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

The two villagers who were silenced were neighbors next to each other. The platoon leader Huagou sent a squad of brothers to guard the scene and not allow the onlookers to approach.

A few days ago, Yang Ling and the others frightened off the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade who came to find fault, and in order to bring Zhangjiaji under protection, they specially left a platoon of troops stationed here.

Huagou, the leader of the platoon, is in a particularly bad mood now. Such a big murder happened so early in the morning, but he didn't even catch the murderer's hair. As the highest military officer stationed in Zhangjiaji, he couldn't explain to Yang Ling.

"Are you sure no one entered or exited Zhangjiaji last night?" Huagou, the platoon leader, asked the squad leader who was on duty last night.

The squad leader replied seriously: "Platoon leader, neither our secret whistle nor the bright whistle have found anyone entering or leaving Zhangjiaji. I can assure you that the perpetrator is still in the village."

As long as the assailant is still in the village, the platoon leader Huagou has a murderous look on his face, and if he dares to kill people under his own eyes, even if he is not the platoon leader, he will find the murderer!

"Go, go in again and see if there are any clues. I guess Tuan Zuo is coming soon."

The platoon leader Huagou greeted the squad leader, and then entered the farmyard where the homicide occurred, preparing to search again.

"The Li family offended someone, and they were silenced. It's really miserable."

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, such a big thing happened in Zhangjiaji, the villagers got the news quickly, and they gathered around the alley to see the situation, but they were stopped by the officers and soldiers with live ammunition, so they could only go far away. There was a lot of discussion.

"Maybe the enemy's family came to seek revenge, but this attack is too vicious, even a three-year-old doll will not be spared." Some villagers said in fear.

"What do you know, didn't their Li Dequan join the guerrillas? Maybe the devils took revenge on them." Someone speculated.

"Really?" Some people became worried. After all, some people in their family also went to join the guerrillas.

"I heard the wind, the devil let go, anyone who dares to join the guerrillas, I'm afraid they will end up with the end of the family, this is just the beginning."

"Ah? Where did you hear the news?" The surrounding villagers became panicked and began to fear.

"Don't worry about where I heard it, go home and call back your son who joined the guerrillas. I won't harm you, folks in the village. There is nothing wrong with my guarantee." The man who spoke was sincere. Said like that.

These villagers originally gathered together to watch the excitement, but now they are all worried. After all, many of their husbands and children have gone to the guerrillas.

"Come on, don't be dazed, let's hurry up and call San'er back, don't join the guerrillas."

Some frightened villagers hurriedly left the crowd of onlookers, and dragged their men away.

Many of the terrified villagers were worried about the end of their family, and they went straight to Xiaowangzhuang one after another, preparing to call their children back and break away from the guerrillas.

Seeing the performance of the villagers, some of the crowd showed a smug look, so let's see who dares to join the guerrillas.

"Platoon leader, platoon leader, the villagers are talking about it, saying that it's the little devil's revenge, whoever joins the guerrillas will end up being wiped out, so scared that many villagers are going to Xiaowangzhuang to call back the young men who joined the team. "

The movement of the villagers was soon reported to Huagou, the leader of the platoon, and his expression sank immediately. He had a premonition that this was not an ordinary murder case, but a conspiracy.

"Pass my order to the brothers at the intersection, no one is allowed to leave Zhangjiaji until the matter is investigated!"

The platoon leader Huagou realized that the murderer must want to take advantage of the chaos to leave Zhangjiaji, so he also became nervous.

"What if the villagers force their way to Xiaowangzhuang?" the squad leader asked with a tense expression.

There were only 47 brothers in their platoon. Facing Zhangjiaji with a large population, it seemed a bit stretched to control and block the intersections.

The platoon leader Huagou said coldly: "Anyone who dares to take the opportunity to forcibly leave Zhangjiaji will be arrested! Remember, you are not allowed to shoot unless it is absolutely necessary. If you do shoot, I will be responsible for what happens! Bar!"

"Yes!"

The squad leader also knew the seriousness of the matter and hurried to convey the order.

Encouraged by caring people, the villagers feared that they would suffer the same fate, so they gathered one after another and went to Xiaowangzhuang, preparing to call their children back.

"Our platoon leader has an order! From now on Zhangjiaji is under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!"

When the worried villagers were about to leave the village, they saw that the entrance of the village was blocked by horses from a distance, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers with guns stood upright, and shouted loudly from a distance.

"Why don't you let us go out? We are not murderers. You have the ability to catch the murderer." Seeing that they couldn't leave the village, someone in the crowd shouted.

"That is, we are all ordinary people. This is the boundary of our Zhangjiaji. If we want to enter and leave, your guerrillas have no control."

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The villagers are now panicked by the rumors, and they can't wait to call back their family members who joined the guerrillas, making a lot of noise to go out.

"boom!"

Seeing the villagers clamoring to break through the blockade, the vicious guerrilla squad leader became impatient, and he pulled the bolt of his gun with a clatter, and it was a shot to the sky.

The sound of the gunshot made the villagers shrink their heads subconsciously, and their footsteps also stopped. After all, they were ordinary people, and they were still afraid if the soldiers really wanted to be tyrannical.

"Go back! Whoever dares to make noise again, don't blame us for being ruthless!" The guerrilla squad leader was also relieved to see that the people were frightened.

But before he could finish his words, someone in the crowd started clamoring again.

"Folks, don't be afraid. They are just trying to scare people and dare not shoot. We have to call the child back, or we will be wiped out..."

Hearing the sound of the broken gong, the squad leader of the guerrilla squad immediately itched his teeth in anger, and wanted to find out the instigator, but hundreds of villagers were crowded at the entrance of the village, and he couldn't see who was shouting.

"Yes, we are going to Xiaowangzhuang!"

The villagers continued to move forward, trying to get out of the village. The officers and soldiers of more than a dozen guerrillas guarding here were all on the verge of an enemy, and they pulled their guns on the villagers one after another.

At this critical moment, Yang Ling came rushing from a distance with a group of guerrilla officers and soldiers. When he heard the gunshots, he realized that something was wrong, so he quickened his pace.

"Sir, you are here. If you don't come, something will happen."

Seeing Yang Ling coming, the squad leader of the guerrilla team who was blocking the intersection rushed to salute Yang Ling as if he had grasped at straws to save his life.

"What's the situation?" Yang Ling frowned as he watched the brothers point their guns at the people.

The squad leader hastily explained: "Our platoon leader told us to block the intersection and not allow anyone to enter or leave until the murderer is investigated, but these folks heard the rumors for some reason and wanted to leave the village to Xiaowangzhuang..."

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When Yang Ling saw these people rushing to leave Zhangjiaji, his heart was as clear as Ming Jing'er. Someone must be secretly stirring up the flames.

And these people who spread rumors secretly have no doubt that they must be related to Zhang Jiaji's murder, maybe they committed it.

Under such circumstances, how could Yang Ling lift Zhangjiaji's martial law order? If they were released from Zhangjiaji, it would be letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and it would be even more difficult to catch them.

"Mr. Yang, you are here, and you judge us. Why don't they let us out of the village? We are not murderers."

Seeing Yang Ling's arrival, someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Yang Ling took a step forward, looked around at the people blocking the entrance of the village with sharp eyes, and said slowly: "Who was talking just now, come to the front! I'll judge for you."

Behind Yang Ling stood more than 100 guerrilla officers and soldiers armed to the teeth. They stood in a murderous manner, which made the clamoring crowd feel a little scared and stopped talking.

"Why, you don't dare to stand in front, do you?" Yang Ling sneered and ordered Wu Changqing, the company commander behind him, "Bring me the man in the black coat."