The dignified commander-in-chief of the US military stationed in the Philippines actually became a prisoner of the Japanese. For the proud MacArthur, this was a blow that was more unbearable than death. A few days ago, he had vowed to defend the Philippines and fight for the "demarcation of territory". "Defense" and the Chinese must pay every penny, and then suffered a disastrous defeat in the Bohol Sea Battle, and then responded to the White House's call to abandon the Philippines and evacuate to Australia. In his view, fleeing without a fight was already detrimental to his military career. What a shame. Who would have thought that there could be something more serious than this, that I would be captured alive by the Japanese?
"The Japanese will use themselves to force the troops stationed in the Philippines to surrender, and even blackmail the White House into agreeing to peace talks. President Roosevelt and Chief of Staff Marshall should be thinking of ways to rescue themselves now. Perhaps, they will withdraw the troops from Manila at all costs. Get out... To the Japanese, the living self is definitely more valuable, so should he commit suicide? Suicide is a coward's act and is contrary to doctrine. But if he dies, the pressure on the White House should be lighter. He can risk his own life, but what about little MacArthur..." It was completely random thinking. If possible, MacArthur really wanted to sleep and never wake up again, but although his mind was so groggy that he seemed to be able to fall asleep just by closing his eyes. But when I really close my eyes, the sleepiness disappears immediately...
Although MacArthur, who was suffering physically and mentally, had only been captured for two days, and although the Japanese did not humiliate him, he seemed to have aged ten years in a blink of an eye. His skin was sagging, his eyes were cloudy, and he no longer looked as majestic as before. At first glance, he seemed to have aged ten years. , his temperament seems to be the same as that of an old, down-and-out farmer in the American countryside,
At about 0:20 a.m., inside the temporary headquarters of the 6th Marine Division in Buckall, except for the courtyard entrance, the generator room, and the telecommunications room, the lights were still on. The rest of the place was dark. There was a temporary barricade built at the entrance of the courtyard. Fortifications, two Japanese sentries stood opposite each other on both sides of a wooden fence. Inside the two circular barricades, there were two Japanese machine gunners guarding a Type 92 heavy machine gun, staring eagerly at both sides of the street.
"The defense is quite tight." About two hundred meters away from the barricade, Feng Mang looked over for a while and then said softly to Chen Dazhi,
"We can only use the old method." Chen Dazhi responded softly,
Feng Mang said "hmm" and then patted the wall next to him twice.
A wolf named Jiao Desheng walked over against the wall and reported softly: "I figured it out. There are two patrol teams, each with nine people. The patrol area is in this area, with an interval of ten minutes."
Feng Mang: "Get ready to take action."
"good."
Jiao Desheng soon disappeared into the darkness again, while Feng Mang and Chen Dazhi retreated into the house where they had been hiding. When the U.S. and Filipino troops evacuated Buckaull, all the Filipinos in the city also ran away, so now Buck Orr is more like a Japanese military camp,
Alano was also hiding in this room. He didn't know if he had been following Feng Mang and the others for a long time and was used to this atmosphere. The Filipino's mood stabilized. When he saw them retreating, he asked softly: "Find the Japanese commander." Are you ready?"
Feng Mang briefly responded "Yes", and then listened intently and breathlessly to the movement outside, refusing to say a word again.
Ten minutes later, a Japanese patrol appeared outside the house where they were hiding. Chen Dazhi counted softly in a voice that only the three of them could hear: "One, two..." When he counted to fifteen, Feng Mang Said: "Okay." Then he took the lead and walked out.
A few minutes later, he, Chen Dazhi, Jiao Desheng and others carried nine Japanese corpses in. Only then did Alano know the significance of Chen Dazhi's counting. Smelling the strong smell of blood, his heart beat wildly. He thought to himself: "We defeated nine enemies in fifteen seconds without making a sound. The Chinese are really terrible."
The Langyas didn't kill any Japs along the way, but because they did so under the cover of night, Alano didn't know their specific methods of killing the enemy. This made the Langyas even more mysterious, and also made them more mysterious. He is becoming more and more afraid to act rashly. The Chinese can kill people with just one move. He believes that he is definitely not as strong and capable as the Japanese soldiers. Now he dares not think about anything else.
Jiao Desheng and others immediately went out, and within ten minutes, nine more Japanese corpses were brought in. Alano knew that the Chinese would attack the Japanese headquarters next.
Fifteen minutes later, about a hundred meters away from the Japanese barricades, Alano finally saw the heroic appearance of the Wolf Fangs.
A group of nine Japanese soldiers appeared in the light circle of the barricade. Feng Mang whispered to Alano: "Those are our people."
Alano looked over slightly and saw that they suddenly stopped in front of the barricade, and then a man walked forward, seemingly holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand. His eyes widened and he did not want to miss any detail, and his heart beat violently. As he sat there, he thought to himself: "Six Japanese soldiers, as long as one of them screams is enough to defeat the Chinese. What will the Chinese do?"
This time, the leader of the team was a second lieutenant named Chu Xiaolin. Chu Xiaolin spoke very good Japanese. His lips moved a few times. Two Japanese sentries and four machine gunners walked towards them. Chu Xiaolin would Each person scattered one of the cigarettes on the table. A sentry took the cigarette and held it in his mouth. He took out a box of matches from his pocket. Then, Alano only saw eight other Japanese soldiers pretending to be Langya approaching the crowd. , a match had just burned brightly, and the six real Japanese soldiers had their mouths covered almost at the same time, and then their bodies fell down on the couch. This scene happened so fast that he couldn't accept it for a moment, and almost screamed,
"Let's go." Feng Mang said softly, and then walked towards the barricade.
Although Alano knew that it was not appropriate to talk at this time, he still couldn't help but asked out of curiosity: "What if the Japanese refuse to lend a hand?"
"The process will be different, but the result will be the same." Feng Mang said,
Chen Dazhi added in a low voice: "Killing is an art."
"Devil." Alanor thought in his mind,
The positions of the two sentries and the four machine gunners were quickly filled by Langya. Then the others, led by Feng Mang and Jiao Desheng, divided into two groups and rushed all the way to the room where the generator was located and to the telecommunications room.
Alano followed Feng Mang and Chen Dazhi closely, and then saw an even weirder and bloody scene.
Feng Mang and the others swaggered into the telecommunications room. There was a communications staff officer and two telegraph operators on duty in the telecommunications room. When they saw them, the captain staff officer immediately stood up and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing?"
Including Alano, there were six people in Feng Mang's group, two of whom were on guard outside. Alano couldn't understand Japanese, but he could feel the questioning meaning in the other person's tone, and then he saw Feng Mang take it out of his pocket. A copy of something walked up to the captain's staff officer,
The captain's staff officer and the two telegraph operators were immediately attracted by the square-folded note. The captain stretched out his hand and just touched the note. Almost at the same time, the two wolves in front of Alanno drew their guns and fired, and Feng Mang shot with both hands. In unison, they grabbed the captain's throat with their right hand until the captain's tongue came out. They grabbed his arms with his left hand and pulled hard. There were two slight gunshots, "Tuk Tuk", and the two transmitters All of them were struck in the middle of their eyebrows, and he fell headlong into the ground without even making a sound, "Let's take it." "Let's take it." The captain's body twitched for a while, his feet kicked randomly, and his arms that were originally struggling dropped down.
The two wolves pulled out guns in front and shot one person dead each. They stepped forward with their hind legs, and one person grabbed one of the captain's feet, and then quickly tied his feet together.
Alano looked at the ferocious face of the captain and the arms swinging by his side, and then looked at the two radio operators with blood holes on their foreheads but wide-open eyes, and felt a chill. In an instant, the soles of the feet filled up the whole body, and the body began to tremble like a sway.