In the eyes of ordinary people, small towns are very strict in their defenses, but in the eyes of monkeys, there are many loopholes.

Unfortunately, the bright moonlight has increased the difficulty of the injured monkey and Yang's midnight action.

There was a sign hanging on the torture room door, and the monkey was climbing on the roof. Because one hand was injured, he was very slow.

There were a lot of torture instruments in the house, one was sitting behind a long table, one was a police officer, the other was a Japanese who had received the news, and the other was a security guards officer standing next to him.

Zhou Lan's brother was tied up with his hands, half hanging on the beam, with blood on his body, and it seemed that he had used it.

"You'd better give your accomplice honestly, otherwise you'll be shot tomorrow."

The Japanese were not impatient. These Chinese who resisted were all hard-working. Until now, they have not yet figured out the origin of this guy's name.

But it doesn't matter. It's better to be able to trap his accomplices, but he didn't have much hope and specially invited senior police from the county to help solve the case.

The police finally finished reading the file, but there were actually not many pages, but the murder, the security captain's recent investigation into the situation, whether there was a grudge, etc.

He raised his head and looked at the person tied up carefully. He couldn't help frowning, but he didn't ask. He handed a cigarette to the Japanese next to him, lit it together, and took a few sips.

After a while, the police finally asked the young man tied up: "Don't think if we don't say it, we don't know. You know, killing people in the street, either revenge or love, and the security captain, recently caught the evidence that the old man in the maintenance meeting of Zhoujia Village is connected to the Eighth Route Army, so I think you are seeking revenge, a young man."

After saying that, he deliberately stopped and carefully watched the young man's reaction.

It was obvious that the tied young man's body trembled.

He nodded with satisfaction: "I heard that Yi Er and Yi Nu, who are surnamed Zhou, are missing. So, let me guess whether your surname is Zhou?"

The young man finally raised his head, his eyes full of anger.

"You are killing people in revenge, aren't you?" the policeman exhaled a breath of smoke.

The young man finally looked up and stopped talking.

"If you don't say it, then we can arrest all your relatives immediately. At that time, all your clans will be connected to the Eighth Route Army. You know what to do." The police were in a good mood and made accurate judgments. As for intimidation, although he couldn't do it, the Japanese could do it.

"I am surnamed Zhou, and it is natural to avenge my father. I have the ability to come to the old man." At this moment, the young man spat out blood and had to sign up for himself.

"Young people, as long as they make things clear, ah? We can still consider giving you a chance."

"He killed my whole family, I killed him and took revenge. Even if there is anything, grandpa frowned, he raised a bitch."

"Young people, you can't say that. In this place, everyone has to abide by the rules, right? As long as you tell me who else your accomplices are, we can consider it at the discretion, ah? Take a lighter treatment."

"I am a hero who does things one by one, and I will kill you and cut you. You can do whatever you want."

"Young man, don't be stubborn. Now you have no way out except to tell your accomplices. You are not afraid of death. You have to consider your relatives, right?" The policeman saw that he was a veteran in the case.

"I gave you a chance. If you don't know, then I can't do anything." The police closed the document: "We have contacted the above, and we can check the things you did clearly."

A small security captain died. The policeman had just arrived and was just a fraud. The Zhou family investigated the file. He knew that eight out of ten young people named Zhou went to study in the provincial capital to participate in the underground organization, either the national army or the Eighth Route Army.

Even if he offered his meritorious service, the people who made contributions were from the provincial capital, and he could not make any gains. It doesn’t matter whether the person surnamed Zhou said or not. He could be judged and added icing on the cake.

"Think about it carefully. If you say it, we keep it secret for you, and no one knows it, right? In this way, you can save your life. If a person dies, nothing will be left. No one will take care of your sister. What will happen? Haha, it's hard to say."

The police are constantly tempting.

This time, the young man raised his head and looked straight at the questioning policeman, and was mentally prepared: "Bah, a dog traitor."

"Give you a night, think about it carefully." After the policeman said that, he was not angry, and stood up and looked at the Japanese next to him, meaning that he had finished asking.

"Wang Sang, yours is good, just look at the file and find out the whole story. You, this." The Japanese raised his thumbs up.

After leaving the door, the Japanese offered a drink to the police.

"I've seen it so much. If he doesn't say it tomorrow morning, then he will be punished. However, in my experience, at least half of the people will speak in this case."

Several people turned into a light-lit house.

The monkey slipped down the wall from the backlit roof with one hand, making some noise, calmly imitated the cat's meow, and hid next to the parked motorcycle in the yard of the town office.

As long as the Japanese don’t kill people directly tonight, there will be a chance. Next, you have to wait until everyone goes to bed.

Zhou Cheng was struggling sharply in his heart. Although he had received the consent of his superiors this time, he didn't expect that he was blocked by a traitor on the way to escape, and he smiled bitterly.

Looking back on the past, I once made a vow, and I could not betray the organization no matter what. I hummed exciting songs in a low voice to defeat the invasion...

Be firm in your faith and wait for fate to come.

The monkey rolled forward and entered the gloomy corridor, looking carefully at the distant rooftop, Yang was erecting a machine gun.

Wave at him.

?

Zhou Cheng limped and walked slowly on the small road outside the town, as if in a dream, was the organization arranged for someone to rescue him?

Not long after, his leg, which had been tortured, was so painful that he could not walk anymore: "Comrade, I really can't walk."

"Your sister is right in front of you. You can't walk such a little bit of a road. You are very brave. You dare to go to the traitor's nest alone to use a knife."

The big man carrying the machine returned cursingly, put him on his back, took the machine gun that the little man was holding, and quickly disappeared into the bushes under the moonlight.

Under the oil lamp.

Ding Deyi believed that he would not misjudgment. He knew very well what kind of person Hu Yi was. Hu Yi seemed low-key on the surface, but his military capabilities may be second only to the regiment commander in the entire regiment, and he is more ostentatious than the regiment commander in the fight against the enemy.

Hu Yi's joining the Eighth Route Army must have nothing to do with faith, but it is definitely related to Su Qing. Su Qing's lower abdomen is bulging, the problem is a bit complicated, and this matter is a bit tricky. He held a meeting all morning during the day and walked around the nearby village in the afternoon.

After seeing the rebuilt pit, I felt heavy.

It was not until I visited the underground fortifications of the Ninth Company that I felt a little better.

Now the only thing left is Su Qing’s situation, which is a bit complicated. Maybe it was because he had let it go before, so he had the responsibility and should solve this problem as soon as possible.

"Political Commissar, what else do you have?" Su Qing, who was called, looked at the political commissar and looked up and asked.

Ding Deyi forced a smile and pointed to the broken teapot next to the table: "Sit down and drink water. I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to be here first. Are you still used to it?"

Su Qing understood the political commissar's temper and smiled: "I was originally transferred to prepare for the armed work, and then I followed the local government. I didn't expect that I would bump into Jiulian."

"Well, strictly speaking, you don't belong to the independent group now. I just... I want to ask you something, what do you think of Hu Yi... Jiulian?"

"Jiulian... the situation is a bit special." Su Qing hesitated for a moment and answered.

Ding De looked at Su Qing and nodded: "Uh, then... how are you in good health now?"

Su Qing was stunned. The political commissar suddenly asked about his health and was a little moved: "I recovered well, and the stitches can be removed in two days."

"Ah? Remove the stitches?"

"Yes, the last time I was injured, the shrapnel was taken out by the girl. There was no infection, so there should be no problem."

Ding Deyi looked at Su Qing who was indifferent: "Are you injured?"

"Some time ago, we encountered the escaped Japanese. One of our platoons encountered Japanese squads and were injured by grenade bombs during the battle." Su Qing looked at the political commissar in confusion and suddenly wanted to leave. He did not say this situation at the meeting.

But I don’t understand what the political commissar finally thinks he is decent and what the inconsistency means.

Ding Deyi quickly changed the topic: "You just said that you felt that the situation in Jiulian was special. Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"In the current situation, we must first carry out local work, but no one in the village can't carry out it. The armed work and Xiao Xu from the enemy occupied area have already been linked. The supplementary regiment arranged for me to be responsible for the development of this work. I really don't know that the guerrilla brigade was seconded to the independent regiment, and the work was not going smoothly." Su Qing lowered her head heavily. She did not answer the political commissar about the situation of the Ninth Company, but instead mentioned the matter of the armed work team.

Ding Deyi's heart was untied. It turned out that Su Qing was not pregnant and immediately became better. He quietly looked at Su Qing, who was lowering his head and unconsciously writing on the paper with a pencil.

After waiting for a while, I turned my attention to the moonlight outside the door again: "The work team is served as the armed part of the Ninth Company, and you will be responsible for the local work. Lao Meng and the others are very familiar with this place. First, set up a shelf, and the specific personnel arrangements will be implemented according to the announcement in the morning."

The political commissar had a clear idea and shouted to the door: "Xiaodou, go and call Hu Yi."

After Hu Yi entered the room, he looked at the political commissar sitting in the head and smiled at him, put down the tea jar in his hand, pointed to the stool: "Sit first."

Hu Yi was a little surprised. The political commissar called Su Qing alone and his attitude towards him completely changed. There must be something he didn't know about. After thinking about what happened during this period, he seemed to have not found anything wrong.

Su Qing was taken away by the investigation team and later went to the supplementary regiment. The girl asked the regiment commander Lu to find the military sub-district to borrow the Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade from the independent regiment. This was a big deal and involved adjustments to the defense zone, so he must report it in the division.

I have to admire the girl's operation if she was able to inexplicably transfer Su Qing to the Qiufeng Guerrilla Brigade.

As for the armed work team, I have heard of it. Now I have received a cooperation task and become the deputy captain. Things are getting more and more complicated. My fingers placed on the table are unconsciously tapping the tabletop.

I am just a soldier, and none of these things will be simple. I am not familiar with local work. Only Li Youcai is in the same line in intelligence work. I am not fooling around. Of course, I have dealt with Li Youde and the gang of people who are in charge of Li Youde and Ke Jiu. I don’t know anything else.

The political commissar called himself again, and there must be something to explain, and there is no need to guess. With the political commissar's personality, he will not say anything.

He looked up at the woman next to him with her head down and thought it should have something to do with her.

"Let's study the specific work." The political commissar briefly opened the speech.

Hu Yi was thinking, and was a little distracted. Suddenly, he heard the political commissar speak again, so he quickly listened carefully.

Su Qing also realized that he was a little out of control. He raised his head and glanced at Hu Yi on the opposite side with a blank expression, feeling that the political commissar seemed a little strange.

Ding De paused and smiled: "The work is not easy to carry out now. We should take a good first step, at least we can stand our feet first."

Hu Yi blurted out: "I think... I can't be optimistic first. Two soldiers ran eastward in our team and didn't look for them."

"Uh, there's still this?"

"When those two guys left, they saw... the villagers were buried in the village's mass grave. The two secretly went to settle the score with ghosts. They had been leaving for several days, but we strengthened our precautions."

"Since you think so, then let's talk about this later." The political commissar thought about it. Although he felt that there was still a risk, he could not go out and move. "From now on, the team will also be dispersed. You can't stay all in the village. Don't be taken away by the Japanese at that time."

Hu Yi was stunned: The political commissar’s statement was right, but he was still careless.

"Since the armed work team has been put up," Ding De paused and changed the subject and said self-deprecatingly: "The headquarters ordered that the armed work team must be led by cadres above the battalion, but whoever said that our regiment was poor is not even a battalion commander, so I will be the one who serves as the other person in person for the time being."
To be continued...