Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

Chapter 102 KFC plus Black Samurai, what the hell is this!

"Everyone, carry out strong firepower, we must forcefully pass through the parking lot now." Chu Zihang stood in the small building and directed.

"There's not enough concealment in the parking lot. It's a bit difficult for our stormtroopers to break through. Besides, we're missing Susie, an excellent sniper." Lancelot sighed.

Originally, the Lionheart Club had the upper hand, but in the final battle, the loss of an ace sniper was a huge loss, especially when there was Chen Motong, a school girl who was about the same level as Su Xi, on the opposite side.

"The loss of Susie is indeed our loss, but, Lancelot, haven't you prepared something else, isn't it time to use it yet?" Chu Zihang asked.

Lancelot smiled and snapped his fingers, "That's exactly what I meant!"

"Come here, bring me my Italian cannon!"

"???" Chu Zihang's face was full of question marks, "Have you seen Bright Sword?"

"Didn't our school promote Chinese education, so I watched all the TV series with the most extensive and profound Chinese culture, and I have to say, your war movies over there are really exciting, and mixed races are real bulls. I want to go to watch them all." Tear the little devil with your hands." Lancelot commented.

Chu Zihang felt a headache, and really didn't know how to explain to him that the content of these TV shows had nothing to do with mixed races.

But before thinking too much, the things Lancelot had prepared arrived, and the members of the Lionheart Club took out grenades, that is, ultra-light mortars, from the positions designated by Lancelot.

"This is a good piece of equipment I found out of the ice cellar. Let's put out this row of weapons and see what Caesar and the others do." Lancelot smiled triumphantly.

"Yes." Chu Zihang showed approval.

Many people in black combat uniforms appeared on the stairs of the small building, each of them holding an M4.

There was also a small group of people who placed grenades on the ground, and every order was a spectacular scene of cannonballs ascending to the sky.

The student union also responded. I saw that they set up a bunch of heavy machine guns and fired bullets frantically. Under such heavy firepower, it was difficult for both sides to charge.

"Positioning, positioning! There are still 19 people left for most of them!"

"The opponent has 27 people left! One sniper failed to locate, and he has already killed thirteen of us!"

The two warring societies roared into the walkie-talkie while continuing to shoot.

The massacre-style battle lasted for an unknown amount of time. The Kassel College was full of gunpowder and smoke, and the lawn and the aisle trying to pass through the parking lot were full of black and red corpses.

"It seems that it's time for me to act." Lancelot sighed.

He looked at Chu Zihang with resolute eyes, carrying a black suitcase in his hand, and saw a clear yellow nuclear symbol on the suitcase.

He wanted to use himself as the charge, and rushed over to throw a big one at the student union. Among the remaining personnel, except for Chu Zihang, he was the only one who could break through the parking lot.

"Everyone use firepower to cover Lancelot!" Chu Zihang issued a serious order.

Under the cover of the Lionheart Club's firepower, Lancelot bravely moved forward, rolling and dodging on the lawn in front of him. His evasion skills were fully utilized, but none of the bullets hit him.

"Nonuo, have you seen Lancelot? He is planning to highlight our firepower network." A blond Caesar sat in the church and contacted Chen Motong.

"I saw it."

Chen Motong chewed gum and aimed a sniper rifle at the vice president of the Lionheart Society who was dodging constantly below.

"Kill him," Caesar ordered.

"receive."

The trajectory of Lancelot's movement below has been successfully analyzed, plus the profile of him that he usually contacts with him, there is a 90.00% certainty that he can hit him.

Chen Motong calmed down, her heart rate slowed down, aimed at Lancelot, and then made a prediction based on her analysis of the movement trajectory.

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and the bullets whizzed past with the sound of the wind. Lancelot's head was covered in blood, and he rolled directly to the ground.

The black suitcase in his hand also fell to the side.

"The target Lancelot has been hit." Chen Motong blew on the barrel of the gun, "The girl is not here, this is my world."

"Beautiful!" Caesar applauded.

"The rest of the people, all rush into the small building where Chu Zihang is."

Now there is no one standing outside the Lion Heart Club, and there are only five people left in the Student Union except Chen Motong and Kaiser.

Five people in crimson combat uniforms rushed to the room where Chu Zihang was, and it was time to capture the king.

The door was flung open, and the first thing they did was a burst of fire.

"Huh? No one?" They suddenly realized something was wrong, and they didn't see the figure of the president of the Lion Heart Society, Chu Zihang, in this room.

A strange noise suddenly came from above, and they raised their heads suddenly, but it was too late.

Chu Zihang was holding the chandelier above with one hand, and the long knife named Murasame in the other hand, and he dropped it suddenly.

The long knife swept across a circular arc quickly, and then knocked behind him with the handle of the knife.

The back of the knife, the handle of the knife, and even where the powerful fist hit, all the red personnel were forcibly stunned.

The remaining two were about to raise their guns and shoot, but Chu Zihang was right in the middle of them. In order to win, they were all determined to hold Chu Zihang back even if they were shot.

But at this time, Chu Zihang just squatted down suddenly to avoid them, and they were really caught off guard.

The arms shook towards their legs, they couldn't stand upright, another knife and punch, and the remaining two were also knocked out.

This violent and direct style of play successfully eliminated these five people.

"Caesar, how many people are still alive, do you want to continue?" Chu Zihang's voice sounded through a PA system.

"Chu Zihang, you've done a good job. There's only one girl and me left here. How should we fight now?" Caesar's voice came from the same PA system.

"I'm the only one left on my side. You can propose a plan, or just let me fight in my own way."

"It would be too boring if it ended like this, and there is still Lu Mingfei hiding, so how about we go to the parking lot to have a duel first, what do you think?" Caesar suggested.

"Okay." Chu Zihang replied.

"Nuo Nuo, aim outside. If you see Lu Mingfei, shoot him out. This kind of hide-and-seek guy really lowers my evaluation of him." Caesar ordered Chen Motong.

"OK, you can just shoot your own, and leave the rest to me." Chen Motong aimed outside the parking lot.

The two sides cut off the communication at the same time, and the doors of the church and the small building were opened almost at the same time.

Chu Zihang was carrying a slender Japanese sword, the blade of which reflected the sunlight, and Caesar was holding a half-meter-long military hunting knife in his hand. The black knife was branded with golden patterns. The two walked towards the parking lot slowly. go.

The two sides in the parking lot stood facing each other, ready to attack at any time.

Chen Motong looked out of the parking lot boredly, so, will Lu Mingfei really come?
Just thinking about this, I found a black figure in front of me, Lu Mingfei is here?
"Wait!" Chen Motong suddenly opened her red eyes wide, "KFC plus Black Samurai? What the hell is this!"

Raising the sniper rifle, I saw in the scope, a burly man wearing a black warrior costume and a KFC hood running powerfully, and the target seemed to be in the direction of the parking lot.

Moreover, while he was running, he moved snakeskin from time to time, as if he was guarding against a sniper's aim. That burly figure and that vigorous posture gave Chen Motong a strong sense of disobedience.

(End of this chapter)