However, as the saying goes, even the strongest fists can't beat four hands. Together, the two managed to block Old Feng's assault.
"Chinese pigs, stop your futile resistance!"
Old Feng's gaze turned cold, but he didn't react excessively.
Judging by the time, the forces attacking from the flanks should have already outflanked them. With Old Gao remaining at the building, it meant that Wu Di and his team were the ones executing this flanking maneuver.
He hoped they wouldn't be so foolish.
Amidst the battle, Old Feng also kept part of his attention on the unfolding situation.
Internally, he didn't truly trust Wang Bing and the others, and had even prepared to retreat at any moment.
Concurrently, on the flanks of the main battlefield, Wang Bing and his group arrived.
He and Liu Ti Xing were in charge of one team, while Wu Di and Liu Tian Zhi led the other.
"Captain Wang, why don't we wait a bit before going out?"
Liu Ti Xing suddenly spoke.
Wang Bing frowned and turned to look at him.
"Do you want to put our own people in a disadvantageous position?"
Liu Ti Xing said sternly, "Captain Wang, it's hard to say who our own people are yet."
"What do you mean?"
Liu Ti Xing continued, "If we're not mistaken, one of the missions is to root out moles, right? Since there are traitors on Donghai Island, who can guarantee that these people in front of us are our allies?"
Wang Bing's frown deepened.
"Captain Wang, isn't this a good opportunity right now? Let them fight amongst themselves, and we can emerge to clean up the mess when the time is right."
Wang Bing said gravely, "Undercover moles are only a minority. Do you want other comrades to die with them?"
Liu Ti Xing chuckled, "Captain Wang, mercy alone doesn't accomplish great things. They can be called innocent, or they can be called guilty."
"After all, they don't follow our orders."
This statement hit the core of the issue.
Liu Ti Xing suspected Old Feng and Old Gao were the moles!
While others might be innocent, by taking orders from them, they were, in a sense, enemies.
Just as he thought he was about to convince Wang Bing, he heard a cold voice.
"Malice alone won't lead to great achievements. Everything requires evidence. Without conclusive proof, it's all just personal conjecture!"
"If you're willing to put innocent people to death based on your own imaginings, that's not the style of our bureau."
Liu Ti Xing's expression drastically changed.
However, Wang Bing no longer paid him any mind. Instead, he looked towards the battlefield ahead and raised his right hand.
A similar scene unfolded on the other side.
By timing, Wu Di and the others arrived slightly earlier than Wang Bing's group.
However, Wu Di delayed issuing the order to attack.
"Brother Wu, what are you waiting for?"
The situation on the battlefield was gradually intensifying. If the initial engagement was merely a probing skirmish, by now, they were all using their ultimate moves.
The battles of cultivators were unlike those of ordinary armies.
While there might be a buffer time for long-range shooting, cultivators were primarily engaged in close combat, even hand-to-hand fighting, with every move being a potentially fatal strike!
A moment's carelessness could lead to death!
Once a casualty occurred, the slight advantage would quickly escalate into immense pressure, spreading across the entire battlefield!
In simpler terms, time was not on their side!
The one who spoke was Liu Tian Zhi. Seeing the bureau's side constantly suppressed, although no deaths had occurred yet, more than one or two had already been injured.
If they waited any longer, casualties on the bureau's side would be inevitable!
In Liu Tian Zhi's opinion, this was a sure win for their side, and every death would be a significant loss.
However, Wu Di merely shook his head. "Brother Liu, we can't rush this. If Ti Xing's side hasn't made a move, we absolutely cannot attack."
"Why?"
"Whether they are tigers or wolves, let's wait and see."
Liu Tian Zhi's pupils suddenly contracted.
Tiger and wolf were slang terms within their circle.
Tiger represented ferocity and could also refer to their allies.
Wolf, on the other hand, represented cunning. Wolves were pack animals, usually strategizing before acting, and here it symbolized enemies, or insidious individuals!
For Wu Di to utter these words at this moment, Liu Tian Zhi understood the implication!
"But what if they never make a move?"
"Then we never move."
Liu Tian Zhi's fists clenched. He looked at his compatriots on the battlefield, and a sense of frustration welled up within him.
In fact, his thoughts were similar to Wang Bing's. Although not as thorough, in Liu Tian Zhi's view, matters of internal moles could be investigated after the battle.
With the main enemy present, they should unite and first eliminate the jackals and leopards!
However, due to the difference in their positions, he could only remain silent.
Just then, Old Feng, on the battlefield, saw one of his subordinates carelessly lose an arm to an enemy's blade, significantly reducing his combat capability.
Fortunately, his reaction was swift, and he immediately joined forces with a nearby teammate, barely holding off the opponent's advance.
But the situation had become extremely critical. They were already being pushed back, and with another opponent added, the two could only fight and retreat.
The battlefield was constantly changing, and maintaining formation was of utmost importance.
The retreat of the two undeniably allowed the enemy to penetrate their formation. At such a moment, any slip-up by them would lead to the two attacking enemies turning their attention to other teammates.
The consequences would be catastrophic!
The two Japanese leaders also noticed this, and their smiles widened.
"Give up, Chinese pigs! None of you will escape today! Surrender obediently, and perhaps we'll give you a quicker death!"
One of them roared with laughter, his smugness evident.
Old Feng could no longer hold back and shouted, "How dare you! When have Chinese warriors ever allowed yourselves to be dictated to by you insignificant insects?"
This was a morale-boosting cry, and also a signal.
Uncertain of Wang Bing's intentions, Old Feng dared not give his subordinates too much hope.
Simultaneously.
Receiving the signal, Wang Bing's expression turned serious. Ignoring Liu Ti Xing, he directly issued the command.
"Kill!"
His teammates had long been eager, and they shouted in unison.
"Kill!"
On the other side, hearing the passionate cry, Wu Di no longer hesitated and shouted, "Brothers, kill!"
"Kill!"
The deafening roars from both sides pierced the sky. The Japanese soldiers on the main battlefield instantly changed their expressions.
"We're in trouble, it's a trap!"
Seeing the two teams charging forward like ferocious tigers descending a mountain, the two battling Old Feng became flustered.
"Retreat!"
"Hurry, retreat!"
The two turned to flee, and this time, it was Old Feng's turn to sneer.
"Trying to run? You bunch of Japanese scum, I'll return your earlier words to you verbatim."
This time, with no ulterior motives, Old Feng held nothing back!