Chen Nian turned around and took an oil drum from the shelf; it contained the diesel fuel that he had painstakingly collected last time.
He poured diesel fuel on the ground near the gate, and with a serious expression, he held up a lighter and said, "If they dare to attack head-on, we'll just go down together!"
The captain, who was directing operations from outside, sensed something was increasingly wrong: "Something's not right. If the gate is like this, how did this woman manage to buy anything? There's definitely something fishy going on!"
He turned and walked up to the woman, grabbed her collar, lifted her up like a chick, and stared fiercely into her eyes:
"Tell me the truth, is this it?! With this house full of snow, how did you buy food?!"
Unable to hide it any longer, the woman pointed behind her, tears streaming down her face from fear, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "They...behind them...there's another...small door..."
Enraged, the captain threw the woman onto the snow: "I'll deal with you later!"
They quickly gathered everyone together, turned their attention to the back door, and were dumbfounded when they arrived – where was the door?
This time, the captain had reached his limit. Holding the woman's child in one hand and a knife in the other, he threatened, "Are you going to talk or not! Do you have to see blood before you tell the truth?!"
The woman broke down and shouted, "There's a door here! There really is a door! Please let my daughter go! There's a small door in the northeast corner!"
The shouts startled Chen Nian and his son. They had just breathed a sigh of relief when they heard no more noise at the door, but then the crying and screaming came from behind them again.
"Oops!"
They quickly grabbed their tools and went to the back door, pressing their ear against it to listen for any sounds outside.
"Captain, there seems to be a door here, but it's covered by snow."
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