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

Major Miyamoto was stunned for a moment and asked, "Colonel, what do you mean?"

Yamamoto Ikki said: "I have finally figured it out. This Eighth Route Army unit is not simple. They must be a unit that is more powerful than my special forces."

"what?"

Major Miyamoto screamed in shock at his words.

Yamamoto Ikki often brought his special forces to his prisoner-of-war camp to train the prisoners.

Countless prisoners of war died at their hands.

Therefore, Miyamoto knew how powerful Yamamoto Ikki's troops were.

Even such a strong army was defeated by this group of local guerrillas. Even Colonel Yamamoto admitted that he was inferior to them.

One can imagine how terrifying this army is.

"Colonel, what do you want to do?"

Yamamoto Ikki said with a gloomy face: "Tomorrow, this army will definitely come to harass us again. Miyamoto-kun, you just need to hold on with your troops. Leave the rest to me."

Miyamoto asked somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Colonel, I want to know what your plans are."

"Prepare two sniper rifles for me and Shimoda-kun. Tomorrow, we will fight this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers to the death on the city wall. No one can survive the joint attack of Shimoda-kun and me.

As long as we kill the commander of this special forces, this unit will be vulnerable. Miyamoto-kun, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yoshi..."

Major Miyamoto drew out a long tone.

“Thanks to Colonel Yamamoto for taking action, I also believe that no one can survive under the combined efforts of the two of you.

As long as I kill their commander, I will definitely wipe out this unit and avenge the Yamada Squadron."

Yamamoto Ikki nodded: "Don't worry, I said I would give you an explanation."

Miyamoto asked, "Should we ask for tactical guidance from above?"

Yamamoto Ikki shook his head decisively and said, "No need. Water from afar cannot quench a nearby fire. I'm worried that if you call for backup, it will scare them away. Then, it will be difficult to find them."

Isn’t it true? I don’t even know the name of the person’s superior. If he runs away, where will I find him?

At this time, in a cell in a prisoner-of-war camp.

Wei Dayong sat quietly against the wall, his hands on his knees, eyes slightly narrowed, waiting for news from outside.

I saw a cellmate talking to the cellmate in the next cell for a few words.

The cellmate came straight to Wei Dayong and sat down against the wall like him, and whispered:

"Monk, it's confirmed. This afternoon, a group of two to three hundred Eighth Route Army soldiers came outside. They wiped out the Yamada Squadron."

Wei Dayong's eyes widened instantly.

"How is that possible? How can two or three hundred Eighth Route Army troops defeat the Yamada Squadron? Where did you get this information? Why is it so unreliable?"

This cellmate was named Li San, about 30 years old. In fact, he was not a prisoner of war, but a chivalrous thief.

He is good at stealing and has first-class skills.

Before the Japanese came, they specialized in stealing from landlords.

After the Japanese invaders came, he specialized in stealing from the Japanese invaders and traitors. He was called the modern-day Swallow Li San.

Over time, people started calling him Li San, and no one mentioned his real name anymore.

Later, he was accidentally captured by the Japanese and was sent here.

After coming here, probably because of their similar skills, he mixed with Monk Wei.

In prison, his other abilities could not be put to good use, but his ability to get information was first-rate.

He was truly a know-it-all in the POW camp.

Hearing Monk Wei's disbelief, Li San said slowly, "Although it sounds a bit unreliable, I bought this information from Liu the translator. He has always been reliable, so it shouldn't be false."

Wei Dayong: "Are you sure?"

Li San: "Sure. There's no need for him to lie to me about this kind of common news."

Yes, this explosive news was known to everyone except the prisoners themselves.

Wei Dayong: "If that's the case, then let's execute our plan. I can't stay here for another day."

Li San nodded and waved around.

A dozen guys in the same cell immediately came over.

"Everyone, listen carefully. If a fight breaks out outside tomorrow, they will definitely not be able to take care of us. We will just execute the plan.

When the time comes, I will open the door, and you can sneak out to launch a sneak attack, kill the two Japanese guarding the cell, and grab their guns for me. Once you have the guns, guard the door, and I will continue to open the doors for the brothers in other cells... Then we will cooperate with the Eighth Route Army outside..."

Li San was talking quietly there, and everyone was silent, just nodding slightly to show their approval.

They were all soldiers before and knew the importance of following orders.

In addition, after being tortured by the Japanese for such a long time, their personalities have become more stable.

This is called a prisoner-of-war camp, but it is actually a large coal mine.

Here they were treated like animals by the Japanese and were ordered around by them. Not only were they not well fed, but they also had to work in the coal mines every day.

Many inmates went down and were already dead when they came out.

The Japanese didn't treat them as human beings at all.

Occasionally, a group of very powerful Japanese soldiers would come and pull them out to be sparring partners, and then they would never come back.

Of course, it's still lucky to die like this.

Some will even be taken to the Japanese's inhumane research institutions to be used as experimental subjects, where they will die even more miserably.

They all knew that if they didn't find a way out, their final fate would be to die of exhaustion here or be used as experimental subjects.

Therefore, as long as there is a chance, they must give it a try.

Even if they couldn't get out in the end even if they died, they had no regrets.

The sun showed its smiling face in the east, heralding another beautiful day.

When Wang Hao and his friends got up, the soldiers of the independent regiment had already prepared breakfast for them.

Well, here it's the other way around. The soldiers from the combat company prepare breakfast for the soldiers from the cooking company.

The breakfast was also very rich, with hot rice and canned beef. Every soldier was a little full.

As a regiment commander, Kong Jie knew that he could not let the soldiers go hungry during the war.

Wang Hao hasn’t finished his breakfast yet!

Suddenly, there were crackling gunshots in the distance.

Wang Hao and the soldiers were stunned for a moment. In order to facilitate observation, they lived on the top of a mountain and instinctively looked towards the prisoner-of-war camp.

However, they soon discovered that they were wrong. The gunshots did not come from the prisoner-of-war camp.

The sound of gunfire was not the sound of the Japanese's Type 38 rifle.

Soon, Wang Hao determined the direction of the gunshots, and it was getting closer and closer to them.

What the hell is going on? We are going to attack the prisoner of war camp today, nothing will go wrong, right?

Wang Hao decisively called out, "Duan Peng, take a group of people over to take a look."

"Yes."

Duan Peng agreed and left with his men.