The monk's name was Wei Da Yong!
Because he had once become a monk in Shaolin Temple, he got a nickname, Monk Wei.
He was a squad leader of the 27th Division of the Central Army. He was wounded and captured by the Japanese during the Battle of Xinkou.
Three months ago, before he was executed by the Japanese, his death sentence was suddenly canceled and he was sent here.
After arriving here, Wei Da Yong finally understood why the Japanese didn't execute him. It turned out that there was a special Japanese who specialized in training prisoners of war.
After three months of understanding, Monk Wei had already determined that the devils here were very powerful.
They had special methods that ordinary Japanese did not have.
He was ruthless, decisive, and killed people like flies!
He had seen with his own eyes the tragic scene of his companion's neck being broken in one move and his throat being slit with a knife.
He could not help but worry about his fate.
After lying low for three months, he finally got this great opportunity today!
As soon as he said that, a few captives in the Central Army uniform and an 8th Army uniform were immediately tempted.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together!
Those who could be on good terms with Monk Wei were all people with martial arts. They were unwilling to be sacrificed just like that and unwilling to become the training tools of the devils.
At this moment, they looked at each other and understood each other's feelings.
He couldn't help but nod in approval at Monk Wei's suggestion.
"Yosh!"
At this moment, a Japanese special forces soldier stepped out of the team.
He coldly swept his gaze across the hundred prisoners of war before him. The corners of his mouth curled up into a cruel smile.
"Prisoners of war, today is your most relaxed day. Therefore, I will give you a chance to live!”
"You don't have to face us alone. You can face us in three or four people.”
"Today, you don't need to use your bare hands. You can pick up your weapons and fight any one of us!”
"If you kill any of us, you can be released and return to your troops or hometown!”
"You are the Fire Country's regular army, the soldiers who protect the Fire Country. Do you dare to step out and fight me and my soldiers?”
The Japanese who looked like a lieutenant held his head high and looked at the prisoner in front of him with disdain. He waited quietly.
"Brothers, the three of us will go and experience the depth of the Japanese.”
After a while.
Three captives dressed in the uniform of the Central Army suddenly stood out.
They rubbed their fists and rubbed their palms, their faces revealing anticipation.
However, the eyes of the Japanese they were facing were shining, and their faces were filled with cruelty and ruthlessness!
When Monk Wei saw this expression, his expression darkened.
He knew that those three fellows would not survive.
As expected!
In just 15 minutes, three captives had died at the hands of the Japanese.
One of them had his neck snapped in one move, one had his heart crushed by a kick, and one had his head smashed by a hammer.
It could be said that his death was extremely tragic!
"Haha, the Fire Country's soldiers are all a bunch of cowards. They couldn't even dodge a single move from me, how useless!”
After killing the three captives, the devil became extremely arrogant.
He waved his fists and taunted everyone in the prisoner of war camp!
The captives were filled with hatred, but no one dared to provoke them.
But there were always surprises.
At this moment, Monk Wei stepped out of the crowd.
He pointed at the lieutenant and said coldly.
"Kid, let grandpa fight you!”
"Wow, you still have guts. You want to pick two more?!”
After killing three prisoners of war, the first lieutenant became extremely excited.
"Forget it, I like to kill dogs alone!”
"Baka Yalu!"
"Your words and your arrogance have successfully angered me. I will make you wish you were dead!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Japanese lieutenant pounced on him like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.
He attacked with a killing move, aiming straight for Monk Wei's throat.
If one's throat was restrained, no matter how capable one was, they would not be able to escape the fate of death.
Monk Wei's throat was about to be restrained and he was about to die.
At this critical moment.
Monk Wei suddenly disappeared from the first lieutenant's sight.
The silence startled the first lieutenant and he hurriedly turned around.
In the next second.
He saw a fist the size of a sandbag rapidly expanding in his pupils.
"Baka…"
With a strange cry, he wanted to dodge.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Bang!
The sandbag-sized fist was as fast as lightning as it smashed into his neck.
It was so painful that he let out a scream that was more miserable than a pig being slaughtered.
Take advantage of his illness and take his life!
Monk Wei's eyes narrowed.
He grabbed the ghost's head with both hands and twisted it!
Crack!
The Japanese soldier went straight to hell.
From the moment the devil attacked to the moment his neck was broken by Monk Wei, it had only been an instant.
The entire training ground fell silent.
The prisoners of war, the special forces, and even the Japanese soldiers standing on the high hill were all shocked.
"Is he that powerful?"
In the prisoner of war camp, the few prisoners who wanted to escape were shocked.
His eyes were bloodshot and his body trembled.
There was hope!
" Bagaya Road?!"
"How dare you kill a warrior of my Locust Army!”
The Japanese also reacted quickly.
Crack, crack!
The bolt was instantly pulled.
Seeing this, Monk Wei quickly reacted and was about to snatch the gun from the ghost he killed and fight to the death with the ghost.
However, he still underestimated this group of special ghosts. Their reaction speed was not inferior to his.
It was only for a moment.
He had nowhere to hide and was about to die under the chaotic spears.
At this critical moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, several cannonballs fell from the sky and smashed into the barracks not far away from them.
Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded.
They directly blew up the barracks of the young devils.
It also scared the Japanese on the training ground and the Japanese on the high wall.
How could Monk Wei let go of this opportunity?
His eyes immediately lit up as he snatched the submachine gun from the Japanese who was close at hand. At the same time, he turned around and shouted.
"Follow me if you don't want to die!"
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