In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Song Jinhe watched them all stand up and express their opinions, and then calmed down their momentum after confirming that no one backed down.

“Since no one wants their hard work to go to waste, they must show their strength.

Fight off these people with evil intentions and let the whole Yuncheng know that not everyone can mess with our Building 3! "

She glanced at the survivors standing in the house: "There are 34 survivors in the building. Now 4 people are injured and have lost the ability to move, which means that we only have 30 people who can stand up now.

In my place, everyone is useful regardless of age, and there is no such thing as a weak person who does not need to go to the battlefield.

The doors and windows on floors 1-4 have been sealed. If they want to break into Building 3, they can only choose to enter through the unit door, so someone must guard the door. "

Song Jinhe raised his eyes and looked at the people in front of him, and ordered 15 strong men.

"You guys just stand guard inside the door. If the unit door is really broken down by them, you will be the first hurdle. You can at least delay them from going upstairs."

The person whose name was called nodded heavily, weighed the weapon in his hand, and his eyes were extremely firm.

"The six of you are responsible for exploring the situation on the fifth floor. Once someone wants to take advantage of troubled waters and enter Building 6, you must respond immediately and do your best to stop them.

The remaining people patrolled the 1st to 4th floors to prevent anyone from violently removing the doors and windows and breaking in. If there is any situation, please tell me immediately. "

Song Jinhe arranged all the tasks, and saw that the injuries of Wang Xingsheng and others were under control before turning back home.

Cheng Qianhuai followed her silently, and he could feel her anger from the mission deployment just now.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to her, then stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between her brows: "Don't be angry. Since they accidentally bumped into the muzzle of our guns, just teach them a lesson."

Song Jinhe took the water cup and took a sip, swallowed it down and calmed down the anger in his heart before speaking: "They stabbed Wang Xingsheng and the others to demonstrate against me and mocked me with their four lives.

Deliberately letting people come back alive is just to scare me. They just want me to know that they are bound to win Building 3, and they have nothing to fear even if they let the tiger return to the mountain. "

She placed the water glass heavily on the table; "I want to see if he is really invincible if he is so arrogant!"

Cheng Qianhuai helped her pour another glass of water. As the sun gradually set, the two of them ate some bread and went directly to the window on the second floor.

This is the place Song Jinhe specially set aside for shooting. He can not only ensure a superior position, but also use the surrounding iron boards to protect his own safety.

The survivors in the building were already in place. Everyone had sweat on their foreheads, their palms were wet, and they were holding the weapons in their hands tightly.

This was their first battle since the scorching summer heat, and everyone was there, not a single wimp.

"Be vigilant and don't relax!"

Song Jinhe whispered to them, stood by the window and took out the pistol and bullets under the cover of his schoolbag.

Now she and Cheng Qianhuai are the highest combat power in the building. To successfully defend Building 3, many survivors are indispensable, and the two of them are the most important link.

Putting on the night vision goggles, she nodded slightly towards Cheng Qianhuai, and the two looked carefully outside through the small window, trying to find the hidden shadows in the darkness.

The people in Building 1 did not let them wait long. The last light in the sky disappeared completely, and sporadic footsteps came from downstairs.

They walked shoulder to shoulder towards Building 3, holding daggers or axes in their hands, and some carried a crude machete on their shoulders.

Song Jinhe couldn't see their faces clearly, so he couldn't find the boss Zhang Shimin mentioned. He didn't shoot directly in order not to alarm them.

"They are quite leisurely. Look at these damaged windows that are sealed with iron sheets. They are really scared to death, hahahaha!"

Zhang Yang's wanton laughter came from the crowd, and a man carrying a hammer stood up.

"It's just a broken door. How about the newly installed one? Can I still open it?"

He raised his head and looked up. There was nothing strange anywhere he could see, and he couldn't hear any sound at all.

The hammer man frowned in confusion and turned to talk to a man of medium height in the crowd.

"Boss, you stabbed so many of them today. It stands to reason that someone from them should come out to fight. Why do they all seem to be asleep and there is no sound at all?"

The man mixed in the crowd snorted coldly: "A group of cowards may be hiding in the corner. Don't be too relaxed."

The hammer man nodded, walked forward with the hammer and tool box, and raised the hammer head to hit the door lock.

Cheng Qianhuai had quick eyes and quick hands. He shot the man and knocked him out of breath.

"damn it!"

Chen Guoliang, the boss of Building 1, spat and led his brothers to quickly retreat behind a car whose shell was wrapped in mud.

"The gun they used to kill last time, I thought no matter how hard it was, the bullets were almost running out, why would they be willing to use it against us?"

He snorted coldly: "But I'm targeting them just because of those guns. You all should pay attention to me. Don't let people shoot them in the head. It's useless and will cause trouble to me."

There was a thin man standing behind him. He wiped the sweat from his face with a smile.

“No problem, boss, we have 50 people, how can we be afraid of them, the old, weak, sick and disabled?

Liu Kuang and the others were dealt with so easily just because of their negligence. We all planned in advance, and those brothers were probably prying open the window on the other side. "

He chuckled: "Looking at them, their faces are much rosier than ordinary people. I guess the food is good. Boss, we can have extra food tonight!"

Chen Guoliang raised his head proudly and rolled his eyes when he saw the corpses piled in front of Building 1.

It was really unlucky, but Liu Kuang was worthy of death. After all, he found out that these people had guns in their hands, which helped him avoid risks.

Song Jinhe, who was on the second floor, was helpless. This group of people was indeed cunning. They had probably stepped on them before and used various things as cover. Even wearing night vision goggles in the dark could not solve them.

Cheng Qianhuai's ears twitched slightly, he turned his head warily to look behind him, and whispered into her ear.

"Did you hear anything?"

Song Jinhe also stopped when he heard this and listened quietly to the movement behind him.

The second floor has the same specifications as the 2th floor. A rustling sound came from the door of 18, as if someone was using a tool to pry the window.

She sneered, she really guessed it right. No wonder these people dared to come over knowing she had a gun in her hand. It turned out that they were divided into two teams.

One team hid behind obstacles to attract the attention of the survivors in Building 3, while the other team sneakily pried open the window and climbed in. They managed to capture Building 3 in one fell swoop.

At this moment, the patrolling people happened to arrive on the second floor. They all noticed the sound, but Song Jinhe raised his hand to stop him.