At the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp,

The Japanese positions were now becoming shaky under the heavy bombardment of 120mm mortars.

Every time a shell hit the ground, there was a deafening explosion, raising a cloud of dust and debris.

The explosive power of the 120mm artillery shells was so huge that each bombing directly claimed the lives of six or seven Japanese soldiers.

Their bodies were blown to pieces in the explosion, their blood dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and gunpowder.

Saburo Koi, who was on the defense line, had fear in his eyes at this moment.

"Baga! Heavy artillery! The Eighth Route Army on the opposite side has heavy artillery!"

Koi Saburo screamed.

At this time, the team leader who was not far away from him also ran over in panic.

"Captain, the enemy has heavy artillery, and the defense line at the entrance can no longer be held! Let's retreat quickly!

We can still resist by using the buildings in the prisoner-of-war camp as shelter. If we stay at the gate, we will be blown to death!"

After hearing what the team leader said, Saburo Koi nodded.

"Pass my order! Everyone evacuate into the building and resist!"

"Hi!"

The team leader immediately responded and turned to notify the other devils.

As Saburo Koi's order was issued, all the Japanese devils evacuated to a building inside the prisoner-of-war camp.

This building is the Japanese's office building and is built extremely solidly.

…………........

Inside the prisoner-of-war camp

The tranquility of the night was broken by the sudden sound of gunfire, and all the prisoners of war were awakened from their sleep by the intense noise.

In a cell in the POW camp, Wang Bisheng nervously found Wei Dayong.

"Monk, listen to the sound of gunfire. There is a large army outside attacking the prisoner-of-war camp."

Wei Dayong tilted his head and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

"We will definitely win. The troops attacking the prisoner-of-war camp used a large number of artillery. Judging from the scale of the artillery fire, the attacking force is definitely the size of a division."

Wei Dayong said in a deep voice. His analysis made Wang Bisheng and other prisoners in the cell feel a little encouraged.

"Great, we are finally saved!" Wang Bisheng said excitedly.

However, Wei Dayong remained calm.

He said worriedly: "We must win. Now we have to be on guard against the Japanese who might become desperate and massacre the prisoners of war."

Wang Bisheng nodded, he understood that Wei Dayong's concerns were justified.

"Monk, what should we do? The Japanese may be very cruel."

Wei Dayong pondered for a moment, then said: "Bisheng, take out the knife you hid. I got a thin needle the day before yesterday, we can open the lock of the cell door. Let's rush out together and kill the Japanese guarding the door. It's better to strike first!"

After hearing Wei Dayong's plan, the other prisoners in the cell unanimously decided to act according to Wei Dayong's instructions.

Because the prisoner-of-war camp was suddenly attacked, most of the Japanese soldiers guarding the cells were transferred to the front line for support, which undoubtedly gave them a perfect opportunity to escape.

Wei Dayong used an embroidery needle in his hand and deftly turned the needle tip.

In just a moment, he skillfully opened the lock of the cell door.

After opening the lock, Wei Dayong carefully stuck his head out and quickly scanned the corridor.

The corridor was empty and so quiet that the only sound was the sound of gunfire in the distance.

He was delighted, knowing that this was a godsend opportunity.

Wei Dayong immediately walked to other cells and helped other prisoners open their doors one by one.

After Wei Dayong rescued all the prisoners from several nearby cells,

He led a group of prisoners of war and quietly approached the Japanese soldiers at the gate.

They crept along the corners, trying not to make any noise.

On the other side, Wang Bisheng was also busy rescuing prisoners from other cells.

At the gate, four Japanese soldiers were observing the situation outside with full vigilance.

They were concentrating on the direction of the battlefield and had no idea of the changes that were about to happen behind them.

Under the leadership of Wei Dayong, these prisoners of war had quietly approached the Japanese.

Wei Dayong tightly grasped the knife in his hand, and the tip of the knife flashed coldly under the dim light.

He turned and gestured to the dozen or so prisoners behind him.

The prisoners of war immediately understood Wei Dayong's intention.

While the four Japanese soldiers were still observing the battlefield ahead, Wei Dayong rushed out first.

He was agile and moved very quickly, and in an instant he was behind one of the Japanese soldiers.

Without hesitation, he stretched out the knife and stabbed the Japanese soldier's throat.

With just a scream, the Japanese soldier fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing this, other prisoners of war rushed out.

They each used their own skills, some using fists, some using kicks, and some using sticks, and they surrounded the remaining Japanese soldiers.

The three Japanese soldiers were frightened by the sudden attack and immediately tried to shoot, but it was too late.

The prisoners of war came in waves and completely subdued them.

Wei Dayong did not give these Japanese devils any chance to breathe.

He took a sharp bayonet from the Japanese soldiers and killed them one by one without mercy.

His movements were clean and neat, and every time he swung the knife he did so with ferocity.

After dealing with the Japanese at the door, they successfully controlled the entire prison area of the prisoner-of-war camp.

Wei Dayong quickly picked up a rifle and handed the other three rifles to the three prisoners of war.

"Everyone,"

"We have now taken control of the cell area. But our mission is not yet complete.

What we have to do is to defend this place and not let the little devils have a chance to counterattack. We must unite and resist the little devils together. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the prisoners nodded in agreement.

…………

The large office building in the POW camp has now become the last stronghold of the Japanese.

They retreated here one after another, trying to use the sturdy buildings to resist the attack of the Eighth Route Army.

Saburo Koi's face was solemn at this moment. He knew how serious the situation he was facing was.

He immediately ordered someone to count the remaining subordinates.

Soon, the team leader came back panting, his face full of fear and anxiety.

"Captain, this is terrible! We only have less than 80 people left."

After hearing this, Saburo Koi was shocked.

He didn't expect that in just over ten minutes, he would lose more than seventy soldiers, which was almost half of the combat power of his battalion.

He clenched his fists, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Baga! The firepower of these Eighth Route Army soldiers is so strong!"

"Order everyone to defend the office building to the death. Do not let the Eighth Route Army break in!"

After calming down a bit, Saburo Koi came up with a vicious plan.

He knew very well that the purpose of the Eighth Route Army's action was to rescue the prisoners of war, so he turned to the squad leader and said:

"Oh, right, go get some people to kill all the prisoners in the barracks. We must not let the Eighth Route Army succeed!"

"Hi!"

The team leader took the order and turned around to arrange personnel to carry out the order.

at the same time,

Outside the POW camp, Gao Da and Li Yunlong saw the Japanese soldiers retreating into the camp, and they couldn't help but feel happy.

"Comrades, come after me!"

Gundam shouted.

He led the soldiers of the county brigade and charged into the prisoner-of-war camp like a tiger descending from the mountains.

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