Liao Mingyu not only brought the guard battalion, but also several half-track armored vehicles from the tank battalion, as well as a large number of wheeled trucks. The team seemed very large.
The soldiers moved quickly and quickly established several firepower points around them. Their murderous look stunned all Yu Division soldiers present.
"Sir Liao, I'm afraid this is against the rules. We..."
Zhang Lixian looked a little embarrassed. It was really hard to imagine that the other party would make such a request.
According to his character, he would have sternly refused the situation immediately, but when he thought of this great god's temper and the experience of suffering several losses at the hands of others, his tone immediately softened:
"I am responsible for guarding these prisoners of war under the orders of the military headquarters. If something goes wrong, I cannot afford it. I would like to ask my superiors to show my respect, or I can have an order from the military headquarters. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what will happen?" Liao Mingyu asked.
"Otherwise...please forgive me for my humble position and incompetence."
Zhang Lixian braced himself and stood up straight. Although he was a little scared inside, he tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a soldier.
"Hey, Sir Liao, don't be angry. We are also following orders. You have a lot of supplies, so everything is easy to discuss."
Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, He Shuguang hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and said something nice to act as a peacemaker:
"You know the temper of our military commander. If we leave our posts without authorization, my brothers will be punished. Well... Do you think you should contact Commander Yu? If there is an order from him, we will leave immediately."
Unexpectedly, Liao Mingyu took the lead and said sternly: "This is the order of the military department. The prisoners of war have other secret arrangements. Stop being nagging and obey the order!"
"But we haven't received any news at all!"
"Yes, at least there must be a written order document..."
The two of them still wanted to argue, but they felt a cold gaze sweeping towards them.
"Is it because I'm not at a high level...or do you want to disobey me?"
Liao Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the moment he suddenly opened them, it was like a sharp sword that stabbed people in pain: "I, Liao Mingyu, will bear the consequences alone. If you keep talking nonsense...don't blame me for being rude!"
The bodies of Zhang He and Zhang trembled, and they could completely feel each other's intimidating ferocity. This kind of aura had never been seen in front of their military seats.
Liao Mingyu is indeed qualified and has the right to handle and arrange these matters. He does not even need to report to the headquarters. Even if they were killed for disobeying orders, no one would dare to say anything.
After all, the former was the top commander of the South Route Army. Before Stilwell came, he and Sun Liren had the highest status, and even ranked higher than Yu Xiaoqing in terms of military rank.
The surrounding soldiers of the Third Division were slowly approaching, and it looked like they were going to do something with their guns just because they had a disagreement.
Looking at the huge cannon barrels and the large number of aggressive soldiers of the Third Division, Zhang Lixian was sweating profusely, and He Shuguang was even more at a loss. Who the hell would have to deal with this, especially in this respect? In front of the reasonable Buddha.
"Sir Liao...this..."
"Yu Xiaoqing, then I will give him an explanation. Don't worry, this matter is none of your business. If you have anything to blame, just blame it on me. Now...can you get out of the way for me?" Liao Mingyu said with his hands behind his back. He softened slightly and preached expressionlessly.
These words can be regarded as giving the other party a step up. If you still don't listen, don't blame him for being rude.
"Huh... He Shuguang..." Zhang Lixian breathed out and spoke through gritted teeth.
"arrive…"
Is this going to kill the fish and break the net? He Shuguang's heart was in his throat.
"Order everyone... to give way to friendly forces!"
"Uh...yes!" He Shuguang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he was unwilling to do so, Zhang Lixian did not dare to confront Liao Mingyu in this situation. Not to mention that he was a lieutenant or general, just thinking about the few times he had been punished when he was the leader in the past made him already have lingering fears.
"You bastard little devil, hurry up and do something for me!!"
"What's the ghost's name? I'll make you an immortal!"
"Ahh..."
The order was issued, and more than a thousand Japanese prisoners were scolded and got up from the ground. The soldiers of the Third Division did not talk to them about etiquette. If they moved a little slowly, they would be punched.
The close contact between rifle butts and big leather shoes made these Japanese soldiers scream in agony. They were packed into the truck like pigs and sheep, and their screams spread throughout the camp.
"Chief Liao, may I ask you...how do you want to deal with this group of prisoners of war?" He Shuguang asked curiously.
"How to deal with it? Of course, send them back to their hometown!"
"ah??"
Liao Mingyu chuckled lightly and stood up and got into the car without waiting for the other party to ask again, leaving He Shuguang, who looked confused, to make plans secretly.
…
A total of more than 1,300 Japanese prisoners were escorted from Dayinglu to the south of the city and near the train station controlled by the South Route Army.
Most of the Japanese were stuffed into the truck, and the outside was covered with two layers of thick canvas. In order to pull Liao Mingyu in one go, a hundred ten-wheel trucks from the transportation group were used. The team drove out of the city in a mighty manner, and others Seeing what equipment and supplies they were pulling, no one knew there were prisoners of war inside.
"Get out of the car quickly!"
"Quick! Get down here!"
With a bang, the rear fence of the car was opened, and all the Japanese prisoners of war were driven out of the car at the urging of the soldiers.
"どうしたの?? Why did you bring us here?"
A Japanese soldier with a bruised nose and face covered his panda eyes and looked around. The wounds on his face were all from being beaten when he resisted in the camp.
Looking around, there were woods on both sides of the road, but there were a large number of Chinese soldiers staring at them fiercely. What is this for? Could it be...
The Japanese soldier was thinking wildly when an explosion came from behind him: "What the hell are you looking at!? Hurry up and move forward!"
Then the butt of the gun hit him hard on the back, causing the guy to stumble and almost fall to the ground in pain. The same happened to other Japanese soldiers. They were herded into the depths of the woods by the Third Division soldiers like ducks, not knowing what was waiting for them.
"I'll leave this to you. Don't make too much noise, but you must not miss anyone."
Liao Mingyu silently watched everything in front of him, his cold eyes without any emotion, and there was even a hint of enthusiasm and joy deep in his eyes.
"Fuquan understands, please rest assured, Jun, and I promise to complete the mission!" Xing Fuquan
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