"They're all "dead". I only left one standing, and you're standing on him" Tes said with a slight chuckle.
"Ah?" I quickly glanced down and noticed that in my hurry to reach Tes, I had accidentally stepped on another cha!
"He tortured you this way?" I could feel a massive wave of anger starting to bubble from deep within my heart.
"Of course not. How could he torture ? This may be a practice cha, but its reactive armor isn't sothing that other practice chas could deal with." Tes replied as I grabbed her with my other hand and easily placed her on my shoulder.
"Oh." I nodded in understanding and imdiately felt rather stupid.
I should have known.
"Well, dude, since you didn't torture my friend, it's your lucky day. I'll bring you along with ." I said to the cha whom I had accidentally stepped on earlier.
"Uh. Thanks?" A little boy's voice sounded reluctantly. He probably still hadn't forgiven about the things I said about his mom's titties.
I sighed deeply and grabbed him with my free hand.
Boom. Boom. Boom.
I made for a striking sight as I made my way across the arena with three destroyed chas on .
By that ti, I was the only one moving in the arena.
Those who were able to move had made their way to the line that Bruce had demanded to be ford, and those that weren't able to move were strewn all ssily everywhere.
"Lin Family mbers. Move out and help the other fallen chas." Sheera Lin's voice rang out quietly.
At once, all surviving Lin chas leapt ahead and started to help the other fallen chas.
"Wang Family. Help them." Eliana Wang's voice rang out as well.
Like the Lins, the Wang chas also started to make their way to the nearest fallen chas.
The Longs remained silent and watched them coldly.
A few seconds passed as the rest of the chas hesitated. Should they follow the Lins and the Wangs, or emulate the Longs?
However, before the other chas could co to a decision, Bruce Pang's voice suddenly sounded loudly from behind them.
"Attack." He said coldly.
Instantly, hundreds of practice chas appeared from all directions and started to attack all of us rcilessly!
Hundreds of rifle beams started to fall upon us like a hailstorm.
I glanced at them and winced.
"The kids would be "massacred". Again." I thought grimly as I dodged the rifle beams as well as I could.
VROOOOO!! VROOOOO!!
The new practice chas which were all yellow painted with black stripes, descended like so many fearso tigers upon the arena to finish us all off!!
"Defensive formation. Use the fallen chas." Sheera Lin's calm voice rang out as she ruthlessly commanded her Lin Family to grab the fallen chas and use them as shields.
"Wangs. Join , or we'll all die." She added.
Elise and Eliana Wang weren't one to dawdle, and they imdiately instructed their family mbers to join the Lin Family.
"Obey Sheera Lin as you would ." Eliana Wang had instantly decreed.
"Acknowledged!" Her family mbers responded.
Elsewhere, within the Lin family circle.
"Give your cha." Sherry Lin instructed a Lin family dium cha, and within a few seconds, they had swapped chas and Sherry Lin, the Eternal Warrior, was back in a fully functioning practice cha.
The group of forty sothing chas led by Sheera Lin was by far the most cohesive and most intact group.
The Longs were the second most intact group.
And as such, the hundreds of chas focused their fire upon them.
A hundred chas peeled off from the main group and surged towards the Longs while two hundred chas charged towards the Lin-Wang coalition.
Another hundred circled around . They were there not to "kill" , but to tie down and prevent from impacting the rest of the battle.
The rest charged at the line of functioning chas and imdiately started to finish them off.
It was an incredibly crazy move by Bruce Pang, and the lessons we learnt that day were all completely unforgettable.
He truly was a Master Teacher.
The crowd, which were about to disperse, had all exclaid in shock, went back to their seats and resud eating their popcorns.
The show was not over!!
"This year's Grand lee is incredible!!" They all shouted with words to that effect.
All eyes were upon us, and deeply calculative minds continued to analyze our actions, picking out seeds for future leadership.
In that chaos, not many of us shined.
But those that did, shone brighter than the stars, like a daybreak of multiple suns.
I wish I could say that I was one of them, but my mont of fa that day was over.
Bruce Pang had shrewdly shown that in a real battle, brute strength may be incredible, but real leadership would be required to win...
And to save the lives of my companions.
I was humbled that day by my sheer inability to save those I wanted to.
What Bruce Pang had created was, in effect, an ambush situation.
A bunch of 10 year olds, being taught how to respond to an ambush in real ti, complete with the shock, injuries and fatigue of a long battle.
If it wasn't teaching at its finest, then I have no idea what is.
"First law of ambushes. Stay calm and listen to instructions.
Second law of ambushes. Those within the kill zone, return fire and take cover. All at the sa ti." Bruce Pang's voice rumbled out loudly above the din. "Those outside the kill zone, locate and place suppressive fire on the enemy."
I had no idea how many of us responded to his words, but apparently, not many did so in the first few minutes.
There were four thousand of us and only a few hundred of the ambushers, probably around six hundred or so.
If we all responded perfectly, we would have massacred all six hundred ambushers within seconds, considering that they were all light chas.
But of course we didn't.
A thousand of us died a second ti within the first minute of the ambush!
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