Several prisoners of war at the front of the team fell to the ground.
Monk Wei's movements were flexible, he rolled on the spot, quickly lay on the ground, set up his light machine gun, and pulled the trigger at the Japanese soldiers in front of him.
The light machine gun roared suddenly, and the hot bullets were sprayed towards the Japanese soldiers. The machine gun bullets hit the Japanese soldiers mercilessly on their chests, immediately mowing down seven or eight Japanese soldiers.
The other prisoners of war also followed up with Sanba Gai to fight back.
The remaining dozen or so Japanese soldiers were beaten and retreated steadily.
Upon seeing this, hundreds of prisoners of war roared in unison and continued to move towards the gate.
Monk Wei rushed forward with a light machine gun, quickened his pace, and soon caught up with the dozen or so Japanese soldiers. He directly held the light machine gun and swept across their backs.
After a burst of fierce gunfire, the dozen or so Japanese soldiers fell down.
now.
There are only more than two hundred people left in the two remaining Japanese squadrons. They have each occupied a bunker and are fighting back with guns in hand.
The Japanese soldiers who were suppressing the attack by Ding Wei and others did not notice a group of prisoners of war coming behind them.
Monk Wei carefully led the prisoners of war who had guns and carefully observed the situation on the battlefield. The other prisoners of war who did not have guns followed them obediently.
"Eh...Eight Road?" When Monk Wei noticed the clothes of Ding Wei and others, he was immediately dumbfounded.
"What, Eighth Road?"
"When did the Eighth Route Army have such good equipment?"
"It's a submachine gun and a mortar again, don't get it wrong!"
…
The prisoners of war talked a lot, their faces full of surprise.
How new is it? There are submachine guns and mortars on Tubal Road. How dare you attack a prisoner-of-war camp with great fanfare?
"Why do you care so much? Let's rush out together!" Monk Wei roared: "Kill all these little devils!"
"kill!"
"Kill them all!"
"Brothers, charge!"
…
These veterans have been holding back for too long, especially in such a depressing environment.
Not only do they have to perform heavy physical labor every day, but they also don't have enough to eat or wear warm clothes, and they are constantly abused by these Japanese soldiers.
Now that they have the opportunity to fight back, they will naturally not give up.
Hundreds of prisoners of war roared in unison and rushed towards the enemy's butt.
…
"Captain, someone seems to be shooting inside?" Mahan's ears were very good and he heard the sound very quickly.
Ding Wei smiled slightly and said nothing. He had heard the movement before, and the gunshots were getting closer and closer.
This is most likely because the prisoners inside heard someone coming from outside, and they are launching a counterattack.
If this is the case, it would be a good thing for them.
That this group of prisoners of war could launch a counterattack at this time shows that they still retain the instinct to fight.
suddenly.
They heard a roar coming from their ears.
"Captain, which way are you looking?" Mahan suddenly showed surprise and pointed in the direction of the Japanese's butt.
Following the direction of Mahan's finger, Ding Wei quickly noticed this group of soldiers who had just joined the battlefield.
Their strength is about five hundred, and most of them have no weapons in their hands. They still have iron chains hanging on their wrists.
But this did not affect them at all. The prisoners of war who had no weapons in their hands used iron chains as weapons to lock the Japanese's throats, and they fought together.
Ding Wei could tell at a glance that these prisoners of war were not ordinary and had excellent combat qualities.
This time I found a treasure!
Ding Wei immediately became happy. What he lacked was soldiers who could quickly enter combat status.
Moreover, they fought in an orderly manner and were not chaotic at all. They dared to fight the Japanese soldiers with their bare hands. They were obviously a group of veterans on the battlefield.
After Ding Wei killed several Japanese soldiers, he soon noticed a familiar figure among the Japanese soldiers.
"Huh? Monk Wei!" Ding Wei said with a smile on his face: "Why is this kid here?"
Ding Wei suddenly became happy, this boy's fighting ability is not weak.
At first, he killed a Japanese special forces commander with his bare hands, and then killed four more Japanese special forces.
If you can take him under your command, it will definitely strengthen the combat effectiveness of the 28th Regiment. That boy from Dynasty has always wanted to go to the battle order, and he has long been enough to be a guard.
at this time.
Ding Wei didn't bother to care about why Monk Wei suddenly appeared here. He just called and didn't find any Japanese special forces.
But now that he has encountered it, Ding Wei is naturally unwilling to let it go.
"Hahaha, Lao Li, I want Monk Wei first, so you guys can't even think of using him as a guard!" Ding Wei made up his mind.
"Stop playing around and resolve the battle quickly!" Ding Wei shouted.
Following Ding Wei's order, hundreds of soldiers immediately launched an attack, holding submachine guns in their hands, and kept harvesting the lives of the little devils.
In close combat, the submachine gun can be called the king, and the remaining Japanese soldiers were beaten without any backhand.
Coupled with the fact that they had been poked in the butt, they were a little concerned about the head and not the tail for a while.
Under the leadership of Ding Wei, their defense was instantly collapsed, and squadron leader Takagi Ryosuke was also hit in the head by a stray bullet.
Fierce gunfire echoed over the prisoner of war camp.
The battle in the prisoner of war camp gradually came to an end, as Ding Wei blew the head of the last Japanese soldier.
The battle in the prisoner-of-war camp was completely over. The little Japanese were lying on the ground. Ding Wei ordered the remaining soldiers to clean up the battlefield.
The battle just ended.
Monk Wei and other prisoners of war impatiently walked towards Ding Wei and the others.
"Thank you for coming to save us!" Monk Wei was the first to speak: "I don't know which department you are in and what is the organization?"
"Who are you?" Ding Wei asked.
He always felt that something was wrong in his heart. Logically speaking, Monk Wei should not be here, so he wanted to finally confirm his identity.
"Sir, I am the sergeant squad leader of the 27th Division of the Central Army, Wei Dayong." Monk Wei stood up and saluted.
"Sure enough!" Ding Wei thought to himself, his joy clearly reflected on the paper.
After calming down, Ding Wei looked at the other prisoners of war and asked, "What about you?"
"We are all from the 27th Division!" the prisoners of war replied in unison.
"You haven't said who you are yet." Monk Wei asked.
"Me?" Ding Wei smiled slightly: "I don't want to change my name or my surname. My surname is Ding, and my last name is only Wei. I am the leader of the 28th Regiment."
As soon as Ding Wei finished speaking, Monk Wei's eyes widened and he looked at Ding Wei in disbelief: "Sir, are you Ding Wei?
You are the Ding Wei who killed the Japs Prince. I heard that you also killed the Bantian Wing command post with one shot, and even the Bantian Wing was killed by you!"
"That's right, it's me." Ding Wei looked at Monk Wei with joy and asked with a smile, "Why, don't I look like him?"
"How could that be possible? When we were in the prisoner-of-war camp, we often heard about you and the 28th Regiment!" Monk Wei said excitedly.