Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 370 Is it just an A-level task?

After some operations, the combat meeting resumed, but the atmosphere could not return to the original.

"After the application of Lu Mingfei, the leader of the Crimson Star Chapter, and Joseph, the chairman of the Lion Heart Society, and the approval of the Executive Minister Schneider, you will get the latest combat equipment developed by the Equipment Department for this mission."

Ye Sheng patted the equipment display cabinet next to him.

"This is plastic steel carapace, which can withstand the shooting of large-caliber rifles at close range."

"This is a PPK pistol using a new type of gunpowder bullet, and its power at close range is equivalent to that of a large-caliber rifle."

He introduced them one by one.

"And what happens if you shoot the carapace with this pistol?"

After the accident just now, the newcomers of the Lionheart Society are no longer so restrained, a boy boldly asked.

After promoting Chinese education for so long, other people also knew the allusion of using the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son, and they laughed lowly.

"Good question."

Ye Sheng said approvingly, then picked up the PPK pistol from the display cabinet, and inserted a bullet into it.

"The great man in Huaguo said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Now, let's practice it."

The bullet was loaded, and the muzzle was aimed at the heart of the carapace.

"Those who are interested can get closer."

Ye Sheng smiled at them.

The chest of the carapace is a curved surface, and the bullet will bounce off with a high probability.

The closer you are, the higher the probability of being hit by a stray bullet.

With the madness of the equipment department, even stray bullets are enough to penetrate the skull.

Ye Sheng's proposal was almost persuading everyone to die.

This senior, who had always been wearing a gentle smile, only now showed the fangs that belonged to the ace commissioner of the executive department.

"I'm interested."

The Lionheart rookie who made the noise stood up first, and then walked to the display case, almost touching the carapace.

"Standing so close, aren't you afraid that stray bullets will blow your head off?"

Ye Sheng smiled sadly.

"I trust Senior Brother Ye Sheng's marksmanship."

The new Lionheart smiled back.

Before being recruited by the executive department in advance, Ye Sheng was also a member of the Lion Heart Club, and was an original core member.

"Yes, what's your name?"

he asked.

"Davis, from Amsterdam, the Netherlands."

"Oh, I know, your red light district is very famous."

Ye Sheng chuckled.

"Senior brother Ye Sheng, if you go to the Netherlands, you can contact me, and I can arrange a one-stop service for you."

Davis also responded with a smile that men could understand.

"Ahem, then there's no need. By the way, why are you wearing sunglasses indoors?"

Sensing the sight of death from the side, he quickly changed the subject.

"Because I have glaucoma."

Davis took off his sunglasses, his pupils protruding slightly from high eye pressure.

"Does it affect the mission?"

Ye Sheng's tone became more serious.

"The medical department has already diagnosed it. As long as you pay attention to protection, it will have no effect."

Davis replied.

While talking, other members of the Lionheart Society also came over, and surrounded the display cabinet with three floors inside and three floors outside.

"Hey, you guys are too active."

Ye Sheng smiled wryly.

It was originally a test of the courage of this group of little lions, but now it has become a test of his marksmanship.

"If Senior Brother Ye Sheng is worried, we can do it for you."

Someone took advantage of the chaos and laughed.

"That's not okay, anyway, I was once a member of the Lionheart Club, so I can't be looked down upon by you"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Sheng raised his hand and shot three times, so fast that it seemed he hadn't aimed at all.

The recoil that could knock ordinary people back could not deform his movements a bit. The bullet hit the carapace's chest, bounced off from a predicted angle, and grazed the cheeks of several Lionheart Club newcomers.

"Good marksmanship."

Someone touched his cheek and gave a compliment.

"A little trick. Well, let's see how the shield is doing."

Ye Sheng said modestly.

Everyone looked at the carapace, and only three inconspicuous dents were left on the shot.

And looking at the bullets embedded in the wall, everyone had an intuitive understanding of the power of the pistol and the defense of the carapace.

"Do we need this level of equipment for our mission?"

Questions were raised.

"Theoretically, it's useless, but it's always right to be prepared. After all, Yan Ling doesn't talk about science."

Ye Sheng shrugged.

"Okay, all students, sit back in your seats, we are going to start the task introduction."

Shutoku Aki applauded.

The discipline of the Lionheart Club is naturally guaranteed. After hearing her words, everyone suppressed their doubts and returned to their seats.

Aki Shutoku walked to the curtain and took over the rhythm of the pre-war meeting.

"You are all elites in Kassel. I will not confiscate your mobile phone. I believe you should know the importance of confidentiality."

She was originally playing the role of mother, but now her expression became serious.

Everyone nodded and turned off their phones consciously.

Aki Shutoku nodded in satisfaction, and turned on the projector.

Several fragmented corpses appeared on the big screen, including men and women, young and middle-aged.

Facing the sudden bloody and strange scene, the newcomers of the Lionheart Society showed uncomfortable expressions, but they did not look away, but watched seriously.

"Well, the quality of this new class is really good."

Ye Sheng nodded while secretly observing.

As a former lion, he naturally hoped that the Lionheart would get better and better.

although
He glanced at Wu Yue, who was looking at the photo of the corpse calmly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

They are all people who have wiped out the entire Banlita base. I have never seen any bloody scenes.

She herself used a high-explosive game console to blow up a dozen Benlita soldiers into piles after piles.

Joseph is a bit too harsh to bring in the monsters of the battle group as competitors.

Ye Sheng mourned for three seconds in silence for his juniors.

"Seeing these photos, did you find anything?"

Aki Tokuro asked.

"These guys are all blond."

A student answered first.

"good."

She nodded.

Although the adjectives blond and blue-eyed are often used to describe Caucasians, blond hair is actually a minority among Caucasians.

Among them, Nordic people have the highest proportion of blondes due to geographical location and genetic mutations.

Due to the immigration of Europe to the New World from the 16th century to the 20th century, there are also certain blond-haired people in the Americas, but the number is not large.

So it's clearly not a coincidence that so many blond men were killed.

"They should all be above the middle income."

Another student also found clues.

"That's right, the family with the worst economic conditions among the victims also ran a laundry."

The United States has a very large immigrant population, and these people usually live in cheap, old-fashioned apartments.

These older apartments are either too small or poorly designed, making access to the washer and dryer inconvenient.

Therefore, laundromats have a great market in the United States, and they are an inconspicuous but profitable industry.

Moreover, since laundromats frequently run small amounts of water, some people also use washing machines to launder money.

The violent acts against the blond middle-income people have roughly constructed the image of the murderer in everyone's mind.

And Jiu De Ya Ji didn't let it go any more, and turned to the next page of the PPT.

(End of this chapter)