# Desperate Counterattack Amidst the smoke and despair of the battlefield, a howling wind swept through, stirring up clouds of dust, as if lamenting the suffocating situation before them. As the crowd gazed at the mercenaries pouring in like a tide, their hopes gradually shrank. Fear and despair, like icy shackles, bound each soul tightly. In this desperate moment, when everyone was on the verge of giving up resistance, Xiao Yi's eagle-like gaze suddenly focused, keenly sensing a fatal flaw in the mercenaries. Their command center, though seemingly cleverly concealed within the ranks, was in fact relatively exposed, and its surrounding defenses were significantly weaker than those of other key strongholds. A flicker of hope flickered within Xiao Yi's heart. He knew that if he could seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and destroy the command center in one fell swoop, he might be able to sever the snake's head and instantly turn the tide of the battle. Without hesitation, Xiao Yi acted decisively, quickly scanning his companions. Drawing on his knowledge of their strengths, he selected several agile and powerful psychics. Each possessed unique abilities, having demonstrated remarkable feats in previous battles. With a serious and resolute expression, Xiao Yi swept his gaze over each of his companions, saying, "Brothers, we now have a chance to change all of this. The enemy's command center is poorly defended. If we can successfully destroy it, victory remains. However, the journey is fraught with danger, and there's a high probability we won't return. Are you willing to join me in this fight?" The men exchanged glances, their eyes unwavering, their resolve betraying no fear. "Boss, we'll go with you!" "That's right. We'll live and die together. Who cares!" Their heroic responses echoed like a rousing war song across the desperate battlefield. Thus, a death squad of elite psychics was quickly formed. While the mercenaries were focused on the frontal assault, engaged in fierce battles with their main force, they moved cautiously and swiftly, like ghosts in the night, to the mercenaries' rear. Along the way, they skillfully avoided enemy patrols, relying on their psychic senses, taking every step with extreme caution, fearing the slightest sound would reveal their whereabouts. Finally, the suicide squad arrived near the command center. The defenders around the command center appeared alert, but in reality, their attention was somewhat distracted by the fierce fighting on the front lines. Xiao Yi gestured, and they instantly understood. With ghostly stealth, they slipped into the command center. Upon entering, Xiao Yi unleashed a powerful burst of energy. With a wave of his hands, a mighty force of air emanated from him, radiating outward like a surging wave, driving back the unsuspecting enemies. Like leaves caught in the wind, the enemies fell heavily to the ground, their screams echoing in pain. Not to be outdone, the other psychics displayed their unique skills. Lin Yan, possessing the power to manipulate fire, raised his hands, and several pillars of blazing flames erupted from his palms, instantly igniting the surrounding tents and equipment. The raging flames quickly spread, illuminating the command center like daylight. His face, stern and steely in the flames, his eyes betrayed a relentless determination towards the enemy. Zhao Lei, expert in manipulating lightning, wavered his hands, and thick bolts of lightning shot out from his fingertips, snaking like silver snakes and precisely striking those who attempted to resist. Those struck trembled, their muscles spasming, instantly rendering them incapable of combat. The crackling sounds of lightning flashed, mingling with the cries of killing, creating a thrilling melody of battle. Su Yao, possessing the power of teleportation, dove back and forth between the enemies like a ghostly figure. The dagger in her hand flashed with a cold gleam, and with each flash, an enemy fell silently, struck in the throat. Her movements were light and agile, like a graceful dance, yet in this graceful movement, she harvested the lives of her enemies. Suddenly, the command center erupted in shouts and cries of death, and flames shot up into the sky. The mercenary commander had never expected that, at this moment of seemingly certain victory, he would be attacked from behind. His eyes widened, his face filled with shock and fear, and he frantically commanded his men to counterattack, but the troops were already in disarray, their troops fleeing in panic, their fighting order completely abandoned. Under the fierce attack of the suicide squad, the command center's defenses quickly collapsed. However, the enemy gradually realized their mistake and began to organize a more stubborn resistance. More and more enemies swarmed from all directions, trying to trap the suicide squad inside the command center. Xiao Yi knew that time was running out. If they didn't end the battle quickly, they would be completely surrounded and trapped. He shouted, "Brothers, push harder! We'll succeed soon!" He concentrated all his energy, pushing his inner powers to the limit. A radiant light shone around him, and an even more powerful energy erupted from him. This energy, like an invisible shockwave, spread outward with overwhelming force. Enemies were once again flung back under the impact of this powerful energy, slamming heavily to the ground. Some were even convulsed by the force, spitting blood and losing consciousness. Xiao Yi seized the opportunity and charged forward, aiming directly at the mercenary commander. The commander, terrified by Xiao Yi's charge like a god of war, was overcome with fear. As a battle-hardened general, he suppressed his inner panic, drew his sword, and attempted a final stand. However, he seemed so small and vulnerable before Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi instantly reached the commander and delivered a punch. The punch, packed with all his strength, shattered the wind, and struck the commander's chest with a fierce force. The commander felt as if his chest had been struck by a sledgehammer, a wave of excruciating pain radiating through his body. Blood gushed from his mouth, and his body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, landing heavily on the ground. His sword clanged to the side. With the commander's fall, the mercenary group's last remaining command core collapsed. The enemy, who had been holding out, saw their commander defeated and their morale plummeted. They dropped their weapons and fled in all directions. On the front lines, the troops facing the main force of the mercenary group saw flames rising from the command center and the cries of killing. Just as they were beginning to wonder, they suddenly realized that the enemy's attack had become chaotic, and the soldiers began to flee in panic. They immediately realized that Xiao Yi's death squad had succeeded. Their morale surged, and like a tiger descending from a mountain, they launched a full-scale counterattack against the enemy. Under the fierce attack of their own troops, the mercenary group was completely defeated and retreated like a tide. The battlefield was a mess, littered with the corpses of the enemy. Xiao Yi led the death squad out of the command center, their bodies stained with blood and dust, but each of their faces beamed with the joy of victory. In this battle, Xiao Yi, with his keen observation and decisive decision-making, led the death squad to a desperate counterattack, successfully turning the tide of battle and saving everyone. Their heroic deeds will forever be etched on this land, becoming a legend passed down through the people.
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