Quan Guangwen talked for a long time and got a lot of supplies, medical equipment, and medicines for the territory, but the most critical thing was always delayed - communications. But besides that, water, electricity
The supply is still sufficient.
Seeing that Quan Guangwen's mouth was dry, Xia Gang quickly went to get him a glass of water. Quan Guangwen drank it all in one gulp and said, "I still need a glass."
Xia Gang went to pour water again. Colonel Innslake handed over a bottle of mineral water.
The compatriots in the council are not so good. Everyone knows that water, electricity, communications and so on are all controlled by Wangdongcheng. Now everything is gone. Isn’t it possible that your supreme council and that bitch Jin Li are wearing the same pair of pants?
"
Zheng Dachuan also said: "That is, you were turned into a concentration camp by Hitler back then, and now you also want to turn Xihe District into a concentration camp."
Colonel Inslack blushed and turned white after being criticized, and he quickly defended: "In the conscience of heaven and earth, they did go too far. Although isolating the epidemic area is also the right approach, but in terms of implementation..."
Quan Guangwen had calmed down a bit. He persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Okay, okay, we are all in the same boat now. The Supreme Council must have some agreement with Jin Li, but it is also trying its best to protect us.
Right, look outside, since the police from Wangdong City came, the situation is still on our side, and although the communication has not been restored, the water and electricity are still fine."
"Professor Quan is right." As he spoke, Yang Liming walked over from the other end of the barricade and said with a smile: "Communications are blocked to some extent by the Supreme Council, but the biggest blockage comes from the Fordner Army.
, they brought a signal blocking truck, look." Yang Liming took out his mobile phone and said: "I am
The battery that was charged in the afternoon is gone now. This shows that our mobile phones are fighting against the communication shielding system, so they consume a lot of power. In other words, as long as we work hard to strengthen signal transmission, it is still possible to communicate with the outside world. In addition, we
We can also find ways through our Jewish friends and the volunteer medical team.”
Xia Gang raised his thumb and said: "This is really a cocoon." He also added a sentence and continued, "Isn't the signal shielding the electronic warfare equipment that Lao Cao imported last time? Now it's for us.
Use it, and next time you see this guy, give him a leg up first."
Yang Liming smiled and said: "Then if we get down one by one, Xiangdong can directly turn it into a photo and hang it on the wall."
Everyone laughed after hearing this. This is the advantage of being a veteran and having seen the world. You can make jokes even in the most severe situations.
Jokes can relieve fatigue, but they cannot reduce the workload. This night is destined to be a sleepless night. Yang Liming has experience in this area, so he divides the staff into two groups and takes turns to rest. Quan Guangwen said that he is a scholar and has not dealt with this matter.
Experience, and this kind of sneak attack usually occurs in the middle of the night
Yang Liming knew that he wanted to take a rest, so he asked Zhao Yuan and Quan Guangwen to work the night shift for protection, while he himself found a moisture-proof blanket.
, he lay down on a bench in the hospital lobby, and soon started snoring.
However, Yang Liming was woken up before he could sleep for long. When he opened his eyes, the people around him were in a mess, and the smell of smoke was still in the air. He grabbed a person and asked him, and the person said: "The black devils threw Molotov cocktails."
Already."
It turns out that the hospital building is located at the very edge of the land. The main entrance is in the land, and the street behind it belongs to Wangdong City. A group of gangsters came over at night, shouting slogans, throwing stones and smashing glass.
, now it has reached the point of throwing Molotov cocktails. Although in order to prevent land closures
The Chinese people inside crossed the border from the hospital through the window, and checkpoints were set up on the street, but there were not many of them, and they were dispersed by the rioters. Although the police in Wangdong City tried to maintain order, they were small in number and
They were not equipped with anti-riot equipment, so they were blocked at the intersection and could not be attacked.
Yang Liming was about to go to the back to see what was going on. Zhao Yuan hurried over and shouted: "Director, I can't stand it anymore in the back!"
Yang Liming kicked him in the face and cursed: "You can't stand it anymore, so why don't you run back and let Lao Quan, a scholar, hold you back?"
Zhao Yuan did not defend himself and just followed Yang Liming back.
Although Quan Guangwen was a scholar, he was really not bad at this time. While he was moving soldiers and equipment, he was organizing people to put out the fire. However, the people who threw them were all petrol bombs. The hospital lacked corresponding fire-fighting equipment, so it could only withstand it.
If this continues, by daybreak, the hospital will be nothing more than a shelf.
As soon as Yang Liming arrived, he immediately replaced Quan Guangwen and asked him to go outside to recruit people to put out the fire. He took the risk and went up to the third floor.
Yang Liming did take a big risk, because the whole building was being attacked by incendiary bombs, and the fire burned upwards. Once you go up, you may not be able to get back down. But as the saying goes, you can see far if you stand high and go to the third floor.
From the rooftop, you can see the entire scene more clearly.
It was obvious that this riot attack was secretly planned and directed by someone. Although it was only a few hundred people, there was a clear division of labor. There were those who made noise and shouted, there were those who blocked the Wangdongcheng police at the intersection, and there were those who were responsible for transporting rocks, gasoline bottles, etc.
bomb
What's more dangerous is that there are still faint gunmen lurking in the crowd, firing from time to time, trying to kill the people putting out the fire. Although the marksmanship of these gunmen is not very good, at this moment, the hospital has already
Two volunteers were injured.
In addition, there are a few people in the crowd. They don't directly throw stones or anything, but they keep walking around in the crowd and gesticulating. They should be the instigators.
Although Yang Liming saw all this clearly, at this moment, two more Molotov cocktails were thrown from the crowd. As expected of a sportsman, they actually threw them directly into the window on the third floor. The two groups of fire exploded, and Yang Liming could feel it.
The soles of my feet were burned.
"Damn it! I'm a chicken, not a duck! You guys are fooling me." Yang Liming cursed and felt someone coming up from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Liang Yonghao. The latter threw a bottle of mineral water to him. Yang Liming immediately turned around.
Open the cap, drink half of the bottle in one breath, and then ask: "Are you sure?"
Liang Yonghao said: "Yes, I just don't know if I can do it." As he said this, he took out a box of condoms from his messenger bag and said, "I stole them from Ling Jia's cabinet. She has many more."
Yang Liming gritted his teeth and said, "Do it! We'll deal with these bastards first. If we can get through this, we'll go rescue Jiajia." After he finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank the remaining half of the bottle of mineral water.
, then pushed the empty bottle into Liang Yonghao's hand and added: "Let's do it! We good people have done too much, and it's time to become evil people." With that, he left the roof of the building and went down to organize firefighting.
Liang Yonghao sneered slightly, took out a "Buck" folding knife from his pocket, cut off the tail of the mineral water bottle, put the bottle on the barrel of the Point 22, stuffed some messy things into it, and used a condom
After fixing it, I made a simple silencer. The sound of the .22 rifle is not loud to begin with, and now in this messy environment, this silencer is enough.
When the rioters saw that the people in the hospital were only busy putting out the fire and did not make any move to fight back, they became more and more arrogant and louder. Then some "unknown" guys joined in, and the total number exceeded
Thousands of people. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and they are getting more and more crazy. A big, round guy took a Molotov cocktail and lit it with a lighter. Under the clamor of the crowd, he started to fight like a hero.
He started to run, but the moment he let go of the Molotov cocktail, the bottle exploded inexplicably. The "hero" instantly turned into a fire elf. He subconsciously screamed and ran for help, but everyone around him avoided it.
Well, in less than half a minute, this guy couldn't run anymore. After throwing himself to the ground, he struggled a few times and stopped moving. However, the fire was still burning brightly, and the fire elf turned into a barbecue again.
On the roof of the building, Liang Yonghao leaned against the wall. He was not a religious believer, he was a complete materialist, but he still prayed at this time: "Almighty God, please forgive me for becoming so cruel." He prayed,
Using the cover of smoke, he stuck his head out and fired a shot, turning another thug into braised pork.
Once can be said to be an accident, twice or three times the self-destruction of Molotov cocktails occurred is no accident. The continuous "self-explosion" of Molotov cocktails has made thugs reluctant to become grenadiers. No one likes to be turned into roasted meat.
.As a result, the incendiary bottles flying towards the hospital disappeared, but the number of rocks increased. However, in this case, even a piece of glass could not be saved, but it was difficult to hit someone.
Yang Liming seized this opportunity, organized people to put out the fire, and finally saved "half of the hospital."
The agitators and commanders among the rioters saw that the attack power of the stones was not enough, and the rioters were afraid of contracting infectious diseases and did not dare to attack the hospital. So the agitators made a desperate move and gathered all the gunmen.
They opened fire on the hospital. For a moment, the hospital faced the outer street and bullets were flying in the corridor. Everyone was suppressed with their heads lowered and unable to move.
"Zhao Yuan! Tear gas!" Yang Liming hid in a corner and shouted to Zhao Yuan, who was leaning behind the porch.
At the beginning of the anti-Chinese campaign, Yang Liming began to stockpile anti-riot equipment, but the funds and purchasing channels were limited, so the stockpile of tear gas was not sufficient. He had been using it as a final strategic reserve, but now it seems that it has reached the final stage.
At the critical moment, if we wait for the thugs to get a few more RPGs, the tear gas will be completely useless.
Liang Yonghao's sniping was no longer needed at this time. The reason why he only shot Molotov cocktails and not people at first was because he didn't want to leave evidence of the shooting. Moreover, the deterrent effect of a person being burned into a torch is greater than being knocked down with a single shot. But now the opponent does not care about ammunition.
When the cost was called, he had no choice but to watch.
He noticed that there was a guy with a Molotov cocktail stuck on his waist. Liang Yonghao shot him. The bottle shattered and gasoline splashed everywhere, but it didn't start burning. However, it frightened the guy and made him jump several times.
If it weren't for the current crisis, that guy's behavior would be quite funny.
Yang Liming wanted to light a cigarette at this time, but when he touched the cigarette case in his pocket, he didn't know where it had fallen. So he sighed, looked up, and saw a man rushing in with his head in his hands. It turned out to be Quan Guangwen, so he scolded
: "Professor, I just sent you out, why are you back?"
Quan Guangwen said: "Is this your attitude when speaking to your superiors? I am the highest administrator of the fiefdom, and I can stay wherever I want."
"Yes, sir." Yang Liming gave him a playful salute, and then asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
Quan Guangwen sat down next to Yang Liming and said, "The whole building is filled with cigarettes, which is not enough for you to smoke." As he said this, he felt around in his arms and took out a cigar and handed it to Yang Liming.
Yang Liming smiled and said, "Not bad, I don't usually see you taking it out."
Quan Guangwen said: "Mr. Joey gave it to me when we discussed business last time."
So Yang Liming opened the cigar, picked up a burning chair leg, lit the cigar, took a deep breath, then leaned his head against the heated wall, exhaled the smoke with enjoyment, and then inhaled again.
After taking a sip, he handed the cigarette to Quan Guangwen and said, "Professor, why do I feel that these people outside are very ill?"
Quan Guangwen looked at the cigar and said with a smile: "You are too addicted to cigarettes. After two puffs, my cigarette is half shorter." He also took a puff, and then said: "Indeed, nationalism has
Time is a disease, so we quarantine them."
Yang Liming laughed knowingly, when Zhao Yuan and Zheng Dachuan came back with the tear gas canisters in reserve.