Of course, there are only a few pistols that can be brought into the church. Even if the hyena and a girl can swing a PM84 submachine gun under their armpits, look at the many civilians around here, and they are all residents of Kharkov, Natasha and the others obviously cannot start a massacre here. Even if they don’t expect to enter heaven, attacking neighbors like this should be punished by God.

Natasha picked up the intercom: "How is the situation outside?"

Lem, Jill and others deliberately asked Ji Dongyang to participate in listening: "Fortunately, will there be a week later? I felt much more at ease after finishing it just now, and I even wanted to stay and build a defense of my home..."

Buck is here, he must slap him hard!

Natasha was still firm: "We must leave! But now we have to wait for the opportunity. Otherwise, we will allocate some personnel, part of the rest and part of the survey will be kept on guard, and choose to break through in the early morning. As long as the church's staff is not blocked, you are responsible for raiding the Ministry of Internal Affairs outside the church, be careful not to injure civilians..."

Several group leaders immediately discussed the details.

Wang Yaru is fiddling with a cell phone, which is a cluster phone with a locked frequency, which means that it can only be used inside his own system. Maybe a special radio base station network can be used, such as a base station on a railway or highway to transmit information. After searching from several internal affairs departments, he found that he could only make an internal phone number, and he was almost thrown away. The middle-aged aunt with rich experience in agents took it over and searched it skillfully. The screen dripped and a message jumped out: "A helicopter crash occurred in the southeast corner of the northwest Konev Forest in the suburb of Kharkov. The witnesses reported that it might be a special plane that was evacuated by Speaker Vladimir from the Third Army Hospital of Kiev. All nearby personnel gathered as close as possible to confirm the news! According to the feedback from witnesses, someone jumped! Please confirm the identity!"

Ji Dongyang retelled the news on the walkie-talkie. Natasha's eyes turned black and Lina held her back and took a deep breath: "I'm going! This is probably the helicopter that Buck and the others snatched, otherwise why would these speakers suddenly fly to Kharkov? It must be Buck and the others who jumped!" After all, the current speaker cannot say that it is a pro-Russian faction, why are you here in the east now?

Others also have to listen to Ji Dongyang explaining the riots that occurred in the capital several hours ago.

There was no hesitation at all. Everyone immediately mentioned the time of action to the present. People familiar with Balayev even showed his psychological defect: "As long as it is a closed means of transportation, he is afraid that he likes to be in the bus, not to mention a helicopter. When he gets on the plane, he must immediately take an umbrella bag and sit by the door! It must be them..."

Natasha, who was hesitant and tangled in front of God, was extremely firm after hearing the news of her husband. She took off the scarf on her head and pinched it in her hand together with the baseball cap she had taken off before. She put her hands on her lower abdomen and walked directly to the couch in front of the divine platform to kneel down. Her long black hair was scattered on the gray-green jacket. Even though her long legs were wrapped in her large multi-bag pants, she still made her upper body look particularly compact and delicate. Even if others couldn't see her face, she was attracted by the action of breaking out of the crowd. Many aunts stretched their necks.

Maxim thought about taking his three sons, Hyena and others forward together, and kneeled down in front of the largest church in Kharkiv.

Several clergy who had been maintaining order noticed them. Someone went to find the bishop. A famous priest walked to the side of Natasha with the cross, but they were separated by a staircase and a fence. The whole scene was golden, unlike the solemn Christianity that ordinary people think, but it was as festive as the temple in Buck's hometown.

Facing the magnificent portrait of the Virgin Mary, Natasha held her hands on her chin and was pious and serious, and her voice was a little hoarse: "My Lord, I have always hoped that your light can shine on this land. My family and I have always believed in you, but now my hometown has become vast. My husband and I don't even know if we can meet again. I pray that the Lord can give me a miracle that will let me see my husband, a rough man who has never believed in you. If he can return to my arms, I will devote myself to making him devoted to your faith forever..."

As Natasha prayed, more and more people focused on her back. The church, which had been noisy and noisy before, gradually became quiet. The bishop wearing a black square hat leaned quietly in the side door beside the divine platform, paying attention to the entire scene.

To be precise, the Orthodox leader is not called a bishop, but a pastor. Although both Catholics belong to Christianity, there are some differences. Needless to say, the details of the debate on beliefs are different. Catholics basically take the Vatican pope as their boss, while the Orthodox Church basically has its own rule. Each region and one boss is not under any superior jurisdiction, so the status of this Patriarch is only three or four in Ukraine.

Natasha, who had been lowering her eyes, opened her bright eyes: "I love my husband deeply. Although he has always distrustred God and believes that God will appear only when he proves himself, gains benefits or oppresses others, I still pray devoutly, please give you possible shelter from an atheist. For this reason, I don't mind that those politicians who have created national chaos, and that politicians who stayed on the same helicopter with him can survive. I am going to the scene of a suburban crash to find my husband. Please give me strength and luck..."

The news suddenly caused an uproar in the church. Just as everyone was asking each other about what new crash had happened, the pastoral dressed in black clothes and dragged the black long strap behind the black square hat, making the audience stare at him.

Natasha was also a little surprised at his appearance, but she lowered her head respectfully and greeted: "Mr. Gusef..."

The pagan, full of white beards, actually recognized Natasha: "Is your father Peter okay? Are you talking about the husband of the Eastern country?" Even if Patriarch Gusef was the priest who was baptized when Natasha was born, Peter was familiar with this respected religious leader. Even the religious wedding of the Bucks and his wife was hosted, but for the priest who had to baptize and preside over the wedding every day, he still had an extraordinary memory.

Natasha bowed and told the truth: "Dad and mother have left this land, hoping to live a stable life in the East. I am also here to pick up my younger brothers. I hope you can let us leave smoothly and leave this land with deep war..."

The great priest recited a passage of scripture in ancient Greek and Slavic with some sadness, but made an unexpected decision: "The crash site... let us go with you, whether it is for the victims or our country, we need to pray!"

Natasha opened her eyes wide in surprise, and looked at the Patriarch turning around and picking up a thick Bible and a thick candle on the Gods' platform, and walked out. She was stunned for a moment. She saw several priests coming forward to take the swaying candlesticks, and then she realized that she quickly brought a candle and went out. Maxim and others hurriedly followed, and the believers followed one by one to pick the candles one by one.

A long candlelight dragon winds out!
Chapter completed!