"Snapped!"

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Gunshots suddenly rang out.

Although the Japanese agents of Yamamoto's special agent team were well-trained, the members of Langya were not vegetarians. What's more, their attention was focused on the training ground. At this time, they were caught off guard and fell down in large pieces.

At the same time, the entire prisoner-of-war camp immediately fell into chaos

The Japs reacted very quickly. As soon as the battle broke out, the Japs on the surrounding towers pointed their guns at the training ground, and other Japs also rushed towards this direction.

However, the soldiers in the artillery platoon and the prisoners on the training ground are not stupid, and naturally they will not stand still and be shot.

After Wang Chengzhu's brief introduction, they immediately realized what was going on and scattered in search of suitable bunkers.

Some of them even picked up the weapons that the little Japs had dropped on the ground, and started a fierce exchange of fire with other Japs.

After Wang Chengzhu eliminated the leader of the Japanese agents, he immediately came to Monk Wei and threw him a pistol.

Monk Wei: "Are you not Japanese?"

Wang Chengzhu: "Nonsense! I am Japanese and can I still come to rescue you?"

"Bang!" Wang Chengzhu pulled the trigger and killed a Japanese soldier who wanted to rush over, and then said: "Monk, your skills are good, but your brain is a bit difficult. You can solve problems with knives and guns.

Why use fists?"

Monk Wei quickly understood that the other party was trying to teach him why he didn't accept the dagger given by the little devil. But now was not the time for a verbal dispute, so he did not retort, but raised his gun in response to the Japanese counterattack.

The Chinese prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp had long been fed up with the oppression of the Japs and knew that now was their only chance to survive. With red eyes, they launched a counterattack against the oncoming Japs.

"Brothers, we are all going to die anyway, fighting these little devils!"

"Kill one to get enough money, kill two to earn one!"

"Kill!"

The prisoners of war burst out with unprecedented high fighting spirit, shooting and rushing towards the entrance of the prisoner of war camp.

The whole prisoner of war camp was in chaos.

Unfortunately, the Japs had a favorable position after all, especially the Japs' machine guns on the towers, which dashed the hopes of the prisoners of war.

"Thud, tug, tug, tug..."

A rain of bullets poured over, and the bodies of more than a dozen Chinese prisoners of war were immediately beaten into sieves, and they fell into a pool of blood one after another, screaming.

"Stop, stop quickly, listen to my orders, don't break out randomly!"

Wang Chengzhu shouted at the top of his lungs. However, these Chinese prisoners of war were not his subordinates. In addition, they had been imprisoned for so long and had seen one after another of their comrades die at the hands of the Japanese. This had a huge psychological and physical impact on them.

The trauma makes it difficult to calm down at this time.

Monk Wei was still calm. He frowned at Wang Chengzhu and said, "These Japanese machine guns are too great a threat to us. If we don't get rid of these machine guns, it will be difficult for us to break out."

Wang Chengzhu smiled and said: "Don't worry, these Japanese machine guns won't be able to jump around for long."

As soon as Wang Chengzhu finished speaking, the towers burst into flames, and then, one after another, shocking explosions reached everyone's ears.

When the smoke cleared, half of the six towers had collapsed, and half of the Japanese machine guns had misfired.

Monk Wei was surprised and said: "This is?"

Wang Chengzhu: "This is my artillery!"

"Tell me to go down and tell the prisoners not to get close to the Japanese watchtowers!"

After a brief exchange of fire, the Chinese prisoners gradually calmed down.

Especially after three Japanese watchtowers were blown up, they saw hope, so they all obeyed Wang Chengzhu's orders.

"Boom, boom, boom! -"

Soon, the artillery squad's second and third salvos came again.

It has to be said that the artillery skills of the artillery squad were indeed not very good. Eight Type 97 light mortars fired for three full rounds before blowing up all the Japanese watchtowers. If replaced by the Japanese artillery, the

With their quality, it would probably be over in one salvo.

But this is understandable, after all, the artillery squad has only been established for a few days, and the artillerymen have not been trained for long.

"Brothers, charge and kill!"

Outside the prisoner of war camp, after the artillery bombardment, deputy platoon leader Xu Hailang immediately led the main force of the artillery platoon to launch an attack.

Without the threat of machine gun fire, they were unstoppable along the way, and soon broke through the gate and broke into the prisoner of war camp.

As the main force of the artillery platoon entered the prisoner of war camp, the combat effectiveness inside immediately developed into a one-sided trend.

Bang bang bang...

Puff puff……

Under the combined attacks from both sides, the Japanese in the prisoner-of-war camp were repeatedly shot and fell to the ground.

Originally, there were many Japanese agents training in this prisoner-of-war camp, but unfortunately, they became the targets of Langya and Squad 1 as soon as the battle started, and they were naturally the first to be killed.

The next battle seemed boring, although the remaining Japanese still relied on the barracks as their position and resisted.

But as grenades were thrown in one after another, the barracks were soon occupied one after another by the artillery platoon.

Half an hour later, the battle ended.

All the Japanese in the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp were wiped out, and not a single one was left.

Monk Wei looked at the hundreds of artillery platoon soldiers in the prisoner of war camp with a surprised look on his face, and asked Wang Chengzhu: "I just heard them call you platoon leader, are you sure this is the same platoon?"

Wang Chengzhu: "Yes, it is indeed a platoon, but my platoon has 8 squads, each with more than 100 soldiers."

Monk Wei: "..."

Is a platoon of the Eighth Route Army so powerful now, or have I been imprisoned for too long and can't keep up with the changes outside?

A platoon has more than 800 people. How many people do a battalion or a regiment have?

Wang Chengzhu: "Your name is Monk Wei, right?"

Monk Wei nodded: "My name is Wei Dayong. I have been a monk in Shaolin Temple for several years, so I am also called Monk Wei."

Wang Chengzhu: "How about it? Are you interested in working with me?"

Monk Wei hesitated: "Let's do the Eighth Route Army..."

Of course Wang Chengzhu knew what Monk Wei was thinking about Xiao Jiujiu. He smiled and said, "What? Are you dissatisfied with the harsh conditions and poor weapons and equipment of our Eighth Route Army?"

Monk Wei was exposed and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wang Chengzhu continued: "Do you think my troops are poorly equipped?"

Monk Wei shook his head.

It’s a joke, a excrement has its own artillery unit, as well as countless machine guns and submachine guns. If the equipment is poor, then there will be no troops equipped.

Wang Chengzhu asked again: "I wonder if you were detained in a prisoner of war camp, but have you ever heard that our Eighth Route Army killed a Japanese regiment leader in Cangyunling and also seized a regiment flag?"

Monk Wei: "I have heard of this. It is said that it was done by the New Regiment of the Eighth Route Army."

During this period, prisoners were sent to the Qingshan Prisoner of War Camp one after another. Many of these prisoners were captured after Cangyunling, so they naturally knew about this.

Wang Chengzhu said: "My unit belongs to the New Regiment. In addition, I killed the captain of the Sakata Regiment, Sakata Nobutetsu, and I also captured the regiment flag.

Are you willing to join my army now?"
Chapter completed!