Dragon Race: My boss is Lu Mingze

This silent campus suddenly turned into some kind of giant battlefield, with countless figures flashing past every building.

Two groups of men in black and crimson combat uniforms fought fiercely in a parking lot in front of the church.

There was also a group of people wearing red and white combat uniforms trying to fish in troubled waters, but they were beaten back by both sides turning their guns in unison.

Seeing countless bullets flying in the air, Lu Mingfei's scalp felt numb.

The world in front of him suddenly darkened, and the teams of humans in combat uniforms running and shooting between floors seemed to have dragon heads on their heads.

Lu Mingfei was so frightened that he almost threw the sniper rifle out of his hand.

Yes, he finally woke up, and he knew where he was now.

He was leaning against the wall in the passage of a teaching building somewhere in Kassel College.

It's not a battleground in World War II, nor is it an international peacekeeping force maintaining world peace. This is a campus event called Freedom Day.

During this day, students can enjoy activities without being punished by school rules, but damn, why should I participate in this kind of competition.

Isn't he a little transparent, isn't he a waste, this place is the dragon's nest, the dragon's nest, those people can't be regarded as complete human beings.

Look at that strong man over there, he just raised his hand and jumped down from the third floor with a plop.

In the air, the muzzle of the M4 carbine spewed violent fireworks.

This difficult movement was completed like a Hollywood action blockbuster, sweeping away a large number of students in red combat uniforms.

Landed a roll, hid behind a door, as if nothing happened.

This is the third floor, ah, the third floor. A normal person would at least sprain his feet if he jumped down, not to mention falling to his death.

Lu Mingfei felt that something was wrong.

He was like the only little white rabbit in the dragon's lair, holding his head in his hands, thinking hard about what was wrong.

This is too abnormal. When I was a child, I was a passerby myself. At most, I brushed my presence when I was running errands for the goddess.

But when did he start, he became the kind of person who could be pinned on by others.

His body was shaking, not with fear but with excitement.

The body began to tremble with excitement, and Xia Tian's serious and ridiculous eyes kept flashing in his mind.

"You are S rank, this is your first show"

He suddenly thought of when it started, the moment he pierced through the dragon's brain, the huge body twitched and struggled under Lu Mingfei's gun.

A strong sense of accomplishment filled Lu Mingfei's body violently, and he threw it fiercely into the sky that day.

The sense of accomplishment that he had never had before, was somehow found here!In this dragon-slaying academy, he thought.

Perhaps, he is suitable for ~ Tu Long!

Could it be that he was very frustrated in school before and couldn't find anything to be proud of, all because he was in a society of normal people and had nowhere to use his dragon-slaying skills?
Lu Mingfei couldn't help feeling a little swollen, like a strong man who was drunk, and he was a little ecstatic.

He glanced at the sniper rifle that Xia Tian left for him, the dark muzzle reflected the dazzling sunlight, and the match-grade barrel was screwed to the receiver, full of endless beauty.

It was a Walther WA2000 sniper rifle, an outstanding work of Carl Company. As a senior military fan, Lu Mingfei knew that the collection value of this gun was far greater than the practical value.

Out-of-print guns, ultra-rare, there are no more than twenty guns in stock in North America, and more than a dozen of them are still treasured by the president of Carl's North American Division.

The market price of a complete set is close to [-] US dollars each, and it is a well-deserved king of sniper rifles.

Compared with the Bartley M82, known as the "sniper", its barrel is shorter and less than one meter in length, which is very good for concealment.

In terms of design precision, it is even more top-notch, but its power is not as good.

But it is very suitable for the moment, no matter how powerful you are, the person you hit will be killed in one shot, the result of Frigga's bullet exploding.

It's useless to ask for such high damage.

Lu Mingfei leaned against the wall and slowly climbed the stairs. Fortunately, this building seemed to be in a remote corner. Although it was also in the center of the battlefield, it was obviously not as intense as the parking lot.

He bent his waist and sneaked forward. From time to time, a few stray bullets flew over his head, bursting out red smoke.

It's really not live ammunition, it's just anesthesia ammunition, it's just that the momentum is a bit loud.

Real person CS, Lu Mingfei's eyes burned, I'm familiar with this.

He used to play CS with the IMB laptop without a mouse, and he could hit every shot with the red dot. Later, he played StarCraft because he was too bored.

This event, called Freedom Day, was completely on the gun.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth, he poked his head out, shot the Desert Eagle several times in his hand, and moved his fingers regularly.

A few crisp sounds came, and Lu Mingfei didn't even take a second look. He could tell from the sound that all three bullets had hit, and the local personnel lying under the window sill on the opposite building were "killed", and it was too late to report their location.

Lu Mingfei has already climbed to the highest floor of this building, although his vision is still somewhat limited, because the building he is in is not the tallest building in this area.

But for an experienced CS old player, it's not a super bad situation.

Lu Mingfei held the Walther WA2000, which is less than one meter in length, and half-kneeled to observe the surroundings. As a high-precision long-range sniper rifle with the highest accuracy, in Lu Mingfei's hands, it is almost a god-blocking and killing god. The artifact that blocks and kills Buddha.

The puffy sniper gunfire was covered by the intense gunfire on campus, and no one could pinpoint the sound of a specific building.

1, 2, 3. Lu Mingfei turned into a killing god at this moment, and he didn't know how many students wearing black and red combat uniforms he shot and killed.

A strong sense of accomplishment rose from the bottom of his heart, and for the first time, he felt a sense of belonging to this academy.

This is something he has never experienced in his ten years of student career.

The magnetic voice of the vice president of Jersey came from his earphones. President Xia Tian went a little late because he brought himself to report.

The Jersey vice-president took over the command channel quite naturally.

"Attention all directions, attention all directions, there are people on top of the church, there are people on top of the church." The voice of Vice President Jersey appeared on the channel, "The flag is on the top of the church, whoever pulls down the flag will win."

"Shoot him!" The vice-chairman's voice came into Lu Mingfei's ears unhurriedly.

He turned the muzzle of the Walther WA2000, and a young man in black combat uniform appeared in the sniper rifle's field of vision. At this moment, he was stretching out his hand to seize the victory flag of Freedom Day.

The flag with the World Tree pattern fluttered, and that hand was about to grab that flag.

But a slightly dull sound of a sniper rifle sounded, and the flag on the white background was dyed a little red.

"Good job"

The voice of the vice president of Jersey came again, but this time, it was always the cold vice president, with obvious joy in his tone.

"Lu Mingfei, you did a good job."

It is the voice of summer.

Of course he knew who the sniper who shot the top of the church was.

On a campus where the spirit of speech cannot be used, Lu Mingfei is the uncrowned king, he just needs to be given a little confidence.

He will be able to "collapse" and bloom.

As I said, today is your show.

Lu Mingfei!
Xia Tian's body is covered in red, which is the color of Frigga's bullets exploding around him. Considering the final stage of ammunition and food, he may have to fight with a bayonet, and he has an extra one on his back. Knight sword with scabbard.

The exposed hilt is in the shape of a cross, and the bazooka on the shoulder, which has been modified by the equipment department, is emitting green smoke.