The situation on Gong Xiaoran's side is not good.
The oncoming gunfire was like rain, not just rain, but a storm. And this storm was mixed with hail, bringing tremendous pressure to everyone in the West Brigade.
After she issued the initial order to evade, she discovered that the entire brigade was unable to move. The scattered squads were locked in by the enemy's gunfire, and were caught in a dilemma.
"Twenty minutes..."
She looked at the message sent by Chen Qingyu with a serious expression, and tried desperately to think of a solution in her mind.
There were many attacking enemies visible to the naked eye. She didn't know how many people the other party had transferred from other locations. She only felt as if she was facing the entire Haofeng Gang.
It is simply impossible to break out by force. Now we can only find a way to retreat. The time to retreat is during the intervals between the enemy's shooting.
But the Haofeng Gang didn't seem to give the Maowei Gang any time to breathe, and the gunfire never stopped, which made Gong Xiaoran somewhat helpless.
They were also fighting back, but they were outnumbered by the enemy and could only hold out for a few minutes.
The sixth team at ten o'clock kept sending messages. They were under the greatest pressure:
“Sister Gong, the firepower at ten o’clock is too strong, we need to support—Ah!!”
When they encountered the enemy, they used headphones to communicate directly. In Gong Xiaoran's ears, the voice of the captain of the sixth team suddenly stopped.
"Ashu, what's wrong? I heard the reply!" Gong Xiaoran anxiously called out several times, "Team Four, Wang Ya! Check on Team Six's situation."
"Sister Gong, Team Six... is all gone."
Gong Xiaoran felt like someone pushed her body, and she supported herself on the wall with her hands, otherwise she would have almost fallen to the ground.
Her chest felt as if pierced by an iron needle, causing indescribable pain.
Gong Xiaoran still remembered Ah Shu. She was not yet twenty years old, at the age of being as beautiful as a flower. If her family was not too poor, a girl of her age should have been enjoying her wonderful college life.
The girl joined the Cat Tail Gang only because she heard that the gang could earn more money, and she wanted to save money for the medical expenses of her seriously ill brother.
But this girl, who was less than 20 years old, ended her young life in gunfire.
Why...why did it turn out like this?
These children are just ordinary people. They have their own relatives and friends, their own pursuits and dreams... They just want to live a decent life. Is it so difficult to live?
It's too cruel. Is this only true for those of them who grew up in the dark streets, or is this just how the world is?
During the year since she came to the Celestial Society, she had felt a cruelty that she had not experienced in the past few hundred years.
Grief gripped her like a giant hand, tears streaming down her cheeks. Gong Xiaoran's hands trembled, and she couldn't help but think that she might have been the one pushing them into the fire.
But the voice coming from the headphones did not allow her to be sad.
"Sister Gong, they're surrounding us. Requesting reinforcements..." That was Wang Ya from Team 4. After Team 6 was wiped out by the enemy, they continued their pursuit.
"Teams 2 and 7, use the low building at 9 o'clock as cover and move to cover Team 4's retreat. Don't save ammunition."
She wiped her face with her sleeve. There was no time to give her pain.
The other brigades were too busy to leave without help. Except for the support in twenty minutes, the 150 people trapped here can only rely on themselves!
I'm the deputy leader of the Cattail Gang... If even I can't hold on... then who will protect them?
Gong Xiaoran was born into a large clan in the Fengyuan Northern Territory. As a rare natural spiritual root in the clan, he has been the apple of everyone's eye since the day he was born.
Her practice went smoothly. Before she reached the Nascent Soul stage, her clan protected her. After she reached the Nascent Soul stage, she left her clan, but her husband still protected her.
She once thought she had seen through the sufferings of the world, regarded all living beings as ants, and believed that everything she had was her due, but she did not realize that she had actually been living under the wings of others.
"Team Eleven, alternate using grenades in the direction of the twelve o'clock road and retreat towards the center!"
But now she realized it.
"Team Nine, Captain of Team Nine! Keke! Received a reply, report the situation over there!"
If you don't want Ah Shu's tragedy to happen again,
"Lin Wu! Take some people to support Team Nine!"
She must become their wings.
"Team Nine's firepower is too strong! We can't get through!"
"Damn it. Is there no other way?"
Gong Xiaoran looked at the time and found that less than ten minutes had passed.
She had tried her best to minimize her own casualties and try to delay the enemy's offensive.
But all she could do was to gather the scattered people towards the center where she was, that's all.
"A large-scale retreat will only expose our weaknesses. Now we can only retreat on a small scale..."
The enemy's encirclement gradually closed in from three directions. The enemy's purpose was very clear, which was to gradually block their retreat during the siege and completely devour the Western Brigade!
Many people in the Maowei Gang were injured, some seriously, and the night wind was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood.
"Sister Xiaoran, we can't go on like this. If we want to retreat, someone must sacrifice themselves!" Lin Wu picked up the last few grenades without hesitation. The scarf on her head was crooked, and blood was still oozing from her left arm.
"I'll bring a few people to lure them out, and you guys look for a chance to break out and retreat!"
"No, I don't allow it!" Gong Xiaoran's voice became louder and he shouted sternly.
"Have you forgotten what Sister Chu said in the group chat just now? Every one that survives is a success!"
"But...if we don't do this, we'll all die here!"
Lin Wu was about to rush out as she spoke, and it took four or five younger sisters to barely stop her.
"No, there must be some other way..."
There's still half the time left for reinforcements to arrive. If we can just hold them back, if we can just hold them back...
"There's nothing we can do. We've run out of ammunition!"
If Sister Chu were here... No, she's still recovering from her injuries, so I can only rely on myself now.
Damn it! If I were a Nascent Soul cultivator now, if my cultivation level was still there, I wouldn’t have ended up like this!
Just a few hundred mortals...
Wait, cultivation?
Gong Xiaoran's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of something.
She reached into her shoulder bag and dug out three palm-sized discs from a pile of messy things.
These discs seemed to be made of stone, with dense and complex patterns engraved on them, like a manhole cover that had been shrunk many times.
In addition to these three discs, there are three fist-sized stones that emit a green light in the darkness.
"Just let me go, Sister Xiaoran—it's already this late, why are you taking out a few cookies?"
"No, we are saved!" Gong Xiaoran couldn't hide the excitement on his face. "You guys, take off your bulletproof vests and give them to me!"
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