How did I become a villain

They didn't know how to hide, so they just stood on the street and shot at the intruders.After shooting out the bullets in the magazine, he was killed by the subsequent counterattack.

The bullet passed through the body, and bloody flowers bloomed on the back one after another. At this time, people are no different from sandbags.

Griffin saw his heart beat faster and felt a little difficult to breathe.

"Richter, Griffin, go support."

Griffin turned his head and found that the fierce instructor who was originally behind him had squatted behind the second line of defense at some point.

"Come on, princess."

The German teenager named Richter looked excited, as if the place he was going to was not hell.

The blond girl actually didn't want to move, but her body was very honest under the reckless gun in the hands of the instructor. She silently followed behind him and ran quickly to the street where she was still resisting.

Princess is Griffin's nickname in the training camp, because she is very beautiful and fits the definition of a princess in everyone's impression.

Some people even secretly thought that she might come from the Hohenzollern family, or the daughter of a Junker noble family.

Of course, in the eyes of others, the word has another meaning.

Princesses are weak burdens, and no matter how hard they exercise, they are no match for real warriors.

She always needs a guardian knight by her side, and now Richter has become Griffin's temporary knight.

But in the boy's mind, he never regarded Griffin, who was traveling with him, as a comrade in arms at all, and he didn't expect her to play a role.

He ran so fast that he left Griffin behind.

In terms of enthusiasm for participating in the war, Griffin is no match for him.

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Volume 3: [-] That Street

Griffin felt that he was actually wronged.

When the empire was advancing all the way, she didn't enjoy the dividends brought by the war. The original owner of the body took away all the benefits. When he came back to block the gun, he disappeared without a trace.

This kind of behavior of eating dry, wiping away, turning around and running, really disgusted the people who came later.

But if this girl hadn't fainted due to excessive use of superpowers during training the day before yesterday, she wouldn't have become a member of the crossing army—but don't expect her to thank the girl for this incident.

Not inviting her to a friendly wrestling match would be considered worthy of my self-cultivation.

The two quickly crossed the noisy street and threw themselves under the roadside bunker.

The sonic boom from the bullet's chamber irritated his ears, and the gunpowder smoke penetrated his nostrils. Griffin held his breath uncomfortably.

"What are you doing here!?" The German soldier who was reloading saw two more children beside him and shouted at them.

Richter answered him loudly with a childish voice: "We are fighters of the Youth League, responding to the call of the Fuhrer and resisting the invaders!"

You responded, not me.

Griffin corrected in his mind.

She held the gun and huddled behind the cover.

The German soldier gave Richter a complicated look.After loading the bullets, he continued to raise the gun and shoot.

Richter held his gun, showing half his head and one eye behind the cover.

"Where are they?"

"Near the ruins on the other side of the street." It was Griffin who replied, hiding under the bunker piled up with sandbags, as if half lying on a comfortable sofa.

"You didn't look up, how do you know?" Richter didn't believe it.

Didn't you take the opportunity to observe the battlefield when you came here?

Griffin doesn't want to answer that kind of question.

"coward!"

Maybe it was the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood on the battlefield that stimulated Richter, and he became a little irritable.Although he was very uncomfortable with Griffin's cowering behavior, he pointed his gun at the direction of the ruins.

After a while, sure enough, a half-protruded gun was found in the rear sight.

He fired immediately.

The bullet missed the target and splashed dust on the mound, and the half of the gun quickly retracted.

The flag was a failure, Richter cursed secretly.

He is the genetic warrior of Hydra, the Aryan superman who protects the German nation, but he can't hit the target.

The anger in his heart became more and more intense, and the irritable air accumulated in his chest, making Richter's handsome face flushed red.

He needs to find a suitable angle to activate his super power, collapse the buildings on both sides, bury all these damned Russians alive, and justify his name!

"cover me!"

After shouting this, regardless of whether others would follow suit, he turned over the bunker and rushed to the crater on the road that was blown out by shells.

The bullet passed him, and Richter sprinted, then rolled into the crater.

Then he stretched out a hand, palm facing the dilapidated residential building on the side of the street.Griffin saw a distorted energy gathering at the front of his palm.

This is the most basic form of expression for the human body to break through the limit and release energy after the blood power is activated.

But this monkey's ambition is too great, he actually wants to collapse a building with this little energy?

Griffin shook his head.

You might as well try to use the ability to lift the cover and expose the Soviet soldiers behind.

Is there a choice between a building and a pile of sandbags, which is heavier?

Sure enough, the building in his hand did not move at all, and it would be difficult to shake it no matter how much strength Richter exerted.In the eyes of outsiders, his behavior was so naive and ridiculous, and the hand exposed outside the crater also exposed his position.

A flurry of flying bullets left him in a dilemma.

"What a worry-free guy."

Griffin set up the gun on the bunker. She has a good shooting view from this position and can lock at least three enemy heads, but she only chooses to suppress.

I'm just a 14-year-old kid anyway, and it's normal to aim and miss.

The girl fired continuously, and ten bullets hit the bunkers in front of the three targets respectively. The dust and stones splashed up blocked their sight, forcing them to give up shooting to avoid.

Taking advantage of this gap, Griffin immediately pulled out the magazine from the armed belt, took out the empty magazine and completed the reloading action at the same time.

Pull the bolt and load it.

The Russian on the opposite side just wanted to poke his head out, but she hit him back again.

Stop sticking out, I really don't want to hit you guys.

Griffin didn't feel a little fun in such a behavior of whacking a mole, and she began to feel a little irritable.

Why isn't there a cloth tearing machine here? If I have a cloth tearing machine in my hand, none of you will even think about looking up.

Several members of the National Commando rushed up from behind, all of them were over 60 years old, and two of them came to the bunker where Griffin was.Others filled other lines of defense, and two more tried to rush to further forward bunkers, but were shot and fell down the road.

Looking at their old faces and gray beards, Griffin felt very uncomfortable when they were supposed to be enjoying the blessings of life but they had to fight on the battlefield for the rise and fall of the country and the survival of the nation.

Her heart is too soft, and she can't see the embarrassment of an elderly person who is busy running around.

Why didn't she know that her behavior was evasion, like Kira's behavior of not looking at the cockpit would only make her face more and more enemies, as long as the enemies in front of her did not disappear, the old people and children behind would have to keep was sent to this line of defense.

At this time, she suddenly had the idea of ​​wanting to make all the enemies disappear.

The idea of ​​the monkey just now is probably the same as mine.

She grabbed the old man who wanted to charge.

"Stop rushing forward." Looking at the other party's cloudy eyes, Griffin took a deep breath. "let me."

"cover me!"

She yelled to those around her, grabbed her rifle, and pulled herself out of cover.

The bullets behind her quickly became denser in a short period of time, and Griffin knew that this explosive firepower would not last long, and she had to find a new bunker as soon as possible.

The Russians on the other side of the street also spotted the lone charging child, but as long as she had a weapon in her hand, there was no possibility of a ceasefire.

The cover from the rear made the bullets in front lose their aim. Griffin bent his waist, ran out of the Z-shaped route with his hands and feet, and finally rolled into the crater in front.

Richter, who was hiding inside, was startled by someone who came in suddenly. He was stepped on by Griffin just as he was about to raise his gun.

"It's me." The blond girl sitting on his ankles patted the dust off her body, even though it didn't help. "Are you crying?"

She noticed the tear stains on the other's face.

"No!" Richter wiped his face, but the mud on his hands made his face even dirtier.

Although Griffin didn't say anything, he still felt that he must be embarrassed and embarrassed now.

"Are you hurt?"

"Go away, I don't want your concern!" Richter shouted loudly.

In the eyes of the conceited boy, the girl's greetings are more like a humiliation.

"I'm just asking casually." Griffin shrugged indifferently and said something that made people angry.She looked at the building outside the crater. The artillery blasted a corner of it, but the rest of the building still stood there tenaciously. "You want to bring this building down, right?"

"Of course I would, but it's too strong." Richter said lowly.

This was the worst moment of his life.

He had clearly grabbed hold of the wall, but couldn't drag it down.

Only then did he realize how weak his own strength was.

The reality destroyed his self-confidence and self-esteem that he had built up for a long time at that moment.When he realized that he was powerless, he could no longer face the hail of bullets outside the crater, and could only hold his head and sob here.

He is not a qualified Aryan superman, not only failed himself, but also failed everyone's expectations.

But at this time, the most despised Griffin bumped into his vulnerable side.

"That's because your approach is wrong," Griffin said.In just a short while, the girl has found a solution.She looked at Richter. "Do you want to try again?"

Volume 4: [-] Those People

"Can you do it?" Richter asked suspiciously.He shook his head negatively. "What you can't do, you are the one with the weakest control over energy among us, and I rank higher than you. How can you do things that even I can't do?"

...What good will it do you for you to beat me like this?

Griffin rolled his eyes.

"If I dare to come here, there must be a way."

Otherwise, what do you think I did here?Did you come here on purpose to die in love with you?

"What are you going to do?" Richter asked, wiping his nose.

Griffin didn't answer right away, but asked back. "Do you still have the strength?"

"Of course!" The girl's tone and eyes hurt him, and he immediately patted his chest and said loudly.

"I'll grab that place..." Griffin pointed to the wall of the building that was blown through, and then pointed to the roof. "You are in charge there."

"no problem."

If he fails again, it can only show that he is ashamed of the upbringing of the country, and he will rush out to wash away his shame with blood.

"Then do it. Three, two, one!"

While speaking, Griffin stretched out her hands, and an invisible energy gathered from her palms, and stretched forward under the guidance of the spirit, until the fingers felt the feeling of touching the wall.

Soldiers on both sides of the crater diplomacy did not notice that this force was happening right under their noses.

"Two hands?"

Noticing the magnitude of this energy, Richter looked at her suspiciously.

Can this be done?

"Ah, don't tell me you never thought about it." As soon as the words fell, Griffin felt his hand reach into it and buckle the load-bearing column of the building.

She tries to tug.

As expected, the building leaned slightly.