Lethal Impulse

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Chapter 249, National Slave

This war between classes has attracted more and more attention. Those who have not experienced the game of death are stunned. What I have experienced is very shocking with the fighting ability of the first five classes. This surprise attack in the first five classes of high school, both in terms of staffing and armed forces, is perfect.

In particular, this raid made the entire Grade One and Six classes completely unprepared. Defeat in a flash. Now that the sixth and sixth grades of high school have been defeated, the next thing to see is just a massacre.

I watched calmly, with no fear or pity in my heart. After experiencing so much, I have long forgotten this emotion, and the rest is only indifferent.

Li Taiyi and Liu Ying are responsible for protecting me. With their abilities, as long as there is no large group of people besieging me, it should be possible for me to leave safely.

I have to say that I will, although it is the most important in chess games. It is also the most useless.

I do n’t have any special abilities, just like ordinary people. If two people are besieged, the only thing waiting for me is death.

So I have to be careful and careful, I ca n’t even let people know that I am the general.

Silently watching the fierce battle in front of me, I already understood in my heart. The first five grades won steadily.

People in grade one and six are constantly dying, especially some important pieces, such as horses, artillery, and carts, have died a lot. Two of the horses died in a blink of an eye, while one of the guns died and one of the cars died.

At this time, the first six classes of high school are collapsing. In the first and sixth classes of a high school, a boy looked at the door in horror, panic-stricken. This boy is a general in grade one and six.

And beside him, the only car left in the class. His name is Ma Weimin.

"What should I do? They will attack soon, and I will die." The boy said in horror.

"No, we can only run." Ma Weimin said.

"But I ran, what should other people do?" Said the boy, panicked with an inexpressible expression.

"I can't control that much now. If you die, our class will die." Ma Weimin said.

"Well, since that's the case, you **** me away." Said the boy.

When they heard the words, the girls around them looked angrily at them.

"Do you two want to run? This is impossible." A girl shouted angrily as they watched them both.

"Do you think we want to do this? Now they will be killed soon. If we don't run again, the whole class is over." Ma Weimin said.

"But the two of you ran away, which is too unfair," someone said immediately.

"I can't control so much now, and the fifth shift is about to come in. If our team will not run, once the other party kills the team, then we will all die." Ma Weimin finished, directly carrying the boy, and then shouted: "For the whole class, we must leave."

Hearing Ma Weimin saying this, someone immediately stopped speaking, as Ma Weimin said. In this game of death chess, being or handsome is more important than any chess piece.

Once the general or handsome is general, then everyone will die.

"You stand up to me and cover us away." Ma Weimin said looking at the people around him.

Although these people were unhappy, they had to open windows for them. On the first floor where Gaoyi is, you can easily jump off the window.

So Ma Weimin hugged the boy and quickly jumped out of the window.

Others also took the opportunity to run away frantically from the window.

Soon, the first six classes of high school fell, after all, even the generals ran away, and these soldiers also gave up resistance.

This country is dead!

Chen Ziyi walked proudly into the first and sixth classes. Like the emperor who conquered everything, his eyes looked at the people around him, and his voice slowly said: "You did a good job, and the entire first and sixth classes were destroyed by you. "

"Nothing, these are your credit." Yan Feng said flattered.

Chen Ziyi smiled slightly, but did not speak, but looked at the whole sixth grade. Now there are only less than 20 students left in the sixth grade of high school, and most of them are girls.

"Who will be yours? Stand up for me." Chen Ziyi said coldly.

As soon as his words fell, a girl came out tremblingly and said, "He followed Ma Weimin to escape."

"Escaped? It turned out to be this way." Chen Ziyi sneered, and then shouted: "Catch them all for me."

"Yes." Yan Feng nodded excitedly, and then **** all these people.

In class one and class six, in desperation, they can only hold their hands one by one, and then under the surveillance of class one and group five, they bowed their heads and left the class one and six in humiliation.

At this time, they deeply tasted the pain of becoming a national slave.

After losing the generals, they are just a group of poor pawns. In the face of the strong offensive of the first five classes, they can only choose to succumb.

Looking at these people, Chen Ziyi smiled with satisfaction, and then said: "From now on, these people are our spoils."

"Trophy, how to say?" Yan Feng said flattered.

"Huh, since they were defeated, then they are national slaves, and we have no problem how to deal with him." Chen Ziyi said with a sneer.

"Haha, I understand." Yan Feng nodded in surprise, then looked at the captives with a proud voice: "Boss, there are a lot of beautiful girls."

"Then let us enjoy it a little bit, anyway, they are just captives." Chen Ziyi proudly said.

"Yes." Yan Feng nodded and left respectfully.

And soon in the corridor, the high one and five classes escorted the high one and six people, and entered the class.

These people in grade one and six are all ashamed, crying and lowering their heads.

I looked silently at the side and said with emotion: "This is the end of the defeated country. In this game of death chess, you can only succeed. If you fail, the end will be the same as them."

"The first six classes of high school have not yet perished, because theirs will still be there, as long as theirs will still be there. It will not be perished." Li Taiyi said.

I nodded and then dismissed my voice: "But even so, I lost my men and I couldn't make a comeback by just one general."

"Yes, the ending is already doomed. You can't regret it." Li Taiyi said.

"Let's go. I have finished the war." I turned my head and said.

So Li Taiyi escorted me, and we slowly returned to the class.

Sitting in the seat, my mood has not been calm for a long time. I know that we have fallen into a war. If we want to survive, we must overcome one strong enemy after another.

The experience of the first six classes of high school reminds me that once it fails, the ending will be extremely tragic.