Charlie's PMCs moved quickly to block most of the mine's exits and began to pour tear gas into the pit with blowers.

These tear gas canisters were even in François's stockpile, and after he himself was found and killed by the Shadow Company PMC in a small village, François, who had been turned into a corpse, was still working tirelessly for the Shadow Company, his military camp was now a Wehrmacht training camp, and his weapons stockpile became Shepard's bullets against the Portuguese colonists, and these tear gas canisters used to suppress the peasant forces and the miners' revolt were his last ripples.

"François is a great man!"

Shepard said with tears in his eyes.

Then he shouted for Charlie's detachment to pay attention to the direction of the wind, because the tear gas had already smoked him!

In the First World War, the Germans had a case of using poison gas and killed themselves because of the change in wind direction, and in later generations, there was no shortage of warnings about the tear gas used by the police to attack their own people in the exchanges between the police and the people.

However, fortunately, the fighters of the detachment carried gas masks, and the M17 gas mask issued by the U.S. military in 1959 was also called a pig-faced gas mask by many people because of its appearance.

A large amount of gas was poured into the mine along the channel, there was no movement at first, until ten minutes later, there was movement in the depths of the mine, as a non-lethal weapon, tear gas can cause damage to people's exposed parts and respiratory tract, will make people unable to open their eyes, constantly coughing, skin will also be red and swollen, so it is a large number of law enforcement agencies, after all, they have to face, not an enemy, but unarmed civilians.

The miners hiding in the depths of the mine had never been exposed to this irritating gas, so when the tear gas poured into the tunnel, the smelling black uncles immediately screamed and began to run out, everyone scrambled for fear that something would go wrong.

There are constantly people coughing and falling, because their eyes are irritated, they can't distinguish the direction at all, they can only touch the wall and struggle to go up, some people fall on their companions, climb and can't get up, they can only rely on luck to squeeze out little by little.

Someone was constantly hurting, someone was screaming, someone was wailing, and finally, when the first black uncle rushed out of the mine, he finally felt the fresh air that he had not seen for a long time.

At this moment, he only felt as if his soul was about to fly out of the earth.

In fact, the physical situation is similar, Charlie's detachment guarding the door has long raised their rifles, and when the first black uncle rushed out of the hole, a PMC waved the butt of the gun and smashed it firmly in his face.

Then the unlucky guy kept a forward posture and leaned back, and the whole person flew three hundred and sixty degrees in the air before falling heavily.

Immediately after that, the second, the third!

The PMCs are like farmers waiting for rabbits, they have a clear division of labor, several squads stand in a straggler formation at the entrance of the tunnel, when Uncle Black rushes out, they will be hit head-on by the sapper shovel or rifle butt, and then the PMCs on standby on both sides will drag the defeated guy aside.

Just for a while, there were dozens of black uncles with their hands tied behind their backs on the ground, and the mine mouth was even rushing out in a steady stream, some of them were still holding weapons, these guys would be given priority by PMC, and the sapper shovel and gun butt could be smashed more than once until the other party put down his weapon, and then, these guys would be dragged aside like dogs, waiting for follow-up processing.

After a few minutes of commotion, Uncle Black no longer gushed out of the potholes, and a vanguard team armed with flashlights and shotguns prepared to conduct an in-depth search of the mines.

Outside the mine, the black uncles who had been controlled were still struggling in great pain, and although they were out of the range of the gas, the collateral damage could last for a long time.

However, the PMCs are not cruel people, and the PMCs of a team found the water storage bucket in the mine, pushed it over with a small cart, and rinsed the Black Uncles, so that although it could not be completely alleviated, it could also relieve their pain.

The black uncles who had been doused in the soup were all huddled together, their heads bowed, and the heavily armed guards around them, as if they were, no, they were a bunch of prisoners, waiting for Shepard's final verdict.

Shepard, on the other hand, was standing in place, the five fingers of his right hand were jumping as if he were playing a piano, and he still had a smile on his face, but no one really thought that he was happy at the moment.

"What am I going to do with them, you say?"

Shepard looked at the old man on the side, who looked at the captured compatriots, and then said in a pleading tone.

"Actually, we were all forced!"

"That's a good reason, after all, a slap doesn't make a sound, people are unkind, you can naturally be unjust, but they shoot at my men, this, it's not good!"

While a few people were talking, the team that entered the mine also completed the search and brought out a dozen unlucky people who were trampled on by their own people.

"Boss, the mine has been taken!"

The leader of the riot was also brought out, a short man in his forties, with many wounds, some of which had been beaten by the PMC and some of which had been around for a long time.

At this moment, the man was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed and without saying a word, and when Shepard stepped forward, he raised his head and glanced at Shepard, his eyes were calm.

"It can be seen that you are not afraid of death, and I don't bother to say anything else, if your people surrender obediently, it is easy to say anything, but since the gun was fired, so be it!"

Shepard took out his python revolver, emptied the nest, and stuffed a new bullet into it.

"Bet, you die when the gun goes off, they live, the gun doesn't go off, you live together!"

The man nodded, then closed his eyes and lowered his head, Shepard flicked the hammer, muzzle down, pointed at the man, and then he pulled the trigger.

After the hammer fell, the pistol only snapped and did not fire the bullet.

"Well, it looks like you're in luck!"

Shepard slipped the pistol back into his pocket and motioned for the PMCs to let go of each other.

"Although you and your people do not have to die, you still have to pay for the crimes you have committed, especially your crime of destroying the mine and destroying the mine, so you will be handed over to the Wehrmacht to deal with!"

The man looked up, his face full of bewilderment and bewilderment, but Shepard didn't give him a chance to question him, and asked the PMCs to escort the miners away and hand them over to the Wehrmacht.

Then, he pointed to the mine not far away.

"Blow it all up! And those houses, all burned down! l