Inside the abandoned factory, shouts and the clanging of metal intertwined. The chaotic battle was like a fog, making it difficult to discern the direction of the situation. Although Jiang Zhi and his allies fought hard, the mysterious organization's offensive continued wave after wave, seemingly without stopping, and they gradually fell into a difficult battle.
Jiang Zhi was agile, weaving through the enemy ranks like a phantom. Her punches and kicks were powerful, each strike brimming with resolve and force, yet the enemies kept coming, and her strength was slowly draining away. Sweat soaked her clothes, and strands of hair clung to her cheeks, but her gaze remained resolute, unwavering. She ducked to dodge the enemy's blades, then leaped high, repelling the approaching assassins with fierce kicks. Between battles, she used her medical skills to urgently tend to the wounds of her injured allies. Her hands, stained with blood and medicine powder, remained steady and nimble.
Her allies were equally brave and fearless. They stood back to back, forming a tight defensive circle, engaging in a desperate struggle with the members of the mysterious organization. Some wielded clubs, desperately blocking the enemy's attacks, their arms numbing with every block, but they gritted their teeth and persevered; others brandished daggers, seizing the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow. However, the enemy's defenses were also extremely tight, and their attacks often only caused minor injuries, making it difficult to completely repel the enemy.
Just as everyone was feeling a wave of exhaustion and despair, the roar of engines suddenly emanated from the factory gates. Black SUVs, like black steeds, raced towards them, stopping abruptly in a cloud of dust. The doors swiftly opened, and Shen Qingchen, leading his elite team, filed out.
Shen Qingchen, clad in black combat fatigues, stood tall and stern, his eyes gleaming with determination. He strode into the factory, followed closely by his well-equipped team members, each with a serious expression. Some of the team, armed with advanced assault rifles, their barrels gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, quickly spread out, seeking advantageous firing positions and aiming their guns at the members of the mysterious organization. Others, carrying heavy tactical backpacks filled with various high-tech equipment and ammunition, quickly erected makeshift fortifications to provide cover for their forces.
Chen Qingchen calmly directed his team's actions while closely monitoring Jiang Zhi's safety on the battlefield. Seeing Jiang Zhi struggling under the enemy's siege, his heart ached, but he knew he had to remain calm to turn the tide. He gave a brief, forceful command into the intercom: "Team A, outflank the left flank and suppress the enemy's firepower. Team B, follow me and attack from the front. Be sure to protect Miss Jiang and her allies."
With the arrival of Shen Qingchen's team, the tide of battle shifted instantly. The members of Group A sprang into action, using the factory's cover to deftly weave their way forward. Their movements were nimble and deft, like cheetahs stalking through the grass. Reaching their vantage point on the left flank, they unhesitatingly pulled the trigger, their assault rifles unleashing a barrage of crisp shots, raining down bullets on the members of the mysterious organization. This sudden attack caught the members of the mysterious organization off guard, forcing them to divert their firepower, originally focused on Jiang Zhi and the others, to deal with the threat on their left flank.
Led by Shen Qingchen, Team B charged head-on into the enemy like a torrent of steel. Shen Qingchen led the charge, his specially crafted pistol firmly gripped, each shot delivered with pinpoint accuracy. His gaze radiated a chilling majesty, as if he were the master of the battlefield. As he fired, he shouted to his teammates, "Brothers, for justice, for all we protect, charge!" His voice echoed throughout the factory, inspiring every heart.
Under the powerful firepower of Shen Qingchen's team, the members of the mysterious organization began to retreat. Their offensive rhythm was completely disrupted, and their once tight formation became loose. Some assassins tried to find opportunities to break through, but they were all repelled one by one by Shen Qingchen's team members. Jiang Yao stood in a corner of the battlefield, watching the situation turn around. Her face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with fear and anger. She knew that her plan was failing step by step, but she was unwilling to give up.
Jiang Yao tried to reorganize the members of the mysterious organization to fight back. She shouted hysterically, her voice becoming sharp and piercing because of anger: "Hold steady! Don't panic! Fight back!" However, at this time, the members of the mysterious organization had low morale. They were frightened by the sudden appearance and powerful firepower of Shen Qingchen's team and were unable to organize an effective resistance.
Jiang Zhi was overwhelmed by a complex wave of emotions upon seeing Shen Qingchen appear. Surprise, gratitude, and worry intertwined, tears glittered in her eyes, but she knew this was not the time for sentimental sentimentality. She gathered her spirits and continued to fight, coordinating with Shen Qingchen's team in the final siege of the mysterious organization. Leveraging her familiarity with the factory interior, she led a small group of men to flank the enemy, cutting off their retreat.
With the close coordination of Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen, the members of the mysterious organization were gradually squeezed into a small area. They were trapped, like a turtle in a jar. At this moment, the members of Shen Qingchen's team stopped shooting. They held their weapons and approached the enemy step by step, shouting: "Drop your weapons and surrender! You have no way to escape!" The members of the mysterious organization looked at each other, despair in their eyes. Some chose to lay down their weapons and surrender; while other stubborn elements tried to make a last-ditch effort, but were quickly subdued by the joint attack of Jiang Zhi, Shen Qingchen and others.
Seeing the situation was hopeless, Jiang Yao was filled with despair. A hint of madness etched in her eyes. Refusing to accept defeat, she turned and ran deeper into the factory, searching for a way to escape. Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen wouldn't let her get away so easily. They exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, chased after Jiang Yao.
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