The full moon hangs high outside the window, and the dense fog is obscured from time to time. The residual light is mixed with the neon of the distant city, and the dark red streamers are like blood.
Heavy breathing came from the abandoned factory, and the air smelled of blood.
"Melissa, I love you... I love you!"
"Melissa, I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"
"Sorry! I love you! Sorry! I love you! Sorry! I love you..."
“……”
The shadows in the darkness fluctuate up and down, and talk like madness. The faces covered by the shadow are sometimes ferocious, sometimes painful, sometimes infatuated and sometimes gentle.
Scattered limbs were lost everywhere, and the viscous blood was like a gurgling stream, drawing the pattern of death on the ground to illustrate the cruelty of this scene.
The only trunk left on the ground vibrated with the action of the figure above. The owner's blond hair was scattered in disorder. The fixed anger and panic on her face told of her resistance. The original noble and decent clothes were stained with blood. In the dark environment, only the silver semi decadent world tree badge occasionally reflected a ray of light.
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Kassel college, early morning, another beautiful day.
Lu Chen got up and stood in front of the window to stretch his muscles and bones. Finger also woke up early and was doing business with his notebook.
"By the way, younger martial brother, don't you wonder who bought the most of your photos?"
Finger turned his head and gave a bad smile.
"Isn't milanella?"
Lu Chen wondered. He also vaguely heard about the wealth of milanella's family.
"No, no, no, milanella is just your first fan at the lion heart club, but she doesn't buy the most."
Finger waved his fingers, a mysterious look, and looked very beaten.
"Who is that?"
When getting up in the morning and dressing, Lu Chen doesn't mind having some nutritious conversations with finger.
"It's your own elder martial sister, Lucia."
Finger's words almost choked Lu Chen who was drinking water.
Lucia!?
He hasn't seen this elder martial sister for some time after he entered school. After all, he is not in the same grade. Later, he has finger, an old slick. He has nothing to ask her.
In Lu Chen's impression, elder martial sister doesn't seem to say high and cold, but she is also a very serious person.
"Hey, hey, I said that for younger martial brother, your type, in fact, it pokes some points of elder martial sisters in the new year. Besides, she has been with you for some time."
Finger grinned and picked his eyebrows.
"You have some problems with your words. What does it mean? After a while, she just picked me up and brought Chu Zihang to the college."
Lu Chen rolled his eyes. After washing, he picked up his mobile phone and was ready to go to class. This morning, it was the headmaster's class again. It's not good to be absent from class.
But when he picked up his cell phone and looked at the time, the mail bell rang, and he received a new email, a notice from Norma.
"Ai031718s, Lu Chen, please report to conference room 1012 of the executive department building within 30 minutes after receiving this email."
Lu Chen looked at finger, who was still pasted with water, and said in his heart, isn't it a coincidence? Finger just told himself about the war practice class yesterday, and it seems to be coming today.
After cleaning up, push the door and set out.
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The meeting room of the executive department was in a solemn atmosphere.
A man stood in front of a huge projection screen with a serious look, while Schneider sat in a nearby chair, behind which was a cart carrying an oxygen tank, with an unknown expression on his face covered by a mask.
The 20 seats on the long table below are full of figures. Nearly half of the old commissioners are class A, while the freshmen present are all of class a descent, with one exception, the S-class sitting in front.
Not all the meetings before the departure of the mission will be attended by Schneider, which shows the seriousness of the situation.
"Let me introduce myself first. Philip Cummings, the Commissioner of the executive department and the executive officer of this mission, is responsible for the arrangement of your mission. I won't say much about me in detail. I believe you are not interested. Please turn off your mobile phone before entering the theme to avoid the possibility of information leakage."
The Commissioner could not stand in front of the screen because he was very nervous.
There was no murmur of conversation. Everyone turned off their mobile phones and looked up at the big screen, which meant that Philemon could continue.
Filimon is very satisfied with the performance of freshmen. He is worthy of being an elite of class a descent. He is silent, efficient and obedient.
"Well, then I'll start talking about the content of this task. Please be prepared and watch the big screen."
With that, he didn't play it immediately, but looked at these elites.
Lu Chen also wondered, what is this? Wait for them to take a deep breath?
What is it that they should be prepared to release?
But then, with a light electric pen in hand, Filimon opened the slide on the screen.
"Hiss -"
"Vomit -"
There were sounds of cold breath and retching, but they were all very short. As Philemon said, either the Commissioner of the executive department or the most elite A-level of freshman in this room soon subsided, and the riot lasted less than a second.
The content on the screen is undoubtedly influential. Even Lu Chen, who is used to fighting on the battlefield, can't help shrinking his pupils.
It was a woman whose limbs were torn apart, leaving only the trunk of the upper body intact. It seemed that there were terrible experiences before and after death. The cruel breath was introduced into the room through the image, which made some people out of breath for a moment.
The picture on the screen switched. This time, it was replaced by a tall blonde wearing a black windbreaker, holding a large caliber sand eagle with cold eyes.
"Kassel college, grade 03, Executive Department Commissioner Marian Hirsch, lineage rating A, Yin Lei Yin Yin Yin, class a tasks completed twice, class B 12 times, is an elite like you."
Philemon added an emphasis to the last sentence.
The scene was silent for a moment. The A-level freshmen were proud, but seeing this cruel and bloody scene and the glorious achievements of their predecessors, they could not lift their arrogant heads and say they were different. It was reckless and arrogant and disrespectful to the dead.
"Such an elite died miserably under the target. I hope you will realize the seriousness of this matter first. The execution department has determined this task as AA level. It should have been handled by the ace Commissioner of the execution department. It can't be used as a war practice class to practice for you."
At this point, his eyes scanned until Lu Chen in the front row stayed for another second. The meaning could not be more obvious.
"Because we have an S-class."
Lancelot raised his hand, opened his mouth and looked at Lu Chen.