Chapter 277 No Choice

Wang Daolin also saw the scene on the screen, frowning tightly as he said, "They won't last much longer."

"Do we do it?" Da Xiong asked concisely.

"Damn it!" Wang Daolin glanced at the auto repair shop and, drawing the gun from his waist, replied, "We came to catch them. If they're dead, what's the point? No choice, move out!"

That was the sentence Da Xiong had been waiting for. He immediately shouted into the communication channel, "Begin the operation. Target location: auto repair shop. Mission objective: defeat the outer armed members, capture the suspects inside the factory. Snipers, find high ground. Everyone else, advance according to the No. 2 plan in the urban warfare assault and defense drill."

Da Xiong had a stutter, but strangely, he rarely stuttered when commanding or fighting. This was because he practiced the command language hundreds or thousands of times during peacetime training, not wanting to be criticized.

Hearing the order, the two-person sniper team quickly ran to a restaurant to the side, climbed the fire escape on the outside to the roof, and set up a sniper rifle on top.

The remaining special operations team members immediately sought cover, waiting for instructions.

"Snipers in position!" Hearing the voice from his headset, Da Xiong immediately made a tactical hand gesture.

Four special operations team members got up and stepped forward, each taking a flashbang grenade from their bodies and throwing it toward the soldiers who were firing.

"Bang!"

The four flashbang grenades exploded together, and the soldiers in front immediately knelt on the ground, their ears ringing.

"Attack!"

With Da Xiong's order, more than ten special operations team members opened fire at once.

"Da da da!"

A dense rain of bullets swept over, and three or four enemy soldiers were immediately shot down. The remaining five or six enemies didn't have time to react and were still groggily kneeling on the ground.

"Four o'clock, enemies!" The white officer on the opposing side noticed the fight here and decisively ordered, "Second squad, take cover on the spot and counterattack. First squad, speed up the attack and throw all the incendiary screens inside!"

The opposing side was well-trained and reacted very quickly.

With the young officer's order, seven or eight soldiers immediately hid behind the cars, using the armored car bodies as cover and launching a counterattack against the special operations team.

"Da da da!"

The enemy's bullets shot over, and two special operations team members instantly burst into blood mist and fell to the ground. The special operations team had to retreat behind cover and wait for an opportunity.

The speed of the counterattack exceeded expectations. Da Xiong's face sank, and he loudly ordered, "Snipers, take them out!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the words fell, a sniper bullet had already shattered the enemy soldier's head.

The white officer immediately shouted, "Snipers! Take cover!"

The soldiers quickly dragged their companions back behind the cars, avoiding the snipers' line of sight.

"Target at ten o'clock, to the right of the second car." At this time, on the roof of the restaurant, the observer was holding military binoculars, calling out the location for the sniper.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sniper quickly locked onto the target and pulled the trigger. One sniper bullet shattered the enemy's calf, and in the instant the enemy lost his balance and fell, another bullet was sent over, shattering his head.

"Bang!"

At the same time, a bullet hit the earthen wall beside the sniper, shattering a large piece of the wall. The sniper subconsciously lowered his head, blinking, covered in dust.

The observer's tone was urgent as he shouted into the walkie-talkie, "The enemy has two snipers, at the wall!"

"Take cover, and be sure to take them out!" Da Xiong ordered into the walkie-talkie while suppressing the enemy's firepower with gunfire.

At this time, both sides were in a stalemate. No matter how eagerly Da Xiong wanted to advance the battle, progress was still incredibly slow because the number of people on both sides was about the same.

"Da da da!"

"Ah!!!"

In everyone's ears, gunfire continued in the courtyard, and screams rang out from time to time, tightening everyone's heartstrings.

…

At the same time, inside the courtyard.

The fire had already engulfed the factory building, and the remaining ten or so San Guang Society members had to huddle together. Zheng Guang led a few still-mobile thugs to gather the sandbags in the factory building, piling them up in a circle in front of them, barely blocking the flames.

"Da da da!"

Four thugs held automatic rifles,趴 (pā - lying prone) on the sandbags, and frantically扫射 (sǎoshè - strafed) outside.

The remaining members were pale and shivering behind the sandbags.

"Bro, we can't hold on much longer," Xiao Huo shouted to Zheng Guang, covered in sweat. "We're running out of bullets!"

Zheng Guang gritted his teeth and quickly searched the factory building, finally landing his eyes on Nannan's body not far away. He crouched down, trying to take the explosives from the corpse.

"Bang!"

A bullet grazed his scalp and landed on the wall next to him, directly blasting a hole in it.

"Damn!" Zheng Guang cursed and had to retreat.

The enemy sniper had a good field of vision and was constantly watching them. If they couldn't get the explosives, they wouldn't be able to leave this damn place.

"Pa!"

Just as Zheng Guang was in a panic, a few more incendiary screens were thrown in, directly砸 (zá - smashed) on the sandbags in front of them.

A young man 趴 (pā - lying prone) on the sandbags was instantly ignited by the flames, turning into a human torch, wailing and rolling around. Zheng Guang and the others immediately rushed over, took off their clothes, and tried to extinguish the flames on his body.

"Bang!"

Another bullet shot in, blasting a young man's head open, splattering blood everywhere. Zheng Guang hurriedly 趴 (pā - lay prone) on the ground, watching his companion struggle painfully in the flames, his eyes wide open...

…

Five minutes later, the sound of gunfire from the factory gradually weakened until it disappeared.

The white officer was sure that the other side had lost the ability to resist, and decisively ordered, "First squad, send someone in to finish them off and quickly clean up the scene."

Four soldiers wearing heat-resistant combat suits, holding automatic rifles, and wearing gas masks, stepped into the courtyard.

…

At the same time, Wang Daolin also noticed that the gunfire in the courtyard was weakening and saw four soldiers going in to finish them off. He stomped his feet anxiously.

If all these kids died here, then this trip would be for nothing, and the mission given by the higher-ups would not be completed.

Thinking of this, Wang Daolin did not hesitate, ran back to the car in big strides, yanked open the car door with a clang, and took out small riot shields from inside, distributing them to the police officers under his command.

"Those who aren't afraid to die, charge in with me!" After Wang Daolin finished speaking, he took the lead, holding a riot shield, and charged toward the courtyard.

"You... you come back!" Da Xiong hurriedly shouted at him.

Time was of the essence, and Wang Daolin had already put life and death out of his mind, ignoring Da Xiong's obstruction.

The seven or eight police officers under Wang Daolin, although not as capable in combat as the special operations team, were now also carrying riot shields, following Wang Daolin's left and right.

"Da da da!"

The enemy's bullets shot over, hitting the riot shields and sputtering a row of sparks.

"Cover them!" Seeing that they were determined, Da Xiong waved his hand and decisively ordered.

"Da da da!"

Dense bullets swept toward the other side, suppressing the enemy soldiers, preventing them from raising their heads.

"Stop him! Quick!" The white officer saw Wang Daolin's figure and roared into the walkie-talkie.

"Bang!"

A sniper bullet hit Wang Daolin's riot shield, like a sledgehammer砸 (zá - smashing) down, directly sending his body flying out and falling into the earthen pit next to him.

Wang Daolin's ribs were broken again, and he had to endure the pain, struggling to get up.

"Bang!"

Another bullet shot over,穿过 (chuānguò - passing through) the wall next to him and landing on Wang Daolin's foot.

"Ah!"

Although the wall slowed down the power of the bullet, Wang Daolin's foot was still shot through, leaving a huge bloody hole, causing him to scream in pain.

"Chief Wang!"

Several police officers hurriedly ran over, protecting Wang Daolin with their riot shields.

The enemy sniper had already aimed at Wang Daolin's head and was about to continue shooting, when a bullet砰 (pēng - with a bang) directly击穿 (jīchuān - pierced) his eyeballs,搅碎 (jiǎosuì - shattered) his brain, and dug a large hole in the back of his head.

"Enemy sniper neutralized."

The observer's shout faintly came from the walkie-talkie. Wang Daolin shook his head, trying to stay awake. Several police officers helped him up.

"Damn it, if we don't risk our lives now, when will we?! If we lose them, we won't be able to explain it when we get back." Wang Daolin gritted his teeth, his eyes red as he got up and roared, "If Lao Shang gets fired, this group of us will be one step away from being screwed!! Charge with me!"

After decades in the business, Wang Daolin had reached the most important turning point in his life. After all the past merits have been exchanged for practical benefits, whether he can break through the barriers to advancement depends on this gamble.

Fame and fortune are within reach, and if you don't want to be a loser, you have to step up at this time!

…

At the same time, four soldiers had already walked into the factory building. Holding automatic rifles, they shot the bodies lying on the ground, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

One of the soldiers slowly penetrated the factory building and soon discovered a young man whose leg had been blown off. The other man靠 (kào - leaned) on a sandbag, looking at him with a pleading look.

The soldier raised his automatic rifle and aimed at the young man. At this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the fire.

"Cnm, I'll fight you!" Zheng Guang's face was half-covered in blisters from the burns, his eyes red, and relying on his strong physique, he扑倒 (pūdǎo - tackled) the soldier,骑 (qí - riding) on him, and死死 (sǐsǐ - tightly)掐 (qiā - grabbed) his neck.

"Damn brat!" The soldier roared, extending his thick arms and厮打 (sīdǎ - wrestled) with Zheng Guang on the ground, "Gerr, come help me!"

Another soldier walked over quickly, raised his automatic rifle, and aimed at Zheng Guang's back.

"Pa pa pa!"

At this moment, a burst of dense footsteps sounded. The soldier subconsciously turned his head, and in his gaze, Wang Daolin,一瘸一拐 (yīqué-yīguǎi - limping), holding a riot shield, led seven or eight police officers穿过 (chuānguò - passing through) the fire and killed their way to them.

"Da da da...!"

Gunfire erupted in the room.

Outside, Da Xiong saw that the factory building had gradually begun to collapse from the fire, felt anxious, and immediately roared, "Cover me, third squad, follow me!"