My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 980: Annihilation Imminent

Michael put everything on the line, except for the dozens of Death Warriors around him for protection, everyone else was involved in the attack.

Warriors, Death Warriors, and the Boy Scouts charged like ferocious beasts, howling wildly.

The killing momentum surged, and death pervaded.

Although the members of the Wild Alliance were all battle-hardened, they still couldn't quite match Michael's men. By relying on the defense of the base, the Wild Alliance members managed to hold off forces several times their number. Had they been fighting in the open, the Wild Alliance members would have definitely been at a great disadvantage.

However, the firepower and defense within the base were not something Michael's men could match.

Ku Eryue took command personally. She stood at the forefront and watched as the Boy Scouts were once again thrown out. She immediately issued an order for a full-scale attack, "Flamethrowers, attack."

Instantly, torrents of scorching flames with a deadly breath swept toward the Boy Scouts.

Surrounded by fire, the Boy Scouts shrieked and struggled, continuously being burned alive.

Meanwhile, the people Ku Eryue had mobilized joined the shooting spots. Wild Alliance members, using their bodies as shields in front of the blasted holes, each holding a machine gun, launched a fierce attack.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

A barrage of bullets spewed out, meeting Michael's massive force charging forward.

This time, the attacking enemies gained nothing. Members from the three major areas of the Wild Alliance gathered, significantly increasing the firepower net's intensity. Michael's troops were like wheat under a combine harvester, being annihilated in swathes.

Be it Warriors, Death Warriors, or the Boy Scouts, all suffered devastating blows.

The speed of the charge was swift, yet it couldn't offset the rate of casualties.

Soon, the remnants within a fifty-meter radius of the base were all cleared out, extending coverage to more distant areas.

After the enemies within a hundred-meter radius fell, more than half of Michael's forces were dead or wounded.

This all-out crazy charge, with absolute casualties, stifled their arrogance.

"What, what, what?" Michael roared in madness, his eyes bloodshot from anxiety, yelling desperately, "What's going on? Damn it, what the hell is happening? We were about to destroy the target, yet why did the opponent's fire net suddenly become so dense?"

Michael couldn't stay calm. His heart bled, and deep pain corroded his soul.

Seeing victory within reach, the abrupt turn of events left him dumbfounded.

Issuing a retreat order now was almost impossible. All troops were committed to the charge. How could they retreat? Yet, if they didn't retreat, every second meant more of his subordinates turning into corpses.

Even if a retreat could be accomplished, who knows how many would die or get injured, but if they really retreated, how could they escape? Laura was lurking, just waiting for him to retreat, wasn't she?

Even if they stubbornly resisted, without retreating, Laura would seize the opportunity to launch a fatal attack.

Michael despairingly realized, no matter what he did, each path led to a dead end with no hope whatsoever. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

With this thought, Michael stood dazed and didn't know what to do.

"Sir, what do we do? The charge isn't going well, if this continues, the entire army will be wiped out," his anxious subordinate sought his opinion.

"Get lost," Michael kicked away the subordinate. He was so flustered that he couldn't think of what to do.

On the battlefield, for the first time, the fearless warriors showed frightful expressions, powerless to counterattack. Watching their comrades getting shot to pieces, and body parts scattered everywhere, a sense of helplessness sprouted within them, subtly giving rise to fear, enveloped by an overwhelming negative atmosphere.

The Death Warriors and the Boy Scouts also experienced a change of heart, no longer showing a desperate, fearless demeanor.

Ku Eryue continued to command the Wild Alliance members, relentlessly attacking, reaping enemy lives.

The dense barrage of bullets tore through, a demonstration of death in the furious onslaught.

"The opportunity has arrived. I originally thought Michael was about to succeed, but unexpectedly he stumbled at the final step. The defenses of the Wild Alliance Headquarters are too strong. This firepower is too overwhelming. Even with an enemy force ten times larger, victory isn't guaranteed."

"I should show my stance, fulfill my duty by attacking Michael, then wipe out all remaining foes, capturing Michael to take credit before Miss Nami. This would be a grand achievement."

Laura was utterly surprised by the Wild Alliance Headquarters' formidable firepower, catching him off guard. He promptly issued an unwavering order: "By Miss Nami's command, the chance to hunt down Michael is here. Everyone, rush fiercely for me, surround Michael and his group, then eliminate them all without sparing anyone. If anyone takes a step back out of cowardice, I'll skin them alive. This is our moment to serve Kasam diligently, for the sake of great leader Kasam, for Ba Country and the people, kill, kill."

Laura didn't need to craft words, his righteous speech was given, then he ordered all his forces to launch an attack.

Instantly, the preparations laid in secret for when Michael might fail were put to use.

The forces under Laura's command emerged from hiding, squads of warriors advanced toward Michael's position.

Upon receiving this news, Michael was nearly infuriated to death.

He cursed and yelled, "Laura, that lowly wench, son of a bitch, bastard birthed by a bitch, truly struck me harshly, lacking even a shred of past affection, couldn't put it off for a bit before acting? Leaving me no escape, utterly disgraceful."

All Michael could do was curse, gaining a tiny bit of satisfaction as his only solace.

He glanced at the stale situation, with his subordinates powerless under the assault of the Wild Alliance members, sustaining irrecoverable losses. Realizing he could no longer place hope in those men, he now looked to flee, relying only on the dozens of Death Warriors at his side.

But fleeing was also a dead end. Even if he somehow returned to Yahward's side, he couldn't escape death.

After pondering a while, he decided to have the Death Warriors with him fight Laura's troops bravely. He would then, adopting the stance of a warrior, fight to the last man before surrendering, thus proving his stance and to survive.

He dared not lead the Death Warriors to surrender. These Death Warriors were fiercely loyal to Yahward, merely following his orders now. If he led them to switch allegiance, they'd kill him without hesitation.