"Report."
"Go ahead," Li Wenyan saw the first squad leader approaching him with a list of battle casualties.
"The fifth and seventh squad leaders are dead, the ninth squad leader is seriously injured. The entire squadron suffered 26 deaths, 15 serious injuries, and almost everyone else is wounded. Thanks to student Anya, the seriously wounded brothers have been saved."
Li Wenyan was on the verge of tears as he cursed, "Damn it, it hurts like hell! We lost nearly half our brothers in one go. These beasts from the Myriad Races Church, I'm going to settle this with you for the rest of my life."
He Feng advised Li Wenyan, "Grieve no more. Our human race are all valiant warriors. Once one becomes a martial artist and embarks on this path, they are no longer afraid of this day. You are also injured, so rest for a while."
Deep in the jungle, before a gloomy man knelt dozens of defeated and disarmed soldiers: "A bunch of trash. Over 30 Silver-level warriors, with more than 300 Bronze-level, were defeated by less than a third of your numbers, and you only these wastes came back.
Where are Zhang Mingming and Old Ghost, these two useless fools? You were defeated like this with three times the forces." The speaker was Tang Ao, one of the 36 Hall Masters of the Myriad Races Church.
"Reporting to Hall Master, Old Ghost was killed, his head was cut off by Li Wenyan. Zhang Mingming fled alone, his whereabouts are unknown," a wounded Bronze-level peak martial artist replied in a panic.
"Damn these two useless pieces of trash! Zhang Mingming, you pervert, do you really think Zhang San and Li Si can protect you?" Tang Ao cursed loudly.
"All of you go down and get treated. The Investigation Team has already dispatched Deputy Captain Li Haoran for support. After dawn, when Hall Master Wang arrives, launch a full assault. As long as we can eliminate Li Haoran, I won't be at a loss."
In the camp, He Feng sat in the tent of Class 9, Year 3 and said, "Tomorrow morning will surely be another fierce battle. Fortunately, everyone is uninjured tonight. If the battle turns unfavorable tomorrow, I will protect you as you break through."
Jiang Zheng asked He Feng, "Didn't we request reinforcements? What did they say?"
"Deputy Captain Li Haoran of the Investigation Team will lead the eighth and ninth squadrons, along with three squadrons from the Patrol Brigade and one squadron from the Special Operations Brigade. A total of 1 Platinum-level martial artist and 6 Gold-level martial artists are coming to reinforce us. Judging by the time, they should arrive in two hours."
"Sigh, come on, everyone, pack up and get ready to run," Jiang Zheng's sudden words startled everyone in the tent.
"What the hell, Old Jiang, reinforcements are arriving soon, and we are strong enough to charge into the jungle and wipe out the entire Myriad Races Church force. Why are you still talking about running?" Everyone in the tent was pondering Jiang Zheng's words, only He Dazhuang stood up and shouted.
Jiang Zheng rolled his eyes, "Sigh, I don't want to talk to He Dazhuang anymore, it's too damn tiring."
He Feng asked in confusion, "Why do you say that? What have you thought of?"
"Firstly, based on the normal strength comparison, the enemy attacked us with three times our forces. We were supposed to die tonight.
However, Old Lin, Old Xiao, and Sister Lingxiu's strength not only exceeded our expectations but also caught the enemy off guard.
Adding to that, the teacher and Senior Student Li killed the Gold-level martial artist leading the enemy. Can the enemy commander remain indifferent after such heavy losses? Or do you believe there are no more Myriad Races Church members in the jungle?
This confirms that the enemy is setting a trap for reinforcements. The Myriad Races Church's true target is Deputy Captain Li Haoran of the Investigation Team, who is leading the reinforcements. The Myriad Races Church most hates the Investigation Team, which provides a complete reason.
The second point is that the enemy could accurately predict our actions. This shows that there must be an informant from the Myriad Races Church within the Martial Arts Bureau. This means that the news of Deputy Captain Li Haoran leading a team to reinforce us has already been known by the Myriad Races Church.
The third point is that if the enemy's current strength was sufficient to annihilate the team led by Deputy Captain Li Haoran, we would have already been attacked, and even wiped out.
This implies that the enemy's current strength is not superior to our reinforcement team, meaning the enemy is also waiting for reinforcements. Once the enemy's reinforcements arrive, both we and the team led by Deputy Captain Li Haoran will be finished."
This time, even He Dazhuang remained silent after Jiang Zheng finished speaking. After all, He Dazhuang was only a bit rash, not stupid. If the enemy knows how many people are coming, then the number of people the enemy needs to eliminate them would be at least two to three times yours.
He Feng took a deep breath, "It seems there's no good solution."
"The low-level martial artists like Bronze and Silver level are easier to deal with. The enemy is conservatively estimated to send at least two Platinum-level experts. If one can tie down Li Haoran, the other Platinum-level can slaughter us all," Jiang Zheng continued He Feng's words.
"Teacher, quickly go and discuss with Senior Student Li to see what we should do."
He Feng, upon hearing Jiang Zheng's words, immediately woke Li Wenyan: "Wenyan, wake up, there's new development."
"What's wrong, Old He? Has the Myriad Races Church attacked?" Li Wenyan immediately grabbed his iron bar upon hearing He Feng's words.
"No." He Feng then explained Jiang Zheng's analysis to Li Wenyan.
"Holy hell, this kid is a genius! How did his brain grow like this? He's outsmarting the enemy time and time again. The Myriad Races Church is really unlucky to encounter such a guy." Li Wenyan grumbled a couple of sentences, then immediately took out his pager and reported Jiang Zheng's analysis to the captain of the Investigation Team.
"Understood. Awaiting the reinforcement team from Li Haoran. Everything proceeds according to plan."
Li Wenyan brought the received message to He Feng. After they both looked at it, they went directly to Jiang Zheng and the others' tent. Professional matters should be handled by professionals.
Entering the tent, Li Wenyan said, "Staff Officer Jiang, come and analyze the current situation."
Jiang Zheng took the message handed to him by Li Wenyan and read it. After a few minutes, he looked up and said, "They are quite ruthless on this side too. The Myriad Races Church scoundrels want to surround and attack reinforcements, and our superiors are actually using us as bait to catch a big fish. It seems the Myriad Races Church might lose two Platinum-level martial artists this time. Hehehe, they all want to eliminate the other side!"
Li Wenyan turned to He Feng and said, "Old He, if it's not possible, you should take the students back first. It looks like there will be at least 4 Platinum-level and more than 10 Gold-level martial artists fighting. If these precious ones get hurt, it would be disastrous.
These children are too outstanding. If they grow up, they will be pillars of the human race."
"Mhm, I also think we should let Anya and the other girls go back first, after all, if these precious ones get hurt, anyone would feel heartbroken. We big guys can stay here and fight the enemy," He Dazhuang said to He Feng and Li Wenyan with a sense of self-importance, not forgetting to throw a flirtatious glance at Anya.
Li Wenyan.......: I take back what I said earlier. Where did this brute come from?