Chapter 723 - 701:
The scene had turned into chaos, and the thugs and hoodlums absorbed by Zhang Bufen were instantly stimulated by the sight of blood, shouting as they fled, making the scene resemble a market.
"Run, someone got killed!"
"Bad news, there are dead people, dead people!"
These guys ran frantically, though they were just thugs and hoodlums. However, their negative emotions quickly affected the soldiers under Zhang Bufen’s command. As the saying goes, the troops were greatly agitated, perhaps this was exactly it.
"Damn it, they are shaking the troops’ morale!" the Think Tank said helplessly.
"Think Tank, this can’t go on, we have to come up with a good plan!" a little brother urged anxiously.
"Let’s retreat!" Another blood-soaked little brother approached and said, "The enemy is too strong, they outnumber us, and their weapons are better than ours, if we continue, we will hardly have a chance to escape!"
"Do you think I don’t want to leave? But the young master has ordered, no one is allowed to leave, we must hold our ground until the end!" the Think Tank said angrily.
The little brothers immediately fell silent, and all that could be heard were the continuous roars and screams, everyone was running. Zhang Bufen did not seem to realize this yet; he was not someone who mixed in the underworld originally, having clawed his way up in the commercial sector before entering the military, where he learned a few things. Whether it was stuff from the commercial sector or the military, none of it could help him survive in the underworld.
Zhang Bufen’s men were being slaughtered continuously, many people died without even seeing whose hands they died by.
"Then let’s kill!" finally enraged, the little brothers raised their knives and charged out rapidly, thinking if they were to die, they might as well die gloriously. Deep down, these people still maintained some military decorum, though they were all military scoundrels, at least they came from the Military District, even in death they couldn’t disgrace the soldiers.
Retreating was disgraceful, only advancing was honorable.