"Good guy, so many Japanese devils."

Liao Mingyu stroked his chin and looked at the prisoners with a cold and thoughtful look.

At first glance, there were hundreds of Japanese prisoners at the place where he stood, not counting those captured by the 200th Division. Conservatively, at least nearly 2,000 Japanese surrendered in this battle, and the number of people was still increasing.

Most of these Japanese soldiers were soldiers of the 165th Regiment with a low morale, and some were fainted by artillery shells on the battlefield, but such a huge number of prisoners was really unexpected.

"Seal, seat!"

Liao Mingyu turned his head and saw that it was Ayi. He immediately asked him: "How is the situation now? How many prisoners of war are there?"

Ayi hurried over to salute, but when he saw Liao Mingyu's gradually cold eyes, he seemed to remember something, and quickly put down his hand awkwardly and replied: "Uh... report to attend the seat. There are more than 700 prisoners in our area, and the 200th Division has the largest number, and there are about 1,200 people."

"Xing Fuquan and the others are in front?"

"Well, the second and third regiments are still chasing. That...Captain Long led his men to intercept the Japanese's retreat. I guess the battle is coming to an end now." A Yi answered quickly.

"Hmph, is this kid finally willing to come out now?"

Liao Mingyu said something unhappy. He guessed what Long Weng wanted to do, but he was angry that the boy quietly said nothing. He did not express his intention until everything was settled.

"Seat, what should I do with that... prisoner of war?" A Yi asked uncertainly. If it were shot to death in normal times, it would be, but this was the first time he had captured so many people, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Let them all dig holes and bring the prisoners from the 200th Division here too. There are so many Japanese corpses on the battlefield, and it will be bad if they don't bury them properly and cause malaria plague."

Liao Mingyu narrowed his eyes and ordered, although every word was reasonable, there was a hint of chill in his cold tone.

"I understand!" Ayi didn't think too much, and turned around and went to execute the command.

At this time, a hunting scene was still being staged in that mountain forest.

The defeat was like a mountain of fallen, and countless Japanese soldiers were driven around, unable to figure out the direction at all, so they could only do their best to avoid the enemy's pursuit, leaving various corpses along the way, and even more desperate Japanese soldiers threw away their weapons and tried to surrender to save their lives.

"Which unit is this? Haven't I told me that there is no need for prisoners!?"

Chen Jize, who was leading the charge, saw an infantry squad escorting four or five Japanese prisoners walking down the mountain. He immediately came forward and asked loudly: "Which regiment are you from?"

"Chief, we are from the Second Regiment. We are not captured by Japanese prisoners. The company commander asked us to send it down the mountain."

Although the leader of the squad leader did not know Chen Jize, he knew that the person who came was a high-ranking official when he saw the other party's military rank, so he quickly replied respectfully.

"Idiot! Do you need a squad to escort the four or five Japanese devils?" Chen Jize roared angrily.

The squad leader stood there for no reason, and didn't know what he did wrong.

Chen Jize snorted coldly, then walked to one of the Japanese devils, grabbed the collar and half-held the dwarf, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, raised up and asked: "Surrender? Why do you surrender? What qualifications do you have to surrender?"

The Japanese soldier was frightened by the sudden roar and had no idea what the Chinese officer wanted to do.

"I'm passing on my order that the Japanese army will not be allowed to surrender, and I will kill them all. Our third regiment does not need prisoners!"

When Chen Jize thought of those comrades and people who died tragically at the hands of the Japanese, it felt like they were burning with flames. As a prisoner, these Japanese were not worthy at all!

"yes!"

The soldiers did not dare to refute and immediately replied, then drove the prisoners to the side and ordered them to kneel down. The Japanese were at a loss and panicked. They didn't know that their fate had changed drastically in a few words.

Chen Jize was still as ruthless as ever to the enemy. Unlike the Second Regiment's behavior of constantly catching prisoners of war, he directly ordered the soldiers of the Third Regiment not to accept any Japanese surrender.

Most of the soldiers of the Third Regiment are ruthless and talkative people. Basically, they will solve the problem directly after the Japanese surrender, and they will not give the other party a chance to explain.

Then again, who has the time to care about these sporadic prisoners of war during the pursuit process is a waste of their precious time, and who knows what they are called in a ghost.

The entire battle is basically over now. With the front and back of the three main regiments, most of the remaining soldiers of the 18th Division were wiped out again, leaving only a small number of Japanese soldiers to escape from the encirclement. Some Japanese soldiers who were in a panic ran to the depths of the dense forest.

Even the locals dare not go too deep into those vast forests, for fear of losing their way and not being able to get out after entering. The results of these unfamiliar Japanese soldiers rushed in can be imagined.

...

As the sky gradually darkened, the sound of gunfire that had been ringing for a day also slowly stopped.

Deep in the mountains, Long Wen and his group were preparing to return home, but they had one more thing to do before that.

"One lieutenant general, three lieutenant assistants, and so many lieutenants... Haha, I'm rich!"

The senior Japanese officers on the ground were as unscrupulous as if they were defeated by a rooster. However, Long Weng was so excited that he danced and looked around the Japanese officers with a crazy smile on his face.

Can you be unhappy after arresting so many Japanese soldiers? And Shinichi Tanaka was among them, but now he closed his eyes and did not move.

This guy was not very lucky. Before being captured, he was blown up by a grenade and fell into a coma on the spot. Fortunately, he felt that the injury was not too serious, at least he had no life worries.

"Oh...this knife is pretty good."

Long Weng picked up a samurai sword with white scabbards, drew the knife out of the sheath. The colorful blade body and the exquisite hilt made of ivory were obviously not ordinary at first glance.

This is the best samurai sword besides the General Manager sword. Those assembly line products are really wasteful compared to them. If you want to say the quality is only comparable to the purple samurai sword of the Ginseng House.

At this time, seeing Long Weng playing with the samurai sword unscrupulously, the mood of one of the captives changed significantly, and his angry eyes stared at him.

"Why...you are yours?"

Long Weng laughed and joked playfully, and said as he hung the blade above the master's head: "A master can have such a sword. Can you also have such a big family?"

"あのバカなたちよ, kill してやる! (Chinese stupid pig, I want to kill you)"

The Major could not bear Long Wen's arrogant behavior, and struggled hard to roar at the top of his lungs. Although he couldn't understand the other party's words, he could clearly feel the irony and disdain.

Long Wen's eyes were slightly cold, and he raised his legs and shot it on the guy's face. With a scream, the Major was kicked to the ground.
Chapter completed!