It was dark at night, but the town hall in the center of the town was brightly lit. Japs and puppet troops armed with live ammunition were on guard around it. From time to time, shrill screams could be heard from the courtyard of the town hall.
At this moment, in a room in the town hall, several shirtless Japs and the buck-toothed agent captain of the 76th Secret Service were interrogating a member of the Flame Special Forces they had captured.
This captured Flame Special Forces member was covered in blood, and his clothes were stained with blood and in pieces. He had been tortured by the spies and Japanese soldiers for only a few hours, but he was no longer human.
"Be honest, tell me your identity and purpose, otherwise you will suffer a lot!"
Although the buck-toothed agent captain saved his life from the brothers of the Flame Special Forces, he was also injured, so he was very unfriendly to the captured Flame Special Forces members.
"Bah, you traitor!"
Faced with the threat of the buck-toothed agent captain, the dying brother raised his head and stared at the buck-toothed agent captain standing in front of him, took a bite out of him, and sprayed saliva directly onto the buck-toothed agent captain's face.
"It's true that I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Beat me! Beat me to death!"
The buck-toothed agent captain, who had spit on his face, was a little angry and yelled at the two agents beside him.
"yes!"
Two burly agents took whips soaked in pepper water and whipped the brother hard.
"Snapped!"
As the whip made a loud sound when it came into contact with the flesh, the bound brother suddenly let out an unbearable scream, and a bloodstain suddenly appeared on his skin.
"You traitor, you little devil, even if you beat me to death, you will never get any information from me!" This brother was very tough. He gritted his teeth and refused to let go in the face of the beating.
"Damn it, I'll let you be tough!"
Seeing that this brother would rather die than bow his head, the buck-toothed spy captain glanced at the impatient Japs beside him, picked up the red-hot iron and walked towards this brother.
"To say it or not to say it?!"
The buck-toothed spy captain grabbed this brother's hair and asked him fiercely.
"You traitor will die a good death!"
"Zizi——"
The buck-toothed spy captain immediately thrust the hot iron block at the brother, and the brother's face suddenly twisted in pain.
"You are a traitor, I am your eighteenth generation ancestor - ah!"
The buck-toothed agent captain pressed the red-hot iron against the brother's wound. Suddenly, green smoke filled the air, and the smell of meat filled the air.
Several Japanese soldiers nearby frowned when they saw that the Lieyan Special Forces members were being tortured like this and still refused to let go. It seemed that they had encountered a tough opponent.
"Give him the job of filling him with pepper water." One of the Japanese soldiers told the buck-toothed spy captain.
"Yes, Taijun!'
The buck-toothed spy captain immediately agreed and signaled to the men next to him. Soon, a large bowl of red pepper water was brought up.
While the Japanese and the spies were working together to interrogate this 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 Japanese and puppet soldiers conducted an inventory of the refugees camping nearby, but found nothing. They were so frustrated that they had gone back to the camp to sleep.
Although there are still puppet troops guarding various intersections, there are not many of them, and at this moment, sleepiness sets in, and the vigilance to the surroundings is greatly reduced.
The four puppet soldiers stood listlessly next to Juma. From the tent next to them, a loud snoring could be heard.
Suddenly, several agile black figures sprang out from the darkness on both sides of the road and pounced on the puppet soldiers standing guard.
Before these puppet soldiers could react, their mouths were covered by big hands, and then a sharp blade was pressed against their necks, and then they were pulled outward, causing blood to splash everywhere.
Before the consciousness of these puppet soldiers disappeared, they saw many black shadows and directly opened the tent and jumped in. Soon there was a muffled sound inside and blood splattered on the tent.
The brothers of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade have undergone rigorous training and have actual combat experience. Once they started taking action, these puppet soldiers were eliminated before they had time to resist.
"The captain of the first squadron is responsible for supporting the perimeter and covering the predetermined retreat."
"The first and second squadrons of the second squadron changed their clothes and prepared to go in to rescue people. The third and fourth squadrons were responsible for attracting the attention of the Japanese and puppet troops."
"Snipers find shooting positions on their own and provide long-range fire support for operations."
Yang Ling and the others attacked three puppet army checkpoints in succession, provided more than 20 brothers with puppet army clothes, and also seized some long guns.
Several brothers in the sniper team, led by sniper captain Zhang Hai, each looked for powerful shooting positions and prepared to kill the Japanese and puppet troops.
The brothers in the two teams responsible for attracting the Japanese and puppet troops headed towards the north of the town, while the brothers dressed as puppet soldiers imitated the patrol team and walked towards the town from the east gate.
"Who is it? Password!"
When the brothers disguised as puppet soldiers had just approached the east gate of the town and were still more than 100 meters away, suddenly the sound of shouting and pulling the bolt of a gun was heard in the darkness.
"Mountain!"
Zhang Tie, the captain of the second squadron, signaled the brothers to stop and shouted in the distance: "Reply the order!"
"Flowing water."
Soon, three puppet soldiers with guns in their hands emerged from the dark grass and approached.
"Brother, do you have a cigarette?"
These puppet soldiers relaxed their vigilance and actually came up to ask for cigarettes.
"I have it here." Squadron leader Zhang Tie looked into his pocket and approached with a smile with several brothers.
However, what Zhang Tie and the others took out were not cigarettes but bayonets. With a muffled grunt, the three puppet soldiers were stabbed through each other with bayonets, but the dead puppet soldiers were not allowed to fall.
The puppet soldiers guarding the door in the distance saw them gathering together and seemed to be talking, but they didn't care. They just glanced at them and then looked elsewhere.
At this time, gunshots suddenly rang out from the north, which immediately attracted the attention of the puppet army. Zhang Tie was also frightened. Knowing that the brothers were taking action, he led his brothers closer.
The puppet soldiers at the door were staring nervously to the north, but they did not notice that the patrol that was supposed to be patrolling outside the town was leaning behind them.
It wasn't until sharp bayonets stabbed them that they realized that these people wearing the same clothes as they were were not friendly forces, but enemies. Unfortunately, it was too late.
The brother easily eliminated the puppet troops at the door. Zhang Tie waved his hand and led the brother into the town.
The brothers in charge of peripheral support quickly took off the puppet soldiers' clothes and put them on, taking over the puppet soldiers' posts.
"The guerrillas are coming! The guerrillas are coming! Go and provide support!"
Zhang Tie and others who rushed into the town shouted loudly while running in the direction of the town hall. When the puppet patrol team encountered on the road heard this, they ran straight to the north without saying a word.
Several puppet soldiers guarding the gate of the town hall heard the shouts in the distance, saw Zhang Tie and others running over, and they also put their heads in the air and asked: "Brother, how many people are there in the guerrillas?!"
"It's too dark to see clearly!" Zhang Tie replied angrily, waved his hand behind him, and then raised his gun at the puppet soldiers guarding the door.
"Bang bang bang..."
A row of soldiers rushed over, and several puppet soldiers guarding the door fell into a pool of blood before they understood what was happening.