"Good guy, so many little devils."
Liao Mingyu rubbed his chin and looked at these prisoners with cold eyes thoughtfully.
At a glance, there were hundreds of Japanese prisoners where he stood, not counting those captured by the 200 Division. It is conservatively estimated that at least nearly 2,000 Japanese surrendered after this battle, and the number is still increasing. .
Most of these little devils were soldiers of the disorganized 165th Regiment, and some were knocked unconscious by artillery shells on the battlefield, but such a huge number of prisoners was really unexpected.
"Take your seat, take your seat!"
Liao Mingyu looked for the voice and turned around. It turned out to be Ah Yi. He immediately asked him: "How is the situation now? How many prisoners of war are there?"
Ayi hurried over and prepared to salute, but when he saw Liao Mingyu's eyes turning cold, he seemed to think of something. He quickly put down his hand in embarrassment and replied: "Uh... I'd like to report to you, there are more than 700 prisoners in our area. The 200th Division had the most, capturing over 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." Ayi replied quickly.
"Humph, is this kid finally willing to get out now?"
Liao Mingyu said angrily that he had guessed what Long Wenwen wanted to do, but he was angry because the boy kept silent and didn't reveal his intention until everything was settled.
"Senate, what should we do with the... prisoners of war?" Ayi asked with some uncertainty. If he had just shot and killed him normally, this was the first time he had captured so many people, so he couldn't decide for a while. idea.
"Let them all dig holes and bring over the prisoners from the 200th Division. There are so many corpses of Japanese soldiers on the battlefield. If they are not buried properly, it will be bad if there is a malaria plague."
Liao Mingyu narrowed his eyes and ordered. Although his words made sense, there was a hint of chill in his cold tone.
"Understood!" Ayi didn't think much and turned around to carry out the order.
At this time, a hunting scene was still going on in that mountain forest.
The army was defeated like a mountain. Countless Japanese soldiers were driven in all directions. They couldn't figure out the direction at all. They could only do their best to avoid the enemy's pursuit. They left various corpses along the way, and some desperate little Japanese soldiers threw away their weapons. Trying to surrender to save his life.
"Which army is this soldier from? Didn't I tell you not to take prisoners!?"
Chen Jize, who was leading the charge, saw an infantry squad escorting four or five Japanese prisoners down the mountain. He immediately went up to them and asked loudly: "Which regiment are you from?"
"Sir, we are from the Second Regiment. There are no kid prisoners here. The company commander asked us to be sent down the mountain."
Although the lead squad leader didn't know Chen Jize, he knew he was a high official when he saw the military rank on his collar badge, so he quickly and respectfully answered.
"Idiot! Do you still need a class to escort four or five little devils?" Chen Jize roared angrily.
The squad leader stood there confused and didn't know what he had done wrong.
Chen Jize snorted coldly, then walked up to one of the little devils, grabbed the collar and half-lifted the dwarf, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, and asked: "Surrender? Why do you surrender? What qualifications do you have?" surrender?"
The Japanese soldier was frightened by the sudden roar and had no idea what the Chinese officer wanted to do.
"Give me an order not to allow the Japanese troops to surrender. Kill them all. Our third regiment does not need any prisoners!"
The thought of those comrades-in-arms and civilians who died tragically at the hands of the Japanese made Chen Jize's heart aching like a burning flame. These Japanese were not worthy of being captured!
"yes!"
The soldier didn't dare to refute and immediately replied. Then he rushed the prisoners to the side and ordered them to kneel down. The bewildered little devil was a little panicked. They didn't know that their fate had changed drastically in just a few words. The change.
Chen Jize was as ruthless as ever towards the enemy. Different from the Second Regiment's behavior of constantly capturing 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 were ruthless and talkative. Basically, when the Japanese surrendered, they would deal with it directly without giving the other side a chance to explain.
Then again, who has the time to take care of these scattered prisoners of war during the pursuit? It is a complete waste of their precious time, and who knows what they are screaming about.
Now the entire battle is basically over. Under the encirclement of the three main regiments, most of the remaining soldiers of the 18th Division were wiped out again. Only a small number of Japanese soldiers escaped from the encirclement, and some panicked little Japanese soldiers ran towards the dense forest. deep.
Even the locals didn't dare to go too deep into those vast forests, for fear of getting lost and unable to get out. The consequences of these unfamiliar little devils escaping in could be imagined.
…
As the sky gradually darkened, the sound of gunfire that had been going off all day slowly subsided.
Deep in the mountain forest, Long Wenwen and his party were preparing to return home, but before that they had one more thing to do.
"One lieutenant general, three lieutenants, and so many lieutenants... Haha, I am rich!"
The high-ranking Japanese officers on the ground were as spiritless as a defeated rooster, but Long Wenwen was so excited that he danced and looked around these Japanese officers with a maniacal smile on his face.
Can the officer be unhappy after arresting so many little Japs? And Tanaka Shinichi is among them, but now he has his eyes closed and motionless.
This guy was not very lucky. Before he was captured, a grenade blew up and he fell into a coma on the spot. Fortunately, it seemed that the injury was not too serious, at least there was no danger to his life.
"Yo...this knife is not bad."
Long Wenwen picked up a samurai sword with a white tassel and pulled it out of its sheath. The shiny blade and the exquisite handle made of ivory looked extraordinary at first glance.
This is the best samurai sword besides the general's sword. Those assembly line products are really useless compared to it. In terms of quality, it can only be compared with the purple samurai sword of Sanza.
At this time, after seeing Long Wenwen playing with the samurai sword unscrupulously, the mood of one of the prisoners, a major, changed obviously, and he stared at him with angry eyes.
"What...are you yours?"
Long Wenwen chuckled and teased playfully. He also hung the blade above the major's head: "A major can have such a sword. Do you also come from a wealthy family?"
"あのバカなdolphinたちよ, kill してやる! (Chinese stupid pig, I'm going to kill you)"
The major couldn't bear Long Wenwen's arrogant behavior, so he struggled hard and yelled at the top of his lungs. Although he couldn't understand the other party's words, he could clearly feel the sarcasm and disdain.
Long Wenwen's eyes were slightly cold, he raised his leg and landed a kick on the guy's face. With a scream, the major was kicked to the ground heavily.
"What are you screaming about? Did I give you a damn face?"
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