The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Two burly spies, holding whips soaked in pepper water, slammed down on the brother fiercely.

"Snapped!"

As the whip made a loud sound when it came into contact with the flesh, the bound brother let out an unbearable scream, and a bloodstain appeared on his skin.

"Dog traitor, little devil, even if you beat me to death, you will never get any information from me!" This brother is also stubborn, facing the beating, but he clenches his teeth and does not let go.

"Damn it, I'll make you tough!"

Seeing that the brother would rather die than bow his head, the captain of the Baoya special agent glanced at the impatient ghosts beside him, picked up the red-hot iron and walked towards the brother.

"Say it or not?!"

The captain of the Baoya spy service grabbed the brother's hair and asked viciously.

"Dog traitor, die badly!"

"Zizi-"

The captain of the Baoya spy was about to scald the brother with a hot iron, and the brother's expression immediately twisted in pain.

"You traitorous dog, I call your [-]th generation ancestor—ah!"

The captain of the Baoya special service forcefully pressed the red-hot iron on the brother's wound, and suddenly there was smoke, and the air was filled with a smell of meat.

Seeing the tormented Lie Yan Special Forces members still not letting go, the devils at the side also frowned. It seemed that they had encountered a tough problem.

"Give him pepper water to work." One of the devils ordered the captain of the Baoya spy.

"Yes, my lord!"

The captain of the Guya spy immediately agreed, and signaled to the subordinates next to him. Soon, a large bowl of red chili water was served.

When the devil and the spies were interrogating the brother, on the outskirts of the town, the brothers of the Flame Special Forces commanded by Yang Ling were sneaking towards the town like ghosts under the cover of night.

The devils and the puppet army searched the refugees in the nearby camp, but they found nothing. They were exhausted enough, and now they have gone back to the camp to sleep.

Although there are still puppet troops guarding the intersections, but there are not many people, and at the moment sleepiness strikes, the vigilance of the surroundings is greatly reduced.

The four puppet soldiers stood listlessly next to Juma, and there was a loud snoring sound from the nearby tent.

Suddenly several nimble black shadows sprang out from the darkness on both sides of the road, and rushed towards the puppet soldiers standing guard.

Before these puppet soldiers could react, their mouths were covered by big hands, and then the sharp blades were pressed against their necks, and they were pulled outward, blood splattered everywhere.

Before the consciousness of these puppet soldiers disappeared, they saw that there were still quite a few black figures who directly opened the tent and jumped in. Soon there was a muffled sound from inside, and blood splashed on the tent.

The brethren of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade have all undergone strict training and have actual combat experience. When they start their hands, these puppet troops are eliminated before they have time to resist.

"The leader of the first squadron is responsible for the peripheral support and covers the planned retreat."

"The first team of the second squadron, the second team changed their clothes and prepared to go in to rescue people, the third and fourth teams were responsible for attracting the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops."

"Snipers find their own shooting positions and provide long-range fire support for the operation."

Yang Ling and the others attacked three checkpoints of the puppet army in a row, dressed more than 20 brothers in puppet army clothes, and seized some long guns at the same time.

Under the leadership of the sniper captain Zhang Hai, several brothers in the sniper team were looking for a powerful shooting position, preparing to kill the Japanese and puppet troops.

The brothers from the two squads responsible for attracting the Japanese and puppet troops headed towards the north of the town, and the brothers who disguised themselves as puppet soldiers followed the example of a patrol and walked towards the town from the east gate.

"Who, password!"

When the brothers disguised as puppet soldiers approached the east gate of the town and were still more than a hundred meters away, there were suddenly shouts and gun bolts in the darkness.

"Mountain!"

Zhang Tie, the leader of the second squadron, signaled the brothers to stop, and shouted into the distance: "Return order!"

"Flowing water."

Soon, three puppet soldiers with guns in their hands emerged from the dark grass and joined them.

"Brother, do you have any cigarettes?"

These puppet soldiers relaxed their vigilance and came up to ask for cigarettes.

"I have it here." Squadron leader Zhang Tie groped into his pocket, smiled and moved up with a few brothers.

But what Zhang Tie and the others took out were not cigarettes but bayonets. With a muffled groan, all three puppet soldiers were pierced by bayonets, but they did not let the dead puppet soldiers fall down.

The puppet soldiers guarding the door in the distance saw them getting together and seemed to be talking, but they didn't care. They just took a look and then looked away.

At this moment, gunshots sounded suddenly from the north, which immediately attracted the attention of the puppet army. Zhang Tie also shivered, knowing that the brothers had made a move, and led the brothers to lean on him.

The puppet soldiers at the gate stared nervously at the north, but they didn't notice that the patrol team that was supposed to be patrolling outside the town actually leaned behind them.

It wasn't until the sharp bayonet stabbed at them that they realized that these people wearing the same clothes as them were not friendly troops, but enemies. Unfortunately, it was too late.

The brothers easily eliminated the puppet army at the gate, Zhang Tie waved his hand, and led the brothers into the town.

The brothers who were in charge of the external response quickly pulled off the puppet army's clothes and put them on, taking over the post of the puppet army.

"The guerrillas are coming! The guerrillas are coming! Hurry up and support them!"

Zhang Tie and others who rushed into the town shouted loudly while running towards the town hall. The puppet army patrol team encountered on the road heard this and went straight to the north without saying a word.

The puppet soldiers guarding the gate of the town hall heard the shouts in the distance, and when they saw Zhang Tie and the others running over, they also poked their heads and asked, "Brother, how many guerrillas are there?!"

"It's too dark, I can't see clearly!" Zhang Tie replied angrily, waved his hand to the back, and then raised his gun at the puppet army guarding the door.

"Bang bang bang..."

A row rushed over, and the puppet soldiers guarding the door fell into a pool of blood before they understood what was going on.

Text Chapter 320 [-] seven big killings

"rush!"

Seeing that the puppet army was lying in a pool of blood, the leader of the No. [-] Squadron waved his hand and led his brothers into the courtyard of the town hall.

"Bang bang bang..."

But as soon as the brother who stepped up the steps and knocked away the brothers who were about to break in took a step, he was forced back by the bullets.

When the guns were fired outside, the puppet soldiers and devils in the town hall also rushed out, and when they saw someone coming in, they grabbed them and shot them without hesitation.

"Throw the grenade!" Squadron leader Zhang Tie yelled immediately when he saw someone resisting inside.