Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 251: Escape from Death (Three More - s)

Chapter 251: Chapter 251: Escape from Death (Three More Chapters)

"I’ll go this way!"

Mohan yelled in a low voice, forced to run in the opposite direction to avoid the bullets.

The gunfire was fierce, the corridor walls were battered beyond recognition, crumbling and collapsing like foam.

Mohan was completely exposed!

All it would take was one bullet to end her life.

"Big dummy, be careful."

Ye Xuan couldn’t care less about the danger, he burst out of the training room and lunged forward, tackling Mohan to the ground in an instant.

Holding her in his arms, they rolled twice on the ground, hiding in another training room.

Then a massive explosion was heard, the spot where Mohan just stood had been hit by an anti-aircraft missile.

The entire corridor collapsed instantly, falling downwards as if the sky had crumbled and the earth had split, with the deafening noise shaking the floor violently.

After the sound ceased, the building was fractured in the middle, leaving a gaping hole ten meters across!

Not to mention the destructive power of the anti-aircraft missile, Ye Xuan rolled into the training room with Mohan in his arms, clutching her tight.

To have a narrow escape under an anti-aircraft missile was indeed a stroke of great fortune!

After separating, they leaned against the corner wall of the training room, listening to the incessant gunfire outside; the glass in the windows occasionally shattered by stray bullets.

At the moment, the door was also pinned down by intense crossfire from both sides; it was impossible to stick your head out or understand what was happening outside.

However, Ye Xuan had X-ray vision and could see He Jun and his team hiding in that training room, engaging in a firefight with the enemy.

Benefiting from their advantageous position, they were holding on for the time being, and since the enemy obviously did not want to die, they did not charge forward but relied on their numbers to maintain firepower suppression.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan felt slightly relieved and began to assess the current situation.

"Ye Xuan, Mohan, are you guys alright?"

Soon, an anxious shout from He Jun came through the walkie-talkie.

"Big Brother He, we’re fine for now," Mohan replied.

"Damn it, we’re completely outmatched in numbers; they’re just besieging us. It looks like we’re all going to meet our maker today!"

He Jun couldn’t refrain from cursing, obviously resigned to a fatal outcome.

The gunfire continued unabated, but clearly He Jun’s side was running out of steam and was completely suppressed by the enemy.

If the standoff persisted until their ammunition was gone, they would be sitting ducks!

After a while, He Jun’s voice came again through the walkie-talkie, "Ye Xuan, Mohan, we’re going to throw a few grenades to distract their firepower. You guys hurry over and regroup, then we’ll figure out a way to break through."

To talk about breaking out was one thing, but everyone knew that under such intense crossfire, any attempted breakout meant certain death!

But no one voiced any objections; they pulled the pins out of their grenades and threw them out the window, one after another.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The grenades exploded, temporarily diverting the enemy’s firepower, and Ye Xuan and Mohan quickly dashed out.

Moving swiftly, they arrived at the corridor broken by the anti-aircraft missile and stopped in their tracks!

"How are we going to get across?"

Mohan’s expression was grim, watching the grenade diversion about to run out.

Without another word, Ye Xuan picked up Mohan and, amidst her cry of surprise, pushed off powerfully with both legs, leaping across.

"Ah..."

Mohan closed her eyes, screaming in fright.

While in mid-air, Ye Xuan stepped on a broken wall, using the force to propel himself over the more than ten-meter gap in the ruins.

After reaching the other side, they rolled on the ground, and he and Mohan entered the training room they had been in before.

When Mohan opened her eyes, she found herself reunited with the other team members, her gaze upon Ye Xuan filled with disbelief.

As Ye Xuan entered, several more grenades were thrown, and the sound of gunfire outside gradually ceased, as if the enemy was beginning to regroup.

They were waiting to launch a full-scale final assault to capture Ye Xuan and his team in one fell swoop!

"Brother Ye, this time we have dragged you down, ah, who would have thought they would gather so many people, this time it looks more likely to be bad than good!"

He Jun looked guilty, sighing as he spoke to Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was speechless.

Blame you? Who else?

They didn’t even assess the enemy’s strength before rashly charging in, if it weren’t for me coming along, you would have really been beyond rescue!

But of course, he couldn’t say this out loud and merely responded, "Captain He, you can’t blame yourself for this. These people dare to run wild on the territory of Yan Country, and as a citizen of Yan Country, naturally, I cannot ignore the situation! Rest assured, we will make them pay."

He Jun fell silent, understanding the situation well. His own people were in mortal danger; how could they teach the enemy a lesson now?

He took Ye Xuan’s words as but comfort.

"Captain, it’s not good, Big Head Li has been shot."

Just then, a team member ran over, bringing bad news.

He Jun’s face changed, and he immediately turned to look.

In the direction of the corner, a Dragon Soul team member with a pale face had a bullet hole in their abdomen, with blood soaking through their shirt—a clear sign the bullet had hit vital organs, putting their situation in extreme jeopardy.

He Jun quickly went over; at that moment, a teammate was attempting to bandage the wound, but the bleeding couldn’t be stopped, and Big Head Li’s life signs were growing weaker.

Everyone around fell into silence.

He Jun’s face turned grim, realizing they had anticipated the enemy having some reliance, but had still grossly underestimated their strength.

Especially the disparity in numbers, facing eighty men with just eleven, there was simply no chance of success!

Now with a teammate wounded, their already few numbers were even fewer, adding insult to injury and dealing a heavy blow to everyone.

The team looked at each other, sighing in resignation, now trapped here, their fates ultimately no different from Li’s.

He Jun felt annoyed; as the leader of the operation, his failure to properly assess the enemy situation had put his team in dire straits.

When they disembarked from the airplane, in order to lighten their load, they left the medical equipment on the plane, and now that he wanted to save Li, he was helpless.

This feeling of helplessness led He Jun, a man of towering stature, to tears.

Just when everyone was disheartened, a calm voice came through, "Let me take a look, maybe I can save him."

After saying this, Ye Xuan walked over and patted He Jun on the shoulder.

Upon hearing this voice, He Jun immediately turned his head, his expression full of surprise, "Brother Ye, you know Medical Technique?"

"I know a bit, I used to treat my own wounds on the battlefield."

Ye Xuan nodded without saying much, and began to observe Li’s injuries.

Seeing this, everyone present looked hopefully towards Ye Xuan.

Previously, Ye Xuan had brought them a surprise, and they hoped that a miracle could still happen this time.