No one anticipated Ye Fan's maneuver this time.

The four hundred elite troops brought by Qu Lin vanished into thin air under the assault of forty Magnetic Storm Infantry.

This threw Mu Haiyang and others' plans into chaos.

Clearly, the people inside can no longer suppress Ye Fan's power; they must either let those outside come in or have those inside go out.

However, the sacrifice of these four hundred elites at least had some value, as it bought some time for others to escape.

In this short moment, most of the people inside had already fled.

Ye Fan immediately called Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman.

"Gentlemen, we need to coordinate from inside and outside, and first leave the Heavy Truck Corps."

Ye Fan did not want to get entangled here; after all, the enemy numbered over ten thousand, and there were many light and heavy weapons prepared outside. Engaging here would be unwise.

Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman were also aware of this fact and had already contacted their subordinates outside for action when the battle first broke out.

Gunfire erupted around them, and their subordinates began to launch attacks.

Additionally, Ye Fan noticed over a hundred people remaining inside, all drawing weapons and moving to Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman's side, clearly indicating they were planted inside the Heavy Truck Corps.

Lawson shrugged off his clothes, revealing iron-like muscles, holding a gigantic grenade launcher in his hand.

"Let's stick to the original plan and rush out, focusing all our force on the side door. My people already have cars prepared outside."

He turned to Zhao Xiaoman: "Xiaoman, are your people ready?"

"All set, making feint attacks in several nearby spots, focusing on the side door."

He then looked at Ye Fan and the Magnetic Storm Infantry holding electromagnetic guns: "Alright, Younger Brother Ye, does your team need... need a charge?"

Ye Fan waved his hand: "No need, there's still 90% charge left."

Lawson chuckled: "Younger Brother Ye, you're something else, managing to place ambushers in the enemy's restroom beforehand—I can't imagine how you pulled it off."

Ye Fan also smiled without further explanation; it was inherently hard to explain, best left to others' imagination.

Lawson looked at Ye Fan with a sense of challenge: "Younger Brother Ye, I admit your way with women is surely better than mine. I've lived as Giant Stone Lawson for twenty-eight years, having been with only ten women, while you must add a zero to that number."

Ye Fan was taken aback, then gestured slightly: "Let's not dwell on this; each relationship in my heart is sacred."

"Impressive! A love saint!"

Lawson gave Ye Fan a thumbs-up: "Though I concede in that aspect, when it comes to troop combat power, I really want to compete with you. Today, let's see which of our subordinates kills more enemies."

Ye Fan nodded, high-fiving Lawson.

"Brothers, charge with me! Whether this is our last battle or not, fight these Heavy Truck Corps scum! When we break through, we'll continue as brothers!"

"Alright~~~!"

Lawson's subordinates roared loudly, and the people inside began to launch their charge outward.

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By this time, Mu Haiyang and Qu Lin's forces were almost in place.

Though the plan to resolve issues indoors failed, their combined forces still totaled 13,000!

The troops outside gathered in a dark mass, quickly clashing with Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman's forces.

Although they held a numerical advantage, the two's subordinates, using the cover of darkness, constantly launched surprise attacks on the Heavy Truck Corps. Resolving them swiftly was not easy.

Qu Lin currently paid no attention to Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman's subordinates attacking outside; he had turned his animosity towards Ye Fan.

This time, coming to the Heavy Truck Corps, he brought three thousand of his men.

Despite losing four hundred, he still had 2,600 men, and he immediately rallied the troops for a fierce counterattack on the banquet hall.

"Get in there! Regardless of anything, take down that Ye Fan and avenge our brothers from Quancheng!"

Just as the troops rallied to charge in, they encountered Lawson and others rushing out.

At this moment, Lawson also showcased his strength as a Level 2 Evolver, with hardened skin resembling a layer of armor that deflected ordinary bullets. The grenade launcher fired repeatedly, causing the enemy's formation to fall into disarray.

"Hahaha! Come on, grandchildren! See if your grandpa Lawson is scared!"

Zhao Xiaoman's performance was equally impressive; her weapons were two Uzi submachine guns, fired with extreme precision, almost every shot hitting the head.

Moreover, she possessed exceptional speed; once out the door, she moved quickly, making her hard to target with enemy fire.

Ye Fan followed casually behind them, surrounded by a group of Magnetic Storm Infantry like an impenetrable wall, blocking the stray bullets.

Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman wanted to showcase themselves, so let them take the lead first.

"Follow me!"

Lawson charged ahead, heading straight for the side door.

Mu Haiyang watched the group's movements, deducing their intentions.

"They're attempting to leave through the side door. I want to see if you can get away."

Having overcome the initial panic, Mu Haiyang's deployment began to show its power.

The numerical advantage was fully exploited; large groups of soldiers charged out, starting to suppress the force Lawson had deployed.

Before they reached the side door, bad news kept coming in.

"The people to the east can't hold on!"

"The people at the main door can't hold on!"

"The enemy's firepower to the west is too strong; our casualties are too heavy!"

"There's a plane! A plane is firing from above us! Boss Lawson, we can't make it!"

Qu Lin's troops began group charges as well, with Lawson's large figure too conspicuous, taking two sniper rounds.

His body was hit with fist-sized welts; although not fatal, the injuries were significant.

"Quick, quick! Run faster!"

Lawson was in a bit of a mess, surrounded by enemies from all sides, with people around him constantly getting shot and falling. Even though he was a Level 2 Evolver, he couldn't possibly hold on for much longer.

Only Ye Fan's Magnetic Storm Infantry kept shooting out streams of electricity, preventing the enemies from getting too close.

But the Magnetic Storm Infantry also had a fatal weakness, which was their range.

The range of a One-Star Magnetic Storm Infantry was only sixty meters, and for those distant enemies, only Udyr's Magnetic Storm Gun could fight back.

But in such a massive battle, the counterattack of one person was insignificant.

Lawson encouraged everyone: "Around the corner ahead, there's my subordinate Conch waiting to meet us. As long as we meet up with him, we can reach the side gate successfully, and once we break through, we will be free."

This invigorated the group, and they continued to push forward through the rain of bullets.

When they reached the corner, indeed, there were people standing in the distant darkness.

Lawson shouted, "Conch, is that you?"

"It's me."

"Come quickly and cover us, help us fend off the pursuers behind."

At this moment, Conch's voice turned sinister.

"Lawson, you better stop dreaming. I am now under the command of Leader Mu Haiyang. You trapped rats better surrender obediently."

"What! Conch, you...!" Lawson was shocked.

"Hahaha! A wise man submits to circumstances. You people trying to oppose the leader without knowing your own strength. This path is blocked; just stay here!"

Conch's voice sounded muffled, and upon closer inspection, they realized a simple fortification had been set up there.

A heavy machine gun was being set up, ready to fire at them.

Due to the distance, the Magnetic Storm Infantry couldn't reach there.

Lawson's face changed dramatically as he turned to look at Ye Fan and the others: "Everyone, this is my fault. I'll charge up shortly to buy you some time. Try to get at least one of you out."

Ye Fan suddenly raised his hand, revealing a smile: "No need for meaningless sacrifice, just take them out."

"Take them out? How... hmm?"

In Lawson's surprised gaze, ten soldiers emerged from the group of Ye Fan's big men.

Each soldier had a rocket launcher on their shoulder.

Three-Star Rocket Launcher Warrior Su Mo crouched at the front, quickly giving orders.

"Three armor-piercing shells, three explosive grenades, four incendiary rounds, fire rapidly, take down that fortification!"

"Fire~~~!"

Boom boom boom~~~!

Three armor-piercing shells were launched first!

The front of the fortification was blasted open in an instant!

Swish swish swish~~~!

Then the explosive grenades followed, shooting through the gap opened by the armor-piercing shells!

The rockets detonated inside the fortification, and the flying shrapnel almost completely enveloped everyone inside.

Amid cries of pain, the four incendiary rounds followed closely.

The fortification was vividly engulfed in flames.

"Charge!"

Ye Fan waved his hand, the Magnetic Storm Infantry leading the way, with everyone following closely.

Lawson was already a bit dazed, not knowing when these rocket launcher soldiers had mixed in.

This Ye Fan was really hiding a lot, even from his own people.

But Lawson still didn't believe they could escape, because when they reached the vicinity of the side gate, they found it brightly lit, with over a thousand people already entrenched there.

"Younger Brother Ye, shall I lead the charge, covering you all...?"

Ye Fan suddenly raised a finger, "Don't speak."

Touching the walkie-talkie at his waist, Ye Fan issued another command.

"Target the enemy's side gate position, fire!"

Lawson and the others looked up to see streaks of fire descending from the distant sky.

Mortars!

Just like meteors dragging long tails across the night sky, they landed thud after thud on the Heavy Truck Corps' positions.

Fireballs plumed up, shrapnel flying!

Amid screams, the Heavy Truck Corps' positions were thrown into complete disarray.

They hadn't anticipated someone in the vicinity would be targeting them with mortars.

As one volley ended, the second arrived!

Ye Fan's mortar soldiers could fire six rounds within a minute!

With twenty mortars, they essentially plowed through that small area with artillery.

After six consecutive rounds of bombardment, within a minute, the entire position was almost leveled!

"Charge~~!"

Ye Fan pulled along the somewhat unresponsive Lawson and Zhao Xiaoman, breaking directly through the Heavy Truck Corps' side gate core area!

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