The iron gate, buried in the snow for a long time, was too cold.
If it weren't for the body temperature caused by years of tension, with my ears pressed against the door, I would have almost gotten frostbite.
He knew that a large group of people were trying to force their way in.
The iron gate has a bolt-lock mechanism, and the door frame is made of thick iron, making it difficult to force open. It's best to stall for time.
Chen Nian looked at the "weapons" in his hand and his father's hand. They were barely enough to deal with two or three people, but they would be no match for twenty or thirty.
The diesel fuel had just been emptied, and the two men were bent over, listening to the sounds outside. Then they heard a command: "Dig!"
The commotion outside grew louder, each sound sending chills down Chen Nian's spine. He and his father didn't have much time to think.
Chen Nian inspected the supermarket, then walked to the back door and said, "Dad, I have an idea, but it might be a lose-lose situation, and the supermarket might burn down. Should we give it a try?"
"Try it! How will we know if it will work if we don't try?" Chen Nian's father recalled the scene many years ago when he was driven to the brink by loan sharks.
If I had been more assertive back then, and given Chen Nian's mother hope and the will to live, she wouldn't have had to take her newborn daughter to her death.
History is repeating itself now. Chen Nian's father secretly made a decision: this time he must fight to the bitter end!
Chen Nian looked at his father firmly: "Then let's give it a try."
They found all the stick-like objects in the supermarket, along with summer cotton clothes, tore the clothes into strips, and tied them to one end of the sticks with wire.
Diesel is unavailable, but the supermarket has plenty of cooking oil.
They poured vegetable oil into all the buckets, and then dipped the cloth-covered end of the stick into the oil.
This is how they were made into torches. They could move freely in extremely low temperatures, so they definitely needed thick clothes.
If you want to rob our supermarket, you'll have to see if you make it back alive!
Fortunately, the snow outside held them back for a long time. Fifty or sixty people were shoveling snow and were covered in sweat, but they were almost done.
Chen Nian and his father also searched out all the usable materials, and each of them had more than twenty torch materials.
They come in different lengths; the longer ones are used to deal with thugs who want to attack at close range, preventing them from getting close; the shorter ones are used to throw thugs from a distance.
The remaining cooking oil was poured out at the back entrance. When the fire starts, let's see how they get in.
Chen Nian and his father stood guard around the back door, one on the left and the other on the right, their pockets full of lighters, ready to deal with the first thug to rush in.
Chen Nian still had a steel bar with a hook tucked into his waistband; it was his last weapon for self-defense, and he hoped he wouldn't need to use it.
Soon, the sound of shoveling snow outside stopped, followed by the sound of violently pounding on the door. They seemed to be using large iron sledgehammers, and the sound was particularly piercing.
The sound of metal colliding violently echoed in the supermarket, making Chen Nian and his father's eardrums ache.
The door that Chen Nian's father chose was quite sturdy and withstood several waves of hammering.
The captain grew impatient and shouted, "If the lock hammer won't open, try the hinges."
Mr. Chen was startled. Although the bolt was very secure, the hinge was bound to be fragile in order to ensure its flexibility.
Sure enough, the hinge broke after only a few taps.
Chen Nian and his father tightened every pore; a great battle was about to begin!
After the door was opened, the apostles outside looked at the dark entrance, fearing an ambush, and hesitated to go in. The captain used a megaphone to shout inside:
"We are the 'Frost Society,' a post-apocalyptic organization, and we invite you to join. Join with supplies, and you will gain glory and become 'Level One Apostles.' Resist, and you will be killed without mercy!"
Chen Nian felt disgusted: Isn't this just robbing people of their supplies? They call it honorable!
“We’re not joining, you can go back,” Chen Nian shouted back.
Hearing a young man's voice coming from inside, the captain couldn't help but smile dismissively, and casually pointed to two people:
"You, and you, go inside!"
Two First-Rank Apostles timidly stepped out of the line and walked side by side into the doorway...
Instantly, flames shot up from the doorway, and the ground inexplicably caught fire, with flames leaping high. The two people who had just entered found their feet were in oil, and the fire immediately engulfed them.
In the blink of an eye, the fire reached their calves. They instinctively hopped out, their clothes also catching fire. They rolled around in the snow for a long time before finally putting out the fire.
Seeing the two men's predicament, the captain clenched his fists tightly. The others, looking at the raging fire at the gate, were also at a loss. How could they deal with such a huge fire?
Anger was clearly evident in the captain's eyes. He said coldly, "Wait until the fire is a little smaller before attacking. It won't burn for long."
"But, Captain, if they burn the whole supermarket down, won't all our work have been for nothing?" the henchman beside him cautiously reminded him.
"No, if they were going to burn themselves and their supplies, they wouldn't have waited until now. They clearly want us to back down and attack once the fire is a little smaller."
The captain had given a death order, and the surrounding first-level apostles could only wait anxiously.
The cooking oil that Chen Nian poured at the door was to block the enemy, so he specially made a firebreak to prevent the fire from spreading and burning inside.
However, the amount of oil was limited, and after a while, the fire dwindled considerably. Chen Nian and his father exchanged a glance and encouraged each other, now it was up to them.
Chen Nian and his father quickly saw two more people jump in through the firelight. The flames were no longer high enough to burn their clothes; they only needed to jump a little further away to get inside.
The apostle in front of Chen Nian was very bold. When he saw the young man inside, he rushed over with his weapon and soon came within three meters of Chen Nian.
Chen Nian quickly lit a short torch and threw it at him!
The torch tip was soaked in oil, and the moment it touched his clothes, the oil splattered and the fire spread to his body, causing his snowsuit to catch fire quickly.
He realized something was wrong and quickly ran back...
Seeing that Chen Nian's method was effective, Dad threw a torch over while the other person was distracted by his companion.
He was startled: "Ah, there's another person in the supermarket!" He was instantly filled with rage.
Because Chen Nian's father had been doing manual labor for many years, he was very strong. This time, the fire on the other person was even greater than that of the previous person.
He ran out in terror and immediately began rolling around in the snow. Unfortunately, the fire had burned through his snowsuit, rendering him unable to fight. He was then dragged back into the sled.
The captain couldn't take it anymore. There was more than one person inside, and they were so difficult to deal with!
After all, he had followed Hu Tianhao through thick and thin for many years and could be considered a veteran. He couldn't afford to lose face in this battle!
Clearly, they had made ample preparations for a fire attack...
So all we need to do is prevent the clothes from catching fire, right?
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