In the heavily guarded courtyard of the farmhouse, the middle-aged man in the black coat who had been arrested was being pushed to the ground by two brothers and could not move.

Wu Changqing, the company commander who was ordered to interrogate, sat on the chair in front of him, his slender eyes shining with a palpitating cold light.

"Tell me, who ordered you to come?" Wu Changqing played with a brand-new shell gun in his hand and asked coldly.

The middle-aged man in the black coat pretended to be innocent and hurriedly explained: "Sir, I am just passing by from Zhangjiaji, what is the command I don't understand." ”

"And what's going on with this gun?" Wu Changqing pointed to the shell gun in his hand and said: "You are a flat-headed common man with a gun in your arms, don't tell me that this is for self-defense, right?" ”

"Sir Mingjian, this is really what I bought on the black market for self-defense, who would dare to come out and walk around without a self-defense thing these years."

"Heh, you're still doing it, aren't you?"

Wu Changqing didn't expect that the middle-aged man in the black coat had been arrested, and he was still arguing with a dead face.

"I'll give you one last chance now, tell the people behind you, and your accomplices, I can spare you a way out, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Wu Changqing's murderous warning.

The middle-aged man in the black coat bit his mouth and didn't let go: "Sir, I'm really a ...... passing by"

"Ahh

Before the middle-aged man in the black coat finished speaking, a big-footed girl wearing non-cleats kicked on his body, this shoe was a captured little devil, not only sturdy, but more comfortable to kick.

"To say or not to say?" Wu Changqing stood up and asked coldly.

The middle-aged man in the black coat who kicked heavily was bared his teeth and grinned in pain: "How do you beat people, I want Chief Yang to sue you." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Wu Changqing pulled out the shining bayonet from the bayonet sheath on his waist, and walked towards the middle-aged man in a black coat: "I want to see if your mouth is hard or Lao Tzu's knife is hard." ”

"You... What do you want? Seeing Wu Changqing, who was holding a bayonet and was murderous, the middle-aged man in the black coat was also a little weak in his heart.

"Hold him down!"

Wu Changqing commanded, and the two sneering brothers pressed the struggling middle-aged man in a black coat to the ground again, unable to move.

"Poof!" The sharp bayonet was slightly blocked and pierced into the thigh of the middle-aged man in the black coat.

The intense pain hit his mind, and the middle-aged man in the black coat screamed in pain, he didn't expect Wu Changqing to really dare to do it.

"To say or not to say?" Wu Changqing pulled out the blood-stained bayonet, stared at the middle-aged man who was screaming in pain and showed a demonic smile: "My patience is limited, if you don't say that I will continue to pierce, I will see how long your blood can flow." ”

Looking at Wu Changqing who was smiling and groaning, the middle-aged man in the black coat felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, fear spread in his heart, and he now had no doubt that the thin Wu Changqing would do that.

"If I did, you would have to let me go." The middle-aged man in the black coat finally compromised, gritted his teeth and said, "Otherwise, I won't say anything even if I die." ”

"Poof!"

"Ahh

The other thigh of the middle-aged man in a black coat was again pierced by a bayonet with a bloody hole, while blood flowed out on the other side, soaking through his pants.

"Don't you understand your situation? You are not qualified to bargain. ”

Wu Changqing shook the bloody bayonet in his hand as he spoke, and asked with a smile: "Where do you think you should stab this next knife?" ”

"I said, I said it's not okay......"

Facing the ruthless Wu Changqing, the middle-aged man in the black coat couldn't bear it anymore and was almost crying, he felt that if he wanted to die and bite and didn't say anything, he would really bleed to death here.

Wu Changqing showed a smug smile on his face, wiped the bloody bayonet, got up again and sat back in his chair: "Say it." ”

"My wound needs to be bandaged, it hurts." The middle-aged man in the black coat said tremblingly.

"You said hurry up, maybe you can still bandage you before you bleed, if you play tricks again, you will find your own death and blame me." Wu Changqing didn't mean to bandage the middle-aged man in a black coat.

Demons, it's just demons, the middle-aged man in the black coat has regretted it now, he shouldn't have come to Zhangjiaji.

He lowered Yang Ling's reaction ability, and after learning of the murder, the platoon leader Huagou blocked the entrances and exits as soon as possible, so that the middle-aged man in the black coat could not escape.

And when they wanted to encourage the villagers to go out together, and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to run out, who knew that Yang Ling arrived in time, and his eyes were like torches, pulling him out of the crowd.

He was so fast that he didn't have time to pull out his hidden shell gun, but he was caught by two guerrilla officers and soldiers.

"I was a plainclothes squad under the orders of the maintenance association, and they ordered us to prevent the young men from each village from joining the guerrillas, so we wanted to threaten their families and scare them into quitting the guerrillas......

The middle-aged man in the black coat was now completely frightened, and told what he knew like pouring beans.

"Where are your accomplices now?" Wu Changqing asked with a calm face.

"The fifteenth household at the east end of the village, and the third household in the third alley at the west end are all our footholds."

Wu Changqing didn't dare to slack off, let people look at the middle-aged man in a black coat, and hurriedly went out of the courtyard to report the interrogation to Yang Ling.

"You personally lead people to arrest them, and you can't leave a single person behind." Yang Ling was very angry at the behavior of these plainclothes teams and gave an order to Wu Changqing.

"Yes!"

After Wu Changqing saluted Yang Ling, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard where the door was destroyed.

Soon, the armed guerrillas went straight to the two places where the middle-aged man in the black coat had said that their plainclothes squad had stayed.

"One shift to block the back door! The second shift blocks the alley, and the third shift is ready to go in and arrest people! The shell gun in Wu Changqing's hand opened the safety and gave an order in a loud voice.

And the few plainclothes team members hiding in the house were also anxious, like ants on a hot pot.

Now they couldn't get out, one of them had been captured, and while they were debating what to do, they were alarmed by the movement outside.

"Go see what's going on outside?" They stopped talking vigilantly.

A plainclothes team member took out the short gun on his waist and held it in his hand, and just pushed open the door and was about to go out to see the situation, when the gate of the courtyard outside was violently slammed open.

Before he could react, several guerrilla officers and men armed with guns rushed in like wolves, frightening the plainclothes team member to turn around and run into the house.

"The guerrillas are rushing in! Come on! ”

Seeing that the plainclothes team member who turned around and ran into the house had a gun in his hand, the brother who rushed into the courtyard raised his hand and shot it.

"Bang!"

The bullet rushed out of the muzzle of the gun, piercing the body of the plainclothes team member who was rushing to the house, and the bullet with the blood mist was unabated and disappeared into the frame, and the sawdust flew.

The body of the plainclothes member who was shot was like someone had pushed him from behind, and he stumbled forward and fell forward, his head into the room, and his feet still outside the door.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Wu Changqing also wanted to lead people to rush into the house, but the whistling bullets had already flown out, and they had to fight back on the spot.

For a while, there was a lot of gunfire, the papier-mâché windows were shattered, and the plainclothes team members who relied on the windows to return fire were also shot and wailed.

"Listen to the people inside, hurry out and surrender, or we will still have grenades! None of you will survive then! Wu Changqing hid behind a water tank and shouted at the recalcitrant plainclothes team members.

Just as Wu Changqing was shouting, gunshots rang out in the west of the village, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers there also took action.