotor was twisted, and the other side's rotor was directly broken... The vice principal's revolver contained no ordinary bullets, but special alchemy bullets, which were powerful enough to shoot through dragon scales.
The pilot jumped out of the cockpit and landed on the rooftop. The helicopter lost control and fell straight towards the bottom of the building... Everyone watched this precious vehicle hit the ground, setting off a dazzling explosion, and they were all dumbfounded.
Eye.
"What are you doing, principal?" Deputy Minister Karl asked in a daze.
"Of course the principal has noticed that you didn't come to the rooftop to see him off, but that you wanted to wait for him to leave and take the last helicopter to escape... The old guy has turned into a fox!" The vice-principal just looked like he was like the two Angers.
He looked good, but now his face suddenly changed, and he yelled at Ange, "Hey, I know you are doing this to cut off the retreat of these crazy people and want them to go all out, but is it necessary to be so desperate?
I can't leave like this, bastard, have you considered your old friend?"
"Otherwise, how can we show the awareness of 'backing up the water'?" Ange comforted everyone, "The will of our Kassel College can't even match those of the Japanese, right?"
Then, amidst the voices of everyone cursing, Angre and Chu Zihang boarded the No. 4 helicopter, and together with the No. 3 helicopter carrying weapons and ammunition, flew in the direction of Haizhisen.
Until the helicopter disappeared from sight, the researchers in the equipment department looked away, and their faces were as white as white paper.
"Is it necessary? Isn't the principal being too ruthless?"
"The old guy probably thought that he couldn't escape, so he just wanted to drag us on his back... This is what the foolish and mediocre kings in ancient times did. They liked to drag the living people they loved to be buried with them!"
"Sad, if we lose here, it will not only be a loss for the college, but also a loss for all mankind! It seems that the birth of Unit 1 and the realization of all human beings emigrating to Mars will be at least fifty years away!"
The technical geeks in the Equipment Department complained about the ruthlessness of Principal Angers, the stranding of their great dreams, and the loss of all mankind. Even Deputy Minister Carl's face didn't look good.
"The mission is here, do your best to break through the firewall of the bastard government of the United States!" Deputy Minister Karl ordered his researchers, "Move quickly! We are in a hurry!"
"Are we going to call a bomb from Okinawa to blow up the bastard principal's helicopter?" the researcher with thick lenses asked.
"What's the use of blowing up the bastard principal? Our retreat has been cut off by that old guy!" Deputy Minister Karl said viciously, "The old guy is obviously crazy. He can't give up until he kills all the enemies.
Then we can only kill the 'god' and those corpse guards. If the old guy dies here, we won't be able to escape!"
After Deputy Minister Karl's words, the technical geeks in the Equipment Department were like three hundred Spartan warriors who had been beaten to death. They raised their arms and shouted and ran downstairs one after another, still shouting "
Defeat the 'god', kill the corpse guards, and oppose the Angers dictatorship!"
The vice-principal, on the other hand, was leisurely looking at the vast night sky of Tokyo...Tonight, there were no dazzling neon signs or endless traffic in Tokyo. There were only stagnant water and destroyed streets, with thunderclouds gathering overhead.
Heavy rain fell from the sky, and the sky seemed to have collapsed, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
"Aren't you leaving yet, Vice-Principal?" Miyamoto Ze came to the Vice-Principal's side and asked in a low voice, "The weather is too bad. Tokyo has lost its beauty tonight. The tsunami will come soon. At this time
It’s not safe to be on the roof.”
"How long will it take for the next tsunami?" The vice principal did not answer Miyamoto Ze's question, but asked Miyamoto Ze in return.
"Five minutes." Miyamoto Ze lowered his head and looked at his watch, "Maybe it will be less than five minutes. The second wave of tsunami is expected to be stronger than the first wave. The building will be violently shaken later... Even if you
If you really want to stay on the rooftop and enjoy the scenery, should you move to a more central location on the rooftop?"
"Are you afraid that if you don't pay attention, I will be photographed by the tsunami?" the vice principal asked.
"No, no, that's not what I meant..." Miyamoto Ze shook his head in embarrassment.
"Don't worry, the beer I drank for so many years is not for nothing, and the fat is not for nothing. With the tonnage here, a giant wave of one thousand meters can't even try to hit me." The vice-principal touched the once proud eight.
Where the abdominal muscles were, there was now only a fat piece of meat left. "Damn, I haven't had a beer all day. My condition has gotten worse, and my stomach is almost back... Go and find me some beer."
.”
Miyamoto Ze looked at the vice principal's belly, which was about to burst the buttons of his oversize jeans, and thought to himself that this is when you are in a bad state. Then when you are at your peak, not one person can control the entire helicopter.
Is the rear compartment full?
Of course, Miyamoto Ze did not dare to say this in front of the vice-principal. He just pointed to the wine in the vice-principal’s butt pocket and asked cautiously: “Don’t you still have wine? The situation in Tokyo is too chaotic now.
Now, there shouldn’t be any bars or pubs still open, right?”
"Stupid! What I want is beer, not whiskey! You Japanese can't even tell the difference between beer and foreign wine!" the vice-principal yelled angrily, showing his majesty as a vice-principal in a rare display, "I can't find an open pub.
Don't you go to the streets to find alcohol? The tsunami just now must have overturned the stage cars and vending machines on the roadside! Wouldn't it be a waste if the alcohol soaked in sea water is not destroyed? You Japanese are so rigid
, everything needs to be taught, don’t you know how to use your own brain?”
"Hai!" Miyamoto Sawa bowed deeply to the vice-principal, quickly ran to the stairs and left the rooftop of the building.
"This cleverness is far inferior to the three little bastards in our college." The vice-principal looked at Miyamoto Ze's back and shook his head, sighing like a brat cannot be taught.
…
Lu Mingfei was stuffed into the back seat of a black Volvo car, expressionless Yuan Zhisheng sat down next to him, and Herzog sat in the driver's seat himself.
Unexpectedly, Herzog did not use any ropes or chains to restrain Lu Mingfei this time. He seemed to have concluded that Yuan Zhisheng was sitting next to Lu Mingfei, and the weak Lu Mingfei had no chance to jump out of the car.
Escaped.
Of course Lu Mingfei knew where they were going, the Tama River area, the place where the "god" was resurrected. After confirming that Lu Mingfei could serve as a "vessel", Herzog picked the time and couldn't wait to sacrifice him.
To the newly revived "god".
"In this case, wouldn't it be more convenient to use a helicopter to reach the Tama River area?" Lu Mingfei asked Herzog in the driver's seat, "You have been monitoring the geological conditions of the Tama River area, and you also predicted that the 'god' would advance in advance.