Taking advantage of the moment when the wind and sand were blown up, Ichiro Watanabe flew towards Wei Dayong with a jab.
Wei Dayong caught Ichiro Watanabe's fist with both hands. Ichiro Watanabe bent down and gave a sharp kick to Wei Dayong's tibia.
Wei Dayong dodged the attack on one side of his body, and at the same time kicked out his right foot fiercely, hitting Ichiro Watanabe's chest, and Ichiro Watanabe flew out like a sack.
Watanabe Ichiro felt his chest was burning and it was very difficult to breathe.
Wei Dayong mocked again: "Young devil, your kicking skills are pretty good. Did you learn them from your wife?"
When Ichiro Watanabe heard this, his cheeks couldn't help but twitch violently. He didn't slap people in the face or scolded people.
"Baga!" shouted angrily, and his anger supported Ichiro Watanabe to get up from the ground, and kicked Wei Dayong straight to the chest.
Wei Dayong caught Ichiro Watanabe's right foot with both hands, twisted his hands to that side, and Ichiro Watanabe's body turned over involuntarily.
At the same time, Wei Dayong struck Ichiro Watanabe in the face with a cunning and vicious kick from top to bottom.
Ichiro Watanabe was lying on the ground, feeling his head was buzzing, his whole body couldn't exert any energy, he couldn't move, and he was about to turn over.
Looking at Ichiro Watanabe lying on the ground, Wei Dayong roared fiercely, suddenly stretched out his elbow, and flew up with an elbow, hitting Ichiro Watanabe directly on the back of the head.
Gaba——
The sound of broken neck bones was heard. Watanabe Ichiro's eyes suddenly burst out, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he tilted his head and completely lost his breath.
When the Japanese watching the excitement saw this sudden scene, they all took a step back in shock.
Taking advantage of the moment when the Japanese were stunned, Wei Dayong turned over and took out a pistol from Ichiro Watanabe, pointed it at the Japanese named Sangan and pulled the trigger.
Bang - Sangan was shot and fell to the ground.
The prisoners of war all reacted at once.
"ah!"
They rushed towards the nearest Japanese and started fighting.
A prisoner of war grabbed a submachine gun and pulled the trigger on the Japanese.
The next moment, the prisoner of war was beaten into a sieve.
The prisoners of war rushed towards the Japanese, the continuous firing of submachine guns sounded, and the light machine guns at the commanding heights also fired at the prisoners of war.
A large number of prisoners of war fell instantly under the rain of bullets.
Wei Dayong took this opportunity and rushed towards the wall that had been scouted in advance.
With extremely nimble skills, the bullets fired from the Japs' light machine guns at the commanding heights splashed a half-meter-high mud mist mark behind Wei Dayong's heels.
At this moment, gunshots rang out like exploding beans outside the prisoner of war camp.
The Japanese firepower point at the commanding heights received a shell, and even the light machine gun was overturned.
The Japanese on the sentry tower were shot into bloody sieves by bullets and fell down screaming.
The heavy machine gun in the turret only fired twice before going silent, and a mortar shell hit the gate of the prisoner of war camp.
With a loud bang, a big hole was blown into the wooden door in an instant. Several Japanese soldiers behind the door screamed and fell to the ground, their bodies covered with shrapnel and sawdust.
Someone is attacking a prisoner of war camp?
And the firepower is still fierce.
Wei Dayong reacted quickly.
Although he didn't know which kind of immortal came, Wei Dayong knew that if he suddenly ran out at this time, he would probably be accidentally injured and beaten into pieces.
After only thinking for a moment, Wei Dayong turned around, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger on the Japanese at the door about 20 meters away.
A mortar shell accurately landed at the gate again. The fire and smoke dissipated, and the gate of the prisoner of war camp was completely blown open.
The heavy machine gun in the turret screamed wildly again, and then went silent again.
More and more Japanese soldiers emerged from the prisoner-of-war camps.
However, the assault company had already reached the front, and a large German-made gun flew out from 35 meters away and sank into the gun tower's firing hole.
It was Wang Gensheng, the great shooter, who took the shot. Then there was a bang, followed by several screams, and fire and smoke splashed out from the shooting hole in the gun tower.
Although the turret received two 60mm mortar shells and was fine, Wang Gensheng's grenades caused the Japanese to suffer.
The power of the German-style big tumor, in such a small space as a turret, a small team of Japanese soldiers would either die or be disabled.
Because the Japanese sentries were watching the fun, the assault company was able to get close to the prisoner of war camp, and the prisoners inside rioted, completely attracting all the Japanese.
At this time, the assault company suddenly launched an attack outside, catching the Japanese by surprise and being stunned.
Coupled with the cover of light machine guns, mortars and snipers in the distance, the machine gun firepower points in the commanding heights and gun towers were completely useless.
The assault company rushed into the prisoner-of-war camp from the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp with a single charge.
Although there were still 6 Japanese special forces members in the prisoner-of-war camp, they were obviously unable to recover at this time.
After a fierce battle, all the Japanese in the prison camp were wiped out. The entire battle lasted less than 10 minutes.
After instructing the soldiers to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible, Zhang Dabiao squatted in front of Ichiro Watanabe's body and looked at Wei Dayong: "Did you kill him with your bare hands?"
"Why don't you just kill a Japanese with your bare hands? It's no big deal." Wei Dayong put the snatched pistol into his arms and said calmly.
Wei Dayong thought it was the National Army that attacked the prisoner of war camp, but he was slightly disappointed when he saw that it was the Eighth Route Army.
He was wounded and captured in the Battle of Xinkou, and was held in a prisoner-of-war camp for several years. During most of this period, he was forced to work by the Japanese.
I haven't found a chance to escape. Today I saw that the Japanese were preparing to kill them, so I made a desperate move.
But they didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army would just attack the prisoner of war camp.
Wei Dayong was surprised by the equipment and combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army. In his impression, the two members of the Eighth Route Army could not match a rifle, had very little ammunition, and were dressed in rags.
The eight soldiers in front of them were not only wearing large cotton-padded jackets, but also armed with submachine guns. They were armed to the teeth.
More than 60 Japanese soldiers in the prisoner-of-war camp were wiped out in less than 10 minutes. Their combat effectiveness was... a bit impressive.
Is this still Tubal Road?
Zhang Dabiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked Wei Dayong up and down: "Brother, are you interested in joining the Eighth Route Army?"
The regiment leader asked him to recruit special forces talents. Isn't there one in front of him?
When Zhang Dabiao rushed in, he saw Wei Dayong fighting the Japanese with a pistol.
After understanding what happened, it was known that Wei Dayong killed the leader of the Yamamoto special agent combat team with his bare hands and triggered a riot among the prisoners of war.
When Wei Dayong heard this, he stared at Zhang Dabiao and thought for a while, but did not give an answer immediately.
"My name is Zhang Dabiao, commander of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army." Zhang Dabiao asked, "Brother, what is your name? Which unit of the National Army do you belong to?"
"The new regiment of the Eighth Route Army? Is your regimental leader named Li Yunlong?" Wei Dayong did not answer when he heard this, but asked with a happy expression.
"Yes, how do you know?" Zhang Dabiao said in surprise.
"Sure!" Wei Dayong grinned slightly, "I will join the Eighth Route Army with you!"
Wei Dayong's original 27th Division of the National Army was one of the two divisions of the National Army that was defeated by the Bantian Alliance in the Battle of Xinkou.
From the mouths of new brothers in the prisoner-of-war camp, Wei Dayong heard that the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army defeated the Bantian unit and chopped off the head of the old Japs Bantian.
Li Yunlong led a new regiment to avenge the blood of the brothers of the 27th Division. Wei Dayong had long admired Li Yunlong.
Although Zhang Dabiao was curious about the other party's sudden change of attitude so quickly, but seeing that the other party agreed, he didn't ask any more questions.
Company commander Xu Yonghai ran to Zhang Dabiao, saluted and said: "Report to the battalion commander that the battlefield has been cleaned!"
Zhang Dabiao looked sternly: "Give me the order to retreat with the brothers from the national army!"
"yes!"
Immediately, the assault company and prisoners of war quickly withdrew from the prisoner of war camp and headed towards the Taihang base area.
When the Japanese from Shouyang County arrived at the prisoner-of-war camp, they saw that the prisoner-of-war camp was filled with corpses of Japanese soldiers.
