Ye Zi guarded the villa's gate and windows, firing at the approaching enemies.
Meanwhile, the Bai family members, who were hiding in the underground shelter, also saw the enemies who had stormed into the manor through the surveillance cameras.
One man, with only one enemy, yet this man wiped out half of their guard force in just a few minutes. The Black Sun Mercenary Group suffered another eleven casualties: six at the gate, two killed in their sleep by an explosion, one seriously wounded, and two riddled with machine gun fire.
Needless to say, the remaining two hundred people couldn't save them; they could only buy time so the enemy wouldn't have time to figure out how to open the underground shelter.
Several members of the Bai family turned their heads in unison to look at a man in his early sixties sitting on a monitor. He was the head of the Bai family, and as he watched the soldiers rushing towards the villa fall one after another, he said:
"Get the town's garrison to come and support us immediately. Even if it means destroying the villa, we must kill this man."
A middle-aged man immediately picked up the phone and began making contacts.
This is an underground shelter; there is no cell phone signal, so you can only use a landline.
After contacting the town's garrison, the Bai family head continued:
"Tell the people outside not to charge blindly. Wait for reinforcements to arrive before acting together. What they need to do now is to draw the enemy's attention and prevent him from targeting us."
The new order was immediately issued via landline, and the soldiers who were storming the villa slowed their offensive and then focused on harassment.
Ye Zi knew very well why they were doing this; they were simply waiting for reinforcements, which was also Ye Zi's purpose. If it weren't for the need for reinforcements, these people's bunkers would have been destroyed long ago with the firepower of the rotary machine gun.
Ye Zi was happy to see this happen; all she had to do was fire a few shots now and then to kill the enemies closest to the villa.
Taking advantage of this short time, Ye Zi dragged the six corpses at the door into the villa and looted the spoils.
The spoils of war were not money, but their equipment.
Mercenaries are generally well-equipped, and Black Sun's bad reputation doesn't mean their equipment is trash.
They were all equipped with standard Japanese weaponry. Although I couldn't name the models, I could still recognize which country's main rifles they were.
After collecting the equipment, Ye Zi began loading bullets into his machine gun. These were bullets he had stolen from Ming Gui when he left, and once they were used up, they would be gone.
Half an hour later, a convoy drove into the manor, followed by a large number of soldiers running on foot.
At the same time, the tanks and armored vehicles in the manor also moved and drove to the opposite side of the villa.
The sky was already bright. Although the sun hadn't risen yet, there were still quite a few warlords within sight. Seeing Yu Yangyang and his large group, Ye Zi also began to get excited.
At this moment, the head of the Bai family, who was in the underground shelter, issued orders to his subordinates outside via landline, demanding that Ye Zi be eliminated at all costs.
"At all costs" means that no matter how many soldiers are sacrificed, they must storm the villa and shoot Ye Zi, rather than letting the tanks fire and blow Ye Zi up.
Upon receiving the order, the commander outside gave the command, and a group of soldiers roared and rushed towards the villa.
Such a mass charge might not kill many enemies before being overwhelmed by the rushing enemy, but Ye Zi likes it.
The first wave of soldiers, numbering around 500, charged without any formation or tactics; they simply charged headlong into the fray.
Ye Zi held a rotary machine gun in her hand, and suddenly stood up and fired after the soldiers came within a hundred meters.
Under the control of the leaf, the muzzle swung back and forth rapidly. The terrifying rate of fire from the rotating barrel was like a scythe, and as it swung left and right, the charging soldiers fell like wheat.
This scene left not only the newly arrived support troops dumbfounded, but also the Bai family in the underground shelter.
Of the 500 people, less than half survived in less than three minutes.
They had witnessed the terror of the rotary machine gun, but they still ordered preparations for a second charge.
The reason is simple: there is no rotary machine gun in the manor; the rotary machine gun must have been brought by Ye Zi herself.
A high rate of fire means a rapid consumption of bullets. The Bai family doesn't think Ye Zi can maintain such an attack for a long time; the three minutes just now should have been the limit.
The second charge began quickly, still involving about five hundred people. Fortunately, the Bai family manor was large enough, with a large open space in front of the villa; otherwise, these five hundred people would have had to charge towards the villa in single file.
Unlike now, the first row has as many as sixty or seventy people, and the soldiers are two or three meters apart.
It's the same familiar distance, the same familiar firepower, and the same familiar harvesting speed.
Ye Zi smiled coldly. He felt no psychological pressure at all about getting rid of these people. Border conflicts, cross-border drug trafficking, harassment of people within the country—these were the main forces. Keeping them around would only cause trouble for the country.
The idea was good, but problems soon arose. The rate of fire of the rotary machine gun suddenly decreased and then stopped.
Ye Zi's stern expression turned to astonishment.
The warlord soldiers, who had been caught off guard, were hesitating about whether to retreat when the incoming bullets suddenly stopped.
The officer in command wasn't stupid either. He sent men to charge just to deplete Ye Zi's ammunition. The sudden stop, with the men still in place, clearly meant they were out of bullets.
He immediately roared:
"Charge! He's out of bullets..."
Following that is a whole bunch of various rewards.
The soldiers in front were still in a daze, but the soldiers around the officer had gone mad. Money, women, drugs—they were right in front of them. They started charging with screams.
As soon as they charged, the soldiers who were originally leading the charge realized that the enemy was out of bullets and began to charge as well.
Ye Zi didn't have time to think much. She immediately threw the ammunition box off her back, squatted down, and a new ammunition box suddenly appeared next to her. After quickly changing the ammunition, she stood up and fired.
Just as Ye Zi pressed the fire button, the fastest soldier had already rushed to the steps of the villa entrance.
The last thing he saw was the leaf that suddenly appeared and the rotating machine gun that spat out flames. Before his consciousness faded, he also saw the sinister smile on the leaf's lips.
Almost all the soldiers participated in this charge; there were over a thousand of them. Driven by the officers' promise, they were all desperately moving their legs.
When a flame suddenly appeared at the villa's entrance, only the soldiers in front reacted. The enemy still had bullets, and rushing in would be suicide.
Instinctively, I tried to retreat, but there were too many comrades behind me, and there was no way to retreat.
Some soldiers fought back desperately, raising their guns to shoot at Ye Zi, but Ye Zi was not afraid at all.
New recruits are afraid of cannons, while veterans are afraid of machine guns.
Anyone who has been on the battlefield knows just how terrifying a machine gun's ability to mow down infantry can be.
That was just a regular machine gun, with a rate of fire of around 500 to 600 rounds per minute, while Ye Zi's weapon was a rotary machine gun with a terrifying rate of fire of 3,000 rounds per minute, making them completely incomparable.
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