The city defense headquarters, Exit 2.

"Da da da!"

The gunfire grew more intense as more and more enemies poured out of the drainage ditches, launching wave after wave of frantic attacks.

At this moment, the riverbed and the gentle slopes were covered with the corpses of soldiers from both sides, and blood had dyed the entire river channel red.

Wang Zheng's troops were dwindling in number with each battle, and their ammunition was almost exhausted. Forced to retreat, they abandoned the slopes on both sides and retreated to the woods behind, where they dispersed to snipe the enemy.

Wang Zheng, armed with an automatic rifle, had taken a bullet to the abdomen and wrapped it with a dirty bandage. He stood behind a tree, firing at the enemy.

"Da da da!"

Two or three enemies fell, and the opposite side immediately returned fire towards the woods.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang!"

Several stray bullets hit the tree trunk, blasting off chunks of bark. Wang Zheng could only hide behind the tree in a sorry state.

Around him, the other soldiers had also run out of ammunition and supplies, suppressed and afraid to show their heads.

"They can't hold on any longer!"

"Kill! Kill all the Orientals!"

"……!!"

The city defense forces below roared as they charged.

Wang Zheng changed his magazine and shouted to a company commander beside him, "How many men do we have left?"

"Not many!" The company commander's left arm had been broken. Leaning against a tree, he used his right arm to support his automatic rifle, firing bursts at the enemy. "The Third Company is all dead! The Second Company has half its men left! We really can't hold on anymore, we can't… let's retreat!"

Wang Zheng looked at the city defense forces still pressing forward, feeling extremely unwilling.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Just then, countless grenades were suddenly thrown from overhead, flying over everyone's heads towards the riverbed and the gentle slopes.

"Rumble!"

A series of explosions ripped through the ranks, blasting the city defense forces into pieces!!

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Charge over!"

A roar like a tsunami came from behind. Wang Zheng turned his head and saw Sun Wei dragging his fat body, holding an automatic rifle, and leading a force of seven or eight hundred men, densely packed, charging towards them.

Wang Zheng's scalp went numb at the sight.

"Our logistics support group is here to lend a hand!" Sun Wei roared while firing, "Brothers, as long as we don't fall, our guns will keep firing!! Charge forward for me!!"

The makeshift armed force, once composed of a group of local gangsters, was rapidly approaching the edge of the forest. Armed with a motley collection of weapons— Molotov cocktails, flamethrowers, automatic rifles, light machine guns—they rained fire down on the city defense forces.

The city defense forces, who had only just pressed forward, were forced to retreat again.

Wang Zheng reloaded his magazine, worked the bolt, and roared, "Fuck your mother, brothers, fight back with me!"

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sounds of gunfire and artillery fire rose and fell. Sun Wei's men were everywhere, and the city defense forces were routed, forced to retreat back into the drainage pipes.

A dozen city defense soldiers stood on the gentle slope, unable to retreat in time. They threw away their guns, raised their hands, and shouted in broken English, "Surrender! We don't want to fight anymore!"

Wang Zheng, carrying his automatic rifle, walked past them. Hearing them shout surrender, he immediately stopped, gritted his teeth, and cursed, "Fuck your mother, so many of my men have died, and you're telling me you want to surrender?"

Wang Zheng was no longer the same person he had been just a few hours ago. His fear and panic had been completely buried on the battlefield!

The fall of comrade after comrade had given birth to a new hatred in him. His face twisted with rage as he stared at these enemies and unhesitatingly pulled the trigger.

"Da da da!"

Clusters of blood mist exploded. When Wang Zheng left, only the corpses of a dozen city defense soldiers remained on the ground.

There were no more enemies on the riverbed. All the city defense forces had retreated into the drainage pipes. Sun Wei led his troops forward, guarding the entrances to the pipes and continuing to exchange fire with the people inside.

"Cnm, I'll let you hide!!" Wang Zheng stood by the mouth of the pipe and shouted, "Grenades, Molotov cocktails, tear gas! Throw everything you've got! Pour it in!"

"Quick!" Sun Wei followed the order. A line of soldiers stepped forward, took down the various projectiles hanging on their chests, and threw them into the pipe with a flurry of bangs.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Violent explosions erupted inside the pipe, and thick smoke billowed out.

Wang Zheng's eyes were bloodshot. He pointed at the mouth of the pipe and roared, "Demolitions team! Plant the explosives!"

"Pa pa pa!"

A dozen demolition soldiers quickly stepped forward and plastered TNT and C4 on the walls next to the mouth of the pipe!

Wang Zheng led his men to retreat quickly, retreating to a safe distance before shouting, "Blow it up!"

"Boom!"

With a deafening explosion, the entire mouth of the pipe was blown to pieces. A large amount of rubble fell, and Exit 2 was completely blocked.

……

At Exit 1, the battle was extremely fierce, and it looked like they were about to lose.

Troops continued to pour out of the passage, firing in all directions.

"Da da da!"

A row of bullets swept over, hitting the barricade and kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Lao Hei dragged his injured leg, hiding behind the barricade. The wound on his leg simply wouldn't stop bleeding.

Lao Hei's forehead was also covered in cold sweat. Enduring the pain, he took the communicator from the corpse of a nearby signal soldier and connected to Jin Maohui.

"Bureau Chief Jin!!" Lao Hei said, panting, "How's it going on your end? When will you be here?"

"We've encountered a large number of enemy troops blocking us, and our advance is very slow." Jin Maohui's voice was also very urgent.

"Hurry up!" Lao Hei urged through gritted teeth, "If you don't come soon, they're all going to run away!"

"I'm at the very front of the main force, personally leading the guard detachment to push forward!!" Jin Maohui's shouting came from the communicator, "Hold on, we'll be there soon!"

……

At the same time, in the south of the city.

"Wuu wuu wuu--"

The long blare of the bugle call resounded throughout the city, the sound of Xin Xiaodong's corps's complete victory in the street fighting!

A tidal wave of troops advanced into the city in large numbers. With the complete collapse of the city defense forces' street fighting line, the soldiers had scattered and fled.

In the command post of the Third Division, Xin Xiaodong stood in front of the sand table, urgently ordering the officers around him, "Everyone, hurry up! Advance towards the city defense headquarters at full speed! Mechanized units, don't stop, all of you drive in! And the Blackwater Legion's helicopter squadron, go over there immediately! In one fell swoop, take down Gustav's headquarters for me!"

"Yes!"

……

Su Tianyu sat in a military helicopter, looking at St. Paul's, which was filled with war and smoke below. He picked up the communicator and began to contact Jin Maohui: "The war is almost over! Bureau Chief Jin, you must remember to tell the commanding officers in front not to advance rashly, just delay as much as possible! You guys rush forward and support Lao Hei and Hou Guoyu!"