Chapter 60: The Three Alls Policy

  Far, far away, the gloomy Guo family compound, in the faint light of dawn, looked like a monstrous beast, deathly still, without a single spark of fire or any sign of movement. The Guo family's gatekeeper was also an experienced and cunning old hand; as long as Autumn Spring and his men didn't open fire or launch an attack, he wouldn't retaliate either, making it impossible to discern what was real and what wasn't, exuding a faint aura of sinister intent.

  It's okay, Captain Qiuchuan led this team of soldiers, not a single one was injured. Qiuchuan is not a simple-minded person, on the contrary, his thoughts are meticulous and he considers problems comprehensively. Otherwise, Tang Qiuli would not have handed over the important reconnaissance team to him to lead.

  The situation here made Tang Qiulei breathe a sigh of relief, what he was most worried about was the warriors sacrificing or getting injured, the family's foundation that had just been pulled up couldn't withstand the turmoil.

  He gave Autumn Spring a thumbs up, and in the faint light, Autumn Spring revealed his white teeth and smiled slightly, without saying anything. In his heart, he was full of love and respect for this younger brother. Not to mention other things, just the fact that Little Autumn, who is only 16 years old, can lead a team of over 600 people and manage it in an orderly manner, is enough. Therefore, Autumn Spring usually doesn't say much, but rather does everything in his mind, silently shouldering heavy responsibilities for Tang Qiuyue.

  Tang Qiuli told Qiuquan to immediately dispatch 20 scouts along the shortest route from Songjiang City to San Cha River, closely monitoring the movements of the Japanese devils' Matsuda detachment. Upon hearing this, Qiuquan slightly furrowed his brow, "Commander, have the Japanese devils in Songjiang City received news?" From just this one sentence, it can be seen that Qiuquan's thinking is meticulous and his mind is quick-witted.

  Tang Qiuliu nodded, and Qiuquan immediately went to make arrangements.

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, he carefully observed the Guo family's large courtyard. The two tall watchtowers at the main gate were gloomily squatting there. However, they were made of brick and concrete structure, not like the enemy's bunker, which was reinforced with steel and cement. There was no time to waste here. Tang Qiuli waved his hand, and the four mortars were quickly set up. The dark muzzles faced the watchtowers, and the gunners knelt on one knee, holding shells in their hands, their eyes fixed on the commander, waiting for the order to fire.

  Simultaneously order the grenadier to blow open the large gate with a hand grenade at the same time as the cannon is fired.

  He made a gesture to the mountain tiger, and the mountain tiger understood, operating the heavy machine gun at a cannon tower was a long burst of fire. This is good, just like poking a beehive, the previously dull cannon tower suddenly came back to life, baring its teeth and claws, revealing a fierce appearance, shooting out tongues of fire, with strong firepower intensity. Each cannon tower had two Czech-style light machine guns, and there were also recoilless rifles and rifles.

  Tang Qiuli ordered, "Fire in quick succession!" The warriors who had been waiting impatiently for a long time immediately loaded the shells into the barrels as soon as he finished speaking. Eight shells were fired in two rounds, shooting straight at the artillery tower like black crows, accurately landing on top of it. At that moment, the gunfire from the upper level of the artillery tower was silenced, shrouded in a thick smoke screen. The gun ports on the lower level of the artillery tower continued to spew out flames.

  Immediately afterwards, there were three rounds of intense shooting, with dense shells pouring down on the gun tower, fully embodying Tang Qiuli's emphasis on firepower density, saturated strikes, and not sparing ammunition.

  Twenty shells came down, like iron fists, hitting the target heavily, the artillery tower collapsed with a loud noise under such intense bombardment, and then was blown up and flattened. Not a single intact brick or tile could be seen, more professional than the demolition team in the previous life. The Gu family's protective courtyard inside had long since been reduced to its molecular state, dust returning to dust, earth returning to earth.

  The heavily varnished, thick and solid gate was blown up by a hand grenade, with splinters flying everywhere, crashing to the ground. Tang Qiulai led his team members in a tidal wave-like rush into the Gou family's courtyard!

  The courtyard was eerily quiet, with everyone on the watchtower. The team members were searching inside the yard when suddenly five or six burly men in guard uniforms emerged from behind a shadow wall, holding large-caliber shotguns. Seeing so many people rushing in, they hesitated for a moment, then raised their guns to shoot. But how could they be faster than Mountain Tiger? A burst of gunfire rained down, shooting them until blood and flesh flew everywhere, with intestines, hearts, lungs, and other organs scattered all over the ground. The scene was terrifying!

  When it comes to Shan Hu, don't look at his rough and careless appearance, he has a natural interest in heavy weapons, excellent gun sense, quick reaction, often when his teammates' guns are just raised, he has already opened fire. That heavy machine gun, which is quite impressive, is played with ease and fluency in his hands, extremely skilled. In this regard, only the two brothers of Fu Jia can be on par with him in the entire army, not inferior to each other. Moreover, problems that could be solved with a shotgun or rifle, he would use his heavy machine gun to deal with, as Shan Hu would say, "killing a chicken with an ox knife, killing an elephant still uses an ox knife!" Anyway, no matter what, he treats the thing in his hand as a universal tool! He uses it for everything, and also, there are several thousand rounds of ammunition in his large backpack, enough to use!

  The mountain tiger's heavy machine gun had dismembered those guards, and the bloody smell in the yard was hitting his nose. He didn't have any problems with it, but this scene made even Tang Qiuli feel a bit nauseous, let alone other team members. Although they had been through several battles and seen corpses scattered all over the place, blood flowing everywhere, they hadn't seen anything like using heavy machine guns to dissect human bodies right under their noses before.

  First, there were one or two team members vomiting, followed by "oh ah" sounds in Mandarin pinyin, which kept ringing out continuously. It seemed that this thing was also contagious!

  After vomiting, his stomach felt a bit better. He continued to search inside, but none of the team members dared to pass through the scene, and they all went around the other side of the wall into the inner room.

  Front and back have been searched, no shadow of Guo Dahanjian, Guo Dacai, Guo Huizhang was seen, not a single bullet or valuable item was found, asked the soldiers surrounding outside, no one escaped from the Guo family's courtyard.

  This is strange, did this big traitor evaporate from the world?

  No good, search again, search carefully, especially in every nook and cranny.

  Two soldiers searched into a room filled with clutter, and without paying attention, there was a slight movement under an old bed. The two of them lifted up the bed, and a young woman in her mid-twenties crawled out from underneath. She was quite beautiful, the kind that made men think of certain things when they saw her. She was wearing elegant clothes, now covered in dust. She stood up, gave a flirtatious smile to the two soldiers, and subtly kicked a small package into a dark corner with her foot. One of the soldiers noticed her movement, picked up the package, opened it, and found that it still had quite a few valuable things inside. A small handgun was lying inside, with bullets already loaded.

  Two warriors thought this woman was not simple, so they took her to Tang Qiuli's front. From the warriors' address to Tang Qiuli, she knew that he was a leader. Before asking questions, she burst into loud crying, saying that she was originally a good family girl who was forcibly taken away by Master Gou and became his 18th concubine, suffering from humiliation and torture. As she spoke, she opened her collar to let Tang Qiuli see the scars on her body. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she deliberately opened her collar very wide, revealing a large part of her white, soft, trembling, full, and plump breasts, dazzling the warriors' eyes. This group of young men had never seen this before, all turning red-faced, their hearts racing like deer, they turned their heads away, some of them swallowing hard, this woman was really a seductress!

  But this trick didn't work on Tang Qiuli, she had long been trained by Xiaoling to have high immunity, and Xiaoling was much better than her. He asked the woman if she knew where Gu Hui Chang was hiding, but the woman shook her head repeatedly, saying that she was usually abused, and Gu Lao Tou had played with her for a while before getting bored and sending her to the side house, leaving her in the cold. She didn't know anything about the Gu family's affairs, but today she heard gunfire and cannons outside, so she secretly took some gold, silver, and treasures, as well as a handgun for self-defense, planning to escape this hellhole during the chaos. Since she wasn't clear who was coming from outside, she hid in that house, and later ended up here.

  The woman burst into tears again as she spoke, her voice filled with sorrow. The soldiers all showed sympathetic expressions.

  However, Tang Qiuli always felt that something was not quite right there. This woman was too natural, and if she were in another woman's shoes, this scene would be terrifying - a group of people with guns at the ready, exuding an aura of murder, yet she didn't seem to be afraid at all. Especially her tone of voice, it was too standard, using perfect Mandarin Chinese. Logically speaking, Northeasterners should have some accent, but in this woman's mouth, it couldn't be detected. Moreover, during the interrogation process, a hint of cunning would occasionally flash through her eyes, although it was just for an instant, Tang Qiuli still caught it with his sharp senses.

  He suddenly thought of a possibility, waved his hand to let the warriors take her away. Just as the woman turned around and walked out, Tang Qiuli said loudly in Japanese: "Are you talking about Tokyo people?" Her footsteps paused slightly, her shoulders shook, and everything became clear. Tang Qiuli ordered them to bring her back, looking at her with a meaningful gaze.

  The woman, no longer able to deceive, dropped her disguise of weakness and somehow had a small dagger in her hand, crazily pouncing towards Tang Qiuli. She was kicked down by the warrior and, like an injured mother beast, wildly shouted and screamed in Japanese.

  Tang Qiuli asked her again about the whereabouts of Gou Hui Zhang, but this Japanese woman, who was also a Japanese spy, refused to answer and instead scolded him loudly. Tang Qiuli frowned and ordered his soldiers: "Make her tell the truth within three minutes, I don't care what method you use, just get results."

  Several soldiers who were originally from the Northeast Army and had been recruited at the gold mine came over immediately, dragged the Japanese spy out, and soon the sound of a woman's miserable cries for help could be heard. A team member came in to report that the woman had surrendered. Tang Qiuli noticed that this team member was holding a pair of pliers, with a long fingernail clamped between them, apparently pulled out by the roots, dripping with fresh blood. These guys are still using this trick, he thought to himself.

  Dragging this semi-conscious Japanese agent, a hidden passageway was found, and going down the stairs, an iron gate blocked the way. The agent was made to open the door, and before the two armed guards could react, they were knocked down by the soldiers. Sure enough, the old traitor was cowering in a corner of the cave, trembling all over. Tang Qiuli ordered several soldiers to take the old traitor and the female agent to Qiu Sheng's location, and immediately began searching the secret cave.

  This search is going to ruin Tang Qiulei. Why? This old guy's family fortune is all here, with over a hundred gold bars and bricks, not to mention gold rings, necklaces, and bangles, etc. The boxes are filled with neatly wrapped bundles of cash, totaling over a million yuan. The old guy's savings from all these years were all taken away by Tang Qiulei in one go.

  A tightly sealed wooden box, wrapped in a tarpaulin, was opened to reveal brand new firearms: 200 rifles with blue steel finish, still unopened. Inside the long wooden box were 20 Czech-style light machine guns, also unopened and wrapped in oil paper. What's more, there were over 2 million rounds of ammunition for these guns. They struck it rich, their luck overflowing like bubbles. It was a windfall, and Tang Qiuli was so thrilled that his feet seemed to float as he walked. Everything was taken away, gone!

  After arranging for the transport of these things, the sky had already brightened up, and a red sun slowly rose in the east, its radiant sunlight shining on the ancient land of Guandong, the pure white snow-covered ground sparkling with specks of golden light. Tang Qiuli hummed a little tune as he walked towards the enemy barracks, feeling joyful and refreshed, basking in the warm sunshine, gentle north wind, and icy blue sky - his mood was exceptionally good!

  When they arrived at the station where the devils were stationed, Tang Qiuli was overjoyed again. This little devil was too generous, preparing so many good things for Young Master Tang.

  Rice piled up like a mountain, what made him happiest was that there were tens of thousands of kilograms of edible salt. The southern part of Manchuria does not produce salt, so edible salt is a strategic material controlled by the devils. Now it's great, enough for the troops to eat for 10 or 8 years.

  Ammunition, light and heavy machine guns, military supplies, clothing tents, the more intimidating, the more interesting is that there are also ten Type 92 infantry cannons, compact and portable, placed over there. Tang Qiuli really didn't care about the Japanese devils' weapons, but he had a special liking for this Type 92 infantry cannon. Why? This Type 92 infantry cannon was lightweight and convenient, five or six people could disassemble it, carry it on their shoulders and walk away, its accuracy and range were not bad either, and it wouldn't hinder the troops' march. In addition to the five field guns, which seemed clumsy and rough, but couldn't be left for the little devils either, all the cannons and shells were transported back to the base.

  It seems this is an important material transfer location for the little devils.

  In the midst of a bustling crowd, Tang Qiuli saw his father and two uncles. The few of them were exceptionally excited to see each other. It had been several months since he left home, and in their eyes, Tang Qiuli seemed to have grown taller, with a maturity and stability that was different from when he was at home, as well as an air of iron-blooded heroism that couldn't be concealed. Tang Qiuli asked about his mother's situation in detail and learned that everything was fine at home, so he felt relieved. His second uncle used his trademark large palm to slap his shoulder forcefully, "Qiuli, you're awesome! The Tang family has produced a hero, I admire you! From now on, if there's anything you need help with, just let me know!"

  Three of them were chatting happily, when Old Zhang squeezed over from the side and asked urgently: "Little Qiu, why haven't you seen Little Ling?" Tang Qiu slapped his forehead, oh no, he had forgotten about this, and this was going to be his future father-in-law! He quickly called a messenger to call for Little Ling.

  Before long, Xiaoling rushed in from outside, shouting "Dad" from afar. Zhang Dage saw the gauze on Xiaoling's arm and his face turned pale with worry. This was his beloved daughter, his precious treasure, who had never suffered any hardship since childhood. Only when he knew that Xiaoling was not seriously hurt did he finally breathe a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

  Everyone is here, so I'll say something to you all. Xia Qiu and Xia Ling's hearts are in the same place, we old folks understand each other, no need to hide it. You two have been together on the mountain fighting devils, sooner or later you'll be together anyway, just move in together and take care of each other. When peace comes, we can go back home and hold a proper wedding ceremony. In these chaotic times, don't worry too much about formalities. What do you say, dear relatives?

  The two young people blushed and were delighted in their hearts, secretly laughing that they had already lived together for a long time, but didn't dare to tell you.

  Tang Qiuli was overjoyed, his father-in-law had finally relented and given him a driver's license. He felt a sense of relief, as if he had been deceiving someone into marrying him. Now they could live together openly. When he had time, he would make things right with Xiaoling. The Japanese female spy's breasts were not as good-looking as Xiaoling's. Thinking about this, he couldn't help but smile smugly. Xiaoling saw the silly look on his face and knew what he was thinking. She knew that this little rascal was having evil thoughts, so she secretly pinched his thigh hard. Tang Qiuli bit his lip to prevent himself from making a noise, and made a silly face at Xiaoling. That one glance was saying, "You'll be mine eventually!" Xiaoling gave him a deep, meaningful glare.

  Tang Qiuluo regained his composure and only then did he notice that there were over 2,000 villagers who had come to help with the fainting objects. There were more than 400 horse-drawn carts alone. He knew the situation of the Tang family's humble abode, how could so many people possibly fit?

  He asked the adults what was going on, and his second uncle told him that this time, not only did people from Tangjia Village come, but also outsiders.

  Tang Qiuli's face tensed up after listening, he was worried about the confidentiality of the base. His father saw through his thoughts and quickly told him that everyone from Wai Tunzi were real relatives, all uncles and aunts, no outsiders, only then did he put his mind at ease.

  But he saw these materials and worried again. Although so many people had come, it had been almost half a day, but the things here had only been transported away for nearly one-tenth. Time was pressing.

  He was about to gather the commanders of each team for an emergency meeting, and saw Qiusheng, who had gone to the fake police station, Liu Tienan, Feng Jiawei, and others return. Especially Wang Xu and Zhang Quan, the two were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths. Behind them, a large group of people followed, but they weren't soldiers, obviously a bunch of unfamiliar faces!

  Looking at their excitement, flushed faces, heads held high and chests out, accompanied by a group of people, what's the good news now?

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