Gong Xiaoran's situation here is not good.

The oncoming gunfire was like rain, more than rain, it was like a storm.Moreover, the storm was also mixed with hail, which brought tremendous pressure to the hearts of everyone in the West Brigade.

After she gave the initial order to evade, she found that the entire brigade could not move at all.The teams scattered everywhere were locked by the opponent's gun line, and they were in a dilemma.

"Two 10 minutes..."

She looked at the message from Chen Qingyu with a stern expression, desperately trying to think of a way.

The incoming enemies were more visible to the naked eye. She didn't know how many people the other party had transferred from other positions, but she felt as if she was fighting the entire Haofeng Gang.

It is impossible to forcefully break out of the encirclement. Now we can only think of a way to retreat. The timing of retreat is in the gap between the opponent's shooting.

But the Haofeng Gang didn't seem to give the Maowei Gang members any time to breathe, and the gunfire never stopped, which made Gong Xiaoran a little helpless.

They are also fighting back, but the number of guns is not comparable to that of the opponent, and the amount of support can only be delayed for a few minutes.

Team Six at ten o'clock kept sending messages, and the pressure on their side was the greatest:

"Miss Gong, the firepower at ten o'clock is too high, we need support—ah!!"

When encountering the enemy temporarily, the communication method they used was to use earphones to make direct voice calls. In Gong Xiaoran's ears, the voice of the captain of the sixth team stopped abruptly.

"Ah Shu, what's the matter! I heard the reply!" Gong Xiaoran anxiously shouted a few times, "Team Four, Wang Ya! Check the situation of Team Six."

"Miss Gong, Team Six...all gone."

Gong Xiaoran's body seemed to be pushed by someone, she supported the wall with her hands, otherwise she almost fell to the ground.

Her chest seemed to be pierced by an iron needle, causing unspeakable pain.

Gong Xiaoran still remembers Ah Shu, she is not yet 20 years old, she is just as beautiful as a flower, if it is not because her family is too poor, a girl of her age should be enjoying her beautiful college life.

The girl joined the Maowei Gang, only to hear that the gang earned a lot of money, and she wanted to save for the medical expenses of her seriously ill brother.

But this girl who was less than 20 years old ended her young life in the gunfire.

Exactly...why did it become like this.

These children, they are just ordinary people, they have their own relatives and friends, they have their own pursuits and dreams... They just want to live decently, is it so difficult to live.

It was cruel.Is it only for them who grew up in the dark street, or is this the way the world is?

During the year she came to the Celestial Society, she felt cruelty that she had never experienced in the past hundreds of years.

Grief gripped her tightly like a giant hand, and tears rolled down her cheeks.Gong Xiaoran's hands were shaking, she couldn't help thinking that maybe she was the one who pushed them into the fire pit.

But the constant voice coming from the earphones did not allow her to be sad.

"Miss Gong, they have gathered around and asked for reinforcements..." That was Wang Ya from the fourth team speaking.After the six teams were wiped out by the enemy, the opponent did not stop their pursuit.

"The second team and the seven teams, use the low bunker at nine o'clock to move, and cross cover the fourth team to retreat. Don't save ammunition."

She wiped her face with her sleeve, there was no time for pain.

The other brigades are so busy that they cannot do without people. Except for the support after 10 minutes, the 150 people who are besieged here can only rely on themselves!
I'm the deputy head of the Maowei Gang... If I can't survive... then who will protect them?

Gong Xiaoran was born in a large clan in the Northern Territory of Fengyuan. As the rare Heavenly Spiritual Root in the clan, he has been loved by thousands of people since the day he was born.

Her practice went smoothly. Before Yuanying, the clan was protecting her; after Yuanying, she broke away from the clan, but her husband was protecting her.

She used to think that she had seen through the suffering in the world, regarded all beings as ants, and thought that everything she had was taken for granted, but she didn't realize that she had actually been living under the wings of others.

"Squad eleven, alternately use grenades in the direction of the twelve o'clock road, and retreat towards the center!"

But now she realizes it.

"Ninth team, the captain of the ninth team! Keke! Received a reply, report the situation on your side!"

If you don't want Ah Shu's tragedy to happen again,
"Lin Wu! Take someone to support Team Nine!"

She must be their wing.

"The firepower of the Ninth Team is too fierce! We can't get through!"

"Damn it. Is there no other way?"

Gong Xiaoran looked at the time, less than 10 minutes had passed.

She has tried her best to minimize her own casualties and try to delay the opponent's offensive.

But all she can do is gather the scattered people in the direction where she is in the middle, nothing more.

"A large-scale retreat will only expose the flaws, and now there is only a small-scale retreat..."

The opponent's siege gradually closed from three directions, and the enemy's purpose was obvious, which was to gradually seal off their escape route during the siege, and eat up all the Western Brigade!

Many members of the Cattail Gang were slightly or seriously injured, and the night wind was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.

"Sister Xiaoran, you can't go on like this. If you want to retreat, someone has to sacrifice!" Lin Wu couldn't help but pick up the last few grenades. The scarf on her head was crooked, and blood was still oozing from her left arm.
"I'll lure them with a few people, you guys look for a chance to break out and retreat!"

"No, I won't allow it!" Gong Xiaoran's voice also rose, and she sternly stopped.

"Did you forget what Sister Chu said in the group just now? It's a living thing!"

"But... if we don't do this, we will all die here!"

As Lin Wu spoke, she was about to rush out, but four or five little girls barely stopped her.

"No, there must be another way..."

Reinforcements will arrive in half the time, as long as they can be held back, as long as they can be held back...

"There's nothing we can do, we've run out of ammunition!"

If sister Chu is here... no, she is still recuperating, and now I can only rely on myself.

Damn it, if I were a Nascent Soul cultivator now, if my cultivation base was still there, I wouldn't have fallen to this point at all!

Just a few hundred mortals...

Wait, cultivation base?
Gong Xiaoran's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of something.

She reached into her personal satchel, and rummaged through a pile of messy things to find three discs the size of a palm.

These discs seem to be made of stone, with dense and complex patterns engraved on them, like a manhole cover that has shrunk many times.

In addition to these three discs, there are also three fist-sized stones, emitting a green light in the darkness.

"Just let me go, sister Xiaoran—it's already at this time, why did you take out a few biscuits?"

"No, we're saved!" Gong Xiaoran couldn't hide the excitement on his face, "You guys, take off your body armor and give it to me!"

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