Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

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Gunshots echoed back and forth, and dense bullets crisscrossed each other in the air from two directions, with broken bricks and sparks flying everywhere.

The prisoners had a clear numerical advantage. Han Che glanced around and saw seven or eight prisoners on both sides of the first floor alone, and another six or seven behind the railing on the second floor, making a total of more than ten.

Although his marksmanship was mediocre, he was outnumbered and bullets rained down on him like a storm.

However, the guards' equipment was ultimately better; since the so-called system upgrade, all the prison guards' equipment had been upgraded.

The guards were all upgraded to level four protection.

However, even with low-grade bullets, the dense barrage of fire prevented the Royal Guards from engaging in unrestrained gunfights.

The guards were pinned down and couldn't raise their heads. The three riflemen each hid behind a pillar, occasionally peeking out to fire a couple of shots before immediately retreating back.

Shi Lei was behind the pillar on the left, his shield covering half of his body, with his Bison submachine gun resting on the shield and firing outwards.

Only Da Yong stood on the side of a bunker, firing rapidly outwards, unleashing his firepower.

The prisoner's bullets clanged and sparked as they hit him, but Da Yong was unharmed.

When the prisoners around Raven concentrated their fire on him, he would shrink behind the wall for a moment, and then peek out again to continue firing after the bullets had passed.

"How is it? Not bad?"

Shi Ding and Han Che were behind a cover. Shi Ding was crouching on the ground, his shield in front of him, with his Bison submachine gun resting on top of the shield.

Shi Ding peeked out with half his head out, then immediately pulled it back in.

As he pulled back, several bullets struck the pillar, bang bang bang, right next to his head.

Upon hearing Han Che's words, Shi Ding shrank back and turned to look at Han Che.

Han Che leaned against a pillar, his posture relaxed, his eyes half-closed beneath the mask, showing no sign of tension.

"Uh..." Shi Dingwei temporarily stepped away from the battle and calmly analyzed, "They are not very experienced, and their bullets are inaccurate, but they have far more people than us. I feel that apart from the hammer soldiers, most of the other prisoners should be placed here."

"What do you think we should do next?" Han Che asked.

Shi Ding licked his lips and continued, "In a war of attrition, we are outnumbered and at a disadvantage. It's safer to use our shields and Da Yong's heavy armor to advance steadily and limit Raven's movement space."

"What about those prisoners on the second floor? They can handle the firepower from the front, but they'll be hit by a barrage of combined fire. Lin Feng and the others behind you won't be able to hold out then," Han Che countered.

Shi Ding lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then looked at Han Che and said decisively, "We have you, Warden. With you here, we can easily defeat them."

"What if I weren't there?"

Shi Ding blinked. "Without you... how could this be?" His tone was a little flustered, as if he were talking about something impossible.

I'm saying, "What if?"

"Uh... then let's call all the brothers over... and go at it together," Shi Ding said after a moment's thought. His voice was a little lower than before, and he seemed unsure.

"There are no other prison guards, just you five, or even fewer."

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"..." Shi Ding fell silent. It wasn't that he thought the warden was joking; he was genuinely thinking about it seriously.

He stared at a shard of brick on the ground for several seconds. A gunshot rang in his ears.

"Then... let's go for it." After several seconds, Shi Ding spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, and it was almost drowned out by the hail of bullets, but Han Che could still hear the determination in it.

"Killing one is no loss, killing two is a huge gain."

Han Che stared into Shi Ding's eyes, and after a moment he burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, Shi Ding, you've always been a conservative, it's rare to see you say something like this."

"..." Shi Ding scratched his head awkwardly.

"Without me and the other prison guards, we would be at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, firepower, terrain, and logistics."

"If we ever end up in such a situation, it means your plans have failed."

Shi Ding's expression changed, and his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

Han Che didn't give him a chance to interrupt and continued, "In this situation, you only have one choice: to retreat."

Shi Ding's eyes widened. He took half a step forward, his voice urgent. "But! I'm a shield bearer, Your Excellency Warden! I'm your personal guard! What will happen to the prison if I leave?"

Han Che looked at his face. Shi Ding's face flushed red, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth turned down.

He was genuinely anxious; he wasn't acting or putting on a show.

He genuinely believed that if he withdrew, the prison would be finished.

Han Che sighed inwardly. He had worked with Shi Ding for so long that he already knew Shi Ding very well.

He might be called a conservative, but on certain issues, he's more stubborn than anyone else. For example, protecting him as the warden, and guarding the prison. On these two matters, Shi Ding never backs down.

"The prison isn't important," Han Che said, his voice low but each word clear. "You brothers are important. Remember this situation: don't fight to the death; winning is meaningless."

Shi Ding didn't speak. He looked at Han Che, his lips pursed and his chin tense. He neither nodded nor shook his head, just stood there.

Han Che knew he disagreed; he might not say it, but he had his own ideas.

Clearly, Shi Ding had already immersed himself in the plot arranged by Han Che, and he had begun to fantasize about a day when the warden was no longer in the prison and countless powerful players would invade.

Raven led the prisoners to escape, while Shi Ding and all his brothers were trapped in a corner...

Never mind, let's take it slow.

Han Che pressed his shoulder and laughed, "Don't think too much about it. If you don't want this situation to happen, you need to improve your strength as much as possible, so that you and the other brothers have the same ability to break the deadlock as I do, the 'Warden' you mentioned."

Shi Ding looked into his eyes and nodded.

"Also, we need to have enough backup plans," Han Che said.

He paused, then patted Shi Ding on the shoulder and smiled. "Now it's your turn to command the prison guards and end this farce."

"The instructions must include my role and my assigned position," Han Che added.

"..." Shi Ding was stunned for a moment, then understood Han Che's intention and did not refuse. He took over the command and nodded slowly, "Yes, Your Excellency the Warden."

He took a deep breath, lifted the shield from the ground, and held it in front of him.

He peeked out and surveyed the battlefield again, memorizing everyone's location.

Shi Ding then took a deep breath and pressed the button on his headset.

"Attention all prison guards! Tighten the encirclement towards the administrative district and begin the raid!"