Church, student union base, command center.

"CMDR, the first joint defense line has been broken through, and the enemy's offensive momentum is very strong! Our side has suffered heavy losses."

"The opponent's sniper is still active. Hell, can't you deal with them?"

"They are going to launch a general offensive! They have already reached the second line of defense."

"CMDR! The joint team has already faced the big Lionheart team head-on!" The adjutant turned his head and looked nervously at Caesar, who was calm in the distance holding a telescope, "Chairman! Do you want to fight back? Now, here!"

"No, wait a little longer." Caesar raised his hand and said.

"The Lionheart sent someone to charge with Class A explosives!" Suddenly someone shouted, "Sniper! Let the sniper fight!"

In the free day gun battle, the Lionheart and the Student Union agreed that when the situation was stalemate, Class A explosives were allowed to be used. It was a silver box with a nuclear radiation warning icon, which contained a large-scale anesthesia dust, simulating tactical weapons in modern warfare. Once it was ignited, all tactical troops within a radius of 500 meters were covered with anesthesia dust, and it was also considered dead.

The Lionheart and the Student Union each hold one of this tactical weapon. If you can steal these equipment from the ice cellar, you have to thank a member of the news department who did not want to be named. At first, Caesar just opened the Night Watch Forum with a try-out mentality, but it was exposed in less than half an hour. He used the ‘S’ level authority I got from somewhere and opened the ammunition depot of the ice cellar, which led to the carnival.

But the ammunition they get from the ice cellar is always limited and cannot withstand a long stalemate, so saving bullets and carrying out the most accurate tactical strikes is also something that the commanders on both sides need to consider. When the appropriate time is right, the commanders will choose to use the tactical weapons in their hands to clear the field without hesitation, and there is no danger of how many bones will accumulate under their own victory.

"Chen Motong!" Caesar picked up the paging and shouted in a low voice.

At the top of the church, a gunshot sounded. On the second line of defense in the artificial lake in front of the church, a member of the Lionheart who was walking steadily with a suitcase and continued to penetrate deep into the defense line with a cover suddenly got shot in his elbow, and the suitcase he was holding in his hand flew out. Several student union members in the crimson combat uniform immediately jumped out like a vicious dog and snatched back the suitcase at the expense of their sacrifice.

"Beautiful." Caesar saw this scene from the telescope without hesitation for his praise, but the next moment he suddenly heard a explosion, and suddenly looked up at the observation deck at the top of the church. There was a bang of heavy objects falling to the ground, and a ball of blood burst out and then fell down.

"Chen Motong, have you been hit? Please reply when you receive it." Caesar covered his mouth and nose and retreated into the room, avoiding the red fog like rain, and shouted to the pager with great slight voice.

A few seconds later, the girl's voice rang out from the pager, "I fell down when I rolled, but I was almost hit. The tactical weapon was the bait for me to snipe. What a cunning little girl. The real target of the enemy should be me, but unfortunately they failed."

Caesar then let out a soft sigh when he heard the girl's voice. He couldn't help but feel palpitations for the President of the Lion Heart Association. He used tactical weapons as a cost to deal with their snipers, but fortunately he failed. Now the Lion Heart Association has lost the opportunity to completely overturn their table.

"The second line of defense is almost unable to hold on, Lionheart will start attacking fiercely! Hell, these guys don't want to cover up the bunker! Want to use the number of people to directly push them over with their firepower! "

"Maybe it is related to Musbel Hemlin's situation. Can the front-line liaison officer still observe there?"

"There was no movement over there and it seemed as quiet as if it was dead, and no Lionheart troops came out of it."

“How is that possible?”

"Continue to shrink back and prepare for the final anti-claw attack!" Caesar gave the final order, walked straight to the table, took his command knife, and began to replace the Desert Eagle with a magazine filled with Friga bullets.

"CMDR, do you want to go to the front line in person?" Several people in the command room were shocked.

""Caesar tied a short ponytail to his dazzling gold hair and carried the mask around 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 charge team, but I hide in the fortress, wouldn't it look like a coward?" Caesar smiled, "To take a step back, the real captain should also sink to the bottom of the sea with his ship."

"But this is only possible. The commander shouldn't go to the front line in person, especially when the other party sets such a bet." The deputy felt that his blood pressure was rising a little. This class of student chairmen is the strongest in history. Everything they do is first-class, background, pattern, and personal ability, but the only disadvantage is also obvious, that is, he is too proud, and there is a little bit of a middle school second, who always says unexpected things and do shocking things at some point.

"Now the other party is completely in a state of madness, but it's still a little bit too late, and I'm the fire that can make them burn." Caesar walked towards the door with the hideous hunting knife that was wrapped in the scabbard.

"Wait for CDMR, the situation on the front line has changed again." The liaison suddenly turned to look at Caesar.

"So what's wrong?" Caesar frowned.

"The troops of the Lionheart Society have begun to shrink!" The liaison officer seemed to be full of confusion, "The joint team of the front-line defense front has ceased!"

"They realized our tactics?" The adjutant beside Caesar's side changed his face. It seemed that this was the only reason that could explain why the Lionheart, which was originally as aggressive as a flood, suddenly retreated.

"The scout said that the Lion Heart Association seemed to be pulling back the troops to meet the others." The liaison officer was even more puzzled. He lowered his head and repeatedly confirmed the information with the front line opposite the radio. After turning his head and saying blankly, "The rear of the Lion Heart Association was attacked by the enemy, and the troops were losing heavy forces. Their front line is disintegrating!"

"Enemies? What enemy?" Many people in the room asked in unison, everyone's faces were filled with shock and confusion.

"I don't know." The liaison officer also looked dull.

The only forces involved in this game are the Lion Heart Association and the Student Union. Naturally, the only enemies of the Lion Heart Association are the Student Union. Now that the student union has all retracted to the defense line, where did the surprise soldiers come from to steal the Lion Heart Association's butt? And they are so fierce that the entire Lion Heart Association's troops are able to pull back to defend!?

"You'll know when you go and take a look." Caesar was silent for a while, then raised his head and said loudly.

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"'Tooth' team!'Tooth' team! Please reply when you receive it!'Tooth' team! Hell! Where is that freshman in the first year! The one named Lancelot! Where are our support at Musbel Hemlin? Where are the people dead?"

Descendants of the Lionheart Society, in the maple forest next to the artificial lake, the Lionheart Battlefield liaison officer lay behind the bushes and shouted loudly at the pager, but the radio was silent.

Amid the dense and continuous gunfire, the liaison officer changed his scalp and shouted temporarily: "Headquarters, headquarters! We were attacked and asked for support, we were attacked!"

"This is the headquarters. Who have you been attacked? The two teams on the wings of the student union should be stared at by our people. It is impossible for the troops to go around and attack you!" A solid and tough male voice rang out from the radio, low and prestige.

"We don't know!" The liaison officer's head poked out of the bushes and his face was very stiff.

"I don't know? What's going on in the back is now? There are too many obstacles over you, and the sniper cannot observe and support you." The man asked calmly.

"People are falling down one by one." The liaison officer stared at the scene that was being staged by the artificial lake and described it with difficulty.

"Fall down one by one?" The man's voice gradually began to be puzzled, "What does it mean to fall down one by one? Do you harvest wheat in autumn?"

"Our people have been losing money! Willy's team and Bestra team have lost nearly half of their staff. If this continues, our front line will collapse!"

"You guys fight back!" the man roared in a low voice.

"But we can't see the enemy at all!" The liaison felt that he was on the verge of collapse and was still saying something, but a bullet had already flew over and hit his head.

“The seventeenth.”

On the big lawn next to the artificial lake, Lin Nian looked at Chu Zihang lowering Glock's muzzle and said, "It's a good head."

"Just fixing the target, 'Dad' taught me to shoot in Hawaii." Chu Zihang turned his head to avoid the oncoming moment of the slow bullet, turned around and shot a bunker and slowly poked his head out.

Time zero field.

The entire battlefield was like a freezing frame, bullets slowly moved in the air, and the red fog gradually bloomed from point to surface. Chu Zihang and Lin Nian were fully armed and walked in the middle of the battlefield, unstoppable.
Chapter completed!