Chapter 1

The Dragon City, on a certain street, a fierce gun battle was still raging.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A large number of bullets crisscrossed in the air, and dazzling flames bloomed from time to time. The street was filled with smoke and chaos.

"Ah!"

The surrounding vehicles fled in panic, and pedestrians screamed, scrambling to escape.

At this moment, Yu Mingyuan was in a sorry state, with many abrasions and contusions on his body. Under the protection of the guard platoon leader and others, he was firing back at the distant enemies.

"Boom boom!"

Hand grenades exploded around them, stirring up large clouds of dust, forcing everyone to duck for cover.

"Need some men over here!"

The guard platoon leader, covered in sweat, pulled Yu Mingyuan and said, "We have to retreat immediately! Get out of here!"

Looking at the enemies gathering from all directions, Yu Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little scared and quickly nodded.

"Everyone, fight and retreat, move towards the opposite side of the road!"

Engaging in a gun battle on the road with the enemy across the street was very disadvantageous for them. The gunmen were hidden in the dark, while Yu Mingyuan's side was a live target.

The guard platoon leader quickly scanned the surrounding environment. Across the street was a row of shops, all closed at this time, which could be used as cover to escape.

Therefore, under the cover of thirty or so soldiers, Yu Mingyuan and his men fought and retreated, moving towards the shops.

The men with the plastic surgery faces also got out of the car, holding automatic rifles and throwing hand grenades, using their numerical advantage and ambush to press forward.

Soon, the guard platoon leader had retreated to the front of a bakery and smashed the window with the butt of his gun.

"Crash!"

The window glass shattered. The guard platoon leader shouted, "Quick! Everyone retreat inside! Second squad leader, you take some men and hold this position!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers fought and retreated, entering the bakery in an orderly manner through the broken window.

Then, they set up their guns, crouched by the window, and fired at the outside.

"Da da da!"

The firepower from the opposite side was obviously more fierce. A row of bullets swept over, and two soldiers burst into blood mist and staggered backward.

The soldiers inside the shop quickly reached out, grabbed the wounded soldiers, and desperately dragged them into the shop.

At the same time, the plastic surgery face and a large number of gunmen pressed forward. Seeing that the guard platoon had entered the bakery, he immediately turned to He Yan and instructed, "Quick, take a group of men and go around to the back to see if they've escaped through the back door!"

"Understood."

Without saying a word, He Yan called on more than a dozen gunmen and quickly detoured to the street behind the shops.

...

Inside the bakery, the guard platoon leader, holding his gun, led Yu Mingyuan quickly through the hall to the back door of the shop.

A lock hung on the back door. The guard platoon leader swept the lock with the butt of his gun, smashing it twice and breaking it.

"Quick, go this way!"

The guard platoon leader shouted, and the remaining dozen or so soldiers, holding their guns, filed out first, escorting Yu Mingyuan away from the bakery.

The people on the street had long since run away, leaving only a few cars parked on the side of the road.

"Quick, quick!"

The guard platoon leader led Yu Mingyuan and a group of soldiers, quickly crossed the street, and ran further away!

Yu Mingyuan panted heavily, covered in blood, and fled desperately under the cover of the soldiers.

"Screech—"

Suddenly, several harsh braking sounds came from his ears. Everyone turned their heads and saw several more cars screeching to a halt at the intersection.

"Crash!"

The car doors were pulled open, and twenty or thirty gunmen, also dressed in Dragon City police uniforms, jumped out of the cars.

When these people saw Yu Mingyuan, they didn't say a word and started shooting!

"Da da da!"

Rows of bullets swept over, and two or three more soldiers burst into blood mist and fell to the ground.

There were too many enemies; they couldn't handle them at all!

"Run! Run to the nearby buildings!"

The guard platoon leader's eyes were bloodshot. While launching a counterattack against the enemy, he led the remaining people to retreat to a nearby group of buildings.

...

At this moment, He Yan and his men arrived and were stunned when they saw those who were dressed the same as them.

A gunman next to him subconsciously asked, "The police department? Or one of us?"

After a brief pause, the opposite side suddenly raised their guns and opened fire on them.

"Da da da!"

"Damn it! It's another group!" He Yan reacted and fired back at the opponent with his gun.

At the same time, He Yan saw the people on the opposite side driving two or three cars and chasing after Yu Mingyuan and the others.

...

Gunshots continued to ring out, shattering the peaceful night of the Dragon City.

The guard platoon fought and retreated, desperately fleeing towards the residential buildings.

The plastic surgery face team and the third wave of entrants fought each other for a while, and then launched a pursuit towards the guard platoon.

On the way, several soldiers were shot and fell into pools of blood.

In order to cover Yu Mingyuan, the guard platoon leader could only retreat with the remaining five soldiers, his eyes bloodshot.

"Platoon leader, we can't hold on anymore!"

The first squad leader was shot in the shoulder, and half of his body was stained with blood. He endured the severe pain, clamped his automatic rifle, and fired at the distant enemies, trying to stop them.

There were only a few of them left; they couldn't stop the two forces at all.

"When will the reinforcements arrive?" The guard platoon leader turned to ask a nearby communications soldier.

The moment the battle began, they immediately sent a distress message to the garrison.

"I don't know yet!" The communications soldier also looked anxious: "But in such a short time, I'm afraid...!"

"Damn!"

The guard platoon leader scanned the surroundings: "Into the residential building! Quick!"

The presence of a third-party force made Yu Mingyuan and others very embarrassed, but there was no better way at the moment, so they could only continue to flee in panic.

Yu Mingyuan also gritted his teeth, hunched over, and followed them to retreat in the direction of the residential building.

Soon, the group smashed open the security door and hid inside the building.

...

At the same time, in the direction of the main entrance of the bakery, the plastic surgery face was leading people to continue to encircle and suppress the soldiers inside the store.

"Boom!"

A rocket shot into the store, setting off dazzling flames and blowing away the bodies of two soldiers.

After several rounds of attacks, the resistance inside the store weakened a lot.

"Zzz—"

The plastic surgery face's headset suddenly rang twice, and then He Yan's voice came: "The situation is not right. There is another group of people attacking us! We don't know where they came from, but they are wearing the same clothes as us!"

The plastic surgery face was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Don't worry about who it is, our target is Yu Mingyuan! I'll go support you now! I have to watch him get killed with my own eyes!"

"Okay!"

He Yan hung up the communication. The plastic surgery face, holding his gun, shouted to the side, "Third group, continue to mop up! Second group, come with me!"

Twenty or so gunmen immediately followed him. On the way, the plastic surgery face pressed another headset communication button and connected to a phone call.

Soon, a man's voice came out: "How is it going?"

The plastic surgery face said in a low voice: "There's a little accident, another group of people has entered the field."

The voice was silent for a moment and then said: "I know, there will be reinforcements, you continue to attack."