Chapter 179 - 171: Boss, Save Me!
Gun!
This gunshot definitely did not belong to any firearm that the Salvation Army had, because during this period, bullets became increasingly scarce, and eventually, in the entire Salvation Army, only his location had the last two ammunition clips left.
How could there still be gunfire? It must be others!
Thinking this, the leader of the Salvation Army immediately got up, crossed the sofa in big strides, and walked towards the desk drawer.
In this drawer, there was a handgun and two magazines.
The leader of the Salvation Army directly loaded the magazines into the handgun and turned off the safety.
Suddenly, a knock came from outside the room.
The leader of the Salvation Army immediately pointed the handgun at the door, without uttering a word.
A familiar voice came from behind the door: "Boss, I just heard gunshots, it might be outsiders!"
Hearing this familiar voice, the leader of the Salvation Army breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Come in and talk."
A refined-looking man entered, his face marked with a look of confusion.
"Go, ring the alarm bell, and get everyone to gather here," the leader of the Salvation Army said.
"Alright, I'll go right now!" The refined man said, and immediately ran out of the room.
Before he could even get out, gunshots were heard coming from another direction.
Bang bang bang!
It was Li Tie and his men, attacking from the flank.
The gunfire had just ceased, when from the right direction, another round of gunshots was heard.
Bang bang bang!
The leader of the Salvation Army sighed and said to the refined man who was about to run out, "Don't go. Forget it, it's no use."
He was very clear that such intense gunfire, coming from different directions, indicated that there was more than one person, even over ten people. If judging solely based on the sound of gunfire, there were already more than ten people.
On the Salvation Army's side, there was only one small handgun.
Even though they had over two hundred people.
But under such overwhelming armed force, how could they resist? Besides, these people had been hungry for so many days already. Everyone's condition was on the verge of collapse!
If resistance was futile, then they must escape as soon as possible! No matter why these people came after them. The primary task at hand was to flee from here.
The leader of the Salvation Army thought:
Since they could find this place, it definitely showed that they had some understanding of the Salvation Army.
From Xiao Mao, to team leader Qian going to Xin City in the north, he had never come back.
They sent some more people there today, and until now, none have returned, and this group has come over; maybe all those who went before encountered them.
Damn! Running into tough resistance!
Could it be the military, thought the leader of the Salvation Army.
Impossible, the military wouldn't attack us without cause.
But how could ordinary people possess so many firearms!
What exactly is going on, the leader of the Salvation Army stood there, somewhat lost in thought.
"Boss, what do we do now?" Standing opposite him, watching his boss's expression alternate between confusion and certainty, he could not help but speak up.
Hearing the refined man speak, the leader of the Salvation Army suddenly looked up.
Right, whoever they are, they are definitely here to cause trouble.
Escape!
"You, come with me!" The leader of the Salvation Army glanced at this loyal subordinate. Although he was a person who trusted no one, this 'dog' was very obedient.
The leader of the Salvation Army, behind the desk on that wall, directly pulled aside a painting, revealing a small hole with a button inside.
The boss pressed down with a slap, then stumbled a few steps backward.
The wall in front of them started to slowly part, revealing a corridor about 2 meters wide.
Inside the corridor, various items were piled up.
Food! Tobacco and liquor! Medications! Gold!...
Seeing this, the refined man's eyes widened.
"This, this, this, isn't this too much?! Weren't we said to be out of supplies?...." The refined man seemed to realize something and immediately shut up.
He spoke no more. He was well aware of how ruthless the boss could be when it came to killing.
The Salvation Army boss gave the refined man a deep look and said, "Go in, take as much as you can carry, here."
The boss threw a large backpack over: "Use this to pack!"
The refined man hesitated, saying, "Boss, this is yours. How dare I. This, this, this...."
The Salvation Army boss, impatiently said: "Hurry up, start packing!"
Feeling his tone was a bit harsh, he then patiently said: "I value you the most, I've always valued you, that's why I've kept you close. You know, you've also made many mistakes, and I've forgiven you.
From now on, what I have, you will have too. Go ahead and pack, big brother will take care of you!
Now, look, the enemy is coming, I plan to take you and run. Hurry up."
These words moved the refined man to the point of wanting to cry, he never imagined the boss valued him so much.
Exhilarated inside, like he was injected with adrenaline, he ran inside and packed some food and medications.
The Salvation Army boss also took a bag, packed his cherished compressed biscuits, thought for a moment, and added a pack of cigarettes.
After that, he didn't pack anything else; he knew clearly that to run, one must travel light, being greedy now could weigh them down later.
At the moment, escaping here alive was the most important thing.
In the future, as long as he was alive, he could definitely make a comeback.
Compared with the refined man's huge backpack, the Salvation Army boss's appeared somewhat small.
"Let's go!" The Salvation Army boss, hearing another gunshot nearby, immediately said.
"Where are we running to?" the refined man asked.
The Salvation Army boss glanced back at him and said, "Just follow me. Keep up. Did you hear?"
The refined man felt a warm flow in his heart, the boss, even at this time, was worried he couldn't keep up, it seemed he really did value him, unlike the others he had not taken, he chose to escape with him.
"Mhm!" The refined man complemented a series of ideas and nodded vigorously.
The Salvation Army boss came down from the third floor, stood behind the door on the first floor and listened for a moment.
Thump, thump, thump!
He heard a series of footsteps, then a loud shout: "Boss, trouble's here! Help me!"
Hearing this shout, the Salvation Army boss was internally furious!
Damn it, capture the king first. The enemy has come looking for trouble.
No matter what, as the boss, he was definitely facing the most fire from the enemy.
This idiot's shouting just attracted the enemies over, didn't it?
What the hell can I do now? Fight with my small handgun?
Holding back the urge to shoot that person, he spat.
He patted the refined man on the back and said, "Go through the back door."
The refined man also understood the boss's mood at that moment; when fleeing, the last thing you want is to be spotted.
Now that idiot outside shouting so loudly definitely attracted the enemies over.
Now, their difficulty in escaping had increased!