It's not deep at night, the moon is high in the sky, the sky is full of stars, the village is in chaos, there are the sounds of running footsteps, the sound of rummaging around, mixed with the light of fire in the village.
In the south square of the village, a large number of people were watching the activities in the village with fear.
A team swayed rapidly under the moon, the gray figures were not clear, and it was all gray.
When the shadowy figure approached the village entrance, the troops divided into three groups. Judging from the posture, it was clear that they were going to surround the village.
In the east of the village, a traitor guarding the intersection was lying behind a tree, holding a shell gun, watching the arriving team warily. He was hesitating whether to go up and report his number, or go back to the village to report to Captain Yang.
The traitor thought for a while and thought that it was the sound of gunshots that attracted the detective team from other places. If they were allowed to enter the village, wouldn't they have to share half of the credit?
So he decided to stop people outside the village first.
"Stop, the Home Return Team is handling the case, and the uninvolved people will be redirected."
No one in the team walking in the darkness spoke, and the leader walked directly in front of him.
Finally two people in the team stopped.
The traitor finally saw clearly that the people coming were all detective teams dressed in black.
"Hey, I told you to stop. Which section are you from? This is the Zhaozhuang Defense Area..."
"We are from the An County Detective Brigade. Why did you fire the gun just now?" A young man with a scar on his face standing in front of him said seriously.
Looking at the young man standing in front of him: "Well, we got news that there is an Eighth Route Army movement in the village. Hey, hey, hey, I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"
Those people did not stop, they were still walking towards the village, and they were walking faster and faster.
Under the moonlight, the village was filled with dark shadows, and these men in black quickly disappeared into the village following those shadows.
The traitor felt that something was wrong, so he pointed his rifle at the young man in front of him and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
The man in black with a scar on his face across from him calmly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, puffed twice, pulled out two cigarettes, lit one, and handed one to the traitor. In front of me: "Hey, do you want one too?"
"Uh, okay."
Seeing that the other party didn't raise his gun at all, the traitor slowly put the gun away, put it in his waist, and took the cigarette: "This is our defense area, and you come here to take credit again. Isn't it appropriate?"
"Everyone will make a fortune together, don't you think?"
"We found the information and arrested the people. Isn't it against the rules for you to interfere sideways?"
"Who told you to shoot? Didn't I say that when there is gunfire, everyone must support each other? Have you forgotten?"
"Okay, we have more than 20 people. I see that you are more than us. Don't tell me that you haven't caught even one of them?" The traitor somewhat despised these people who couldn't catch the Eight Routes themselves, but only came to take credit.
"Uh, that's not true. We have... uh... there are twenty or thirty of them over there!" The man in black is Ma Liang, and this is not the first time he has done such a thing.
"You arrested so many? We only arrested one. With so many, aren't you going to make a fortune?" The traitor was startled and immediately said with envy.
"But those poor people are poor!" Ma Liang puffed out a puff of smoke.
"So you just come to us? Brother, have you... gone over the line?" The traitor had a black line.
"Hey, how many did you catch?"
"We have caught one now, and there should be another one. We are searching. The whole village is surrounded by us. He can't escape." The traitor feels that everyone is here. It seems that this time he will not share the benefits. It seems that it is not possible. .
North of the village.
Seven or eight people surrounded the two traitors guarding the entrance to the village. There was a brief silence between each other. Pu Buhuan's bayonet was pulled out from the traitor's abdomen. The traitor was still bouncing his legs on the ground, thinking in horror. Why did they attack him even though he was one of his own? He did it himself, and when he finally figured it out, he reluctantly took his last breath.
Yang Lezi, who was guarding the common people in the square in the south of the village, was stunned for a moment when he saw a group of detective team members emerging from outside the village.
It took a long time to wake up, it was these eggless guys again!
He was so angry that he had a toothache, did he hit it again?
These guys in the city were running around all day long, and they didn't do anything on their own. They just waited for any movement at night and burrowed in wherever there was movement. He regretted why he fired that shot to attract these lingering guys.
It seems that the Eighth Route Army captured today cannot be saved. Fortunately, his target is Lao Suntou, and the Eighth Route Army captured is lost.
Yang Lezi looked at the young man with narrow eyes and a tall figure in front of him under the light of the fire. He was holding a shell with the muzzle pointed at the ground: "Brother, the world is so big, why are you there every time? Yes, yes, this time I admit my defeat, I’ll give you these eight routes, but don’t get involved in the village’s affairs!”
Hu Yi was stunned. The muzzles of several shell guns behind him were raised high. The traitors on the opposite side didn't even draw their guns. Ma Liang's idea was really good.
"Why do you have to fight me all the time? Haven't you picked up enough bargains?" Yang Laizi burst into anger, and he took out his gun and raised it high: "You are always grabbing credit like this, as soon as I arrive The imperial army will sue you!"
"When are you going to sue?" Hu Yi smiled: "Shoot him!"
With seven or eight shell guns pointed at him, Yang Laizi was stunned for a moment, then obediently handed the gun in his hand to a detective team.
Traitors kept coming out of the village, and without exception they were shot and squatted on the ground.
"How many of you are here?" Ma Liang asked Yang Lezi with a smile.
"It's none of your business, what do you want after taking the credit?" This guy still hasn't understood the situation.
"You don't want to tell me? When the time comes to divide the money, don't say that I will give you less."
"Twenty-one of them, including me." He had heard that the detective team in the city was so ruthless that it would scratch a layer of oil into the stone. Maybe, things are not that bad, and they can score a few oceans.
Lao Zhou looked around the village for a while and found that several intersections outside the village were guarded. There were more and more traitors, and he became even more anxious. If he couldn't run out, he would be in trouble.
Therefore, he decided to make a desperate move and break through!
He stuffed all his belongings into a crack in the wall, leaving only a gun and two spare magazines!
He spends most of his time in enemy-occupied areas and spends very little time doing so.
The Eighth Route Army troops were in the east, and there was no point in going west. There were villagers in the square to the south, so he decided to go north.
The cat crouched and slipped silently from the shadow of the house to the entrance of the village. In front of it was the woods outside the village, and the traitors were in the woods.
No matter which direction you go out, you will be found.
So he decided to crawl out from the ground.
The noise in the village should be able to drown out the noise.
"Stop, I saw you!" Pu Buhuan felt a dark shadow flash at the entrance of the village and shouted immediately.
Li Xiang and his people have already entered the village. The villagers are in the south, so those who come out now must be traitors.
Lao Zhou didn't have much combat experience. He raised his hand and fired at the black figure shouting, but he forgot to press the nose of the machine, so the gun shook a bit.
Bang, there was a gunshot, and after a flash, the bullet arrived.
Pu Buhuan lowered his head subconsciously, but the bullet directly knocked the black hat off his head!
Frightened to death, he quickly lay down on the ground and did not dare to move or fight back. Hu Yi said that if possible, he would not use a gun as much as possible.
"Didn't you say you can dodge bullets?" Xu Xiao next to him asked doubtfully.
