"rush!!!"
The soldiers shouted in unison, walked out of the trenches and followed Jiang Bei's footsteps!
Push forward!
No matter the cost!
No matter the casualties!
In such an advancement battle, Jiang Bei was no different from other soldiers.
It can even be said that Jiang Bei, who has not touched a gun for three years, may not be as good as other soldiers.
But he is the soul of the Shenlong Camp!
As he joined the battle, the other soldiers also became more enthusiastic as if they were injected with chicken blood!
No matter how effective the mobilization is, it is far from being as effective as letting them fight together according to the beliefs in their hearts!
Even if those killers were well prepared, had they ever seen such a scene?
In addition, the attack by the Shenlong Camp soldiers had already laid the foundation, so these two appetizers were not difficult to eat.
What is surprising is that...
As the two strongholds of City God Temple and Nanyang Mansion suffered severe attacks and were finally conquered, no assassins came to support the Great Hall in the rear.
The nearly 400 hostages left behind were safe and sound, and the bodies of more than a dozen assassins were also found in the base...
As for the remaining killers, they had already fled to the conference hall at the back.
Professional bomb disposal experts entered the two locations to conduct inspections.
No bomb was found.
Even after losing the two strongholds, there was still no response from the conference hall in the rear, as if it had fallen into deathly silence.
Jiang Bei also informed the outside world of the current situation through the intercom as soon as possible.
"The Great Hall and the City God Temple have been captured. The trapped hostages are safe and sound. Thirteen bandits were killed, and the rest fled into the Great Hall in the rear."
"We are currently in the process of transferring the hostages. Please send someone to the gate to meet them. The Shenlong Camp cannot spare any manpower for the time being."
…
Everyone was cheered up when they heard the news from Jiangbei.
The Shenlong Camp is indeed unusual!
Regardless of the distance, at least these nearly 400 people have been rescued, which gives everyone peace of mind.
"Please, Mr. Jiang, do your best to protect the safety of the hostages and do not let any bandits go as much as possible!" Secretary Huang said in a deep voice into the intercom.
"I'll do my best." Jiang Bei replied.
The short call ended.
Secretary Huang then directed to the side, "Arrange soldiers to receive the hostages, and arrange psychologists to provide psychological counseling for the trapped people."
"yes!"
Everyone knows it.
Psychological counseling is not the most important thing...
The real purpose is to sign a confidentiality agreement.
Although today's events have caused a great impact, including activating the city's defense system and entering a silent state.
But as long as the matter is not exposed, it will not become a big deal even if it has a certain impact.
And today, such things will not be allowed to appear in the news.
Because that would most likely lead to an escalation of the situation and cause panic among the people.
…
Inside the film and television city.
As the trapped people were rescued, Jiangbei also arranged personnel to transfer them as soon as possible.
Just as expected.
There were no assassins trying to obstruct the process inside the conference hall, not even a few symbolic shots to disturb the situation.
As if he had acquiesced to all this...
Once a stronghold is lost, a corresponding number of hostages should be allowed to leave.
This is more like a game, except that the people who make the rules of the game are a bunch of lunatics who treat human life as nothing!
Jiangbei also coordinated with the soldiers to make preparations at the first opportunity.
Be prepared to move forward after completing the transfer of the hostages.
There are only three hours left until twelve o'clock.
All in all, a full hour has passed since Jiang Bei brought his people into the film and television city.
But they only captured two strongholds and ate two appetizers.
According to the existing information, we can know that there are still forty-five killers in the conference hall ahead!
As the number of people increases, the density of firepower that will be faced is also increasing!
but……
The difficulty of capturing the Great Hall and rescuing the hostages did not simply increase.
Instead, they are superimposed in geometric multiples!
More importantly, these killers have no way out!
Even if the killers in Nanyang Mansion and City God Temple could not hold their strongholds, they could retreat to the Great Hall as long as they were still alive.
But if they can’t defend the Great Hall… where else can they retreat to?
Going to hell?
No one wants to die, unless what they want is achieved!
All they want is Jiang Bei's death!
"How many soldiers were injured?" Jiang Bei asked in a deep voice.
"Five killed, thirty-five wounded, twenty-three of whom cannot participate in the rest of the battle," the captain of this operation replied.
"How many of us are left?"
"Including the minor injuries, there are still 170 people who can continue to fight."
"Okay." Jiang Bei nodded slightly.
At this point he could no longer practice.
The Qi sea in the body only recovered to 20% in the end.
And one hundred and seventy soldiers of the Dragon Battalion wanted to capture the Great Hall, which had a more difficult terrain, in just three hours without using heavy weapons in order to protect the hostages...
Considering the previous offensive situation, this is undoubtedly a pipe dream!
Even if these killers don't intend to defend, they are just exchanging lives for lives!
This truth.
Not only Jiang Bei understood it, but even these soldiers knew it.
The atmosphere was quite heavy, and even Jiang Bei felt the oppression.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one for himself, kept one, and distributed the rest to the soldiers around him.
Nine out of ten soldiers are heavy smokers.
This is especially true in the Shenlong Battalion, a unit that has to go to the battlefield at any time and has great training pressure.
On the battlefield, cigarettes are the most effective anesthetic.
"Why don't you smoke?"
Except for Jiang Bei who lit the cigarette himself, the other soldiers all put the cigarettes neatly in their chest pockets.
No one lit it.
"We have to save this cigarette until we leave here alive, and smoke it in front of those veterans!" The captain replied solemnly, "If using our lives can buy the safety of these 1,300 hostages, it's worth it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers behind him all nodded.
Jiang Bei was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
He patted the other person's shoulder and said, "Light it up! This is an order!"
"Also, you all have to come back alive! After today, I'll buy a box for everyone who survives!"
"Is it worth dying at the hands of these beasts?"
"I know that none of you have ever been on a real battlefield, but let me tell you! A real battlefield is far more cruel than this one!"
"If you want to die, die on the battlefield defending your country! That's the only way to win! That's the meaning of our lives!"
His eyes swept across the faces of each soldier, looking at their skin that was tanned from training, yet still young and nervous.
"There are only five minutes left, light up your cigarette! Once you're done, I'll rush in and kill those beasts!"
"yes!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
And at this moment.
Finally, a voice came from another intercom: "God, are you here?"