But if there is an inch of land left unoccupied by the British, you must hold on to it like a man to the end.

This sentence ignited the blood of these bigwigs.

They are just trying to eat, and sometimes they even have to sell their conscience, but they still have the last principle, and the right and wrong in their hearts have not been completely wiped out by petty profits.

Every man must be a hero once in his life, even if it is only for a few minutes, or even a few seconds, at a certain moment when danger comes, it will arouse their heroic heart.

Especially if they are all men in the rivers and lakes, it is easier to stimulate this kind of emotion.

This is also one of the reasons why Chen Mu thinks that people's hearts are useful.

They still have questions, but the focus is not on whether to go and rescue the siege of the walled city, but how to successfully keep it!

As mentioned earlier, Chen Mu is not Huang Xing, Du Xingwu and the like, and has no systematic theoretical support for commanding military operations, and some only have the experience of leading his brothers to escape from death a few times, or the Jedi counterattack.

So he decided to use the old method, not to fight the British Royal Wilson Musket head-on, but to fight with them in street battles and guerrillas, just like a mouse biting an elephant, gnawing and eating away at the British team one bite at a time!

The bigwigs soon sent people back to gather people, and the workshop gradually became crowded, some excited, some afraid, some curious, and some calm.

"Hall Master Chen, hurry up and fire the gun, let's go get down to business, kill the British, and save the walled city!"

"Yes, without further ado, it will be dawn if you don't set off again!"

"The ship is ready, and the guns are almost fired!"

Many bigwigs are also enthusiastic and excited.

Chen Mu secretly observed for a long time on the side, and then stood up and said to everyone.

"It's all quiet!"

After everyone quieted down, Chen Mu looked around the audience and finally spoke.

"The firearms in the workshop are limited, and in order to play the maximum role, priority must be given to those who know how to use guns, those who have combat experience, those who have courage, and those who dare to die.

Chen Mu's words are also reasonable, and after observation, he also has a series of selection criteria in his heart.

There are too many people coming over tonight, and it is inevitable that some people will fish in troubled waters, and they will not work hard, or even just come to cheat guns.

Firearms are essential for the survival and development of these communities.

Now it is no longer the era of fists and feet, there are no one or two cannons "town house", and I am really embarrassed to greet people.

As for those who were curious or excited, it was obvious that Chen Mu had never touched a gun, and Chen Mu didn't think about it.

The gun is a double-edged sword, it can hurt others as well as oneself, and for novices, it is easy to misfire and accidentally injure allies, and the probability of this is unimaginably high.

Chen Mu is very optimistic about those who are silent and calm, and even frown and resist, such people are the ones who really have experience in life and death battles, and it is precisely because of the experience that they know how to be in awe, and they are by no means the kind of assumptions that rookies take for granted.

Although Chen Mu said the standard, some people knew that they couldn't meet the standard, so they still took a step forward, and some people reached the standard, but they didn't move.

Chen Mu had to go down in person, and gently pushed back those who were weak in their eyes.

And in the crowd who were unwilling to stand up, Chen Mu also singled out one by one.

This selection alone is enough to impress Fu Qingzhu.

"I have studied the art of people for decades, and I have read countless people, so I have cultivated this pair of fiery eyes, and it is better for you to pick and choose when you come, and it is also annoying ......"

Facing Fu Qingzhu's wry smile and self-deprecation, Chen Mu also shook his head and smiled: "People's hearts are very complicated, but their expressions are simple, not everyone can be happy and angry, it's not that I can watch it, but they don't hide it......"

Fu Qingzhu also nodded, no longer dwelling on this issue.

Chen Mu walked up to the front and glanced at it roughly, there were only about forty people, but they were finally presentable.

These are really veterans, pick up the gun, click and pull the bolt, check the condition of the gun, and suddenly show disdain and disgust.

Boss Wu's workshop can not produce independently, just processing, refurbishing old guns or repairing waste guns, although bullets can be manufactured, but due to the old equipment in the workshop, the output is very low, and the quality is not too good.

However, seeing the disgusted eyes of these gunmen, Chen Mu was a little happy, which showed that they all understood.

"Fu Lao Dao, you take the others inside to get *, maybe you can use it when necessary, and I will arrange these gunmen."

With so many people coming, you can't single out the gunman and throw away the others, these people can't carry guns, but there are still other uses.

Fu Qingzhu looked at Chen Mu, and beckoned the others to enter the warehouse of the workshop, and with the help of Boss Wu, they were ready*.

Chen Mu looked around and said to the many gunmen: "This time it's not a head-to-head confrontation, but a snipe, but the danger can't be said to be at all, if you don't want to go, then you can quit now." ”

"Let's talk ugly ahead, this time it is to guard the walled city, to hold the last inch of independent land in Hong Kong, the stakes are very high, once you stay, you must obey the command, even if you are told to die, you can't disobey the order!"

"If you can't do this, you can quit now, everyone's life is the same gold, it's not a shame to live longer, and no one will laugh, don't come in and bury your life for a while."

Everyone thought that Chen Mu would talk loudly, win over people's hearts, and gather the morale of the army, but who would have thought that he would be so depressed.

In fact, Chen Mu also has his own considerations, if he just says something nice, it will be a hidden danger to keep these people at that time.

What he wants is not a mediocre hand, but a veteran soldier who can really stand the test, and if he is still willing to stay after listening to his words, then he is the real usable person!

In this matter, Chen Mu still has a deep understanding that the pursuit of quantity is not as good as the pursuit of quality, especially in the next guerrilla and street fighting, the requirements for fighters are even higher.

As soon as the words fell, someone really whispered, and silently put the firearm in his hand back on the table.

"Sorry...... I have an old man and a young ......" Someone came over to apologize to Chen Mu, but Chen Mu raised his hand to stop it.

"You don't have to apologize to me, what I said earlier was from my heart, I'm just a foreigner, the walled city is not my home, and I'm not a native of Hong Kong, it's a big deal to pat your ass and leave, you are desperately not for me, but for your last refuge, for the last inch of land for Hong Kong people."

"Everyone has their own fate, everyone has their own difficulties, it is admirable to be able to die righteously, and it is understandable to quit for the sake of your family, everything is up to you."

Chen Mu's reluctance did make some people retreat, but most of them strengthened their determination to stay.

Because they all knew that Chen Mu was telling the truth.

Although the walled city is actually in charge of Hetao, it is indeed their shelter, especially these people who live under the sun.

If they don't fight hard, the walled city will not be able to be saved, and they will lose even the last place to live.

Because earlier, in exchange for the signing of this treaty, the British would intensify their efforts to hunt down the revolutionary party.

The British are not friendly to Hong Kong people, and many times they would rather kill the wrong people than let them go, and instead of spending a lot of effort to search for them, it is better to strictly prohibit underground activities in the whole city.

This will cause great damage to them, the walled city has become their last "base camp", if there is no walled city, then they really have nowhere to hide.

After this conversation, seven or eight people left, and the number was reduced to about thirty-six.

Although there are not many people in the thirty-six, everyone has guns, and all of them are veterans, and their combat effectiveness is still very impressive.

What's more, the number of the British's Royal Wilson Musket Corps is not very large, and with the addition of a hundred volunteers, it is enough to besiege a few acres of walled city, so the number is not too bad.

After all, this is an urban area, and it is unlikely that a large-scale war will break out, and the battle scene of the hundred or so people is already very "grand".

The personnel have been decided, and Chen Mu also stepped forward, shook hands one by one, introduced each other, understood everyone's name and expertise, and knew himself and the other, which must be done.

However, these people are all old foxes, and they only talk in a fog, and they don't want to expose too much, and Chen Mu doesn't have time to ask.

Fortunately, they have their own characteristics and specialties, and some of their crafts are also relatively novel, so Chen Mu also remembered them all.

"Since we are fighting guerrillas, I have to choose a guy who is familiar with the terrain to lead the way, and we must be able to advance and retreat freely, even if we are surrounded by iron buckets, we can get out."

"Don't blame me for being too demanding, this is also for everyone's good, the city must be saved, but we are not going to die, to ensure everyone's personal safety, this is the first consideration."

When they heard this, they fell silent.

After all, the responsibility is heavy, and this is a task that carries 36 lives.

No one recommended himself for a long time, and Chen Mu was not in a hurry, because he had already seen some signs.

Most of the eyes of the people inside were focused on a small man in the corner.

Chen Mu was still quite impressed by him, because among so many people, he was the most low-key and the most mysterious, and he didn't even want to reveal his name, but just said his nickname.

"Ah ghost, everyone is looking at you, I'll leave this task to you."

The little man with the nickname Ah Ghost didn't say much, just nodded and said to Chen Mu: "I have to go out for a walk first, and when I figure out the route and come back, I can set off." ”

Although he did not recommend himself to take the initiative, he did not refuse, and quickly devoted himself to the role, which also made Chen Mu feel very gratified.

After Ah Ghost left, Chen Mu inevitably asked, "Why do you all believe that he is the best?" ”

A gunman in his thirties standing in front of him explained to Chen Mu.

"When it comes to terrain, no one is more familiar with it than the postman."

"Postman? He's a postman? Chen Mu was also a little surprised.

"Yes and no."

"Looking at the whole of Hong Kong, the most special club is him, because he is the only one in the whole club, he is a pawn, and he is also his own boss."

"Although there is only one person, no one dares to offend him......"

When Chen Mu heard this, he became even more interested in this postman ghost.