Gun!
The gunshots definitely didn't come from the Salvation Army's side, because during this period, bullets were getting scarcer and scarcer, until finally, the entire Salvation Army only had the last two magazines of bullets left.
How could there still be gunshots? It must be other people!
Thinking of this, the Salvation Army Leader immediately got up, strode past the sofa, walked to the desk, and pulled open the drawer.
In the drawer, there was a pistol and two magazines.
The Salvation Army Leader directly loaded the magazine into the pistol and took off the safety.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door from outside the room.
The Salvation Army Leader immediately aimed the pistol at the door, remaining silent.
A familiar voice came from behind the door: "Leader, I just heard gunshots, it's possible outsiders have arrived!"
The Salvation Army Leader heard this familiar voice and breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Come in and speak."
The refined man entered, his face filled with uncertainty.
"Go, ring the alarm bell and have everyone gather," the Salvation Army Leader said.
"Okay, I'll go right away!" the refined man said, then ran directly out of the room.
Before he could run out, he heard another burst of gunfire from another direction.
Bang, bang, bang!
This was Li Tie and his group, attacking from the side.
As soon as the gunfire stopped, another burst of gunfire came from the right side.
Bang, bang, bang!
The Salvation Army Leader sighed and said to the refined man who was about to run out, "Don't go. Forget it, it's useless."
He knew very well that such dense gunfire, coming from different directions, meant there wasn't just one person, possibly even more than 10 people; just from the sound of the gunshots, it already exceeded 10 people.
The Salvation Army only had one small pistol.
Even if they had over two hundred people.
But under such absolute force, how could they resist, especially since all these people had been starving for so many days? Everyone's condition was already on the verge of collapse!
Since resistance was futile, then they had to escape as soon as possible! No matter why these people came looking for them. The first priority now was to escape from here.
The Salvation Army Leader thought:
Since they could find this place, it definitely meant they had some understanding of the Salvation Army.
Ever since Xiao Mao and Team leader Qian went to Xin City in the north, they never returned.
Today, some more people were sent over, and they haven't returned yet, and with this group coming over, it's likely that everyone who went before encountered them.
Damn it! They ran into a tough opponent!
Could it be the army? the Salvation Army Leader wondered.
Impossible, the army wouldn't attack us with guns without reason.
But how could ordinary people have so many firearms?!
What on earth was going on? The Salvation Army Leader stood there, lost in thought.
"Leader, what do we do now?" The refined man, standing opposite him and observing the leader's expression shifting between confusion and certainty, couldn't help but ask.
The Salvation Army Leader suddenly looked up when he heard the refined man speak.
Oh right, who cares who they are, but they're definitely here to cause trouble now.
Escape!
"You, come with me!" The Salvation Army Leader glanced at his loyal subordinate. Although he didn't trust anyone, this 'dog' was very obedient.
Behind the Salvation Army Leader's desk, on the wall, he pulled aside a painting, revealing a small hole with a button inside.
The leader pressed it with his palm, then immediately stepped back a few paces.
The wall slowly began to split in the middle, revealing a passage about 2 meters wide.
Inside the passage, various items were piled up.
Food! Alcohol and tobacco! Medicine! Gold!
Seeing this, the refined man's eyes widened.
"This, this, this, isn't this too much?! Didn't you say we were out of supplies?" The refined man seemed to realize something and immediately shut his mouth.
He said no more. He knew very well how ruthless the leader was when he killed people.
The Salvation Army Leader looked deeply at the refined man and said, "Go in, take as much as you can, here." He threw a large backpack over: "Use this to pack!"
The refined man hesitated, saying, "Leader, this is yours. How dare I. This, this, this..."
The Salvation Army Leader said impatiently, "Hurry up, pack quickly!"
Feeling that his tone was a bit harsh, he patiently said, "I value you the most. I've always valued you the most, which is why I've kept you by my side. You know, you've also made many mistakes, and I've forgiven you for all of them.
From now on, what I have, you will also have. Go ahead and pack, big brother will take care of you!
Now, look, the enemy is here, and I plan to take you and run. Hurry up."
These words moved the refined man to the point of wanting to cry. He never expected the leader to value him so much.
His heart was pounding with excitement, like he was injected with adrenaline, and he ran inside, then packed some food and medicine.
The Salvation Army Leader also took a bag, packed his treasured compressed biscuits, thought for a moment, and then packed a carton of cigarettes.
After that, he stopped packing anything else. He knew very well that to run, he had to travel light. Being greedy now would mean a heavier load when escaping later.
Currently, escaping from here and surviving was the most important thing.
As long as he was alive, he could definitely make a comeback later.
Compared to the refined man's huge backpack, the Salvation Army Leader's backpack seemed somewhat small.
"Go!" The Salvation Army Leader said directly, hearing another gunshot from around them.
"Where do we run?" the refined man asked.
The Salvation Army Leader turned his head and looked at him, saying, "Just follow me. Keep up. Did you hear?"
A warm current surged through the refined man's heart. Even at this moment, the leader was worried about him not keeping up. It seemed he truly valued him, as he hadn't taken anyone else, only him to escape.
"Mm-hmm!" The refined man imagined a series of thoughts and nodded vigorously.
The Salvation Army Leader came down from the third floor and stood behind the door on the first floor, listening for a while.
Thump, thump, thump!
He heard footsteps, then a loud shout: "Leader, someone's here to cause trouble! Help!"
The Salvation Army Leader cursed in his heart when he heard that shout!
Damn it, capture the king first to capture the thieves. The enemy is here to cause trouble.
No matter what, as the leader, he would certainly face the brunt of the enemy's firepower.
Wouldn't that idiot's shout just draw the enemy over?
What the hell am I supposed to do? Fight them with a small pistol?
He resisted the urge to shoot the person, and spat.
He patted the refined man behind him and said, "Go through the back door."
The refined man also understood the leader's mood at this moment; when escaping, the biggest fear was being discovered.
Now, that idiot outside, shouting so loudly, would definitely attract the enemy.
Now, their escape just got harder!
