Tang Zihuan was eating melon seeds with relish. What happened outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He had been in this small building for an hour and forty-five minutes.

Well, it's not that the Japanese are incapable of capturing this place.

If he really wanted to fight, he wouldn't be able to resist it on his own.

The Japanese could have rushed up long ago.

But they didn't do that.

The Japanese are still thinking about how to capture "Meng Shaoyuan" alive!

Tang Zihuan smiled.

very nice.

This is a small building he chose in advance, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But he found that this "easy to defend but difficult to attack" was not necessary at all.

Japan is obsessed with capturing itself alive.

And now he can be convinced that the Japanese really regard him as "Meng Shaoyuan"!

The purpose has been achieved.

"Mr. Meng Shaoyuan, please come out and surrender immediately. We will never hurt you!"

There were calls for surrender again from outside.

Tang Zihuan picked up the gun, fired a shot outside, and then started eating melon seeds again.

Melon seeds are so fragrant.

What he would never have imagined was what happened outside during these one hour and forty-five minutes!

Meng Shaoyuan has been safely transferred again.

Although the encirclement is getting smaller and smaller, for now, it is still safe.

During this hour and forty-five minutes, Wu Jingyi, Shanghai District Secretary of the Military Command Bureau, finally made up her mind:

storm!

Rescue Meng Shaoyuan at all costs!

Meng Shaoyuan started maintaining radio silence a long time ago.

He lost all contact with the outside world.

Of course Wu Jingyi knew why he did this.

Once Meng Shaoyuan's location is determined, he will definitely save him at all costs.

The Shanghai District of the Military Command Bureau will suffer huge sacrifices.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't want to trade his own life for the blood of so many comrades!

However, Wu Jingyi has already made a decision!

No matter how great the sacrifice is, we must save this man!

The only problem is, how to tell Meng Shaoyuan the news so that he can cooperate with her?

Radio silence meant he couldn't be contacted.

There is only one way.

She and Meng Shaoyuan had previously formulated emergency contact methods in the event of losing contact!

A somewhat stupid but effective method.

…

Hualandeng Road, Contact Point A1.

There was only one word in the telegram:

"thunder"!

Lao Hou burned the telegram.

He had no idea what the telegram meant.

But he knew what he would do after receiving this telegram.

He picked up a can of paint, walked outside, and then began to write a large word on the wall:

thunder!

Every other paragraph, he would write the word "thunder".

"Whoever you are doing, stop it!"

Several Japanese military police appeared and shouted orders.

But Lao Hou didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued to write "Thunder" respectfully!

"flutter"!

He felt a chill in his heart.

That's a bayonet, right?

Lao Hou fell softly, but he still finished writing the last stroke of the word "Thunder".

…

Xiao Ma closed his shop.

Just now, he saw a big word "Thunder"!

He knows what he should do!

thunder!

…

During this hour and forty-five minutes, Meng Baifeng and He Ruyi brought their old brother to a warehouse.

That was the secret arms warehouse that Meng Shaoyuan left here.

When the door opened, it was filled with all kinds of weapons.

"Times have advanced, and swords and axes are useless." Meng Baifeng said calmly: "Choose what you can do best!"

Here, including himself and He Ruyi, there are a total of one hundred and sixty-three brothers.

One hundred and sixty-three heroes!

…

During this hour and forty-five minutes, Chang Chizhou, a disciple of the Youth Gang, knelt on one knee in front of the old master Zhang Renkui:

"Old Master, our Youth Gang disciples have gathered together and selected a total of 300 desperate team members!"

"Have you told them everything?"

The old man, who had not been seen for a long time, appeared with the help of his son.

"Don't worry, old man, there is no life but death!"

"go!"

The old man pointed outside: "Rescue my brother Meng Shaoyuan. They are all dead. I'll go!"

…

What's happening outside?

Tang Zihuan didn't know and had no intention of knowing.

All his thoughts were on the melon seeds in his hand.

After eating a handful of melon seeds, he took out another handful of melon seeds from his pocket.

Outside, the Japanese seem to have lost patience:

"Meng Shaoyuan, the last five minutes, I'll give you the last five minutes!"

Oh, there are still five minutes left.

The melon seeds in my pocket are enough to last me five minutes.

Tang Zihuan took a bucket and opened it, and a strong smell of gasoline came out.

He raised the bucket and poured all the gasoline on himself.

Then, he continued to eat melon seeds.

The door on the first floor was knocked open, and there was a burst of noise.

Tang Zihuan smiled, took out a grenade and threw it down.
To be continued...