After all the special Japs fell, the Japs on the gun tower found the opportunity to target Wei Dayong.

A 38-type cover, a Type 92 heavy machine gun with a crooked handle, and more than a dozen muzzles were fired at him instantly.

"Da da da!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wei Dayong suddenly dodged and jumped into the blind spot of the heavy machine gun in a few steps. The machine gun bullets bounced off several fistfuls of soil mist behind his heels.

Wei Dayong took out a tortoise box from the gun bag at the Japs waist.

"Pah! Pah!"

Two gunshots rang out, and the Japanese behind the heavy machine gun shuddered and fell on the machine gun!

A small hole the size of a thumb appeared on their foreheads, and blood was constantly pouring out.

"Fight the devil!"

When the machine gun misfired, the prisoners who had fled in all directions when the gunshots were fired jumped into the machine gun position.

"Da da da!"

The Japanese on the turret were hit by machine guns and kept falling off the turret.

"kill!"

The first prisoner of war who wanted to come out to fight with the Japanese was holding the crooked handle he had snatched and was attacking the Japanese.

With his comrades to share the pressure, Wei Dayong also let go of the fight and shot a little Japanese in the head.

Soon, the dozen or so Japanese who were responsible for guarding them were all eliminated.

The prisoners of war picked up the guy on the ground, and everyone looked at Wei Dayong, waiting for his next instruction.

"Captain Wei, we all listen to you. We will do whatever you say!"

"We all listen to you!"

"We're following you!"

It was still the prisoner of war who spoke first. With him taking the lead, the other prisoners of war also expressed their intention to follow Wei Dayong.

In the battle just now, two people were killed by the Japanese, and now there are eight of them.

And there were more than thirty Japanese soldiers in this prisoner-of-war camp.

If you run away now, before the other devils react, it's completely too late.

"When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins! I'll fight the Japanese!"

Running away is not his character.

"Fuck him!"

"Killing one is enough, killing two is enough to make a profit!"

The first prisoner of war, holding a crooked hand, was about to rush into the cell where the war was held.

"Wait! Use this!"

Wei Dayong stopped him, picked up the M3 submachine gun from the ground and threw it to them.

Just before the Japs fought with Wei Dayong, they took off their M3 submachine guns and placed them neatly at the foot of the wall.

In close combat, a submachine gun is easier to use than a crooked gun.

The prisoners quickly picked up the equipment of the Japanese special forces, hanging the M3 around their necks, a tortoise box on their waists, and a cantaloupe grenade. It can be said that they were armed to the teeth.

All this is said quickly, only two minutes in fact.

After everyone was ready, Wei Dayong took the M3 and headed towards the prisoner of war camp.

Previously, the Japanese came to the gun tower to support them, but were beaten back by the Type 92 heavy machine gun.

Wei Dayong was like a god of war at this moment. The prisoners of war followed him. Before they had a chance to shoot, the Japanese were already killed by Wei Dayong.

In less than fifteen minutes, all the Japanese in the prison camp were wiped out.

The prisoner-of-war camp held more than a hundred Chinese prisoners of war, all of whom were disheveled, sallow and thin.

Only the light yellow military uniforms on their bodies can tell that they were soldiers.

In the dark prison, he was oppressed and tortured for a long time.

Many brothers were taken out by the Japanese and never brought back again. They knew that those brothers would never come back.

Maybe, one day I will be taken out too.

There was a burst of gunfire outside, and the prisoners lowered their heads. The ten brothers who had just been taken out were gone.

However, within a few minutes, another burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.

The prisoners of war in the prison saw that the brothers who had just been taken out came back fighting!

The leader is none other than Monk Wei from the 27th Division!

I saw a submachine gun hanging on his chest. If someone blocks him, he will kill someone, and if he blocks a Buddha, he will kill Buddha!

When the last Japanese was killed by him, all the prisoners of war came to their senses.

"Squad leader, is the national army coming to rescue us?"

The person asking the question was a young soldier. He used to be a soldier in Wei Dayong's squad. He followed Wei Dayong in the Battle of Xinkou. The battle was very brutal. There were more than a dozen people in the squad, and only Wei Dayong and Xiao Liuzi were left.

two.

Xiao Liuzi and Wei Dayong are fellow villagers, both from Henan. He was drafted into the army as a young man and was only sixteen years old when he went to the battlefield.

At this moment, all the prisoners of war looked excited. They had been detained in the prisoner of war camp for two years, thinking that the Chinese army had finally come to rescue them!

No one would have dreamed that Wei Dayong would kill ten Japanese special forces with his bare hands and lead the prisoners of war to wipe out all the Japanese in the prison camp.

"Bullshit national army!"

Zhang Qing, who was standing behind Wei Dayong, was cursing.

"Is it the Eighth Route Army?"

There was a look of surprise on Xiao Liuzi's face. The Eighth Route Army had made a lot of trouble in the past few years. Even the Japanese looked frightened when they heard the word "Balu Road". It was said that the Eighth Route Army often moved in this area.

"It's not the Eighth Route Army, it's our squad leader Wei, kill ten elite Japanese soldiers with bare hands!"

"He stole the Japs' guns and brought us back to fight them!"

"All the more than forty Japanese in this prisoner of war camp have been wiped out!"

Zhang Qing looked at Wei Dayong as he spoke, with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

Before today, if someone told him that one person could kill ten elite Japanese soldiers with his bare hands, he would not believe it even if they were beaten to death!

Captain Wei is not only great in hand-to-hand combat, but his marksmanship is also amazing.

He shot a kid in the head with one shot. It was so violent that it was unbelievable.

Swish——

As soon as Zhang Qing finished speaking, all the captured national soldiers in the prison had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Who...who can tell me."
Chapter completed!