Unlike the Templar force, who had just joined the battlefield and were waiting for their work, almost everyone in the squad was wounded, and their ammunition and physical strength were close to being stretched thin.

In many cases, Qi Lin had stopped shooting and instead used the bone blade to settle the battle—the bone blade in the shape of a huge horse chopping knife was already stained with mottled blood.

Qi Lin, who had [Rapid Recovery] and [Radiation Battery], was fine, but the physical exertion of the rest of the team was very serious - the strength of the resistance encountered by the team in this residential area was really much higher than originally planned.

From the moment the fury appeared and killed the big guys, the whole plan began to go out of the way of the expected development.

"At twelve o'clock, a large number of Templars, with heavy machine guns!"

As soon as Qi Lin and the others rushed out of an alley, they collided head-on with twenty or thirty Templars, and the two sides were stunned for a moment, and then began to exchange fire fiercely-

Qi Lin killed the opponent's machine gunner in the first place, but the opponent's fierce fire also pressed them back into the alley.

"Is anyone hurt?" Qi Lin asked loudly.

"Bullet in the shower." Cheng Yanqiu replied.

Shower is one of the only three remaining male warriors in Cheng Yanqiu's team, except for him and the night owl, he is relatively silent but very reliable, and has been covering everyone on the flank of the team during the previous battle.

"Does it matter?"

"The arm was single, and I was lucky, I missed it by less than a centimeter, I didn't hit the major artery, and the bullet pierced through." Cheng Yanqiu tore off the sleeve of the shower, looked at it and said.

"Help him bandage, we may need to force this level, there will definitely be more and more people on the other side of the drag!" Qi Lin said, pulling out a pair of melee weapons from behind his back that he had just picked up from the corpse.

It was a shield made of cold-rolled steel and a thick mace-head mallet with rusty iron on the head.

There are not many bullets left, and firing a railgun at this distance is no different from killing yourself.

Cheng Yanqiu and Night Stalker quickly helped Shower Yu treat his wound, and then everyone simply distributed their equipment.

With the exception of the foggy-eyed Mosin Nagant and six rows of magazines with a total of twenty rounds, the rest of the team had run out of bullets for their main weapons, except for the pistol with single-digit ammunition left, and the Night Stalker was holding an old M16A1 rifle picked up from the killed Templar, and there was very little ammunition left in this rifle.

"I've got one last flashbang, and when I throw it out, we'll rush straight away, and if we can get there, we'll have a good chance of getting rid of the pursuers behind us." Qi Lin said.

"And what about after rushing over? The movement is so big, the Eastern District must also know about the existence of our team, even if they don't know what our purpose is, but no one will let an armed team of hostile forces run around in their own jurisdiction, right? Cheng Yanqiu said.

"After entering the East District, we will disperse directly, the East District is large, there are more bars, commercial areas, and more people, as long as we disguise ourselves as an outside player in the Steel City, we may not be discovered, and then meet on the coast."

Qi Lin said that this method was actually one of the several backup plans originally planned, but this backup plan, to be honest, was the one he didn't want to use the most, if the people in the team were scattered, who knew if everyone could gather again at the predetermined time and place, with only one or two people, it would be absolutely impossible to destroy the bridge of a firmament-class aircraft carrier.

But now in this case, the infiltration has become a breakthrough, with interception in front and chasing soldiers in the back, and only this plan can make the plan continue.

In addition, Qi Lin also asked Cheng Yanqiu to send a message to Lei Kui, asking Lei Kui to suspend the frontal offensive - if the players of the Mutual Aid Association in the Western Region can still resist, maybe the missiles will not fall for a while and a half, but if the Western District falls, Qi Lin can be sure that in the next second, the missiles on the aircraft carrier will immediately explode on the heads of the large forces of the consortium alliance.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Lin slammed the last flashbang in his hand and threw it out of the alley with all his might!

"Uhhh

A dazzling flash of bright light flashed, and Qi Lin grabbed his shield and rushed out, followed closely by several other people.

These Templars obviously didn't have much combat experience, and this flash of light popped out, almost all of them were eaten, and they were either clasped tightly with tears in their eyes, or swept around with the weapons in their hands.

Those stray bullets that swept with their eyes closed were inaccurate, and even a few of them went to Qi Lin, they were all blocked by Qi Lin with heavy steel plates.

The team quickly rushed to the front of the Templar defense, and Qi Lin directly threw away the shield in his hand, and with a slash of the mallet, he instantly smashed the heads of the two Templars in front of him.

Picking up the weapons of the two dead Templars, Qi Lin fired an assault rifle in one hand and left and right, and in just two seconds, he swept over at least a dozen people!

The Templar defense line collapsed in an instant, and Qi Lin and the four of them killed all the twenty or thirty Templars in a dozen seconds, and also replenished ammunition on their corpses by the way.

"Hurry up, let's go!"

Qi Lin hurriedly touched a Type 56-1 assault rifle in the style of an AK from the corpse, grabbed four or five magazines and stuffed them into his pocket, then got up and ran forward—less than fifty meters away, there was a road running through the military port area, which was also the dividing line between the southern and eastern districts.

The roadbed of the road was nearly two meters above the ground, and the slopes were paved with gravel and cinders on both sides.

"Night Stalker!"

Qi Lin shouted, only to see that the mask on the face of the night owl who rolled down had been cut by sharp stones, and her face was dripping with blood, and on her thigh, a bullet had a piercing hole - this was the damage caused by a 7.62 caliber rifle bullet, and there was only a hole less than the size of a coin on the front, and on the back, the flesh taken away from the wound was the size of a bowl.

Blood gushed out wildly, mixing with the dust on the ground around it, turning into red-black mud.

"We can't save her, and she can't get up on her own." Qi Lin looked at the night owl's injuries, and then at the mutual aid chasers who had rushed out of the residential area not far away, and shook his head.

The night owl seemed to know that he was going to die, so he first took a morphine from his pocket, stabbed it hard in his lower abdomen, and then removed the explosives he was carrying, and threw it onto the road.

The meaning is very clear - leave me alone, you go.