Bright Sword: Koi, we have reached the enemy's base camp

Wang Hao looked at Yan Shuangying with confusion and pointed at the devils.

"What are you doing, little devil?"

Yan Shuangying laughed quickly and said, “Haha, I used a trick to trick them all into surrendering.”

As he spoke, Yan Shuangying pulled Wang Hao aside and told him the whole story in detail.

Wang Hao, Liu Hong and others were stunned when they heard this.

We sent a few puppet soldiers to trick the Japanese into coming down and surrendering, and they actually believed it?

Can you believe this?

However, when I think about the situation of these devils, I feel relieved.

To put it bluntly, even without orders, they wanted to surrender on their own. Now that they have such an excuse, what reason do they have to persist?

Then they will say, we didn’t know this order was fake!

perfect.

Pretty.

Looking at the surrendering Japanese soldiers, Wang Hao was not very happy.

Yes, only the head of the household knows the hardships of being the head of the household.

With so many Japanese prisoners, we had to feed them, provide them with clothes, find a place for them to live, and find someone to watch over them.

There were more than 1000 Japanese soldiers, plus hundreds of puppet troops.

Damn, isn't this asking for trouble? They don't have the ability to do this, okay?

Wang Hao looked at Yan Shuangying and asked, "Brother Ying, how are you going to deal with these little devils?"

Forehead?

Yan Shuangying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that he was speechless.

Should we build a prisoner-of-war camp for these devils?

Now this group of people don’t know what to do, and it is unrealistic to build a prisoner-of-war camp for the Japanese.

Yan Shuangying also realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly pulled Wang Hao aside.

"Wang Hao, what should we do about this? Give me some ideas!"

Wang Hao said: "These little devils have been in China for so many years and have done all kinds of bad things. So, I think that only dead devils are good devils."

"What? You're going to kill them?"

Yan Shuangying screamed.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes and said, "Stop, I didn't say that. You said that yourself. You can handle it yourself!"

After saying that, Wang Hao left, leaving Yan Shuangying standing alone in the wind, disheveled.

"Haha... isn't it just killing someone? When have I, Yan Shuangying, ever been afraid?"

Yan Shuangying walked over and shouted to a guerrilla leader, "Captain Zhang, go and drive all the devils and puppet troops to the mountains outside the city. Divide them into two groups and have them stand still. I have something to say. Oh, and tie up those devils."

"Yes."

Captain Zhang quickly agreed and immediately arranged for someone to do it.

Then, the surrendered Japanese soldiers had their hands tied behind their backs like pigs.

"Bakayalu, what do you want to do? We are prisoners, you can't do this to us."

A Japanese captain jumped up and started cursing loudly.

Captain Zhang walked over and slapped him decisively.

"Why are you yelling? We're all prisoners, what's so great about that?"

The Japanese captain was not afraid at all and shouted loudly: "We are prisoners, we are hungry, we want to eat, we want to eat."

"Yes, yes, we are hungry and we need to eat. You cannot mistreat the prisoners..."

The Japanese soldiers jumped up one by one and shouted loudly, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.

"Shut up, everyone. If you continue to cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude."

Captain Zhang shouted loudly.

However, his voice seemed not as loud as those devils. Those devils were fearless and were not afraid of him at all.

The Japanese captain stood up and shouted loudly: "Captain Zhang, you are their captain, right? Although we are prisoners, we still have human rights.

We are hungry and we need to eat, and you must give us food. You cannot tie us up.”

"What on earth do you want to do, you bastard?"

Captain Zhang pulled out his revolver, pointed it at the Japanese captain and shouted, "I advise you not to lead the trouble, otherwise, I will not be polite to you."

The Japanese captain was not afraid at all and continued to shout.

"We want to eat, we want to eat..."

The devils also started shouting.

"We want to eat, we want to eat..."

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Captain Zhang could no longer control himself.

"Son of a bitch……"

Captain Zhang really wanted to shoot the Japanese captain to death, but he didn't dare.

The Japanese captain was sure that he would not dare to do it, so he was fearless.

At this moment, Yan Shuangying also noticed something was wrong here and hurriedly led his men over.

"Captain Zhang, what's going on?"

Captain Zhang looked at Yan Shuangying with a look of shame on his face.

"Deputy Battalion Commander, I'm sorry, this Japanese captain is the leader of the trouble, these Japanese want to rebel..."

Yan Shuangying's face darkened instantly and he looked at the devils.

The Japs were not afraid at all. They still held their heads high and shouted loudly.

"We want to eat, we want to eat..."

Yan Shuangying walked over, pulled out the submachine gun from his waist, and shot the Japanese captain in the head.

The Japanese captain fell to the ground instantly.

Yan Shuangying did not stop and fired a few more shots at the Japanese soldiers who shouted the loudest.

Several more Japanese soldiers were shot in the head and fell to the ground dead.

Yan Shuangying's face was tense and murderous, but he had no intention of stopping and fired several more shots at the Japanese soldiers in front of him.

One, two, three, four, 4, 10, 15.

Yan Shuangying didn't stop until he had used up all the bullets in his rapid-fire machine.

The Japanese soldiers were all terrified.

They stood there with wide eyes, looking at Yan Shuangying, the god of death.

Yan Shuangying said nothing, took out the bullets, loaded them, and raised them up again.

Judging from his appearance, he will continue to kill.

The only remaining Japanese captain quickly knelt down.

"No, no. Don't kill anymore. We will be obedient and we won't quarrel anymore. Please don't kill anymore..."

The remaining Japanese soldiers were all watching this scene in horror, looking at Yan Shuangying, the killing god, with fear on their faces.

This guy won't listen to reason at all. He just starts killing people without saying a word. Who can stand this?

Yan Shuangying stopped looking at the devils and turned to Captain Zhang and said, "Captain Zhang, follow the original plan and execute the order. Anyone who disobeys will be killed directly."

"Yes."

Captain Zhang stood at attention and said yes. He felt relieved.

Soon, the Japanese soldiers were dragged into the mountains with their hands tied behind their backs.

Although the puppet soldiers did not have their hands tied behind their backs, they were still driven into the mountains.

In an open space in the mountains, the Japanese were driven aside, while the puppet troops stood opposite them.

All around them were countless guerrilla fighters pointing guns at them.

The Japanese and puppet troops were all confused. They didn't know how these Eighth Route Army soldiers would treat them.

It doesn't look like a good thing at first glance.

Horrible, terrible.