Dragon Clan: Write a diary, why is it Shura Field every day?

Chapter 37 Dragon Invasion
Since women's evening gowns and skirts are designed without pockets, most women have a variety of ways to hide their phones when they are in public.

Some people, like Susie, stuffed their phones into their stockings, some hid them in their sleeves, and some even boldly took them out from their chests.

Women's potential should never be underestimated. In order to maintain beauty and elegance, and to be calm and generous, they can do many things that others think are impossible.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and Susie's hand holding the phone suddenly stopped.

"Slow Sheep, Soft, Red Wolf, Gray Wolf, don't look at me as just a sheep~"

The cell phone rang cheerfully. People around me cast their eyes at me. This was the equivalent of social death.

Susie's bright face was flushed, and the red evening dress with a high slit on one side left a lot to the imagination.

She first hung up the annoying phone call, then pointed at Ye Yang with an angry look on her face, "Nono!"

"Did you touch my phone again?" Nuo Nuo subconsciously shrank back and hid behind Ye Yang, with an expression that said, "I'm safe as long as you can't see me."

After the prank was successful, she laughed triumphantly like a little witch.

Ye Yang didn't need to turn around. Just by listening to the ringing sound, he could feel how proud the little red-haired witch was.

"Everyone!"

"The time for celebration has come to an end!"

A deep and hoarse voice suddenly echoed in the room, full of ominous foreboding, just like those villains on the screen. Ye Yang looked up and saw that Caesar had already answered the phone and set the call to speakerphone, allowing the man's voice to spread throughout the room.

"Now."

"Please go to the window and look towards the school gate."

"I prepared this especially for you."

"remember."

“When guests come to visit, the host should be well prepared.”

These words are undoubtedly a naked provocation, just like showing off the trump card in a card game, without any disguise. This arrogant attitude is extremely arrogant. This is simply blatant contempt.

In Amber Hall, the elites of Kassel Academy changed their expressions drastically, because the same voice rang in each of their mobile phones, and this voice made their hearts tremble.

People walked towards the window, but they didn't need to get close. The moonlight tonight was particularly bright, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of Amber Hall were transparent and spacious. Even if you stood far away, you could clearly see the situation at the school gate.

There is nothing special about the gate of Kassel College. It is just a carved iron gate with Western art style.

In other words, it's just an ordinary big iron door.

After all, Kassel College is a college, not a bank vault. There is no gold inside, so naturally there is no need for a fortress-like gate.

One might think that no madman would be so bored as to run halfway up a mountain to rob a college.

This is both laborious and thankless. It would be easier and more cost-effective to rob a roadside supermarket.

However, sometimes things just don't make sense.

Today, Kassel College encountered such a group of crazy and unreasonable lunatics.

Still, everyone stared nervously at the gate, which seemed calm and peaceful despite the moonlight.

In the Amber Pavilion, the other party could accurately identify every musician who played the strings, and even every waiter who provided service. The other party had a detailed understanding of personal information and remembered phone numbers like the back of his hand, which showed his high hacking skills. Such meticulous preparation could not be just for a joke. Nono might have done this because she liked pranks, but it was obvious that she was not the mastermind of this incident.

Suddenly, there was a shocking explosion! The peaceful school gate instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the carved iron gate full of Western artistic atmosphere was thrown into the air, up to 20 or 30 meters high.

Norma, who is in charge of campus security, took immediate action, and the shrill sound of the alarm echoed throughout the college.

Amid the shrill sound of the alarm, more than a dozen motorcycles rushed in from the main gate, as if no one could stop them, and quickly drove into the blind spot of people's sight and disappeared into the night. This was obviously a carefully planned invasion, otherwise it would not have been executed so quickly and in an orderly manner.

"Dragon invasion!"

"Dragon invasion!"

"New students please stay in the dormitory and ensure your safety." "Those who have participated in battlefield survival training, please pick up your weapons immediately and prepare to fight." "Please follow the regulations and block all exits."

Norma's command echoed throughout the academy.

Lu Mingfei was shocked and didn't know what to do. He wanted to ask his senior brother how to deal with this situation. He had been in Kassel College for seven years and should have a lot of experience.

However, when he turned back to look for his senior brother, he found that Finger had already opened the back door and was about to sneak back to the dormitory. Lu Mingfei was very surprised.

He thought, "Brother, you pretended to be a freshman and sneaked back to the dormitory, but how could you be so heartless? I am a freshman, and we are still in the same dormitory. When you escaped, couldn't you take a few more seconds to drag me, a frightened junior, with you?"
At the entrance of Amber Hall, the personnel of the Equipment Department had already parked the equipment support vehicle. The door was opened, and inside was full of powerful automatic weapons of various models, common and uncommon, and even heavy weapons. In terms of equipment support, the Equipment Department never disappoints.

The main door of Amber Hall was slowly opened by someone inside.

The men took off their restrictive suit jackets, unbuttoned the collars of their white shirts to the third button, and skillfully loaded bullets into the magazines one by one. The sound of bolts being pulled was endless.

Not long ago, these ladies were dancing at the party, showing off their graceful postures, looking fragile and charming. But now, they raised their weapons, their skirts fluttering as they ran, and the guns in their hands exuded a cold murderous aura.

Susie got her Barrett sniper rifle as she wished. This is a powerful weapon that can destroy heavy equipment with one shot. It is a real destructive weapon that can smash the target to pieces.

Susie glanced at her phone and saw that the target location marked by Norma was Valhalla.

"Can anyone explain what happened?" Professor Mans Rundstedt walked into the library's monitoring room and asked. "Why did the dragons suddenly invade?" As the head of the executive department, Professor von Schneider had already arrived at the monitoring room.

His eyes were fixed on the large screen on the wall. Many dots of light were flashing on the screen, each representing the position of a student.

Two professors from the academy, Manstein and Guderian, also hurried into the monitoring room.

"Could this be a false alarm?" Professor Guderian rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"Norma's judgment has never been wrong." Professor von Schneider replied coldly.

Manstein's face was filled with disbelief. "In centuries, this is the first time a dragon has attacked the academy, right?"

Professor Mans Rundstedt suddenly realized something, "I understand."

"Their goal is..."

He paused, then continued, "In the last operation, we obtained an extremely important item from Daxia."

"It is stored in the 'Ice Cellar' with the highest security level. These intruders must be coming for that item." Professor von Schneider's eyes flashed with a gleam. "Then our mission is very clear. We must protect the 'Ice Cellar' from being violated."

"The 'Ice Cellar' has three entrances, namely Valhalla, the church and the library," Guderian said. "Norma is guarding here, so the only ones left are Valhalla and the church."

"The Executive Department is short-handed, and many of them have been sent out on missions." Professor von Schneider said, "We can only rely on those students with high bloodlines now."

(End of this chapter)