Urban Super Soldier King-Chapter 552: Bombardment in the Dark Night

"Ah..., someone, come quickly..." Baba shouted. Today, when success seemed within reach, who could have imagined such a sudden turn of events.

Xiang Yu had not been in the city for long and had not drawn much attention to himself, until he became Zhong Huashan’s bodyguard, at which point he began to receive widespread notice.

In their eyes, Xiang Yu was merely Zhong Huashan’s personal bodyguard, with no other people or power around him. The details of Xiang Yu’s past were thus automatically overlooked by others.

The truth was, when Xiang Yu followed Miao Honglei, his power had been growing continuously, but they had always kept a low profile, operating in the shadows.

Since they had established their own group company, their income was greatly secured. His brothers no longer needed to fight and kill like other powers, so their strength was not exposed.

Moreover, after they stabilized, many people wanted to join them, all of which were refused by Wang Ze. If they had taken in everyone without discretion, they might now have more brothers than Baba.

Although Xiang Yu’s brothers weren’t as numerous as theirs, each one was full of fighting spirit. They had been held back normally, but today, finally having the chance, they fought ferociously.

The larger the fight grew, the more excited they became, eventually shouting wildly as if they had gone mad. The shouting around them made it seem like a gathering of lunatics.

After all, a fight is about momentum, with enough of it, even the weaker side can win, especially with the element of surprise on their side, lying in ambush, while Baba’s men, thinking the fight was over, had let down their guard.

Now it was too late to rally their morale. They were stunned by a barrage of gunfire. Du Ziyang could have taken control of the situation on the scene.

But Du Ziyang was worried about Baba, lingering upstairs, with his greatest concern being Baba’s potential harm at the hands of Xiang Yu.

"Captain, the enemy’s vigor is too fierce, some of the brothers are struggling to hold on," one man ran to Du Ziyang’s side and said.

Du Ziyang was only concerned with Baba’s safety and couldn’t care less about anything else.

"Even if you can’t hold on, you have to. The boss is still up there," Du Ziyang said anxiously.

He wanted to sneak upstairs for a surprise attack and rescue Baba, but just as he reached the middle, several gunshots from above forced him back down.

"Du Ziyang, you’d best behave yourself and not try any tricks," Xiang Yu shouted from above.

Despite being cautious, Du Ziyang couldn’t help but be secretly shocked that he had still been heard by the enemy. He dared not take any chances; after all, Baba was in Xiang Yu’s hands, and he feared Xiang Yu might suddenly take action to kill Baba.

From below the staircase, Du Ziyang could hear Baba’s shouting from above, and he desperately wanted to rush up and take down Xiang Yu. But now he was all passion and no power.

Meanwhile, the outside battle raged on. Tie Zhuzi was at a distance, handling a submachine gun and firing continuously. His aim was terrible, hardly hitting anyone.

Tie Zhuzi held his gun and fired a burst. His shouting was even louder than the sound of the submachine gun.

He had been holding back for a long time. There were many people he despised in the villa, including Zhong Huashan, Ding Yongwei, and Miao Honglei. They had hidden and not paid attention to the situation inside.

Now he was venting his contained fury, shouting wildly, his cry drawing in the shouts of his brothers, who then roared together, their voices drowning out the gunfire.

Baba’s men were battle-experienced, but they had never seen combat like this, akin to fighting a horde of maniacs.

Their morale was weakened, so they hid there, not daring to come out.

Du Ziyang had no desire to go outside, simply pacing below the stairs, looking for a chance to rescue Eighth Brother, but an opportunity never arose. At this time, he too heard the yelling coming from outside.

Du Ziyang was also shocked. What on earth was going on? If you were going to fight, why make such a racket?

Atop a relatively taller building in the distance, draped in pitch blackness, nothing was visible from below. However, if one got closer, they would discover a pair of glittering objects in the darkness.

Something appeared to be trembling rhythmically in the shadows. If it had been daylight, it would have been easy to see that it was Xiao Xuan lying in wait there.

Xiao Xuan lay there, keeping a close watch on Xiang Yu’s movements, ready to take down anyone who posed a danger to him without hesitation.

Just now, when Du Ziyang was facing off against Xiang Yu, Xiao Xuan had Du Ziyang’s head in his sights. If Du Ziyang had dared to make any dangerous moves against Xiang Yu, he would have pulled the trigger without a second thought, refusing to let Xiang Yu come to any harm.

Luckily, Du Ziyang hadn’t acted rashly, otherwise he would already be a corpse.

When Eighth Brother attacked Xiang Yu just now, Xiao Xuan had tensed his finger on the trigger, but upon seeing Xiang Yu quickly shield Eighth Brother with his body, Xiao Xuan understood the clear message – to temporarily hold fire.

Unaware of the conversation happening inside, Xiao Xuan might have rushed in if he knew Xiang Yu was talking to them about Steel Warrior.

Through his scope, he saw that Xiang Yu had been injured in the abdomen, but it didn’t seem too serious. Meanwhile, Eighth Brother was convulsing on the floor, appearing to be in great pain.

"What are they doing? Why isn’t Brother killing him?" Xiao Xuan muttered to himself in the dark.

At the moment, Tie Zhuzi was still riling up the troops with his shouting. Xiao Xuan, listening from afar, was at a loss for words at Tie Zhuzi’s ability to stir up chaos.

Regardless, it had to be admitted that Tie Zhuzi’s methods were highly motivating to the brothers, all of whom were howling with eagerness.

Xiang Yu could hear the shouting clearly from inside and was exasperated. It must be Tie Zhuzi getting carried away again, leading the men in their wild cries.

The brothers by Tie Zhuzi’s side were so riled up that they were boiling with blood, some even considering charging forward guns blazing.

If Tie Zhuzi hadn’t grabbed one of them back by the arm, that lad might have been shot dead on the spot, perhaps even by one of his own brothers.

Though their bravery was commendable, they were no match for Eighth Brother’s men in a head-on clash, as all of Eighth Brother’s crew were trained. Though Tie Zhuzi’s men were trained as well, they lacked the professionalism of their adversaries.

If Wu Jing were here, it would be great. He was a top-notch instructor who could quickly turn them into Steel Warriors.

"Get me a rocket launcher," Tie Zhuzi, high on excitement, then began to shout.

A brother standing next to him looked at Tie Zhuzi with a mixture of frustration and said, "Big Brother, the enemies are all over there. Make sure you don’t miss."

He had just witnessed Tie Zhuzi’s wild shooting, which truly hit nothing, merely making noise and adding to the chaos.

While Tie Zhuzi had decent fighting skills, his marksmanship was nothing to be praised; even if someone stood still in front of him to let him shoot, it was doubtful he could hit the mark...