At the same time!
In the prisoner of war camp," Monk! Hurry up and leave!"
Lei Meng panted heavily. His right arm had been slashed by the Japanese, but he seemed to be in no pain!
"Meng Zi! Let's go together!"
Tyrant paused and gritted his teeth.
"No!"
"This batch of Japanese is not ordinary. You won't be able to leave even if you don't leave!”
"Go back and find the Central Army. Tell them that the Japanese are using us Chinese for training!”
"Motherf * cker! Blast them!" Lei Meng said with bloodshot eyes.
There were many Japanese in the prisoner of war camp. Although the brothers in the prisoner of war camp were all good at fighting and were all veterans!
But there were no weapons!
With their own strength, it was simply not enough to break out of the prisoner of war camp!
Especially the machine guns on the sentry towers at the four corners, which suppressed the chaos almost instantly!
His brothers were already hiding behind cover. Only he and the monk were in a blind spot. The machine guns couldn't hit them at all, and behind them was the wall of the prisoner of war camp!!
"I'm not leaving!"
"Damn Japanese!"
"Monk!"
"The Central Army can't all die here!"
"You are the best!"
"Now is the time! I want to fight alongside my brothers!”Lei Meng turned his head and glared at the monk!
With so many machine guns on the sentry tower, he did not have the ability to survive!
The most important reason was that he was from the Central Army!
He was even a company commander!
Most of the brothers in the prisoner of war camp were his subordinates. He could not abandon them!
"Meng Zi!"
"This is an order!"
Meng Zi shouted loudly.
"I'll go out and find someone to save you immediately!”
"Meng Zi! Hold on!"
Seeing this, the monk gritted his teeth and ran up, grabbing the wall with one hand!
He landed steadily on the opposite side of the wall!
……
"Guild Leader!"
"The people have already come out!" On the slope, Zhang Dabiao quickly walked to Ding Wei's side. At the same time, a tall and burly man stood beside him. It was the monk, Wei Dayong!
"Yes!" Ding Wei looked at the monk in front of him and nodded.
"Are you the 8th Bureau Chief?" Tyrant paused.
"Haha!"
"You can tell from my military uniform, right?”Ding Wei said with a smile.
"Eighth Route Officer! Please save my brothers!" Tyrant knelt down on one knee with a solemn expression.
"Brothers?"
"Yes, I am! Sir!"
"They are all my brothers! They were all in the prisoner of war camp, surrounded by the Japanese!”
"How many people are there?" Ding Wei said with a solemn expression.
"It was originally a company!"
"But when I came out, I had more than twenty casualties!”
" Now…" The monk hesitated.
Actually, he was also quite shocked. Originally, after he had finished speaking with Meng Zi, he had come out to find someone to save them. However, just as he left the prisoner of war camp, he met a group of people!
However, after knowing that it was the eighth route, the monk's originally warm heart turned cold!
It was because the equipment of the eight routes was too poor!
And in front of him was a prisoner of war camp that was easy to defend and difficult to attack! Especially those four watchtowers, without heavy weapons to attack the city, no matter how many people went up, it would be useless!
But now, he could only try his luck! Right now, Meng Zi and the others should not be able to hold on any longer!
He couldn't just leave Mengzi and the rest alone inside. He knew that he would never be able to live with the loss of so many brothers for him!
Seemingly noticing Ding Wei's hesitation, the monk gritted his teeth and continued," Sir! The 33rd Company was captured on the frontline!”
"They are all real soldiers!"
"Thirty-three?" Ding Wei frowned.
"The Central Army?"
"Yes, I am! Sir!"
"Those are my brothers from the Central Army!”
Tyrant said solemnly.
"Yes!"
"Zhang Dabiao!" Ding Wei shouted.
"Guild Leader!"
"Pass on my order!"
"Five minutes later! Charge forward for nearly 700 meters!"
"All soldiers, prepare for battle!" Ding Wei took out the shell spear at his waist and said with killing intent in his eyes.
"Guild Leader! But the sentry tower hasn't been settled yet!" Zhang Dabiao said.
"The sentry tower won't last for five minutes!" Ding Wei waved his hand and interrupted.
"Yes, sir! Guild Leader!"
Zhang Dabiao stood at attention and ran away.
The monk at the side hesitated for a moment and was about to remind the Eighth Bureau Chief in front of him!
Everyone on their side had been exposed at the 700-meter position!
At the same time, within the attack range of the sentry tower, it would be difficult to take down dozens of machine guns, let alone the small team of hundreds of people in front of them.
As for what the eighth commander said, the sentry tower would not last for more than five minutes!
It was even more impossible!
After all, the watchtower was seven to eight meters tall. It was extremely difficult for guns to hit it unless it was a carpet bombing!
Just as the monk was about to speak!
He looked at the 8th Regiment Commander in front of him, who was completely focused on the prisoner of war camp!
And when he looked in the direction of it!
The monk was stunned!
Within sight!
Dozens of figures had arrived at the edge of the four corners of the prisoner of war camp!
Moreover, their military uniforms were very strange, as if they could blend into the surrounding scene. If one did not pay attention, one would not be able to see them!
Following that, the monk saw them throw out a special rope with his own eyes.
Like a loach in the water, he covered the distance of seven to eight meters in the blink of an eye!
The rope swayed slightly, and with a flip, it landed steadily in the sentry tower!
Then, he quickly took out the special blade he had on him and quickly slashed it across the neck of the Japanese who was holding a machine gun!
The entire movement was like flowing water!
The same action was happening in the other three sentry towers at the same time!
In less than two minutes!
The Japanese could no longer be seen standing up in the four sentry towers!
"Sir!"
"This…"
"My surname is Ding! Ding Wei!" Ding Wei turned his head and looked at the monk.
"Commander Ding!"
"Who are these people?" Tyrant couldn't help but ask.
Everything in front of him was about to break his understanding.
Moreover, with just a few glances, he could tell that these people's skills were not bad. Was every one of them strong?？
At the same time, in the monk's understanding, the stronger one's martial arts were, the more they would be able to kill. That was how they were!
"They are the guards of the new regiment!”
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