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

Captain Long Teng's face was grim. He squatted down next to the stairwell on the first floor, looking at Captain Zhao lying on the ground. He was unconscious, his legs were twisted at an abnormal angle, and blood was seeping out from his thighs, soaking a large area of ​​the ground.

Two members of the Fengming team, who were squatting nearby, were bandaging him with a tourniquet, their hands trembling slightly.

Captain Longteng stood up, his gaze sweeping over the two Phoenix Cry team members, then looking up at the stairwell. "You ran into Said head-on, and you knocked him down to the second floor?"

He paused, his brow furrowing. "How's the enemy's situation? Any casualties?"

The Phoenix Cry team member who was crouching on the ground bandaging his wound looked up, his face covered in a mixture of dust and blood. He wiped his forehead. "Said has been shot many times; his health is very low!"

Captain Long Teng's expression turned serious upon hearing this. Before leading his team into Dam Zero, his mission was to cooperate with the Fengming Club in completing negotiations.

To put it bluntly, it means letting the people from Fengming take the lead, while the people from Longteng just help out by keeping things in order.

But now Fengming's men have already clashed head-on with Said, and Captain Zhao himself is lying here unconscious. What's the point of talking about this?

"You two retreat first, carry the person to a safe place for emergency treatment." He pointed to two members of the Phoenix Cry team, "You two carry your captain back to the room behind the corner on the first floor, stop the bleeding first."

The two Phoenix Cry team members nodded, one lifting Zhao by the shoulder and the other by the leg, and they managed to lift Captain Zhao up. It was a bit strenuous, but they still managed to retreat.

Captain Long Teng then turned to face the five people he had brought and said, "According to the Phoenix Cry Club, Said has already fought a fierce battle with them. Now Said's strength has been damaged. Let's seize the opportunity. If peaceful negotiations are hopeless, we'll put pressure on them. There has to be a result."

Han Che frowned slightly. The line sounded familiar, but it didn't seem like a good thing.

As he finished speaking, his gaze swept over Han Che, who was standing next to him.

Han Che and Qi Yuzhe just stood there watching. Captain Long Teng hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "Mr. Han, what's your opinion? How should we handle this?"

Captain Long Teng's gaze happened to sweep over Han Che, and he still asked, "Mr. Han, what's your opinion? How should we handle this?"

Han Che did not answer immediately. He looked away from the pool of blood left by Captain Zhao on the ground, glanced at the top of the stairs, and then at the backs of the two Fengming team members who had retreated to the corner. His brows furrowed slightly.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice, "Are you sure the people from Fengming really want to talk? I have a feeling they're going to kill us." He pointed towards the second floor, "At this rate, it's probably reached a point of no return, isn't it?"

Captain Long Teng's expression turned even uglier.

He was also troubled by this matter. The higher-ups clearly said that Fengming's people should handle the negotiations, and whether they succeeded or not was another matter. But no one told them that Fengming's people had directly started fighting with Said.

Three dead and one seriously injured, leaving only two survivors. This is hardly a negotiation; it's clearly a fight to the death.

He was already cursing in his heart, but he didn't show it much on the surface. He only said, "This is a mission. No matter what, I have to try."

Han Che glanced at him and could roughly read what the man was thinking from his eyes. It seemed that this situation was not planned, at least not by Long Teng and his group.

So he sighed and said, "Let's go together, the two of us will go up with you."

Captain Long Teng's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything more. "Then thank you very much."

The stairs weren't narrow, but with six people plus Han Che and his companion, it still felt a bit cramped walking up them.

Han Che walked at the back of the group, his eyes fixed on the platform above the stairwell, the muzzle of his gun slightly raised, ready to deal with any situation above.

When Han Che reached the middle of the stairs, he saw the tall man's corpse.

The man was slumped on the steps, his head and body twisted at an unnatural angle. Half of his head was missing, and the blood at the wound had congealed into dark red clumps. A large dark patch spread from beneath the corpse onto the steps.

Captain Longteng paused briefly as he walked past the corpse, glanced down at it, and then continued walking without saying a word.

Han Che followed behind and glanced at it as well. He judged that it was a fatal wound from a single shot. The bullet had a straight trajectory and entered from the side. It must have been fired by someone who had set up a gun and was waiting for the person to peek out.

Han Che sensed the killing intent and discovered that Said was in the substation's technical room, which was a key room, but it should have been opened by now.

Why did they shrink inside? Han Che wondered. If he were here, he would definitely block the stairwell.

But Han Che quickly realized that Said might really be injured, so he had no choice but to retreat to the inner room to hide.

Saeed didn't set up his gun at the top of the stairs, so the group easily made it to the second floor.

Everyone gasped in shock. The floor was littered with bullet casings and shells. Not a single table or chair on the second floor was intact; the entire place was a scene of devastation, riddled with bullet holes.

The room was large, but it was impossible to tell what it used to look like.

The ground was littered with broken tables, chairs, and debris, and every place where a person could stand was covered with a layer of crumbs.

Shell casings were scattered everywhere.

The walls, floor, and ceiling were covered with countless bullet holes.

There was a corpse against the wall on the right side of the room. The person was in a contorted position, curled up against the wall, with bullet holes all over their body and clothes torn to shreds. From the remaining fabric, one could barely make out that the person was from the Phoenix Cry Club.

The ground beneath him was soaked in blood, which flowed down the wall and pooled in the spot where he was sitting.

Captain Longteng stopped in the middle of the room, looked around, and took a deep breath.

He had initially thought that the encounter the Phoenix Cry Club had mentioned was just a few shots fired by Said and then they withdrew, but the scene before him told him that this was not the case at all.

The intensity and duration of the firefight in this room clearly indicate that it couldn't have been fought in just a few rounds; the number of spent shell casings scattered all over the floor is at least several hundred.

The people from the Phoenix Cry Club didn't engage in what was supposed to be an encounter; they actually fought a head-on battle with Said on the second floor.

He glanced back at Han Che, who was also looking at the bullet holes on the wall with a serious expression.

He saw that the bullet holes on the wall were scattered, with bullets coming from multiple directions toward the same spot, and then from the same spot toward multiple directions.

He estimated that Said was probably crouching near the table at the very back of the room when the five members of the Phoenix Cry Club attacked him from different directions.

But Said's firepower covered the entire room, and he fired with great discipline; the distribution of bullet holes on the wall showed that he had changed the direction of his gun multiple times in a short period of time.