Only about twenty "Brave" drones continued to fly towards us.
The snipers were still attacking them. I shouted, "Don't mind the ones in the sky, the ones in the sky are all poetic corpses!"
Without a flicker of life, they naturally became poetic corpses.
Those more than twenty drones flew over our positions and, without stopping, flew straight past.
At an altitude of about twenty meters, I saw that they were not drones but flying machines, the same model as the ones used by the Cui Ping Shan group last time. They had four rotors on top, suspending a person. The person had control handles in both hands. Since they were already dead, they had no further input, and the flying machines continued to fly horizontally according to their original programming. The area ahead was the suburbs, and I didn't know how far they would fly. Carrying something as heavy as a person would consume a lot of power, and they would likely fall before going too far. They wouldn't reach the next city and crash into a building, harming innocent civilians.
The remaining thirty or so enemies hid in place. As luck would have it, it was an outdoor parking lot, and they hid behind cars. Our snipers, lacking equipment like infrared scopes, couldn't aim and could only shoot randomly based on feel.
After shooting for a long time, not a single enemy's aura decreased. Only one demon's aura fluctuated violently, likely hit by a bullet that passed through the car in a non-vital area.
"What is their overall strength? Can we fight them?" Bai Qingcheng asked Yao Yao.
Yao Yao looked at the remaining people on our side. There was no need to look; I had already seen them. None of the masters were missing, only about a dozen snipers were absent, likely still underground and unable to emerge in time to join the fight.
"We've already fought this hard, let's go!" said a master friend of Bai Qingcheng.
Bai Qingcheng looked at me, "You've commanded this far, continue making the decisions."
We couldn't fight. Although the enemy only had about thirty people left, their overall strength was truly not weak. Nong Yue and the purple qi great demon from before were present, along with four demons with black auras. It was highly possible that these four would cancel out our top three masters: Da Ji, Diana, and Bai Qingcheng. In terms of remaining strength, we had fewer people but slightly higher average strength, while they had more people with fewer top masters. It was a close match; we wouldn't be utterly defeated, but we couldn't be sure of victory.
"We won't fight. Let's stop here," I decided. "Knowing that we weren't critically injured by the bombing, they will likely withdraw soon as well."
But as I said this, I realized I had imagined the enemy to be too rational. As soon as our sniper fire slightly weakened—they were all using non-automatic rifles that required manual reloading and had a slower rate of fire—the enemy began to move to the flanks, clearly preparing to surround us.
Their flanking maneuver left us with no choice but to engage. We couldn't take all the snipers with us, and we couldn't abandon them.
I had no choice but to divide the masters into two teams and head towards the flanks to meet the encircling enemy, aiming to draw the battlefield away from the sniper positions to prevent them from being caught in the crossfire.
Soon, both sides clashed on the flanks, engaging in a fierce confrontation.
However, after only a few exchanges, before any casualties occurred, the enemy began to retreat, likely realizing that we not only had snipers but also masters.
When both sides were evenly matched, the retreating side would suffer losses.
Our forces pursued for about a kilometer, and the enemy left behind three poetic corpses. We suffered no casualties, although Bai Qingcheng's friend and Shao Chen were both injured.
We don't pursue a desperate enemy. Further ahead, we would have encountered the Mo He caravan from before. Those guys had firearms and were difficult to deal with.
I first instructed the snipers to quickly withdraw from their positions and move in the opposite direction.
After they had safely retreated, and Yao Yao and the others had also returned, our cars parked in the outdoor lot, riddled with holes from our own snipers, were no longer drivable. We had no choice but to retreat on foot, following in the footsteps of the snipers.
Chi You's casualties were not light, having lost nearly thirty people. Naturally, they did not dare to pursue.
After walking for about a kilometer, Shabia's rescue convoy arrived. I got into a car and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although I had fought battles in both the Yin world and the mortal world, I felt that I had never experienced a situation as tense as tonight...