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

"It turned out to be a brother from the third guerrilla detachment. I don't know what to do here late at night?" The short and fat sentry stepped forward and said, trying to delay the time.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, get out of the way!" Wang Huzi stepped forward and pushed away the chunky sentinel blocking the door, and was about to break in.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The chunky sentinel was pushed away by Wang Huzi, and when he saw Wang Huzi's aggressive Yang Ling, he yelled.

"If you keep yelling, believe it or not, I'll jump you with a single shot?"

Just as the chunky sentry yelled, the barrel of a black gun had already been pressed against his forehead, and it was a young man with a fierce face who was speaking.

When the short and fat sentry was controlled, the tall and thin sentry who was about to report the situation to the sleeping Hu Biao was also controlled by two brothers who were chasing him.

"Don't, don't get me wrong, be careful of the gun going off."

Facing the cold muzzle, the short and fat sentinel was completely frightened. How could he dare to act recklessly? While talking, the gun in his hand was also taken away by the guerrillas, but now he did not dare to resist. Disarm.

Yang Ling didn't pay attention to the people from the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade at all, so he came straight over. Who knew that he still looked up to them, and dared to fall asleep just by placing two sentries at the door.

"Where are your people sleeping?" Yang Ling cast his knife-like eyes on the short and fat sentinel who was under control, and asked.

The short and fat sentinel didn't know what was going on, but now that the gun was on his forehead, he could only answer flatly, "They're all sleeping in the backyard."

Yang Ling waved at Wang Huzi, and Wang Huzi led the brothers through the corridor and went straight to the backyard.

Hu Biao's people slept in the backyard while Jiu occupied the magpie's nest, while Zhang's people were driven to sleep in the front yard, and wanted to go out to see the movement.

"Stay quietly, it's none of your business." As soon as the Zhang family opened the door, they were blocked back into the house by armed guerrillas.

The brothers didn't plan to hide their whereabouts, after all, dealing with mobs like the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade has not yet reached the point where it takes a lot of trouble.

So the movement outside was still noticed by Hu Biao and the others who were sleeping in the backyard.

"Damn it, why are you making so much noise outside? Why don't you keep people from sleeping?"

Hu Biao was soundly asleep, but was woken up by voices and footsteps outside, and cursed at the top of his voice.

But as soon as he cursed a few words, he felt that something was wrong. Under the dim light of the lanterns outside, there were figures of people, as if many people had broken into the backyard.

Just as Hu Biao reached out to grab the pistol under his pillow, the wooden door where he slept was knocked open with a bang, and the finely carved wooden door shattered into several pieces.

"Don't move! Do not move and shoot again!"

Hu Biao was jumping up from the bed holding the short gun, when the people who rushed into the room kicked him over his son, and then pinned him down. During his struggle, the short gun was also snatched away.

"Damn it, who are you? I'm the vice-captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade!"

Hu Biao was restrained and walked outside, also panicked, struggling and yelling hastily, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark, and he didn't know who the person who broke into the house was.

When he got to the yard, with the light of the lantern outside, he realized that his people were walking out with guns.

These more than 40 members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade were sleeping soundly when they were broken into. Before they could resist, they were shot to the head, and they were detained in disheveled clothes.

"Are you guerrillas?" Hu Biao also noticed Wang Huzi's military uniforms.

"Brother, brother, I am Major Hu Biao, the deputy captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade. We are our own people. Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Seeing Wang Huzi standing there commanding, Hu Biao also hurriedly shouted for a relationship.

"Whether it's a misunderstanding, I'll find out later." Wang Huzi looked at Hu Biao who was naked, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Take it out!"

"Hey, you can't do this. We are friendly troops. You are attacking friendly troops. I want to sue you to the column commander!" Hu Biao was also anxious.

But no matter how much he yelled and threatened, the brothers who carried out the arrest mission would not move like a mountain, dragging them out one by one.

"Damn it, let us go quickly, or our National Salvation Brigade won't be able to spare your guerrillas!" The burly man with the scar also struggled and threatened loudly.

"Shut up for me!"

The strong man with the scar didn't say a few words before the butt of the gun slammed down hard, causing his face to be covered in blood.

The brothers in the guerrillas looked down on these bandits and tyrants who ran rampant in the countryside. Now that they have committed a murder in Qian's house, they will naturally not be polite in their attacks.

These people who resisted a little during the arrest process were kicked by the brothers, and greeted with gun butts at every turn. Although these people from water bandits were violent, they became calm after being beaten up.

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Yang Ling's eyes were like knives, watching these disheveled members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade being rudely detained by his brothers, and his face did not change at all when he smashed the butt of his gun from time to time for resistance.

"Tuan Zuo, there are 45 people in total, all of them have been arrested." Soon Wang Huzi rushed over to report.

Yang Ling nodded and said, "Take them all to the Qian family compound!"

Hu Biao and other members of the National Salvation Brigade were mostly water bandits, and they were used to arrogance and arrogance.

Hearing that they were going to be taken to the Qian family compound, Hu Biao also suddenly realized, and finally understood what happened.

"Sir, we are members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, so the affairs of the Qian family have nothing to do with us." Seeing that Yang Ling was the leader of the team, Hu Biao hurriedly explained.

"Whether it matters or not, I'll find out later, take it away!"

Yang Ling's third guerrilla detachment had just established a firm foothold in the Xiaowangzhuang area, and someone was doing things in their guerrilla area. How could he sit idly by as the chief here.

If he didn't stand up for the Qian family this time, then the prestige of their third guerrilla detachment would be discredited, and the series of consequences would be immeasurable.

So this time, since the members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade led by Hu Biao hit their guns, Yang Ling didn't want to let them go so easily. He had to teach them some lessons to achieve a deterrent effect.

Otherwise, in the future, anyone who dares to come to their guerrilla zone to make troubles and ride on their heads to do their best, even if they go out to fight the devils at that time, they will not be at ease if their rear is unstable.

Soon, Hu Biao and other members of the National Salvation Brigade were detained by guerrilla brothers armed with live ammunition and taken to the Qian family compound.

The Qian family compound was enveloped in an atmosphere of grief. Seeing that Hu Biao and the others were really detained by Yang Ling and the others, while grateful to Yang Ling and the others, they also glared at Hu Biao and the others.

At first, Hu Biao and the others thought it was okay to die, but when they saw the cold eyes of Qian Fuming and the others, they still felt terrified.

"I said shopkeeper Qian, what do you mean?"

Hu Biao didn't dare to resist Yang Ling and the others, but when he saw Qian Fuming standing there with red and swollen eyes, he immediately questioned him loudly, his eyes full of fierceness.

Qian Fuming was frightened by Hu Biao's fierce gaze, and looked at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling said lightly: "Master Qian, you provided military supplies for our guerrillas. As a patriot, you are naturally protected by our guerrillas. If you have any grievances, just say it now, and I will make the decision for you!"

With Yang Ling's words, Qian Fuming, who was afraid of retaliation, straightened up a lot, and began to complain while wiping away his tears.

"Mr. Yang, it's them. They molested my family members and extorted money. My poor Liu'er couldn't bear the humiliation and crashed into the wall to die. You have to decide for me..."

Seeing that Qian Fuming dared to disclose what they did in public, Hu Biao was also furious.

"Qian, you fucking want to die, don't you! How dare you frame our anti-Japanese team!" Hu Biao threatened loudly with his eyes wide open.