In the southwest corner of Taiyuan City, the Japanese prisoner of war camp.
This was the largest prisoner of war camp of the Japanese First Army stationed in North China. It was heavily guarded, with barbed wire fences and a sentry post every three to five steps. There was also a heavy machine gun position piled up with sandbags at the door.
Why didn't he kill her?
That was because they were useful. The Japanese needed these captives to do hard labor and build various fortifications. They also needed these captives to do some human bacteria experiments. From the beginning of the war, the Japanese did not treat the Chinese captives as humans. However, they asked the Chinese to treat their captives well. Only the Japanese would do such a shameless thing.
Thump thump.
A Japanese major strode over with a gloomy expression. He was also Yamamoto Ichiki's subordinate and did not follow him to carry out the operation last night. But now, there was news that Yamamoto Ichiki and the others were all dead. This made him want to kill and vent his anger.
Swoosh.
Staring at the prisoners huddled together in front of him, he revealed a scornful sneer and twisted his neck." Damn Zhi Na pig, come, I'll give you a chance. Beat me and I'll let you go."”
The group of captives did not speak. These days, they had been tortured until they were exhausted. They did not have enough food or sleep. How could they fight?
Moreover, they all knew that this Japanese was very strong in unarmed combat. He had used their prisoners of war to train many times and would kill many people every time.
"Don't you dare? Hmph, a bunch of sick men of East Asia, cowardly pigs.”
That guy sneered.
"Damn it, I can't take it anymore."
A young man clenched his fist and walked over with a fierce expression." I'll do it."”
"Yuxi."
The young officer nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand, and hooked his finger.
"Ah."
Thump thump.
Whoosh.
A heavy punch came whistling out. The Japanese major turned his body slightly and easily dodged it. Then, his right hand reached out like lightning and grabbed the man's arm with a snap. Then, he suddenly twisted it.
Crack.
A terrifying bone-cracking sound rang out. Before the man could scream, his clenched left fist smashed into the man's temple. With a bang, the man's head tilted to the side. Blood flowed out of his nose and mouth, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Awesome!
The Japanese commander twisted his neck and looked at the captives again." Who else?”
Crack.
In the crowd, a bald man wearing a national army uniform with scars on his head suddenly clenched his fists. His name was Wei Da Yong, a member of the 72nd Division of the Central Army who was captured in the Battle of Xikou.
He had had enough of watching the Japanese kill people without being able to do anything. He felt aggrieved. Now that he had the chance to kill the Japanese, even if he died, it was nothing. Killing one was enough. Killing two was a profit.
He parted the crowd and strode over.
"Yuxi."
The devil's junior officer sneered. Another one was here to die. He kicked the ground and took the initiative to attack Wei Da Yong.
Whoosh.
A heavy fist smashed over. It was fast and powerful. Clearly, this ghost did have some strength.
Bang!
The two fists instantly collided. The ghost's expression immediately changed. He took a few steps back. His right hand was already hanging down, and he felt a faint pain.
Whoosh.
Looking at Wei Da Yong, he took a deep breath and was a little frightened. These prisoners of war were usually tortured and had to eat a few meals. This guy actually had such strength? He didn't believe this.
Thump thump.
Swoosh.
He rushed in front of Wei Da Yong and with a tap of his foot, his entire body rose into the air. His right foot swept out like a thick iron rod, bringing with it an ear-piercing sound of wind.
Bang!
Wei Da Yong blocked the attack with a kick and then pounced forward.
Not good!
The face of the young officer changed drastically. He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Thump.
At this moment, he felt as if he had been hit by an oncoming car. His entire body was sent flying and landed heavily on the ground with a thud. He opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Whoosh.
Before he could get up, the sound of the wind rang out, and his vision darkened.
It was Wei Da Yong who pounced over. He bent his right leg and used his knee to hit the chest of the ghost. In an instant, his chest caved in and blood gushed out of his mouth. His eyes were wide open as he died.
"Baka."
A soldier beside him cursed and raised his head.
Bang!
Gunshots rang out, but Wei Da Yong raised his head. His eyes were wide open. He saw Jiang Chen walking over from behind. The Desert Eagle in his hand kept firing, shooting bullets.
Puff! Puff!
After being killed, the Japanese soldiers fell into a pool of blood. However, all of them died with grievances. How could someone kill their way in? Were all the guards outside dead?
They were right about this. Jiang Chen had indeed killed all the Japanese soldiers outside. The whole city was searching for him. Some of the guards in the prison camp had also been transferred away. If Jiang Chen, who had eaten so many special forces skill books, still couldn't get in, he would be killed.
After leaving the comfort station, he headed towards the prisoner of war camp. Unless he exploded an atomic bomb, he would not be able to defeat the thousands of Japanese soldiers alone. Therefore, he needed help.
Thump thump.
Jiang Chen walked over and took a look at those prisoners of war." Look at you. You're all dejected. What's wrong with being prisoners of war? The Japanese ate well, were strong, and had good weapons and equipment. It was not embarrassing to lose, but they could be defeated, but they definitely could not be defeated. Raise your hands and touch your pants. Are there still balls in your pants? If there are, then you are a man. If you are a man, then pick up your guns and kill them with me.”
"F * ck the Japanese."
Wei Da Yong shouted and picked up the huge lid from the ground.
"I have balls. I'll fight them.”
"At most, I will die."
"I'm going all out."
The captives all shouted and picked up the guns that the soldiers had thrown on the ground.
"Very good, this is what a Chinese man should be like. Let those Japanese see that real Chinese men have balls and guts. Even if they die, they will bite off a piece of their flesh, right?”
Jiang Chen said loudly. He didn't think these captives were anything special. The Japanese were famous for being tough. If they weren't idiots, they would still be Chinese men, and they were worth saving.
"What should we do?"
Wei Dayong came to Jiang Chen's side, exuding a valiant aura.
"Go over and remove the machine guns from the arrow towers.”
"Alright."
"Everyone else, load your bullets and bayonet. Follow me.”
"Yes."
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