I hand over the Wanjie trading system to the country

"Live!" Guan Yin patted Zhang Yong's shoulder heavily.

"Live, live, live!!!!" Zhang Yong yelled.

"Team Guan, the floor plan and the surrounding environment." Chuno stuffed the printed paper into Guan Yin's hand. "The floor plan is drawn by me from what I see, it may not be accurate."

"Okay." Guan Yin took the blueprint and studied it carefully with Zhang Yong.

"Platoon leader, platoon leader, the streets outside are full of small days." Gouwa ran back panting heavily.

"What? How many people saw it?"

"It was too dark to see carefully, but there were probably 2 people."

"It's okay, they won't dare to come in for a while." Guan Yin said, "After all, none of the people who came in before could stand out."

"After the channel is closed for a while, we can't help you. Until 8 o'clock tomorrow night, you can only rely on yourself."

"Look at the drawings I gave you. Here, here, and here are all minefields."

"Here and here can be used as sniper points."

"This position arranges the machine gunner."

"Single soldiers fire arrows don't be reluctant to use them, use brackets if you can't carry them."

"Now arrange for the people to transport the equipment and food to the church."

Guan Yin arranged in an orderly manner, and boxes of supplies were carried out by the common people.

"They should arrange a tentative attack in the middle of the night. Don't worry about ammunition. As long as they dare to enter the door, don't let them have a chance to go out."

"Team off, there are only 5 minutes left before the passage is closed."

"Has everyone put on their bulletproof vests? Is there anyone else who doesn't?"

"All dressed."

"What about the medical supplies?"

"It's all moved over, and the food has also been moved over."

"4 minutes."

Zhang Yong handed Guan Yin a confiscated small day can, which was previously agreed to be used for trading.

"3 minutes."

"Take care, comrade-in-arms, live well!"

"2 minutes."

The common people have already hid in the basement of the church, and the soldiers and soldiers have also taken their positions.

"1 minutes."

"See you tomorrow!" Guan Yin said solemnly.

"See you tomorrow!" Zhang Yong smiled.

"30 seconds."

Holding the wooden warehouse, Zhang Yong turned and left the supermarket without hesitation. At the same time, the passageway was completely closed.

After the channel is closed, the {display screen} is also closed at the same time, and everyone can only silently pray for Zhang Yong and the others.

First Night, December 1937, 12.

·

At 3:[-] in the morning, Xiaotian sent a death squad into the church to check the situation.

"Here we come." Zhang Yong wore night vision goggles, so he could see clearly everything that happened in the dark.

This death squad is a small team organization mode, a total of 6 people, advancing in a triangular formation.

"Snipers are ready." Zhang Yong gave the order, "Don't let them go to the minefield."

A death squad of 6 people is not worth wasting a minefield.

"Yes, platoon leader!"

The sound of bullets from sniper rifles was fired in the dark night, and two members of the death squad fell down one after another.

Another was hit in the shoulder, where the shoulder was blown to pieces, and the whole arm fell off.

The remaining three looked at the three teammates who were walking in front. Two of them were lying on the ground with no breath of life, and the other was crying and rolling on the ground holding his wound.

I no longer dared to have the courage to move on, and ran out of the church scrambling.

It's a pity that there is only one sniper, otherwise none of the six people can escape.

In the second half of the night, it was very quiet, and no one dared to enter the church.

When it was just dawn, the people had already delivered the prepared meals to every soldier.

At around 8 o'clock, Xiaotian assembled a team of about 400 people, preparing to storm the church.

Molotov cocktails that were on fire were thrown into the church wall one by one, and Gouwa rushed out wearing an EOD suit and holding a fire extinguisher.

The latest anti-explosive suits for the military are not difficult to withstand the bullets of the childhood days in World War II, and there is still a long distance in between.

The incendiary bombs didn't even have a chance to burn the yard down, so they were completely wiped out by the fire extinguishers.

The little day who was preparing to attack outside the door was dumbfounded!

At the same time, tear gas vas were thrown out from under the church wall.

White smoke filled the air, and the little days were choked with tears and tears, and they couldn't open their eyes.

While your illness is killing you, all kinds of modern weapons are coming out frequently, and everyone is fighting more and more bravely.

A team of more than 20 people insisted on playing the posture of hundreds of people, defeating Xiaotian who was about to force his way in from outside the door!

Those little days who clamored to hang the heads of the squad on the church door couldn't even enter the church door.

The first stop was successful, and everyone's morale was high. It can be said that this is the most comfortable battle they have ever fought.

It crushed enemies with 20 times the number of their own without any difficulty.

Even though everyone knows that this is borrowing the light of the supermarket, they are still very happy.

Finally, a victory was fought.

The Xiaotian team fled around like a bereaved dog.

After the excitement, Zhang Yong remembered what Guan Yin said. After the fall of Jinling, there were about 5 troops in Jinling City.

The number of civilians and soldiers in Jinling City is as high as 59.

Zhang Yong couldn't figure it out, why 59 people couldn't beat these 5 people?

After this counterattack on their side, they will attract Xiaotian's attention to the greatest extent, and the pressure on others will be much less.

I hope that such a big movement here can attract more people to come, whether it is civilians or soldiers, one more person will give more strength.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the staff in the supermarket became more and more worried.

"Zhang Yong and the others can persevere? Surely they can?"

"Well, it will definitely work. Shi Shi also promised to bring me the armband of Xiaotian tonight."

"Come on!"

·

Jinling City.

"Platoon leader, those little days are all gone!" Shitou, who was in charge of observation, put down his binoculars.

"Continue to be vigilant. Don't let your guard down at this time." Zhang Yongdao, "They must go back and gather a large force."

"Yes, platoon leader." Stone agreed, and ran back to the observation tower with the binoculars.

Zhang Yong leaned against the window, drinking wine in small sips.

"Platoon leader, someone is coming." Shitou ran over with excitement on his face, "It's Brother Xiaohu and the others, bringing a bunch of refugees with them!"

"Quick, you go and bring them in, be careful not to let them enter the minefield!"

"Yes."

Shi Shi agreed, and quickly ran to the door to meet Xiaohu.

"Brother Xiaohu, stand still at the door and I'll pick you up."

Xiaohu immediately stood still when he heard the words. He knew that there must be a reason for Shitou to say so.

"It's not safe here at the door, you follow my footsteps, you can't make a mistake."

The identities of these people have not yet been confirmed, and what Shi Shi said was rather vague.

After entering the church, Zhang Yong came down to confirm everyone's identities.

Except for the 9 soldiers including Xiaohu, the remaining 30 or so are all refugees.

The refugees were arranged to go to the cellar, and the previous people helped to take care of them.

Xiaohu and the others were taken to their temporary stronghold by Zhang Yong, where they treated their wounds, changed their clothes, and ate.