Crush! Crush!

Hearing Director Qian's remarks, the film set staff suddenly found their feelings rather complicated.

What Empire citizen hadn't dreamed, in their youth, of achieving success by appearing in a Subconscious Film?

If they hadn't truly lacked the talent, if their subconscious hadn't underperformed, who would willingly let themselves be ordered around in the Production Team?

Actors with the Leader tag could often influence other actors in a film, letting those around them perform beyond their usual level. Sometimes, having a leader was even more useful than a Script Hint!

Zhang Guangmu was just a newcomer youth, yet he had received such an evaluation from Director Qian...

Whether or not he could turn the tables and crush the Protagonist Group in this film, his value was bound to rise!

Director Qian came back to his senses and felt that his praise had been too high, making it seem as though he was hyping Zhang Guangmu to destruction. He immediately changed his tune.

"It's only a possibility."

Director Qian tried to make his tone seem as calm and untroubled as possible, putting on the air of someone who had weathered countless storms. "I've seen plenty of actors with this kind of potential. Very few of them can truly grow and solidify their subconscious."

"Zhang Guangmu is very lucky. He happened to meet a Veteran Actor like Zhao Zhengrong to guide him, which is how he made it this far."

"Though he is outstanding, he's still green and immature. There's no need to take him too seriously. Don't get nervous every time he's mentioned."

"Look at you all, acting as if facing a formidable enemy. Anyone who didn't know better would think this film had already fallen apart!"

Hearing this, the Production Team staff exchanged looks. They had countless complaints bubbling up inside, but under the Director's imposing authority, they did not dare say a word.

"Ahem!"

Director Qian noticed the sudden awkward silence and felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had been the first one to get nervous. He coughed twice and cleared his throat. "Otherwise, why do I keep stressing the importance of experience?"

"Chu Fan may have underperformed on the Protagonist Group's side, but isn't Li Xiaoxiao still there?"

"His Fighting Ability is strong, his shooting is accurate enough, and he's Brave in Combat. As for his background... Hmm, that can't be mentioned."

"In short, the faction Li Xiaoxiao belongs to is the side of justice. Justice will surely defeat evil. They must win!"

"In the last gunfight, Li Xiaoxiao wasn't allowed to participate in order to emphasize the key points. He was assigned a Side Quest instead. Before the Start of Battle this time, everyone must get the Script Hints right and try to make Chu Fan transfer leadership of the team to Li Xiaoxiao!"

"Understood?"

A group of Little Black Balls began vibrating one after another and answered in unison, "Understood!"

Director Qian had miscalculated again.

Although the Control Group worked hard to guide Chu Fan, Chu Fan's powerful subconscious firmly rejected "his own Inner voice." Even when Zhang Guangmu led Changhe Camp in launching the General Offensive, he still had not handed the position of Leader of the Protagonist Group over to Li Xiaoxiao.

Outside the Protagonist Group's temporary camp came the Shouts of Changhe's Small Fry.

"Boss Zhang said that if Li Xiaoxiao doesn't have a gun in his hands, nobody is allowed to kill her!"

"Pass it on! Nobody from Changhe is allowed to kill Li Xiaoxiao!"

"Pass it on! Li Xiaoxiao is an Undercover Agent from Changhe Camp!"

"Pass it on! Boss Zhang wants to take Li Xiaoxiao as his Warlord's Wife and make Chu Fan a Turtle Bastard!"

Zhang Guangmu was completely numb.

Fuck, why had a perfectly good Decisive Battle turned into this mess?

People often said—what kind of general led what kind of soldiers.

He was such a serious, respectable man, so why had he brought up a bunch of idiots?

Let him stress this one more time: although Li Xiaoxiao had a bizarre name, he really was a man. He, not she!

Every last one of them had their minds in the gutter. Had they all fed their integrity to pigs?

Watching the Changhe Survivors gradually turn into a bunch of clowns, Zhang Guangmu felt that Boss Zhao, who had already collected his bento, ought to bear the Primary Responsibility for this.

"Li Xiaoxiao isn't a woman... Forget it."

Zhang Guangmu gave up explaining and waved his hand casually. "Pretend I don't exist. Carry on."

Seeing their leader looking so Calm and Composed, the Changhe Survivors cheered and heckled even more enthusiastically.

Three minutes passed.

Chaotic gunfire rang out from within the Protagonist Group's temporary camp.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Then, a voice furious beyond measure echoed across the entire camp. "Chu Fan! Do you fucking have a Brain Problem? You fell for such a moronic sowing-discord scheme?"

The voice was slightly husky, with a neutral quality that made its sex indistinguishable.

Though no one knew whether the speaker was male or female, hearing that voice made people instinctively picture an incredibly attractive face.

Bang! Bang!

Two more gunshots rang out.

Chu Fan's equally furious voice reached full volume and completely drowned out the other person. "I can see it now! Li Xiaoxiao, you and Zhang Guangmu are Birds of a Feather!"

"Full of Lies!"

"I absolutely won't listen to explanations from you scoundrel couple!"

Outside the Protagonist Group's temporary camp, Zhang Guangmu stood frozen.

Well, damn...

Chu Fan really did have some skills.

So what if his subconscious clashed with his Character Setting?

So what if his shooting was terrible?

So what if his image had collapsed?

So what if his fan club had betrayed him?

Just with that "I won't listen, I won't listen" ability alone, he was qualified to play the main Supporting Character in most melodramas.

Zhang Guangmu grumbled inwardly. Just as he was about to investigate whether the enemy was deliberately trying to lure them deeper in, Li Xiaoxiao's neutral voice rang through the camp once more.

Li Xiaoxiao's words brimmed with emotion. Even without seeing his expression, one could feel his utter humiliation and fury. "I've said it ten thousand times already—I'm fucking a man! Chu Fan, you really are both stupid and blind! I..."

A gunshot sealed his unfinished words in his throat.

Though Zhang Guangmu did not know the situation inside, and Li Xiaoxiao did not continue spouting threats, he guessed that the man was probably not dead.

The arguments and gunfire inside the Protagonist Group's camp gradually became more chaotic, and that alone revealed a great deal.

Zhang Guangmu sent a scout forward to investigate. Once he confirmed that the enemy was not putting on a false show to lure them deeper in, he immediately waved his hand.

"The enemy is fighting for power internally and splitting apart. This is the perfect chance to beat a dog when it's down!"

"Brothers and sisters, whether we get to eat and drink well after victory or slink back to drink the northwest wind depends entirely on today's battle!"

"Follow me!"

After saying that, Zhang Guangmu adjusted his Bulletproof Helmet, tugged at his Bulletproof Vest, released the safety on his Service Pistol, and charged straight into the enemy camp at the head of the group.

Seeing their boss lead from the front, the people below followed along with the crowd even if they were afraid.

A "temporary camp," naturally, did not have lofty defensive facilities like city walls.

The haphazard bamboo fence could only keep out wild animals. It might have looked decent, but against a human assault, it was completely useless.

Changhe Camp did not have many people capable of fighting. Most of them could only fire their guns wildly without any accuracy.

Even so, under cover of night, a huge crowd charged into the camp. Gunfire erupted, and they immediately achieved results.

The Protagonist Group had already shown signs of splitting into two factions. With Zhang Guangmu exploiting the opening, they had no ability to resist at all.

Chu Fan grabbed the Endless Food Bag and fled without looking back. His underlings copied him, lacking even the slightest will to fight. They only hated that their parents had not given them two extra legs.

Seeing this, Zhang Guangmu slaughtered wildly with his gun and nearly failed to suppress the urge to laugh maniacally.

What was this called?

Crush! Crush!

"Don't run! Stop! Fight back! Fight back with me! We can win!"

Li Xiaoxiao let out a hoarse, desperate roar, but it achieved very little.

Driven to the brink by rage, he carried a gun with an almost self-destructive attitude. Using the night to seek cover, he fired again and again, trying to Turn the Tide through his personal Combat Power.

"Changhe's new king, Zhang Guangmu."

Li Xiaoxiao crouched halfway behind cover, his beautiful face twisted with savagery. A fierce glint flashed through his amber eyes, and his teeth ground together with a crackling sound. "He may be a tough bastard, but if I can take him out..."

"We can turn this around!"