Touya Yaoyao

Within this defensive perimeter, the team members had clearly defined roles and coordinated seamlessly, like precise gears. Some members were responsible for observing the enemy's movements; their eyes were as sharp as hawks, not missing a single rustle. Their eyes were fixed on the enemy's every move, not letting any subtle action escape their notice. Once they spotted an opening, they would quickly signal the others to prepare. Other members focused on firing, their weapons spitting fire. The intense flames seemed like the wrath of justice, firmly suppressing the enemy's attack. Their fingers gripped the trigger tightly, each shot filled with power and determination, as if determined to annihilate the enemy's evil.

The team members skillfully utilized the surrounding terrain and cover, sometimes like agile cheetahs hiding behind boulders, which served as natural barriers and provided them with temporary safety. At other times, they resembled nimble cats concealed themselves behind low walls, which, though small, allowed them to escape the enemy's sight. They moved nimbly through the hail of bullets, their figures as elusive as ghosts, making them difficult for the enemy to anticipate. Every appearance was imbued with combat wisdom and courage; they walked the line of danger, yet always remained calm and decisive.

In the intense and fierce battle, time seemed to stand still, each second feeling incredibly long. The team members were not intimidated by the enemy's fierce firepower; their eyes revealed unwavering determination and composure, like steadfast rocks in a storm. Their faces were etched with resolve, their clothes soaked with sweat, but they paid no heed. Every breath was filled with the resolve to fight, every movement embodying an unwavering commitment to justice.

Finally, during a brief lull in the fighting, they astutely spotted a weak point in the encirclement—a direction where the enemy's defenses were relatively lax. That direction was like a ray of light in the darkness, giving them hope of breaking through. Shirato Shirato, with his sharp eyes, instantly seized the opportunity. Without hesitation, he ordered, "That's it! Charge!" His voice was resolute, carrying an unquestionable authority. Following his command, the team members pounced on the enemy's weak point like hungry tigers, their footsteps as firm and powerful as drumbeats.

Without hesitation, the team members charged, firing at the enemy as they ran. Their figures weaved through the hail of bullets, like a group of fearless warriors advancing bravely towards the light. Their running figures were like arrows released from a bow, carrying an indomitable spirit. However, the enemy's firepower was exceptionally fierce, bullets raining down like a storm. The bullets whizzed past them, kicking up clouds of dust that seemed to threaten to engulf them.

Despite this, the team members did not flinch. Gritting their teeth, their eyes burned with an indomitable flame as they pressed forward. Even though they were already wounded to varying degrees, their clothes stained crimson with blood, starkly visible in the sunlight, their fighting spirit only grew stronger. That blood seemed like their medals of honor, witnessing their bravery and sacrifice. They were like burning torches, illuminating the dark battlefield and letting the enemy feel the power of justice.

In the fierce battle, the team members displayed unwavering perseverance and fearless courage. They paved a bloody path for the breakout operation with their lives and sweat. That path, forged with their steadfast faith and indomitable spirit, was soaked in blood and loyalty with every step. They weaved through a hail of bullets, engaging in a desperate struggle with the enemy. Every encounter was a test of life and death, but they never gave up, always steadfast in their beliefs.

At this critical moment, a deafening roar of helicopters suddenly filled Shirato's ears. The roar, like thunder, exploded in the air. He looked up sharply, his gaze fixed on the distance, where several massive helicopters, like steel behemoths, roared in from the horizon. The police insignia on the helicopter fuselages gleamed brightly in the sunlight, like a ray of hope illuminating this battlefield filled with the smoke of battle.

So this was the local police support force that Bai Taoya had contacted earlier! At this crucial moment, they arrived at the scene as if by divine intervention. The roar of the helicopters was like a cry for justice, giving everyone a sense of hope. The police helicopters, like agile falcons, sped through layers of clouds at lightning speed, heading straight for their target location. The roar of the rapidly spinning rotors echoed through the air, like a stirring anthem of justice, stirring everyone's hearts and igniting their passion.

The police officers on the helicopter quickly sprang into action, suppressing the enemy's attack with overwhelming firepower. The barrage of fire, like a storm, forced the enemy into a retreat. With police support, the pressure on Shirato and his team was significantly reduced. They pressed their advantage, joining forces with the police to completely defeat the enemy.

After the battle, Shirato and his team sat exhausted on the ground. Their bodies were soaked in sweat, and their clothes were covered in dust and blood, as if they had been reborn from a baptism of blood and fire. However, their faces were filled with relieved smiles, smiles as bright and resolute as a rainbow after the rain, because they had successfully completed their mission.

Shirato looked around at the captured criminals, a strong sense of accomplishment welling up inside him. These criminals had caused immense harm to society, like a malignant tumor eroding social peace. They had committed countless acts of terror, robbing countless families of their happiness. But now, they had finally been punished by law, and the scales of justice had finally been balanced.

This operation was exceptionally difficult, like a trek through a dark abyss. But Shirato and his team did not back down. They weaved through a hail of bullets, engaging in fierce combat with the enemy. Every encounter was a test of life and death, but they never gave up, always holding fast to their beliefs. Each person pushed themselves to the limit, using courage and wisdom to defeat the enemy and become heroes of this battle.

Ultimately, they successfully destroyed the transnational criminal organization's secret base, preventing further criminal activity.

Because this base is the core of the criminal organization, it contains a large number of illegal weapons and contraband, making it a sinister den that inspires fear.