Chapter 1 The Residents' Building

Inside the residential building, the platoon leader of the guard unit picked up a submachine gun that had run out of bullets and wedged it into the bolt of the large iron gate, temporarily blocking it.

"Da da da!"

The gunfire outside was still intense, and getting closer.

The platoon leader couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, they're at it again. Even though they're all wearing the same clothes, it must be two different groups!"

Yu Mingyuan took two deep breaths, trying to remain calm, and said to the platoon leader, "Never mind them for now, we need to find a way out of here."

"Alright, let's check upstairs." The platoon leader, gun in hand, led the group toward the upper floors.

This type of residential building was like an apartment building, with long corridors and many households.

They quickly reached the second floor. Due to the gunfight, the residents on both sides had their doors tightly shut, afraid to venture out. The hallway was dark and without light.

The group groped along the corridor, searching for a way to escape.

...

At the same time, the other group that had been chasing them earlier had also arrived downstairs.

These men smashed open the iron gate, leaving a few men to watch downstairs while the rest quickly chased after them upstairs.

Soon, He Yan and his men also arrived and engaged in a fierce firefight with the other group!

"Da da da!"

Bullets flew back and forth, and both sides suffered casualties.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, the plastic-surgery face also arrived with a team. He scanned the chaotic scene, and without a word, he grabbed an RPG from one of the gunmen and hoisted it onto his shoulder.

Aimed at the gate, the plastic-surgery face pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

A rocket flew, instantly tearing two gunmen hiding behind the door to shreds!

"Shoot upwards! Grenades! Throw them all!"

The plastic-surgery face tossed the rocket launcher to the side and roared, "The target is upstairs, spare no cost, shoot inside!"

"Da da da!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Bullets and grenades rained down on the gate. The few men left behind to guard the entrance were either dead or wounded, and the defensive line instantly collapsed!

The plastic-surgery face strode into the building, snatched a submachine gun from his back, and instructed He Yan, "You guys chase from the front door, we'll chase from the side door, and trap them inside!"

"Understood!"

The two groups dispersed. The plastic-surgery face led a group of men and quickly ran towards the other exit of the building, preparing for a pincer attack.

...

In the second-floor corridor, He Yan stood in front of a door, turning his head to say to a man behind him, "Take a few men and search upstairs, I'll lead the team to check the corridor."

"Okay!"

The man immediately led four or five gunmen and quickly continued searching upstairs.

"Let's go! Be careful!"

He Yan led the remaining men, submachine guns in hand, into the corridor. They hadn't gone far before they saw the other group that had gone upstairs earlier.

"It's them! Fire!"

"Da da da!"

The two groups opened fire without hesitation.

He Yan was held back, taking cover behind a corner, spraying bullets at the enemy. He felt an inexplicable sense of annoyance at being stalled by this group.

...

When the gunfire erupted, Yu Mingyuan and his men had already reached the stairwell on the other side of the second floor.

In the stairwell, bright moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the steps.

"Hurry, hurry! Don't let them escape!"

Just then, a shout came from outside the building. The platoon leader frowned, stopped, and quickly glanced out the window.

Outside the window was the back of the building, below which was a flower bed.

"We'll go this way! Help me tear open the railing!"

Two soldiers crouched on the ground, while two others stood on their shoulders and kicked fiercely at the railing outside the window.

With a few loud bangs, several screws came loose, and the railing began to loosen.

Just then, footsteps reached the entrance downstairs.

The platoon leader, his face covered in blood and sweat, turned and shouted, "They're here! First Squad leader, hold them back!"

"Yes, sir!"

The first squad leader, with only four remaining soldiers, stood at the bottom of the stairs, guns in hand, and opened fire.

"Da da da!"

The bullets swept out, blocking the enemy's advance.

"Quick, take them out! Don't let Yu Mingyuan escape!"

The plastic-surgery face stood downstairs, roaring, firing at the first squad leader and his men in a fierce exchange of gunfire!

"Clang!"

By the window, the platoon leader finally smashed open the railing and shouted to Yu Mingyuan, "Mr. Yu, come quickly!"

Yu Mingyuan glanced at the few soldiers remaining by the door, gritted his teeth, and rushed over.

"Clang!"

Just then, a grenade was thrown in through the iron door, bounced off the wall, and landed at Yu Mingyuan's feet.

"Mr. Yu!"

The platoon leader, without hesitation, rushed forward and threw himself on Yu Mingyuan, pinning him to the ground.

"Boom!"

The grenade exploded violently, shattering the floor!

The platoon leader was struck by shrapnel in the waist, and Yu Mingyuan's right leg was also wounded in the explosion!

"Ah!!"

Yu Mingyuan couldn't help but cry out in agony, blood gushing from his leg.

"Mr. Yu! Let's go!"

Now was not the time to check their injuries. The platoon leader, supporting his battered body, struggled to his feet, grabbed Yu Mingyuan, and dragged him towards the window to jump out.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two landed in the flower bed below, covered in mud, but they had successfully escaped!

"Quick, let's hijack a car on the street!"

The platoon leader clutched his injured waist with one hand and held his gun in the other, leading the limping Yu Mingyuan, covered in blood, across the street, looking for passing vehicles.

Because of the gunfire, the streets were deserted, and not a single car could be seen.

"Huff, huff..."

Yu Mingyuan was running slower and slower, losing strength rapidly. His vision was darkening, and he was panting heavily.

"There!"

The platoon leader's excited voice rang out. Yu Mingyuan followed his finger and saw that there was still traffic passing on the street at the end of the alley ahead.

"Quick! Quick!"

The platoon leader supported Yu Mingyuan, and the two of them ran into the alley together.

Gazing at the street ahead, it seemed as if they could see a chance to escape!

Just then, there was a sudden rustling sound nearby.

A dozen men in police uniforms rushed out from the corner of the alley, surrounding them.

The two were stunned, and the men pounced!

"Bang!"

The platoon leader was pinned against the wall by two large men, unable to move.

Yu Mingyuan was also kicked to the ground and held down, immobilizing his body!

...

Meanwhile, back in the residential building on the second floor.

The battle was over. The plastic-surgery face kicked aside the body of the first squad leader, held his submachine gun, walked to the window, and saw Yu Mingyuan and his men being cornered in the alley.

The enemy was too far away, and their figures were blurred. He couldn't see their specific appearances, and it was impossible to shoot them.

The plastic-surgery face paused, "Are they our people?"

...

In the alley, a man who seemed to be the leader walked over and used the tip of his shoe to lift Yu Mingyuan's chin.

Yu Mingyuan saw his face and was instantly stunned, "It's you?"

The man pulled out a pistol from his waist, cocked it, and said slowly, "I've been waiting for this day... Today, we settle our debts."

"Bang, bang!"

Two gunshots echoed through the alley.