Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

"Commander! The reconnaissance team A encountered an ambush in Area C! Repeat, the reconnaissance team encountered an ambush in Area C!"

"Commander! This is support team A. The ambush team was killed by us. Reconnaissance team A successfully rescued! Reconnaissance team A successfully rescued!"

"Forward Team B discovered part of the enemy's main force inside the library, a conservative estimate of twenty people. Apply for a deep raid! Apply for a deep raid!"

"The retreat of Forward Team B may be an attack to lure the enemy. The opponent's snipers are very dangerous. Don't be eager for success."

The Lion Heart Club wearing black combat uniforms used the church as a stronghold as the defender and fought steadily, while the Student Union wearing crimson combat uniforms used the teaching building as a stronghold as the attacker to attempt to break through.

The battle line between the two sides stretched for more than a thousand meters, and small teams had already started fighting.

In the radio channel, various screams echoed along with gunshots and explosions. The two teams could be said to be evenly matched on the battlefield, with each suffering losses.

But there was a map of Cassel Academy spread out in front of Caesar, and he could see that his side had been steadily advancing towards the enemy.

In the center of where the two of them were was the dormitory building where Jiang Shouyun was located.

Although their student union is slightly inferior to the Lion Heart Club in terms of average individual level, it has more members than the Lion Heart Club.

Today's personnel losses are still within a controllable range, which is one of the main reasons why they dare to launch a blitzkrieg.

"Call Death Squad."

While looking down at the campus with a telescope, Caesar picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a calm voice: "Call the Death Squad to see if the infiltration went smoothly. Please reply when you receive it."

He asked several times, but there was no response on the radio, and he had obviously been killed.

But there was no trace of panic on Caesar's face. The three-man team of dead men who ventured deep into the target was just a bait he used to test the target.

Now it seems that it is not that simple to achieve the goal.

"Commander! Enemies were found infiltrating on the left side of Area B! Enemies were found infiltrating on the left side of Area B!"

"An enemy was found infiltrating on the right side of area A. We are being flanked! We are being flanked!"

"Instead of attacking the target first, instead of going around and clamping both sides of us, and then sending an 'elite squad' to rob the target?" Caesar thought for a moment and soon understood what the other party was thinking.

As the most established and powerful ancient club in Kassel College, almost every member of the Lion Heart Club is a good candidate for the executive department.

Whether in terms of shooting proficiency, physical strength, speed, or tacit understanding, the individual abilities of the Lionheart Club are overwhelming to them.

Caesar was too proud to deny this.

Just like he always believed that the student union just lacked a qualified leader like himself.

Now it seems that the opponent is taking advantage of their elite forces to restrain their left and right wing forces and force them to extend the distance between the battle lines.

In this way, not only can they attack the target area, but they can also eat up their first half and slowly eat away at their remaining strength.

But where can anything be so cheap?

"Support Team A and Support Team B will go to support the two wings, and the other forward teams will temporarily reduce their frontline offensive."

Caesar gave the order and hummed: "Since you have brought the meat to your door, wouldn't it be a waste if you don't eat it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out as promised.

Bang!

On the rooftop of the teaching building, a red bullet was shot.

"One."

The beautiful girl has long dark red hair that flutters in the wind, pulling the bolt of the M82A1 large-caliber semi-automatic sniper rifle.

Then he stared at the seven-man elite team in the sniper scope and fired another shot from a distance of nearly a thousand meters. The bullet passed through the complex terrain and directly hit one of them.

"Two." The girl smiled and blinked.

But the next moment, without any warning, she squatted down suddenly.

Bang!

Almost instantly, a bullet exploded with blood mist at the location before her.

The red-haired girl held the gun and couldn't help but squint her eyes.

With her eyes flickering, she changed positions again.

Turn around, raise your gun, and aim.

One second, one breath.

Bang! Bang!

The gunfire rang out again, and the enemy lost one more person.

The gunshot sounded almost immediately, and the red-haired girl narrowly avoided it.

"It's interesting." She exhaled deeply, and her adrenaline began to surge.

So exciting.

As long as she hesitated for a moment, she was gone.

It can be so accurate at a distance of more than a thousand meters.

It seems that the Lion Heart Club also has a good sniper.

Next, the two snipers of similar strength restrained each other, but they were unable to do anything to each other and would instantly change positions every time they fired.

The speed of the student union's defense line shrinking is slowing down, and the team that harvests the enemy's elite will never return.

The elite team of the Lionheart Club was stuck there for a while.

If they stood up to move forward or retreat, they would be shot in the head.

Unable to advance and advance, unable to retreat and retreat, we can only find cover to avoid.

Moreover, with the student union's numerical superiority and the red-haired girl's harassment and restraint, the Lionheart Club's snipers were unable to suppress them for a while.

It can now be said that after the two snipers appeared, both sides fell into a strange stalemate.

Whoever of them takes out the opponent's sniper first will mean which side the balance of victory will tilt towards.

But soon, as if they had received the order, a temporary support team of four people came from the left and right wings of the student union.

Under the control of the Lionheart Society snipers, the remaining four members of the elite team fought forward and successfully entered the target location.

Bang! !

One of the strong men wearing a black combat uniform directly pushed open the safety door of the stairs with his shoulder. The four of them looked around in four directions with guns in hand and relaxed a little after making sure that there was no danger.

"Quick victory."

The leader among them glanced around, his angular face full of composure: "We must seize this stronghold within five minutes."

Behind him, the three team members remained silent, and no one questioned his decision.

Lancelot, a freshman at Cassel College, is the same A-level as Chu Zihang, and is also the leader of the Lion Heart Club.

Fulvio Bass, the current leader of the Lionheart Club, only values ​​personal abilities and character, and does not care about their status as freshmen at all.

In other words, this is a test.

According to the intelligence, the target’s location is Room 04 on the 4th floor in Area 1.

The four people gathered together, looked in four directions, moved in tacit agreement, and soon arrived at the third floor.

But when they climbed to the third floor and changed direction, Langstro, who was facing north, had a frozen expression.

Da da da……

Almost at the same time as the footsteps came, the other three people also reacted quickly.

He turned around suddenly, his center of gravity sank slightly, raised the assault rifle in his hand, and cast his solemn gaze at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

I saw a sturdy figure standing there, but he was not wearing a blue and white combat uniform, but a dark green Kassel College uniform.

"Hello?" The strong man raised his hand, waved to them, and said with a sad face, "Bye."

Langstro's pupils shrank and he said, "Wait, he..."

Bang bang bang! !

Before he could finish his words, the three of them clasped their weapons with both hands and pressed the triggers of their rifles.

The powerful recoil also caused their bodies to stumble slightly.

The next moment, amidst the flames from the muzzle, a figure appeared from behind the strong man,

The white shadow is like a ghost, avoiding the rain of bullets that block the blockade.

Dappled light chopped by maple leaves spilled in from the corridor window.

In the hand of that figure, a long knife with a blade as clear as autumn water shone with golden light.

Classes are full today, so the update is a bit late. I will start adding more updates tomorrow. As a qualified author, I don’t have a holiday! !