wind in the dark night

Chapter 236 Yang Feng is in danger

As soon as the door of the interrogation room opened, Ning Zhiyuan walked in, looked at Chen Sanmin being tortured, and turned to ask Qi Yue: "Are you going to torture him so soon?"

"Those who are not satisfied or angry keep calling me 'I'."

Qi Yue put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Ning Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "I have seen many people like this. They are very brave at first, but they will behave themselves after being whipped."

"Even though I have a scar the size of a bowl on my head, I am still a good man 20 years later!"

Chen Sanmin shouted to encourage himself.

Ning Zhiyuan signaled the executioner to stop, reached out and took out a branding iron from the charcoal brazier. The iron was burning bright red and emitting wisps of black smoke.

He came up to Chen Sanmin and said mockingly, "Listen to what you said, you are full of bandit spirit, you don't look like a soldier at all."

Chen Sanmin glared at him: "I'm happy with it!"

Ning Zhiyuan slowly brought the branding iron in his hand closer to Chen Sanmin's face. The heat coming towards him made Chen Sanmin unable to help but step back.

Ning Zhiyuan said calmly: "If it were to be branded on your face, the scar would definitely not be as big as a bowl, and you would definitely not be afraid, right?"

Chen Sanmin was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at him for a while and said, "You are just an insignificant soldier. You have done a great service to your party and country by being able to hold on until now. I will give you two choices. One, I will use this to stamp your face. Two, I will give you an answer to whatever I ask you. Which one do you choose?"

"…Choose, choose two."

Chen Sanmin's proud head drooped down.

Before I was tortured, I always thought that I was a tough guy. Only after I was tortured did I realize that not everyone is qualified to be a tough guy. There is such a big gap between ideals and reality.

Qi Yue sighed in his heart. Such a result was expected.

There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death. Every day, people choose to end their lives for various reasons, but almost no one can face torture calmly.

Chen Sanmin was let go, and after he calmed down for a while, Ning Zhiyuan asked, "How many people are there in the Tiger Village?"

Chen Sanmin said: "More than ninety."

"What is the identity of the big boss Li Wenbiao?"

"Lieutenant Commander of the Loyal and Patriotic Army."

"Who is his superior?"

"I don't know. My rank is only a corporal, he can't tell me."

"How do they communicate?"

"There is a contact person."

"What's the contact's name?"

"do not know."

"........."

"I don't even know what he looks like, really. Every time the liaison officer comes, his face is covered tightly, and he leaves after talking to Li Wenbiao."

Chen Sanmin said dejectedly.

Ning Zhiyuan asked again: "Didn't Li Wenbiao receive any intelligence about this expedition?"

"received."

"Then why are we still surrounded?"

"It's all the fault of that accountant. If it weren't for him, we would have left that night."

Chen Sanmin was very upset.

He was not willing to succumb to the torture and could only comfort himself in his heart that what he said would not have much impact on the Tiger Village.

"Accounting? What accounting?"

Ning Zhiyuan asked.

Chen Sanmin narrated what had happened.

After listening to Chen Sanmin's story, Qi Yue finally understood the whole story.

Ning Zhiyuan pondered for a while, then slowly said: "To be able to escape from the bandit's lair, you need courage alone. Ordinary people don't have this ability..."

into the night.

Twelve Streets.

The secret base of the Military Control Commission.

Li Wenbiao sat on a stool with a frown on his face. The few men he brought with him didn't dare to breathe and all looked at him eagerly.

Tuk Tuk.

Benedict.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door outside.

Xiao Wuzi reached for the gun at his waist.

Li Wenbiao said, "We are one, open the door."

The door opened and a man in a gray cloth gown flashed in. He was wearing a high-necked woolen scarf that covered most of his face. He was Han Bing, the liaison officer responsible for delivering intelligence to the Tiger Village.

Li Wenbiao stepped forward and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Han Bing nodded and followed him into the inner room.

Xiao Wuzi breathed a sigh of relief and said to the others, "The contact person is here, everyone should be alert. Jin Cheng, go to the back door and keep an eye on it."

Jin Cheng got up and went to the back door.

After entering the inner room, Li Wenbiao immediately asked, "Xiao Han, what's the situation?"

Han Bing didn't answer directly: "Last time I came, there were seven of us including you. How come there is one more this time? What does he do?"

"His name is Li Sheng, from Weiziyu, and he's a hunter. I met him in the mountains on the day the enemy surrounded the mountains. He hated the Japanese and insisted on joining us. I saw that he was quite skilled, so I agreed."

"Why didn't I see him yesterday?"

Li Wenbiao said: "He had a few leathers in his hands. I asked him to take them to the mountain goods store to sell them and buy some food and daily necessities at the same time."

Han Bing sat down slowly. "Lieutenant Li, I have reported the situation of Menghuzhai to Stationmaster Qiu. Stationmaster Qiu believes that the heavy casualties this time indicate that the enemy has mastered some of the situation. You don't have to go back. Just stay in Binjiang."

"Is this an order?"

"Correct."

Li Wenbiao thought for a moment and said, "The problem is, I have more than just these few people under my command. Although the casualties are not small, there are at least 40 to 50 people hiding in the mountains. If I stay, what will happen to them? Besides, what can we do if we stay in Binjiang?"

Han Bing said: "Stationmaster Qiu means to launch a revenge operation, but since we are short of personnel, you will be the ones to carry it out."

Li Wenbiao's eyes lit up: "When?"

"Wait for the stationmaster's order."

Han Bing took out a pen, wrote an address on a piece of white paper, and put the key on the table: "There are too many of you. Living together will easily arouse suspicion. Tomorrow morning, you bring two people and live in this place. Here is the key to the house."

Li Wenbiao took the white paper and looked at it: "What about the brothers in the mountains?"

Han Bing said: "Join Old Black Dragon nearby."

Li Wenbiao looked gloomy: "Brothers who have shared life and death for so many years, now they are separated just like that. If I had known the situation would be like this, I should have killed the guy named Yang at that time! Alas, I was too soft-hearted..."

Han Bing tried to persuade him, "Lieutenant Li, don't be too sad. They just joined a brother unit and we will have a chance to meet again in the future. That's it for today. I'll go back first if there's nothing else."

"I'll give it to you."

"Stay, I'll go on my own."

Han Bing put on a scarf, opened the door and walked out.

Li Wenbiao became more and more angry about Yang Feng's matter. He sulked for a while, got up and left the room, and said to his men, "Does anyone know how many bedding factories there are in Binjiang?"

Everyone shook their heads: "I don't know."

They stay in the mountains all year round and know almost nothing about the situation in the city.

Hunter Li Sheng stood up and said, "I know there is one near Fujia Dian called Yongfeng Clothing Factory. Oh, I often come to Binjiang to sell mountain products. I passed by there twice and I remembered it."

(End of this chapter)