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

After Wang Hao comforted the villagers, he looked at Yan Shuangying and the others and said:

"We must get to the bottom of this matter and rescue the relatives of our fellow villagers."

Yan Shuangying nodded slightly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes:

"That's right, these little devils are so brutal, we must not let them go."

Monkey also clenched his fists: "We must act immediately and find those captured people."

Therefore, Wang Hao and his team began to conduct a detailed investigation around Zhangjiagou.

They carefully avoided places where the Japanese might appear.

Use surrounding terrain and vegetation for cover.

After some arduous investigation, they finally discovered a Japanese stronghold about three kilometers away from Zhangjiagou.

Wang Hao and his team observed this stronghold from afar.

Many sandbags were piled up outside the stronghold, and machine guns and other heavy weapons were set up.

There were Japanese soldiers standing guard on the watchtower, watching the movements around them vigilantly.

Japanese patrols passed through the stronghold from time to time, and the security was very strict.

"The defenses of this stronghold are very strong. It seems difficult to deal with." Yan Shuangying said with a frown.

Duan Peng also looked solemn: "According to preliminary estimates, there is at least a battalion of Japanese soldiers in this stronghold, which is not a small number.

And they have such a strong defense, we have to think of a good way."

Wang Hao pondered for a moment and said, "Let's observe their activity patterns first to see if there are any loopholes that we can exploit."

So they continued to hide in the dark and closely observe the situation in the Japanese stronghold.

Over time, they gradually discovered some patterns.

This base seems to be a material transfer base.

Vehicles were constantly coming in and out, transporting various supplies.

And those captured civilians were carrying goods with great effort under the surveillance of the Japanese devils.

"These little Japanese devils are so despicable. They treat our people as coolies." Xiao Chen said gritting his teeth.

Yan Shuangying's eyes revealed a hint of anger: "Damn the Japs, they should be chopped into pieces."

In order to gain a deeper understanding of the situation at the stronghold, Wang Hao and his team decided to get closer and observe.

They took advantage of the cover of night and quietly approached the stronghold.

As they approached, they were extremely careful to avoid making any noise.

When they approached to a certain distance, they could see the situation inside the stronghold more clearly.

The Japanese soldiers were busy in the stronghold, some were directing the people to carry supplies, and some were standing guard and patrolling.

The Japanese held a gun in one hand and a whip in the other.

As long as the people were a little slow, they would whip them without hesitation. It was more terrible than driving cattle.

The people's faces were exhausted and their eyes were filled with despair.

As Wang Hao and the others watched this scene, their anger grew stronger.

An older citizen, already weak in body, moved even slower after long hours of exertion.

I was not careful, my foot slipped and I fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the Japanese soldiers nearby immediately rushed over with fierce expressions on their faces.

The Japanese soldier kicked the old man without saying a word.

The old man curled up in agony, begging weakly, "Taijun, please spare me! I really don't have the strength left."

However, the Japanese showed no mercy and became even more violent.

He continued to punch and kick while cursing in Japanese, which the people could not understand.

The old man struggled weakly, trying to avoid the beating from the Japanese devils.

But his body was too weak to dodge.

Every punch and kick landed heavily on the old man, making a dull sound.

The people around watched this scene with fear and anger in their eyes, but they did not dare to step forward to stop it, and they dared not speak out.

They knew that if they dared to resist, even more cruel punishment would await them.

At this time, a younger citizen couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

He gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, stepped forward, and said in a trembling voice:

"Taijun, please stop beating him. He is old and can't do it anymore."

The Japanese stopped beating the old man, turned around and stared at the young man viciously.

"Baga! How dare you meddle in other people's business?" The Japanese soldier roared, raised the whip in his hand and whipped the young man.

The young man instinctively blocked it with his arm, but the whip was so powerful that it still left a deep bloody mark on his arm.

The young man winced in pain, but he did not flinch.

"Madam, he really didn't mean it. Please let him go!" The young man continued to plead.

The Japanese soldier became even angrier, as he felt his authority was challenged.

He rushed forward and started punching and kicking the young man.

The young man was beaten black and blue, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

But he still looked at the Japanese stubbornly, his eyes full of unyielding spirit.

The old man felt filled with guilt and pain when he saw the young man being beaten so badly because of him.

He struggled to get up and stop the Japs from beating the young man.

But his body was so badly beaten that he couldn't move at all.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting..." The old man shouted weakly, but the Japanese soldiers ignored him.

They continued to beat the young man, as if they wanted to vent all their anger on him.

Wang Hao and the others were watching this scene in the dark, the anger in their hearts had burned to the extreme.

Wang Hao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

He wished he could rush out immediately and kill all these Japs.

Duan Peng gritted his teeth, an angry expression on his face.

"These little Japs are going too far! We must save these civilians." Xiao Chen said gritting his teeth, his voice filled with anger.

Duan Peng's eyes were red: "That's right, we can't let them do whatever they want like this anymore."

Yan Shuangying's eyes were also filled with flames of anger.

His fingers gently stroked the pistol at his waist, ready to strike at any time.

Wang Hao pressed Yan Shuangying's hand that was about to draw his gun, and suppressed the anger in his heart. He said calmly:

“Now is not the time, we can’t be impulsive.

We have to wait for the right time and find the most suitable opportunity to act.”

Although he was also filled with anger, he knew that rushing out now would only make things worse.

They must act with caution to ensure the safety of the people.

Inside the stronghold, the Japanese devils' beating continued.

The young man was beaten to death, but he still did not give up.

He said in a weak voice: "Taijun, please let us go..."

The Japanese were not moved at all. They seemed to have lost their humanity and only knew how to vent their emotions through violence.