As soon as the riot broke out in the prisoner-of-war camp, a steady stream of little Japs rushed out and tried to stop the prisoners of war.
Some fast-running prisoners of war had already rushed out, but Monk and Niu Qi were left behind.
Seeing that the Japanese were about to catch up.
"Monk, go quickly, we won't be able to leave if you hold me for a while!"
"You will definitely do a lot when you go out because of your skills. I, Niu Qi, can't let the brothers in the regiment lose their roots!"
"Let's go!" Niu Qi pushed the monk away and roared with wide eyes.
Before the monk could reply, Niu Qi had already rushed back and fought with the gang of Japanese in order to delay the monk for a few seconds to escape!
The monk gritted his teeth and ran towards the door without hesitation.
"Old Qi, I will definitely avenge you on these little devils!"
After a burst of stabbing, the monk rushed out of the gate and left the group of Japanese behind.
Niu Qi fell to the ground and was stabbed several times. After seeing the monk escape, he finally closed his eyes peacefully and murmured: "Monk, I will repay your life..."
Lin Zhong brought over two hundred prisoners of war, but the monk was never seen.
"Where's my Bodhidharma, why doesn't he come out..."
After waiting for a few more seconds, I finally saw the monk!
The monk was running staggeringly, and there were at least thirty or forty pursuers behind him with guns aimed at him.
"Zhang Dabiao, stop those little devils!"
"yes!"
【Ding! The system detects the appearance of an important person with a bright sword - is the monk checking in? 】
Lin Zhong was shocked, important person? Check in!
It turns out that additional rewards will be triggered after meeting important people.
【Ding! Check in successfully and receive a silver treasure chest*1 as a reward! 】
...
After a while, Zhang Dabiao brought the burly monk over. For this battle, Lin Zhong left seven or eight brothers at the gate of the prisoner of war camp.
The monk looked confused, but he still said: "Thank you, sir!"
"Sir, can you give me a gun? My brother is inside and I want to avenge him!"
As he spoke, the monk no longer had the upright aura, and the corners of his eyes were even a little moist.
Lin Zhong: "What if I give you a gun? If you go in now, you will die!"
"There is at least one Japanese squadron inside. If your brother knew that you were going to die like this, he would never rest in peace even if he died!"
"Sir, I'm going to work with you. Please go in and avenge my brother!" The monk said with firm eyes, and then asked another question.
"By the way, sir, are you the Central Army or the National Army?"
Lin Zhong said slowly: "Eighth Route Army."
Monk: "Eight Roads..."
After hearing that the group in front of him was the Eighth Route Army, the monk instantly lost his energy. He thought that the broken guns of the Eighth Route Army were not an army at all.
Moreover, the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp behind him was a fortified fortress composed of heavy firearms and equipment. It was impossible to seek revenge by relying on Tubal Road.
The monk cupped his hands and said, "Sir, Wei Dayong will repay his life-saving grace one day, but now I have to go to the commanders of my local army and ask them to help me avenge him."
Lin Zhong smiled. He knew what the monk meant, and then said: "If I avenge you, this prisoner of war camp will depend on whether you follow me or not."
The monk who heard this stopped and said, "Sir, are you kidding? If you can help me get revenge, my life will be yours from now on."
It was Niu Qi who taught him how to shoot a gun since he joined the army. Niu Qi has grown older and has taken care of him as his younger brother in the past few years. Now that his brother has been killed, Wei Dayong wants to tear these little devils apart!
"Very good." Lin Zhong did it just by the monk's words!
It is easy to find a general among thousands of armies, but it is difficult to find a general. The monk is definitely the best general among generals. There is a person who can take the head of an enemy general out of thousands of armies. Such a talent Lin Zhong cannot let him go.
"Signal Corps! Telegraph to the new regiment headquarters!"
"All the first, second and third battalions are dispatched. Take out all the heavy weapons from the warehouse and assemble in the back of the Qingshan Prisoner of War Camp in thirty minutes!" Lin Zhong shouted.
"yes!"
The monk and the more than 200 prisoners of war behind him were a little confused. What does this mean? Do you really want this little equipment on Tubal Road to fortify this Prisoner of War Fortress?
"Dharma, I'm going to tell you later, our Eighth Route Army is by no means worse than any other army, and it's also better than any other army!" Lin Zhong replied loudly.
Monk: "Dharma, Dharma?"
...
Half an hour later, the sound of horse hooves could be heard on the small slope of the back mountain. Sun Desheng's cavalry battalion was the first to arrive!
Soon after, the sharpshooting company and the entire commando battalion arrived!
Swish, swish, swish! Except for the fourth battalion, the first, second and third battalions were all present.
More than 800 people stood upright in front of Lin Zhong!
Zhang Dabiao: "Report to the commander that the first battalion has assembled!"
Shun Liu: "Report to the leader that the second battalion has assembled!"
Sun Desheng: "Report to the commander that the three battalions have assembled!"
The sudden, orderly and powerful scene shocked more than 200 prisoners of war and Monk Wei.
The monk looked at the Eighth Route Army in front of him and swallowed his saliva, "Is this the Eighth Route Army? It's different from what I saw before..."
Many prisoners of war were also dumbfounded, and they were even more stunned when they saw the weapons on the backs of these Eighth Route Army soldiers.
Mortars, Czech style, and what’s even more terrifying is that the entire regiment of 98k even has a cavalry battalion!
"Zhang Dabiao, give each of these brothers who escaped from the prisoner of war camp a gun and ten rounds of bullets. Those who were captured will be beaten in the same way!"
"Brothers, the little devil has bullied others too much, beat him up like a son of a bitch!"
Lin Zhong shouted angrily. After his words, the heroes cheered up and all the prisoners of war roared with guns!
"Beat him son of a bitch!"
They were all well-known men, and they had a fire in their hearts when they escaped in such a mess. If they didn't fight back, they would probably never get rid of it.
Lin Zhong had already made a plan as early as just now.
"Zhuzi, later you will use mortars to blow up four sentries for me!"
"In a moment, the sentry battalion and the prisoner-of-war brothers will all rush into the gate for me. After one round of shooting, I will kill at least half of the Japs!"
"After the commandos break through the gate, the cavalry battalion will follow and rush in to kill those little devils!"
"When the cavalry battalion rushes into the gate, the sharpshooting company and the commando team will cross cover one after another!"
"Quick fight and resolve the battle within thirty minutes!"
"start to act!"
The orderly arrangement surprised the monk, and once again refreshed the team's understanding of the Eighth Route Army.
The battle begins.
Bang bang bang!
Several sentry posts were instantly shattered under repeated mortar bombardments!
Next came Zhang Dabiao's commando team and more than 200 prisoners of war. As soon as they rushed in, the little Japanese were instantly confused. They had no idea where so many enemies came from.
Go! rush!
dadadadadadada
For a time, the gate of the prisoner of war camp was in flames of war with all kinds of guns and gunfire.
...
Everything was arranged as Lin Zhong had arranged, almost seamlessly. What was even more terrifying was that there was a sharpshooter in the group who was watching the battle on the field almost all the time!
Every time a Japs wanted to make a sneak attack, they would be sniped away by this sharpshooter. However, the Japs' heavy firepower was of no use at all, and they were sniped away by the smooth sharpshooters as soon as they came on the scene.
Ten minutes later, the monk was already killing everyone in the prison camp!
A Japanese soldier suddenly attacked the monk from behind. Just as the monk was about to turn around and fight back, he was shot down by a shot from several hundred meters away.
A huge bloody hole hit the devil's head!
The monk was shocked, "What a damn good shot, who shot him!?"
