Several Japanese were startled when faced with a group of prisoners who looked like wolves and tigers. After being beaten and kicked, they had forgotten that they even had guns in their hands. They were lying on the ground dying one by one. Those who were originally huddled behind
The doctor was about to step forward to help, but Yang Jingyu scolded him, pulled the bolt of his gun, and killed two of them before he became quiet.
Ma Xingkong stepped on the head of the most talkative guy: "Tell me, are you Japanese or Chinese?"
"Chinese..." "Bang!" As soon as the word "Chinese" came out, Ma Xingkong was shot in the head, and the brains mixed with blood flowed out from the back of the head. The second one did not dare to hide it, and honestly admitted that he was
The Japanese, Ma Xingkong, drove him behind. Some of the others were really not afraid of death, so they had no choice but to die.
After completely eliminating the spies hiding among the prisoners, Ma Xingkong threw a spear to Li Yong and said, "Watch them. If they don't obey, you know what to do!"
Li Yong nodded, drank the last glass of wine, and went to the back with the gun. Yang Jingyu saw that Ma Xingkong was ruthless, decisive, brave and resourceful, no worse than himself, and he began to feel that his master Li Shuwen was treating Ma
Xingkong's favor is well-founded. He said: "Junior brother, what should we do if we come down? Are we still going to trade with the Japanese?"
"Change, why not change, you can save a compatriot!" These words resonated with other prisoners, and everyone admired them. Ma Xingkong smiled and said: "But that major general cannot be handed over, that is our last
Trump card!"
"Understood!" Yang Jingyu nodded and shouted outside: "Little devil, look at what this is!"
Several prisoners threw out the corpses of the Japanese who had been beaten to death one by one. Yang Jingyu shouted from inside: "I'm telling you, stop playing tricks, otherwise, I will kill someone!"
Yoshio Okamoto looked at the corpse and asked Nomura Yu: "Did you send him in?"
"Yes!" Nomura Yuichi knew that this time he had underestimated Ma Xingkong: "Please forgive me!"
Yoshio Okamoto took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Don't play tricks with that guy, you are no match for him!" Yoshio Okamoto shouted towards the door: "Suzuki-kun is really powerful, you can do it in such a short time
I admire you very much when you find a problem. If the problem is solved, can we continue to do business?"
"Of course!" Ma Xingkong readily agreed: "But this time you come first, because you are not sincere. No matter how many prisoners you send in, I will naturally release the corresponding personnel! Let's get started!"
"Your Excellency, Commander, this...!" Yuichi Nomura said hurriedly: "They are clearly insulting our soldiers of the Empire of Japan!"
Yoshio Okamoto waved his hand: "Is there any other way now? For the safety of those experts and professors, and for the safety of Major General Maori, we have no choice! Let's get started!"
The space inside the iron gate is limited, and the number of Japanese hostages in Ma Xingkong's hand is also limited. I don't know where Okamoto Yoshio got so many prisoners, and he sent them in piles one after another. He saw that the trump cards in his hand were getting less and less.
When there were only five or six colonels and the major general left, Yang Jingyu finally couldn't hold it back and said: "Brother, we can't let them go anymore. It's hard to save so many people with just one major general. I think we can keep all of them."
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There was a room full of people, standing next to each other, with no room for a pin in the middle. A dozen of them were selected from them who were in relatively good health and strong, and handed out the seized guns and ammunition to form a small group.
It was a small team. Two people were dedicated to guarding the Japanese, and the others gathered at the door to prevent the Japanese from suddenly rushing in or doing anything else.
"Your Excellency, Commander! We have no more prisoners in our hands, and Major General Mori hasn't come out yet!" Nomura asked.
Yoshio Okamoto smiled: "Even if we have enough prisoners, Ma Xingkong will never let Major General Maori go. If it weren't for the importance of the documents and research results inside, he would have ordered a storm long ago!"
"What should we do now?"
"wait!"
"Wait?" Nomura didn't know what he meant, so he asked: "What does this mean?"
Yoshio Okamoto patted his shoulder lightly: "Nomura Army, the real showdown has just begun!"
Before he finished speaking, the iron door of the room suddenly opened. Ma Xingkong held a gun in one hand and Major General Maoli's back collar with the other, and walked out: "Back off, back off, everyone back off!"
Behind Ma Xingkong, several prisoners with live ammunition followed closely, watching every Japanese with vigilance. Major General Maoli felt particularly uncomfortable when Ma Xingkong's big hand pinched his neck, and he was pushed out step by step by Ma Xingkong.
Move. The Japanese took a step back, and Ma Xingkong and others immediately took a step forward. The two sides were at war with each other, and their lives could be left here at any time. Yang Jingyu led the remaining few people, and together with Li Yong, escorted the remaining Japanese.
Later.
The narrow corridor was tense. The Japanese retreated step by step. Ma Xingkong didn't know the way out, and certainly others didn't know either, but Ma Xingkong knew in his heart that the Japanese had sealed the place tightly, so that was definitely the way out.
Qiguai and Baguai really saw the bright light in front of them, and everyone showed a glimmer of hope. They knew that as long as they went out from here, there would be hope.
"Suzuki-kun, you can't run away. To tell you the truth, there is a large group of people waiting for you outside! As long as you walk out of that door, you will immediately become a target!" Okamoto Yoshio was not trying to scare him. Ma Xingkong knew that Japan
People value sacrifice. For the benefit of the empire, even if this major general dies, he will not let Ma Xingkong and others succeed. Ma Xingkong smiled slightly: "Really? Then let's give it a try! See if I can get out of here alive!"
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Yoshio Okamoto smiled and ordered loudly: "Everyone get out!"
No one raised any questions. The Japanese soldiers protected each other and quickly retreated outside the gate. Maori suddenly burst into laughter, his neck had been twisted after being beaten, and shouted at the door: "Okamoto, what did you do?
Very good! We must not let go of these people who are against the empire!"
Suddenly, Mao Li didn't know where the strength came from. He broke free from Ma Xingkong's hand, ran two steps, and hit his head heavily on the hard cement wall. His brain suddenly burst, and blood slowly flowed down the wall.
It flowed to the ground, forming a small pool of blood. The other Japanese were restless, and if someone hadn't held them down, they might have followed in the footsteps of Mouri.
Okamoto had already seen this scene and shouted: "Shoot!"
Bullets rained like rain, and gunpowder smoke filled the air. Bullets whizzed in from outside the gate, knocking several people in front to the ground. Ma Xingkong hurriedly lay down, fired repeatedly, and shouted at the back: "Go back.
!Go back quickly!" He rolled on the spot, dodged the bullets fired at him, and leaped close to the corner, a series of beautiful and graceful movements.