Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 90
Finger was so frightened that the Yanling Bronze Throne opened, and the enhanced explosive power made him roll away all at once.

Just kidding, this is a handheld M2 heavy machine gun modified by the Equipment Department.

The original M2 heavy machine gun is already a lightly armored killer, let alone the improved version of the equipment department.

Those crazy blasters not only changed the caliber of its bullets to 14.5mm, but also changed the rate of fire from 500 rounds per minute to 1500 rounds per minute.

What's even more outrageous is that they replaced all the bullets with instant explosive bombs!
Even if the mass of the human body is not enough to trigger the action of the penetrating tube and the detonator, after a certain period of time, the flame of the luminous agent will ignite the explosives inside.

These guys must be rushing to beat up their teammates!

Finger, who got in the way, slipped away, and Chu Zihang pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Although at Lu Mingfei's request, the equipment department installed a brake on the improved M2, the huge recoil still made Chu Zihang's upper body keep leaning back.

He endured it silently, his feet nailed to the ground like nails.

Lu Mingfei was able to train day and night in the "Cage of Pain", so the pain was nothing.

Constipation-thick bullets shot out like thinning out, and the guards in black were shot through without any resistance, and then were blown to pieces by the subsequent explosion.

Pairs of golden pupils light up and go out, even mixed races are no different from ordinary people in front of this kind of firepower.

Word Ling can withstand the attack of heavy machine guns, but it takes time to release.

The rate of fire of 25 rounds per second made it too late for them to read the dragon text that symbolized power.

One minute later, the massacre ended, and the Bliss Pavilion had become a hell of limbs and arms.

Seeing all this, Sakurai Kogure suddenly felt a little sad.

The demons use violence and cruelty to control their underworld, but when faced with real violence, they are only weak.

However, it was also because they were caught off guard.

If the information had been received earlier, with the strength of the fierce ghosts, such heavy weapons could also be obtained.

When she saw Fingal holding up a bazooka with a red grimace painted on it and pointing it at the ceiling of the Bliss Pavilion, she finally couldn't help it.

The Bliss Pavilion was built by Sakurai Kogure with painstaking efforts. It is not only a symbol of her status, but also a manifestation of her self-worth, and it cannot be destroyed like this.

"Guest, can I make a call?"

Sakurai Kogure said.

Lu Mingfei took her right hand instead of answering.

Sakurai Kogure shook his arms, and took out a small mobile phone from his pocket.

She didn't make a call, but just pressed a few buttons according to a certain pattern.

Lu Mingfei didn't care what she was doing, if it was to call people to besiege them, that would be exactly what she wanted.

When he was in the Warband, the thing that bothered him the most was chasing Eldar pirates.

Those pointy-eared boats are fast and flexible, and there are various escape devices such as psionic camouflage.

Capturing a few Eldar pirates is more tiring than fighting an entire Chaos Space Marine gang.

And their lair is more tightly hidden than their ship, even Slaanesh couldn't find the location of the Ark World, let alone Lu Mingfei.

If he could find the old nest of the Eldar, he must first throw dozens of extermination virus torpedoes as a greeting gift.

In Lu Mingfei's view, this group of depraved hybrids who call themselves "Fierce Ghosts" are very similar to the Dark Eldar.

They all like to sneak around, play tricks, put on airs, seek pleasure, modify genes wantonly, and all have a base camp of extravagance.

If this woman could call their main force, it would at least save more than half of his time.

"Guests, please wait a moment, the adults will be here soon."

Sakurai Kogure bowed his head and said, like a servant in charge of reception.

"how long?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"It's not for me to ask about the itinerary of the adults, but I will definitely not keep the distinguished guests waiting for a long time."

Sakurai Kogure said.

He ignored her words, but gestured to Chu Zihang and Finger.

In the past few weeks, Lu Mingfei has additionally joined the training of the battle group's instructions in the daily training. Now Chu Zihang and the others know what to do when they see his gestures.

The two swiftly removed several other equipment boxes from the car, and removed the equipment inside.

Modular position structure, this is what Lu Mingfei did when forging weapons.

It sounds quite tall, but in fact the most advanced part is the plastic steel formula.

This is the basic training item that the warband uses to train the recruits' fortification skills, but it is enough to deal with these fallen hybrids.

A piece of plastic steel plate was quickly assembled according to the reserved interface, and a small fortress was built on the clean ground of the Bliss Hall.

Several thick and long barrels protrude from the shooting holes, and there are two large shooting holes that are not for firing guns at first glance.

Seeing Gokuraku Hall turned into a battlefield, Sakurai Kogure could no longer maintain a calm and reserved look.

Although the fierce ghosts are very powerful, they are still gangsters after all, and they are used to assassination, kidnapping, and black shooting.

But the action style of these three people is like a battle-hardened veteran, planning to have a head-on battle with them.

Why did two groups of forces with completely different styles get together?

Sakurai Kogure couldn't figure out when they offended these fierce gods.

If it's for "divine blood", just spend money to buy the formula from them, and it's not impossible to just give it away.

It can't really be the FBI, even if it is, then you should go to the Mexicans.

Her hand slid quietly on the phone, and the next second her arm was folded backwards.

A short scream sounded and disappeared, Sakurai Kogure bit her lip, not allowing herself to let out another cry of pain.

"This Japanese girl is really fierce."

Fingel, who saw this scene in the shooting hole, sighed.

If it was him, he should hold this charming female manager mouth to mouth and feed him wine at this time.

Unfortunately, she fell into the hands of Junior Brother Lu.

The team leader of my family doesn't understand what it means to be sympathetic to women. Akina Sakai was beaten by him every day until she couldn't get out of bed. None of the female students in the academy who were more capable of beating escaped his cruel hands.

After a long wait, a long song came into the Bliss Pavilion.

The accent is extremely weird, like a goose being strangled by someone.

This is the Japanese Noh singing method. If they can understand Japanese, they will know that it is the story of Izanami and Izanaki.

Izanami is the god of wood in Japanese mythology and the god of filth in the underworld.

Legend has it that she and her elder brother Izanagi walked around the Jade Pillar of the Sky, praised each other after meeting, and then gave birth to the Japanese gods and the Japanese Yashima.

However, what the visitor sang was not the story of the Japanese gods, but the first child of these two gods.

Their first union gave birth to an offspring, but a deformed child with underdeveloped bones, like a leech.

So they put the child in a reed boat and let it float away on the current, not counting their children.

In Japanese mythology, this leech fell into the mortal world, but eventually became the most popular and widely loved Ebisu God, ranking first among the Seven Lucky Gods.

But in this story, the abandoned deformed child sinks into the bottomless abyss, struggles to climb up to see a glimmer of sunlight, and eats every day the carrion of bugs and rats.

He hated it immensely, hated the creator god who created him as an ominous thing, hated the brothers and sisters who enjoyed sunshine and respect.

But he is eager, eager to return to the mother god's womb to conceive again.

This time, he will definitely grow into a perfect, great, and supreme god.

Sakurai Kogure listened silently, she knew that this ballad was written for them, and that the demons are a group of deformed monsters.

Carrying the blood of God, but due to congenital defects, he degenerated into a ghost.

Compared with the high-ranking Sheqi Bajia who eat black and white, they are just carrion-eating ghouls.

He Yegang shivered between Finger and Chu Zihang.

It should be said that he was very lucky. After the round of gunfight just now, his butt was scratched.

Fingel saw that his road was still useful, so he dragged him into the fortification.

"What is he yelling about?"

asked Fingal.

So He Yegang briefly translated for them.

"This Japanese mythology is perverted enough."

Fingel sneered.

Chu Zihang thought to himself that your Nordic mythology is not strong enough. The light elves and dark elves are both transformed by maggots, and the giant ancestor Ymir and the cow are not clear.

In fact, the creation myths of all countries are almost the same. After countless years of evolution, they have combined the three views from primitive society to feudal society. It is normal for modern people to find spicy eyes.

With the sound of a clapper, the singing stopped, and the mountain was silent again.

Lu Mingfei closed his eyes, his ears trembling slightly.

"coming."

After a while, he opened his eyes and said.

Hissing and rubbing sounds came towards the Bliss Hall from all directions, like ten thousand snakes approaching.

"It's a great pleasure to have friends from afar, but it's not in the right way for a guest to be so rude to our Miss Sakurai."

On the second floor of Gokkakukan, a man wearing a Noh mask is standing on it.

The face on the mask has blood-red lips, rust-black teeth, and a pair of slender eyes that are more or less white and black.

This is the face of ancient Japanese officials. It is said that they like to stain their teeth with rust and decorate their pale lips with the blood of young girls.

This person who seemed to have stepped out of history looked down at the crowd, the bright lights of the Bliss Pavilion shone on him, but he didn't feel the slightest light.

The black feathers are like a black hole, trying to drain all the light, heat, and beautiful things in the world to fill the never-satisfying greed.

"My lord general."

Although unable to kneel down, Sakurai Kogure bowed her head in respect.

This is the general king, the supreme leader of the demons, the one who holds the authority to fulfill wishes.

In places covered by the power of ghosts, his words are more useful than those of the prime minister.

"Thank you, Miss Sakurai."

General Wang said gently, he didn't seem to be angry at all for her being captured.

"Subordinates are terrified."

Sakurai Kogure lowered his head, not daring to meet the general's eyes.

As a senior cadre of the Ghost Clan, she certainly knew that the Gongqing in front of her was not a kind old man, but a man-eating monster.

"Guest, you."

Gongqing spoke again, and three .60 Beowulf rounds blocked his mouth.

Then blasted even the mouth and mask into rotten meat.

"Why do the villains always like to talk a lot of nonsense?"

Looking at this scene, Chu Zihang couldn't help asking.

Fingel scratched his head and replied uncertainly.

"Probably for more playing time?"

For the first time, Chu Zihang felt that Kassel's words of shame made sense.

"Lu Jun, Kassel taught you to be a bad boy."

Another person wearing a mask of a public official came out and said in a regretful tone.

(End of this chapter)