Lu Mingfei stared at the torn battle line, but there was not the slightest hint of panic on his face. This had been part of the plan all along.
He decisively picked up the communicator. Caesar's commanding voice once again rang through the Student Union channel. "Focus fire and charge! Stop everyone else, but let Chu Zihang through!"
He paused, his voice carrying unquestionable certainty:
"You can't stop him. Remember this: he isn't an ordinary Hybrid. He's the president of the Lionheart Society. Other than me, no one here is worthy of being his opponent."
The Student Union's gun barrels turned in response, pouring even denser fire at the Lionheart Society members behind Chu Zihang.
Black-clad figures fell one after another mid-charge, kicking up clouds of blood mist. Yet Chu Zihang himself was like a ghostly black bolt of lightning, piercing the barrage at astonishing speed and hurtling straight toward the church.
Almost the instant Chu Zihang broke through the line, Lu Mingfei issued his second command, his voice impassioned and rousing.
"All units, attack! Push them back! Don't worry about casualties! Take their headquarters, and victory is ours!"
The command was like cold water thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the Student Union members' fighting spirit.
"Charge!"
"Don't chicken out! Keep up!"
"It's now or never!"
"Leave Chu Zihang to the president!"
"Victory belongs to the Student Union!"
The dark crimson figures that had been firing from cover leaped out one after another, charging savagely toward the small building held by the Lionheart Society like a flood bursting through a dam.
Thanks to Lu Mingfei's earlier deployment, they had already held an enormous advantage. Now, their momentum was unstoppable.
Though the Lionheart Society's remaining members had fallen into a disadvantageous position, they did not give up and continued to