Courtyard House: Initial Donation of 50 Million

Wang Huanbo's heart skipped a beat; they'd arrived so quickly! He immediately ordered, "Everyone take cover! Don't make a sound! Men, grab any weapons you can find and come with me! Women and the wounded, hide in the basement! Quickly!"

Everyone acted immediately. Led by Yu Mo and Chen Qiaozhi, the female students helped Pu Sheng and Shunzi quickly hide in the dark and damp basement. Before leaving, Dou Kou turned back and looked worriedly at Wang Huanbo and the unconscious Pu Sheng.

Wang Huanbo, leading the remaining eleven soldiers still capable of fighting (including the lightly wounded), quickly occupied advantageous positions in the church—behind the bell tower, windows, and doors. Their weapons were a mixed bag, including several Type 24 rifles and Mauser pistols, as well as fire axes, shovels, and even a cleaver from the kitchen, all found in the church's tool shed.

"Listen," Wang Huanbo lowered his voice, his gaze sharp, "the Japanese outnumber us and are better equipped. A direct confrontation is a poor strategy. Our goal is to scare them off, or... to eliminate them silently! No firing a shot without my order! Use melee weapons if possible!"

The soldiers nodded nervously, gripping their "weapons" tightly.

Soon, the church doors were pounded on, accompanied by the incoherent shouts of the Japanese soldiers. The fake priest, John, pale-faced, walked shakily to the door at Wang Huanbo's signal and shouted in broken Chinese, "This...this is an American church! Protected by international law! You cannot enter!"

"Baka! Open the door! The Imperial Army is searching for rebels!" A rough shout came from outside the door.

"No... I don't have orders from my superiors..." John was still trying to negotiate.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the door lock was smashed open! The door was violently kicked open! Seven or eight Japanese soldiers, carrying Type 38 rifles with bayonets fixed, stormed in menacingly! The leader was a sergeant, carrying a military knife, with a fierce look on his face.

As soon as the Japanese soldiers entered, they shone their flashlights around randomly, spotting the altar and benches, but finding no one. The sergeant mumbled orders to disperse and search.

An opportunity! Wang Huanbo, hiding behind the second-floor railing, made a hand gesture to the soldiers below.

Just as the two Japanese soldiers walked towards the side of the altar and approached the soldiers' ambush point, Wang Huanbo pounced down from the shadows on the second floor like a cheetah! He unleashed his [Intermediate Close Combat Mastery] to its fullest extent! He covered one Japanese soldier's mouth with one hand and precisely slit his throat with a dagger in the other! At the same time, he wrapped his legs around the neck of the other Japanese soldier and twisted it sharply! With a soft "crack," the second Japanese soldier collapsed limply.

The entire process was silent and lightning fast!

Almost simultaneously, soldiers at other ambush points also took action! Old Smoker used a fire axe to chop down a Japanese soldier; another soldier smashed a Japanese soldier's head with a shovel! The screams were muffled beforehand, leaving only the dull thud of someone falling to the ground.

But the remaining Japanese soldiers still noticed something was wrong! "Enemy attack!" The sergeant was shocked and furious, and drew his pistol!

"Fire!" Knowing he could no longer hide, Wang Huanbo roared and raised his Colt M1911A1! "Bang! Bang!" Two shots, accurately killing the sergeant and another Japanese soldier who was holding a gun!

The sound of gunfire was the order! The soldiers opened fire! Although their marksmanship varied, the close-range shooting quickly felled three or four more Japanese soldiers. The remaining two or three tried to escape, but were dealt with by the soldiers guarding the door using bayonets and machetes.

The battle ended within minutes. All eleven Japanese soldiers who stormed the church were annihilated! The church was filled with the smoke and the stench of blood.

"Quickly! Clean up the battlefield! Drag the bodies to the backyard! Collect all weapons and ammunition!" Wang Huanbo ordered urgently, his heart still pounding. This gamble had succeeded, but the gunfire could very well attract more Japanese soldiers.

The soldiers moved swiftly. Wang Huanbo inspected the spoils: eleven Type 38 rifles, several hundred rounds of ammunition, a few hand grenades, a sergeant's Nambu pistol and sword, and some rice balls, cigarettes, and... some gold bars, silver dollars, and jewelry that the Japanese soldiers carried! Clearly, they had been looted from the people of Nanjing!

[Ding! One Japanese sergeant has been killed, and 50 rounds of Nambu Type 14 pistol ammunition have been obtained and stored in the system space.]

[Ding! Ten Japanese soldiers killed, 200 rounds of Arisaka 6.5mm rifle ammunition, 5 grenades, 2 first aid kits, and 10 compressed biscuits stored in system space.]

[Ding! First successful completion of the church defense battle. Reward: Special equipment: Type 94 90mm light mortar x1, 90mm poison gas shells x10, 90mm smoke shells x10, gas masks x15. Stored in system space.]

Wang Huanbo was utterly shocked! Mortars! Poison gas grenades! Smoke grenades! Gas masks! The system had truly provided a timely and much-needed boost! Although the quantity was small, it was absolutely a game-changer! Especially the poison gas grenades; if used well…

A bold, even insane, plan began to take shape in his mind.

"Instructor, the bodies have been dealt with, and the bloodstains have been roughly cleaned up," Old Smoker reported, his face a mixture of victorious excitement and lingering fear. "We've struck it rich! So many guns and bullets!"

Wang Huanbo nodded, suppressing his excitement, and said seriously, "Don't be too happy yet. Once the gunfire starts, the nearby Japanese soldiers will definitely come to investigate. We must prepare to evacuate immediately, or... prepare to face an even fiercer attack!"

He glanced in the direction of the warehouse, then at the Southern pistol in his hand and the mortar in the system space, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.

"Old Smoker, take a few smart brothers and come with me right now! We're going to get some 'big stuff'!" He decided that they couldn't just sit and wait to die; they had to take the initiative and acquire more equipment, especially truck parts and fuel! That crazy plan to retaliate against the Japanese devils needed more leverage!