With the sound of leg shackles being dragged, the captives walked out of the room one by one.
"Damn, we're in big trouble."
Zhao Dashan cursed in his heart as he realized that something was not right.
It seemed that the current situation was different from what was portrayed in the TV series. The current situation was the real one.
Every prisoner of war was handcuffed and shackled.
In this situation, it would be difficult to escape.
But Monk Wei could escape. How did he do it?
Doubts flashed through Zhao Dashan's mind.
He followed the other prisoners out of the room while thinking.
The first thing he did when he walked out was to look around carefully. He used the special sensitivity of the special forces and his super-long eyesight to judge the surrounding environment.
His current goal was 39, which was several times higher than that of ordinary people. This kind of super strong eyesight allowed him to feel that he could clearly see very far away.
Even the special forces soldier's body was too different from his current eyesight.
The prisoner of war camp was huge, with walls three meters high.
9 o'clock, 12 o'clock, and 6 o'clock, there's a sentry.
If he was not mistaken, the weapon in his hand should be a Japanese Type 13 rifle.
This type of rifle had a range of about 300 meters. Its accuracy was average, and it fired two bullets per second.
The most troublesome thing was that there was a heavy machine gun on the tower in the middle of the prisoner of war camp. However, two soldiers of the Imperial Association were smoking and chatting leisurely beside the heavy machine gun…
Obviously, he wasn't vigilant at all and didn't expect something unexpected to happen.
Now, Zhao Dashan's hearing was also very good. When he focused, he could actually hear the conversation of the two Imperial Association soldiers on the tower 200 meters away.
One of them spat out a mouthful of smoke and said,"The special forces team under the Sakata United Team will be here soon. I heard that their equipment is extremely advanced. They are equipped with American submachine guns and M3 American melon grenades. Their helmets are all specially made.”
"Yeah, yeah, I heard that they're not only good at gunfights, but also very skilled…"
Zhao Dashan didn't continue listening. He furrowed his brows deeply. Indeed, it came so quickly.
There were about a hundred Huang Xie soldiers below. He glanced at them and ignored them.
The time they had to escape was very short.
The Huang Xie Army could not react in time. If everything went smoothly, even the sentries would not have time to shoot.
The most troublesome thing was that he was now wearing shackles. If he could not run up, he would not be able to climb over the three-meter high wall.
What should he do?
As he was thinking, he started to pay attention to the prisoners of war. There were about 300 prisoners of war here.
Soon, he found a big bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He stood straight. It was Monk Wei Da Yong.
At this moment, Monk Wei was also handcuffed and shackled.
Zhao Dashan suddenly thought of something when he saw Monk Wei's outfit.
In the plot, Monk Wei had escaped from the prisoner of war camp. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become a fierce general under Li Yunlong.
If he had a way to escape, how did he do it?
It seemed that the only way for him to do so was to pay more attention to Monk Wei.
If he missed this opportunity to escape, he would probably die here. It was too tragic to die here after transmigrating.
Moreover, now that his system was possessing him, it was obvious that he was going to counterattack.
Thinking of this, he pretended to be very casual and leaned towards Monk Wei.
As he approached her, he touched her with his hand and gave the system a command,""Exploration technique."
The next moment, a page that only he could see appeared in front of him.
Name: Wei Dayong
[Age: 23]
[Strength: 42 (Normal 1-10)]
[Agility: 34 (Normal 1-10)]
[Vision: 12 (Normal person: 1-10)]
[Hearing: 11 (Normal person: 1-10)]
[Reputation: 20]
[Skill: Fighting Mastery Level 3]
[Inheritance: Shaolin Fist]
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"Mm, not bad."
Zhao Dashan checked on Wei Da Yong's condition and nodded. Wei Da Yong's strength was slightly greater than his, but his agility was slightly inferior.
He had already reached Fighting Mastery Level 3.
He was the same level as when he was a Level 4 Special Forces soldier. However, he was now a Level 4 Fighting Specialist, so he could easily defeat him.
At this moment, Zhao Dashan heard the roar of a car in the distance. Judging from the distance, it was about two kilometers away.
He was here!
Zhao Dashan quickly came to a conclusion. If his guess was correct, this car was the Japanese Special Forces.
It didn't take long for Zhao Dashan to notice that the Imperial Association soldiers stationed at the sentry posts had all readied their guns and aimed at the prisoners below.
Especially that heavy machine gun. The Imperial Association soldiers who were smoking earlier had already returned to their positions. The heavy machine gun maintained a good posture and was ready to fire at any time.
This situation made the group of captives look around, not knowing what was going on.
Monk Wei raised his head and looked at the heavy machine gun on top, frowning.
However, Zhao Dashan knew in his heart that the Japanese special forces had arrived because the roar of the car was right at the door.
The reason why he was so vigilant was that he was worried that the prisoners would take the opportunity to escape when the door opened.
There was nothing to be nervous about!
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