The final clearance of the armed personnel came extremely quickly. With Gu Weisu controlling the entire battlefield at the commanding heights, whether it was to gather and break through or escape in a hurry, it became an impossible task. The target selected by Tang Guoming was locked in his hiding position by Tang Guoming, and could not move at all.

Seeing the last armed man who was frightened and foolish, throwing away the weapon in his hand to escape, but was knocked over to the ground by a silent bullet, Tang Guoming took a deep breath and shouted at the target who was locked in his place: "Don't throw away all your weapons and walk out with your hands high!"

After shouting several times, the target person who had been frightened by the constant bullets coming beside him slowly squatted up and raised his hands high: "I don't have weapons...I don't have any weapons..."

Staring at the target person who was squatting on the ground, holding his hands high, like a gorilla, Tang Guoming swung his muzzle and shot him in a place where the fire could be shined: "Slowly walk to the position where he was shot - so that I can see your hands all the time!"

After swaying and stumbled several times, the target person holding his hands high stood up with difficulty, walked tremblingly towards the direction indicated by Tang Guoming with bullets, and walked to the center of the firepower network set up by Tang Guoming and others.

Gently pushing away the shrub covered above his head, Tang Guoming jumped out of the fox pit full of water, and slowly walked to the target who was trembling with his gun about three meters: "Name?"

Due to the loss of body temperature caused by long-term rain and the fear of being in the rain of bullets just now, the target person responded tremblingly: "Tunna...My name is Tuna..."

Hearing that Pan Guan had already crawled out of the hiding foxhole behind him, Halbala rushed to the overturned Toyota pickup truck, and worked with Bao Lei to straighten the overturned vehicle. Tang Guoming stared at Tuna, who was shaking in front of him and whispered: "Carella, Taden, Bister and Orefen...what tribe do you belong to?"

Obviously, he didn't expect Tang Guoming to directly ask the tribe he belonged to, and he didn't expect Tang Guoming to be so clear about the situation of the surrounding tribes. After hesitating for a moment, Tuna carefully said to Tang Guoming: "Bister...I belong to the Bister tribe!"

Pointing at the abandoned building that was still burning with a muzzle, Tang Guoming quickly shouted in a low voice: "This is the storage warehouse of your tribe? What are they stored?"

Nodded quickly, Tuna looked back at the building that was still burning with fear: "The oil...all are oil! After the white people were driven away by us, no one came to this place again, so we stored all the oil we could get here..."

Tang Guoming: "What is your purpose of storing oil? Don't tell me that you are just to supply internal vehicles to drive in the tribe. There are at least five tons of gasoline and diesel stored here, which is enough for a large fleet to carry out emergency refueling operations!"

Gwed his saliva with difficulty, and looked at Tang Guoming carefully: "I tell you... can you spare me? I did nothing..."

With a sneer, he pointed the muzzle at a corpse wearing a shirt with Chinese knots, and Tang Guoming suddenly had a bit of coldness in his voice: "You called this nothing? Are you going to tell me that you bought this dress from a foreign trade goods store in the United Emirates of Bissau?"

Listening to Tang Guoming's voice, Tuna lowered his head: "This is our...relay station and supply station. We have been stocking up fuel here two years ago."

Tang Guoming: "I'm asking about the purpose of hoarding fuel?!"

Tuna: "There are many farms around this..., very rich farms!"

In just a moment, Tang Guoming quickly understood the meaning of Tuna's words...

With this destroyed abandoned supply station as the center of the circle, almost all the farms built by the Chinese are within the range of this circle. In other words, as long as the abandoned building is used as a fuel supply point, the robbery convoy can rob the farms built by the Chinese around them at almost the fastest speed!

With a gloomy face, Tang Guoming took a step forward and raised his gun slightly: "In other words, your tribe began to prepare for looting the farms established by the Chinese two years ago? And this tribal armed rebellion just gave you a great opportunity?"

Obviously, he knew that he could not deceive Tang Guoming, and Tuna nodded neatly: "The Chinese farm is not opened within the sphere of influence of our tribe, and our tribe cannot get any benefit from the farms opened by the Chinese. You must know... our tribe life is very difficult, and we don't even have enough clean drinking water and food..."

With his eyes widened in surprise, Tang Guoming whispered in disbelief: "Is this why you plan to rob the farms opened by the Chinese?!"

Looking at Tang Guoming calmly, Tuna couldn't see any shame on her face: "This is the world - when the lion is old, it will be eaten by a hyena! When the antelope is fat, it will become a delicious meal for hunters. Besides... we just want to take away some of their extra and useless things, and we are not greedy..."

Before Tang Guoming could speak again, Pan Guan, who had already heard it, took a big step forward, crossed the butt and hit Tuna hard in the abdomen, hitting Tuna so hard that he fell into the mud: "Have you fucking robbed and robbed him to a philosophical style?"

Not stopping Pan Guan's movements, Tang Guoming looked at Tuna coldly and struggled on the ground with his stomach covering his stomach for a while before he spoke to Tuna, "It's so heavy rain, but you don't return to the tribe, and you don't even need to repair the supply point that can shelter from the rain. There is only one explanation - you are tracking the Chinese who have fled the farm, but because they failed to catch up, or for some other reason, you have returned to the oil storage point for replenishment - where are those Chinese?"

He struggled to sit up in the mud, and blood was already oozing out from Tuna's mouth and nose: "I don't know..."

Still without waiting for Tang Guoming to speak, Pan Guan pulled out the dagger placed on his waist and squatted in front of Tuna: "Give you two choices - answer well, or answer well in pain?"

Seeing Tuna sitting on the ground looking at him secretly, Tang Guoming couldn't help but sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly turned around: "Give you a minute to consider!"

Without looking at Tuna, who was sitting on the ground, Tang Guoming strode to Harbala, who was repairing his vehicle in the rain: "Can the car be used?"

He quickly fiddled with some parts in the engine, and Harbala responded silently without raising his head: "It should be no problem! Move the gasoline in the other two cars into this car, which will probably fill the fuel tank. As long as you can know the whereabouts of the Chinese on the farm from this steward, and if this steward can give us the direction, we will definitely be able to..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream had already come from behind Tang Guoming. With the shrill screams, Tuna's shouts quickly reached everyone's ears: "Imperial Valley...they went to the Imperial Valley!"

Turning his head and looking at Pan Guan who pressed Tuna on the ground and was binding him with a pair of flexible handcuffs. Tang Guoming said in a deep voice: "I notify the liver to return to the team, let's set off immediately!"
Chapter completed!