Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei returns from Warhammer

"……make a deal."

Director Akadulla's heavy breathing came from the respirator in the protective suit.

Unlike the creations of "Gundam", "Kamen Rider" or "EVA" that look awesome but are so difficult to actually make and don't know where to start, the weapon blueprints provided by this S-class gave them real manufacturing capabilities. direction.

However, the drawings still recorded many materials and elements that they had heard about for the first time.

In the future, we will have to study whether we can rub them out.

"But Watt Alheim's priority supply to the Weeping Angels is only the equipment on the drawings you provided. In other aspects, we still directly obey the orders of the school board and the principal."

Director Akadulla stated in advance.

Lu Mingfei felt happy, this was enough.

There is a professional and top-notch technical support group responsible for building weapons and equipment, so you only need to focus on destroying the purified aliens as a warrior.

"Then we'd better sign a cooperation contract."

he said.

This kind of transaction reminded Lu Mingfei of the extremely wealthy Mechanicus.

As long as you find the lost technology or items of the Golden Age, or fragments of the STC standard construction template, you can exchange all kinds of good things with the Mechanicus.

They range from plasma weapons to melta weapons, to terminator power armor and centurion power armor, to the size of an entire planet.

What you can exchange for it all depends on what you find.

For example, during the operation to clean up the space hulk to obtain the hidden historical information of the Great Rebellion, Lu Mingfei also found a fragment of the STC template for the "Single Molecular Gravity Blade" weapon.

The war group used this fragment to exchange for a batch of weapons and equipment from the Mechanicus, and even two Terminator power armors, and suddenly became a lot richer.

Of course, the Equipment Department is obviously incomparable to the Mechanicus, not only in terms of technology, but also in terms of their psychopathy.

"Once the chainsword is ready..."

After signing the contract at the equipment department, Director Akadulla grabbed the drawings and the contract and rushed through the door, leaving only Lu Mingfei who had not finished speaking.

Lu Mingfei had no choice but to leave first and wait for them to get the weapons ready.

The establishment of the "Weeping Angel" club was also very smooth. After hearing that S-level student Lu Ming insisted on establishing a club, the application submitted to the Academic Affairs Department received a reply within two hours.

Then there is the venue. There are quite a lot of clubs in Kassel College. In addition to the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union, there are also the Kendo Club, Swimming Club, Sailing Club, E-Sports Club...

Many student hobby clubs almost occupied the affordable venues, but Chu Zihang could only rent the more luxurious but expensive Black Moon Pavilion.

When the S-class first arrived, they built their own mountain with great fanfare and attracted the attention of many people.

Many freshmen came here because of the name, but were quickly dissuaded by the name of the club "Weeping Angels", which is the same as the title of the S-class self-proclaimed middle school club.

Three days have passed, and the only members of the Weeping Angel Club are Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang.

Then……

By the time Professor Manstein opened the door to the Black Moon Pavilion, it was already October.

As soon as he entered the gate, he was shocked.

A huge painting over four meters high hung in the hall of Black Moon Pavilion, with a holy angel with white wings on its back looking at him.

But they are different from those angels wearing holy white robes in the Bible and mythology.

This angel was wearing thick golden armor, holding a blood-colored crystal-like sword in one hand, and a sharp spear with a blood-drop-shaped blade in the other.

A halo of divine brilliance like the sun shines on the back of the angel's head. Behind him, a group of warriors wearing strange dark yellow armors are waiting in formation, holding simple and heavy black firearms.

On their large and thick black and white checkered shoulder armor, a tearful red heart is clearly visible.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Under the angel's gaze, Chu Zihang launched the most violent attack on Lu Mingfei.

The weapon was a training bamboo sword he "borrowed" from the Kendo Club. If it had been replaced with a real weapon, he would have been killed by Lu Mingfei one hundred and twenty-seven times today.

He also saw Lu Mingfei's fighting skills, which were honed over time and only pursued the perfect art of efficiently depriving lives, absolute violence, and absolute lethality.

The cassock cuts, the full moon cuts in succession, the lion appears...

Chu Zihang tried his best, but every decisive and decisive move he made was dodged or blocked by the opponent.

The next second, the edge of the bamboo sword will be lightly printed on his forehead or heart.

With the last blow, the bamboo sword in Lu Mingfei's hand fell on his head, knocking him to the ground.

In this attack, he died six more times.

"There is a lot of progress, but your moves still have redundant movements and need to be refined."

"What you need to consider is how to bring death to the enemy in the most efficient way."

Lu Mingfei put away his bamboo sword calmly, turned around and said hello to Manstein who was watching their practice:

"Hello, Professor Manstein."

"..."

Manstein just received a joint complaint letter from multiple teachers in the physical fitness class, precision shooting class, and cold weapons combat class the day before yesterday.

The letter complained that S-level student Lu Mingfei had never attended their classes in more than two months since the beginning of the school year, which was very disrespectful to them.

But based on what he saw with his own eyes, Manstein felt that Lu Mingfei was respecting them by not taking their classes.

"Are you here to see me or Chu Zihang?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Looking for you two."

Manstein dismissed the question about the complaint letter from his mind.

There was a mahogany tea table in the corner of the hall, and Lu Mingfei skillfully made Manstein a cup of hot tea.

Chu Zihang sat aside, his breathing still not calming down.

"Where's Professor Guderian? Why didn't he come with you?"

Lu Mingfei asked curiously.

The interesting old professor with silver hair was his and Chu Zihang's mentor. It was said that he was once a tenured professor at the University of Chicago.

Today he is working towards becoming a tenured professor at Kassel Academy.

"He's now in the Department of Academic Affairs interceding with Fingal not to downgrade Fingal to an 'F.'"

Manstein looked strange.

He and Guderian have been friends for many years. When he was at the University of Chicago, he often copied Guderian's homework until he graduated with a Ph.D.

In order to promise Guderian to let Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang become his students, Manstein even slightly offended Schneider, the director of the execution department.

Because Professor Schneider also intends to recruit these two students with excellent practical abilities.

Lu Mingfei nodded:

"Then what do you want from us?"

"Not so good news."

Manstein's expression became solemn, "Before you entered school, there was new information about the B-class fallen hybrid you killed."

He paused for a moment, and then said in a deep voice:

"You should already know the information about 'Deadpool', right?"