Chapter 681: 18. The end of the expedition (5)

For students, although lunch is not as rich as breakfast and dinner, and the dishes are relatively monotonous, the atmosphere of freedom and relaxation is unmatched by the latter two. Unrestrained lunch time is always full of laughter.
But now, the atmosphere in a certain class is extremely tense.
Almost everyone gathers as far away from the podium as possible, and uses desks or something as a bunker. The ladies hide behind them, and in front of them are the fearless boys who act as shields.
Everyone's face tightened, breathing was uneasy, sweat oozed from his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on a figure carefully approaching the podium.
The warrior covered in armor stepped closer to the podium step by step. Every step revealed full cautiousness. When he walked to the podium with only one step left and his hands were slowly raised, everyone invariably put on the so-called sun to watch the whole day Sunglasses that are all fine and masks that are said to be able to prevent poisonous mist from dangerous species, while lowering his body.
If there are officers and men of the Defence Force witnessing this situation, they will think that this is a brave engineer performing detonation operations, then they will instinctively search for shelter, and silently pray for this brother who is serving in the "Bomb Dismantling Force" , Hope the goddess bless him not to die from bomb explosions or poison gas.
But in fact, the gas pods on the podium are not without explosions, nor are anti-infantry mines that every infantry is unwilling to encounter, nor are they connected in series with five large-caliber shells, which is enough to demolish the entire teaching building in an instant IED, but a small square object wrapped in black velvet cloth...also known as a lunch box.
Every student present, including the one who was trembling to release the burden, knew that it was a bento, not a bomb, gas, mine, or something that could cause a lot of casualties in an instant, but in their hearts, all the blood in the world , Horrible, vicious things tied together, its power is not as good as this bento box.
That is a more pure, unilateral exercise of the terrifying existence of destruction.
The dark outer packaging of the funeral suit has been lifted, and the terrifying existence is only a thin lid away from the world.
Mother God bless--
I don't know who brought the head, the students drew a cross on their chest together. Armor-clad warriors swallowed cold and hard saliva into their stomachs, with more and more heavy breathing, the hand on the lid slowly exerted force
"What's wrong? What are you doing?"
Baron Jill de Les pushed the door of the classroom as usual, and after receiving the notice that "Your class is the of mystery and mystery, I don’t know what to do", the class teacher who recovered from the departure (?) of the Opera Garnier quickly Hurry to the classroom and open the closed door
"Teacher, don't...!!!"
"my eyes!!!"
The warnings of the students failed to finish. The baron’s eyes that had just recovered from a
witch
’s
facelift
were hit hard again. The moment the baron fell over his eyes,
My krypton gold glasses!
,
The mask is useless!
, "Help, I can't breathe..." The screams and the crackling sound of the glass shattering and falling to the ground, the dull sound of the human body rolling on the ground, and the screams of the struggling death of the devil and the flying beast...
As a noble school with a long history, the efficiency of the National Magic Campus in responding to emergencies is highly effective.
Less than a quarter of an hour. The teaching building and the nearby area have been completely blocked. Every five yards there is a heavily armed Guard soldier, patrolling around with a double team of domesticated dangerous breeds of "Inflammable Dogs", and excellent gunmen occupy all commanding heights. All channels are equipped with a 6-pound cannon, and there are dragon knights riding on the dragon to guard, and the griffon knights are constantly circled in the sky of the college.
"It looks like a biological research institute...dangerous substance leaked."
Put down the curtain cloth of the infirmary. Cockroaches did not finally say the word "Resident Evil". Although the two are incomparable, the treatment methods are surprisingly similar. The only difference is that no one here wears protective clothing and gas masks, nor does it have tanks, armored vehicles and MDS...
"It's not like it's the same thing."
Roland lying on the bed refuted with the remaining strength, and his voice was as weak as a mosquito.
"That guy's food is the most dangerous substance in the world, there is no one."
The students who were also lying in the ward expressed a high degree of agreement with this, but they could not even speak out.
They didn't eat the stuff that the ghost knew. But the aftermath of the shock alone gave them a deep understanding of what "ultimate dark cooking" is-in an unprepared situation, even without direct contact, the victim can be blinded.
From the corner of the eye, the glare glanced aside, the cockroach's retina was imprinted on the tragedy of the biggest and most direct victim of this "homicide cooking leak".
Poor Baron Gil de Les has not been sober until now, only to see his body curled up, Ricket's hands and feet trembling, a strange blue color on his face, half-closed eyes more than ever Must swell. The swollen stone sticks out of the mouth, and the white foam overflows from the corner of the mouth.
"Really like a frog."
The killer who was responsible for sending the bento commented that he did not care about the feelings of others.
"But I didn't expect anyone to survive after eating that kind of thing. In this sense, you are not like human beings, Master."
"It's your turn."
Just a slight increase in volume almost exhausted the strength, and the stomach that lacked the strength suppression immediately pierced with a grunt, and the already weak face wrinkled up.
Although I've been in contact with someone's dark dishes since I was a child, I have developed a certain level of immunity, but this time... unexpectedly powerful. If it is actually thrown on the battlefield as suggested by the spider, I am afraid that it will really make the warring parties withdraw their troops.
Of course, that is on the premise that there are still people on the front line who can survive.
"If there is nothing wrong, please go back immediately."
Roland said weakly. The cockroach's task is to monitor him for his lunch. As long as he is still here, Roland can't help remembering those terrible foods. There is still some time before dinner. At least during this time, he hopes that he will be better off.
"As you wish."
Unexpectedly, the cockroach bowed cleanly and exited the room.
Looking at the back that disappeared outside the door, Roland frowned.
suspicious.
This does not mean that the cockroach's behavior is suspicious, after knowing the true face of someone's distorted personality. Any of his actions will become suspicious to others. What's more, Cockroach is still a dangerous man who makes fun of killing people, and it is the correct life-saving way to maintain suspicion of him.
But compared to the cockroach's behavior, it is more suspicious to let the killer take charge of the cooking itself.
Maybe that dish is really dangerous. You have to be a skilled and reliable person to take care of the transportation, but is it necessary to have a guy with a serious personality defect and a strong tendency to violence do this?
What's more, from the morning on, the air around the school is a bit wrong, and some strange breaths are lingering around the campus. Then it disappeared quickly.
It seems that some people seem to have moved after the news of "accompanying Wang Nu to the front". This is not surprising. The original spying news was a part of politics. For a behemoth like a consortium, there was a slight disturbance. It will become the focus of attention of all parties.
The problem is that there seem to be a lot of flies.
Even if this is indeed a major event, the practice of directly sending spies is too explicit, not to mention that there are still a lot of rookie and amateur guys.
"Who the hell..."
Just thinking, there was another roar in the abdomen. Roland had to interrupt his thoughts in the pain of the intestine as if it were picked up by the tip of the knife and twisted into a ball.
"That... cooking idiot!!"
A teenager curled up like a caterpillar. Complaining about losing.
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"Oh, I ate everything? It seems that my cooking skills have improved."
With a bright smile, Li Lin's hands were gently twisted, and the great white ape's skull was "snapped" into two parts. After taking out the gray brain, the top adults of the dark cuisine were thrown away and stood up. A 5-meter-high polar dangerous species flew out like garbage and accurately fell into a green vat with "kitchen waste" written on it.
The cockroach stared deadly at the tip of the shoe. Don't dare to say more than one word. The rap in peace days is just like two people.
For granted.
Compared with the dark dishes finally made, Li Lin’s kitchen for making dark dishes is worthy of the honorary title of
thriller
. Even the most cruel and brutal killer, after visiting the private kitchen of the consul, it will become as gentle as a sheep. .
Anatomy room?
Specimen room?
Slaughterhouse?
After entering the kitchen, the first impression is often these. The cage in the corner is filled with trembling animals. Feathers, bones, scales thrown in the trash can, blood on the chopping board and corners that can be handled in the future, beating offal on the plate, various organs suspended in the glass jar...it really looks reminiscent of the front Three types of places. But then, people's senses here will rise to the murder scene.
The white tiles on the walls adhered to large pieces of blood stains distributed in splashes, intestines and unknown visceral fragments stuck to the walls, and the chandelier that didn't know what was wrong suddenly flickered, a white body covered in blood stains A robe, a guy with a brain in his hand walked around, a chainsaw, an axe, a large knife, a mace, a surgical instrument hung on the wall, and a claw like a hand was born in the boiling pot...
No matter who comes to see it, as long as the mind is normal, it will not be considered as a kitchen, and it is more convincing to say that it is a killer's workroom.
"Oh, how is the fly near the school?"
The monkey brain was sliced ​​with a sharp axe, and the fire technique was started at will. The flame was like a flamethrower spraying all the force. The flame was roasting the bottom of the pot. Margarine and luncheon meat fat were turned in the pan, and the monkey brain fell into the oil pan. A scream of "Wolla".
The main course of dinner for Roland was a cow brain burger, but Li Lin ingeniously replaced it with the brain of the great white ape. In addition to the oil, he also prepared a lot of suspicious condiments, and the cockroach that was quickly fainted by the strange smell quickly answered. :
"It's all under surveillance and there are no problems."
"Keep monitoring and report immediately if there is an abnormal situation. If the other party takes the initiative, it will immediately destroy it without leaving a mouth."
"Comply."
With Li Lin's nod, the killer owed, and quickly exited the room. After a while, the communication terminal lights up again, and a smart face is projected in the air.
Werner Best, legal expert at Stasi, doctor of law, member of the occupation policy research team.
Different from colleagues in other countries~EbookFREE.me~Stasi attaches great importance to the academic qualifications of members, especially professionals who study law. Stasi members with relevant law degrees are everywhere. The reason for this situation is, on the one hand, business requirements, and on the other hand, preparation for occupation at some point in the future. After all, it is impossible to rely on the military for everything, and some things are more suitable for legal experts and secret police.
This group of experts has long studied the pros and cons of the occupation policies of various countries, and has a certain degree of research on the local customs and customs. However, in the final analysis, they are all talking on paper, but they only work on the old text records. It is inevitable that they will be out of touch with the current era. situation. Right now there is a rare living sample for them to study, and the Archon naturally does not want his men to miss the golden opportunity.
"Listen, keep an eye on everything that happens to the crown collar, don't miss even the tiniest details."
Stirring the pot full of fat, brain marrow, and chili powder vigorously, Li Lin said singing.
"Treasure well, this is a rare sample of a stupid occupation policy, and it will not be encountered all the time. Don’t thank His Royal Highness Prince Wang for success." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start () Referrals, monthly tickets, and your support are my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read.)