Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 162: Fight for dignity!

In the past hundred years, there has never been a large-scale fighting incident, because it was too bloody and cruel, and all the students of the two grades were pulled in to engage in a group melee! At that time, no one can control themselves, panic, anger, surrender, shame, all kinds of factors will make people lose control. Historically, there have been huge numbers of casualties in Dawudou, which is also an important reason why Daxiedou has been silent for a hundred years.

Of course, when the words of the big gun fight came out, not only the tenth graders were stunned, but even the seventh graders present, those Class A students who followed Ling Lan were also shocked. They were informed that the female students in the seventh grade B class were bullied by the tenth grade seniors, Filled with righteous indignation, they resolutely came to help, but they didn't expect that Ling Lan and Wu Jiong, who took the lead, would directly make this matter so big.

However, everyone couldn't help but feel excited. If the big weapon fight that made the Scouts' life a hundred years ago can be reproduced in their hands... it will be so fucking enjoyable!

"Brother Xu, their number is not enough, only 89 people..." A tenth grade student quietly reminded the leader not to panic, this is probably a kind of intimidation method by the seventh grade, they can't mess up by themselves.

Brother Xu was reminded by his companions, after a closer look, it was indeed so, and he immediately calmed down. Indeed, who would be so stupid to make fun of his own life and fight with weapons? Even if they want to fight, they don't dare to fight with their tenth graders. Isn't this courting death? These little bastards definitely want to scare them away, and want them to shrink back and lose without a fight. He can't fall into the trap and destroy their prestige in the tenth grade, so he looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahaha...It's funny, how dare you Propose a big weapon fight to us, okay, I will play with you and see if you can gather 95 people and successfully launch a big weapon fight!"

The tenth graders were a little moved when they heard the big gun fight, but they quickly calmed down under the whispering of everyone, and they all shouted after hearing the leader's words: "Yes, we are waiting..."

"Such a fun thing, how can I lack Li Yingjie!" A frivolous and embarrassing voice sounded at the door, Ling Lan Wujiong and others had black lines on their foreheads, Li Yingjie, a kid, likes to highlight himself, he is very embarrassing.

However, the arrival of Li Yingjie's team just shows that the strongest three teams of the class of 4738 are officially working together. At this moment, the number of seventh graders present has just reached 95 people. If everyone chooses to agree, it has just reached the minimum for launching a big fight Require.

"Students, after entering the advanced area, you should feel that the senior class has oppressed us. Many people have suffered more or less. Boss Ling Lan once said that a person must be proud and would rather die standing up. , nor can we live on our knees in humiliation. Because this is our dignity, our pride, once lost, we are not worthy of being a qualified soldier... And what are we scouts? It is the cradle of training qualified soldiers... You say, Faced with this situation, can we give in?" Wu Jiong suddenly said loudly.

"cannot!"

"cannot!"

"No!" The seventh-grade students were filled with anger at Wu Jiong's words.

They clenched their fists and shouted angrily.

"Should we take up arms to defend our dignity? Let everyone know that although we are new members of the high-level district, slight insults are never tolerated." Wu Jiong continued to instigate.

"Big weapon fight!" Someone shouted this loudly, and then all the seventh graders shouted together: "Big weapon fight! Big weapon fight! Big weapon fight!"

Only when a large-scale fight is launched, the seventh grade is eligible to be in the same position as the tenth grade and have a fair duel.

"Then let's start the big weapon fight." Wu Jiong raised his right hand high, lured out the communicator, and proposed to all the tenth grade students the proposal for the grade-level big weapon fight.

All the students in the seventh-grade special class received the option of agreeing or not to initiate a big fight at the same time. The people present decisively pressed yes, and even the students in the seventh-grade special class who did not arrive at the same time also received this message from the communicator .

A young man in white who was resting on the lawn in front of the villa in the dormitory suddenly felt a vibration in his wrist. He opened the message in boredom, saw the content inside, and jumped up immediately: "Big fighting? Haha, it's so interesting, I didn't expect The people in Class A have such courage, I have to go and see the excitement." The initiator must be the top five people in Class A, although he didn't know who it was, but he still decisively pressed the agree button, and then paused. Foot, it disappeared on the lawn!

"Challenge the tenth grade Big Weapon Fighting. The agreed number of students in the seventh-year special class is 97. The number exceeds the minimum requirement. The Grade Big Weapon Fighting is officially established!"

Distributed in every corner of the college, the seventh grade students, no matter if they are special class, excellent class or ordinary class, all the students received this message on their communicators at the same time, which made the seventh grade students startled...

Then, the alarm sounded for the entire academy, which lasted for three minutes! Everyone was shocked by the alarm and ran out from every corner, asking people around them what happened. Unfortunately, except for the seventh grade and a few senior students who knew, most of the students were at a loss and puzzled .

At this moment, a female voice with a slightly mechanical feel resounded over the entire academy:

"Warning, one hour later, the big fight between the seventh grade and tenth grade will officially start, and it will last for 24 hours. Please pay attention to all students who cannot participate in the big fight. Please enter the dormitory area quickly within one hour. Seventh grade Students who refuse to participate in the big weapon fight with the tenth grade students, please also enter the dormitory area! After one hour, the dormitory area will be completely blocked and become the only safe area for big weapon fighting. No one is allowed to fight in the safe area, and those who violate it will be severely punished. punish!"

The college’s warning announcement was issued three times in a row, and the whole school was in an uproar. Some students in the lower grades didn’t even know what a big weapon fight was. Se has become pale.

Soon, a recording sounded in the college. It was the conversation between Wu Jiong in the cafeteria and the students in the special class:

"Students, after entering the senior area, you should have felt the oppression of the senior class. Many people have been insulted to some extent. Boss Ling Lan once said that a person must be proud and would rather die standing up. You can't live on your knees in humiliation...

"Should we take up arms to defend our dignity? Let everyone know that although we are new members of the senior district, we must not be insulted."

...

"Big Weapon Fight! Big Weapon Fight! Big Weapon Fight!"

In the end, the roaring big fight of the students collectively infected all the students of the college, especially the students in the excellent class and the ordinary class of the seventh grade. During this period, they were bullied by the senior grades one after another. At this time, it suddenly broke out.

Big fight! That was a chance for the special class students to take revenge! They clenched their fists secretly, even if they died, they would drag those seniors who bullied them to hell with them!

"The meeting place for the seventh grade is the Sun Moon Square in District N! The meeting place for the tenth grade is Liberty Square in District E!" Finally, the mastermind of the college gave the meeting place for the two grades, and everyone took action. Compared with the silent and suppressed fighting spirit of the seventh grade, the tenth grade students were obviously flustered and unable to hold their breath...

"Asshole, those seventh graders are absolutely lunatics!" Most of the tenth graders thought like this, otherwise how could they start such a crazy fight.

However, the students in the ** grade will be surprised. They didn't expect that the newly promoted seventh grade would be so bloody. He would rather start a cruel big fight than give in and suffer bullying from the seniors... Could it be that the senior district is going to be turned upside down? ?

Many people even secretly repented in their hearts. If they had been insulted by the tenth grade back then, they would have raised a big fight like the seventh grade now, would they have become different, or even stronger?

At the restaurant belonging to the tutor, the tutors were eating quietly, and our dean is also eating in the restaurant today.

While he was eating happily, suddenly the alarm sounded in the whole college, and the dean was startled, the food in his mouth was sprayed out directly, he stood up abruptly, and said angrily: "What's going on?"

Could it be that the mastermind has convulsions? Is there anyone who doesn't have eyesight and dares to attack the Scout Academy?

The master dean's wrist communicator vibrated violently. As soon as he connected it, the ace mecha captain who guarded the academy appeared inside: "Dean, what happened?"

"I also want to ask you, has someone outside invaded the airspace of the academy?" The dean recalled the Ling Lan incident seven years ago, when the Ling family boldly drove a mecha directly into the airspace of the academy, causing them a false alarm .

"No, we searched the outside with radar. Everything is normal. There is no unknown object approaching the academy. Is there something wrong in the school?" The mech captain reported the situation on their side to the dean.

"Understood, you are ready to dispatch, I will ask the mastermind of the academy..." Before the dean finished speaking, he heard the mastermind's announcement in the dining room:

"Warning, in one hour, the big fight between the seventh grade and the tenth grade will officially start, and it will last for twenty-four hours..."

"Big Weapon Fighting? Damn, why did something from a hundred years ago come out again?" All the instructors looked at each other. They had never experienced the era of Big Weapon Fighting, so they only heard the name, but they didn't know much about the bloody and terrifying part of Big Weapon Fighting. .

"God, which bastard initiated it?" The dean's face changed drastically, and he jumped up. He has seen those top-secret files. Every time a large-scale fight, the strength of the children is indeed multiplied, but the number of casualties is too shocking. Therefore, every dean is very careful about the occurrence of large-scale fights, and hopes that the children will develop smoothly. I don't want to use such cruel means to force them to grow up. This is also the reason for the disappearance of large weapon fighting in the past century.

The dean contacted the mastermind and adjusted the location for the big fight.

The big screen at the front of the restaurant suddenly lit up, and then there was a scene of confrontation between the two parties. Ling Lan, Qi Long, Wu Jiong and others were all inside...

"Wow, the members of the seventh-grade special class are basically on the stage." Seeing the seventh-grade special class so united, the instructors showed a look of approval in their eyes, which reminded them that they lived and died together on the battlefield comrades in arms...

good good good good! It really deserves to be his seed! When the dean saw Ling Lan's figure, he couldn't help but gasped. The dean is an old fox, and it can be seen who is in charge of this big fight just from the positions of the seventh graders. rs! . ()