Faced with the pleas of these security camp soldiers, Wang Huzi was embarrassed for a moment and turned his attention to Yang Ling.
"Chief Yang, Chief Yang, please don't shoot. That's our battalion commander. Please save our battalion commander." Zhang Heizi and others also hurriedly went to Yang Ling to plead for mercy.
The fire was spreading and burning wantonly, thick smoke was billowing, and the Japanese were burning all over and coughing continuously, and they were on the verge of destruction.
Now that the Japanese suddenly launched the threat of the security battalion commander Meng Fan, Yang Ling could be ruthless and continue to let the fire burn. After all, compared to killing the Japanese and blowing up the weapons, sacrificing one or two people was nothing.
As a commander, sometimes you have to be ruthless, but Yang Ling knew that if he really did this, no one would say anything, but his conscience would not go away.
"People outside, listen, if we don't surrender to put out the fire, Meng Fanggang will be buried with us!"
While Chairman Zhou Fulu was shouting, a Japanese soldier stabbed Meng Fanggang's arm with a bayonet, and a painful scream came from the wall.
Seeing that their respected eldest brother was stabbed by a Japanese soldier, he screamed in pain. Zhang Heizi and others were also filled with grief and anger.
"Sir Yang, we kneel down for you. Please save our battalion commander."
As Zhang Heizi knelt down in front of Yang Ling, the dozens of remaining security battalion soldiers fell to the ground with choked sobs, begging Yang Ling to save their battalion commander.
Although Yang Ling and the others were not related to Meng Fanggang, they admired the soldiers who fought in the Anti-Japanese War.
"A man, you should kneel down on your knees in heaven and on your knees to your parents. How can you kneel down to others so easily? Get up!" Yang Ling looked at the soldiers from the security camp who were kneeling in front of him and scolded.
Zhang Heizi's voice was filled with tears, but he still couldn't kneel down and said: "Sir Yang, Brother Meng saved our lives. Please save him."
"I asked you why you are so stupid. If you waste time, even if we want to save you, it will be too late." Wang Huzi said impatiently from the side.
When Zhang Heizi heard what Wang Huzi said and saw Yang Ling nodding, he suddenly wiped away tears and shouted happily to the soldiers from the security camp who were kneeling on the ground: "Get up quickly, Chief Yang has promised us."
Yang Ling summoned Wang Huzi and whispered a few words to him. Wang Huzi understood, stepped forward and started shouting into the yard.
"People inside, listen, as long as you release Battalion Commander Meng, we can surrender and help put out the fire!"
When Wang Huzi shouted towards the courtyard, Wang Zikun had already led more than a dozen brothers and quietly used the cover of the ruins to approach the courtyard wall, preparing to find an opportunity to snatch Meng Fangang from the hands of the Japanese.
"Throw away all your weapons first!"
Chairman Zhou Fulu thought that Meng Fanggang was really threatening Yang Ling and the others, so he immediately continued to shout according to Zhuqi Heigu's order.
Yang Ling and the others also did a full set of acting. Seeing that Wang Zikun and the others had already touched it, he waved his hand and asked the brothers to pretend to drop the gun on the ground and raise his hands.
Zhuqi Heigu originally thought that Yang Ling and the others were cheating, but now he saw that they really threw their guns on the ground. He felt much relieved and continued to order Zhou Fulu: "Let them...back off..."
The fire had already reached the yard, and the Japanese were sweating profusely and hot. Seeing that the ammunition depot was about to be burned, Zhuqi Heitani no longer had time to think about too many things.
"Leave me alone, don't listen to the Japs, let the fire come in!" Meng Fanggang shouted anxiously when he saw that Yang Ling and the others really wanted to listen to the Japs and surrender to put out the fire.
As soon as Meng Fan shouted, the enemy hit him with a rifle butt, causing his face to bleed.
"Brother!"
"battalion commander!"
...
The soldiers in the security camp saw Meng Fan just being hit by the butt of his rifle, and they yelled heartbroken, angry and helpless.
Meng Fanggang was not knocked down by the gun butt, but instead shouted even more excitedly.
"Brothers, I, Meng Fangang, have been a soldier for most of my life. I have not smeared our security group. I have also killed a lot of Japanese. Even if I die now, it will not be a loss! Leave me alone, let the fire come in and burn these gangs to death.
Son of a bitch!”
Meng Fan just shouted at the top of his lungs at the top of the wall. The soldiers from the security camp hiding behind the street were already filled with grief and tears were streaming down their faces.
"Meng, you want to die, but I don't want to die!" Chairman Zhou Fulu looked at Meng Fan and shouted, angrily cursing.
"Brothers! Listen to my order! Pick up the gun and shoot the Japanese! Shoot!!!" Meng Fan just shouted like a madman, and the soldiers in the security camp howled in pain.
Seeing the shouting Meng Fanggang on the wall, although Yang Ling and the others were strangers to him, they were still in awe at this moment.
Wang Zikun and others, who were preparing to rescue Meng Fanggang, had already reached the base of the Japanese courtyard wall and were preparing to use grenades to blow open the gate and rush in to rob people.
When Meng Fan just saw that Yang Ling and the others were reluctant to shoot, they slammed into Zhou Fulu, the maintenance president next to him, and knocked him off the ladder. A painful wailing sound came from the yard.
When the Japanese soldiers who were detaining Meng Fanggang saw Meng Fanggang struggling and shouting, a look of ferocity flashed across his face full of ferocity, and he raised his bayonet and plunged it into his thigh.
"Hahaha——" Meng Fanggang laughed wildly as if he was relieved, and the eyes of the soldiers in the security camp were split.
"Boom!"
The cluster grenade blasted a hole in the wooden door in the trembling smoke, and several Japanese soldiers who were leaning against the door on guard flew out.
Wang Zikun and others took advantage of the situation and rushed into the yard while shooting. Amidst the explosions and gunfire, they were caught off guard and knocked over many Japanese soldiers.
Zhuqi Heitani didn't expect that the Chinese army would come over while they were talking, and he rolled around in embarrassment in the rain of bullets to avoid it.
The air in the courtyard seemed to be burned through, and the heat wave was rolling. In the hazy smoke, Wang Zikun fired at the Japanese soldiers who were rushing towards him, and shouted: "Save people, retreat!"
"Kill them!" Seeing Wang Zikun and others rushing in to snatch people, how could the Japanese tolerate their last life-saving straw being snatched away, and they all came to kill them ferociously.
There was a scuffle in the yard, and Yang Ling and the others rushed over to respond. Bullets were flying everywhere, and the two sides began to exchange fierce fire again.
Under the desperate fighting of Wang Zikun and others, they finally snatched the dying Meng Fangang out of the hands of the Japanese.
The frustrated Japanese soldiers tried to rush out of the yard with their bayonets drawn, but the machine gun teams on the roofs from high positions quickly pulled the triggers and opened fire across the room. After killing and wounding several Japanese soldiers, they forced them back.
The yard.
Meng Fan had just been snatched away by Wang Zikun and his other assault team who quietly approached. At this moment, the Japanese in the yard became trapped animals in the fire. They lost their last weight and watched the fire spread and burn.
Become panicked.
"rush out!"
The Japanese squadron leader Takeki Kurotani had no choice but to give it a try at this moment. If he stayed in the yard, he would be burned to death sooner or later, but he could still have a chance of survival if he rushed out.
The remaining Japanese soldiers were smoked black, and under the cover of two Type 92 heavy machine guns, they charged outwards with their bayonets and roared in a final struggle.
But the fire net composed of the machine guns installed on the roof became their nightmare. Facing the violent rain of machine gun bullets, they were swept to the ground as soon as they rushed out of the door, twitching and groaning.
Before the Japs could break out of the yard, the spreading fire had already reached the ammunition depot, and violent explosions began to tremble from the backyard.
Huge clouds of dust and thick gunpowder smoke swept across the backyard in an instant amid the rolling flames. The explosive ammunition was so powerful that the shock wave of the explosion caused all the surrounding walls to collapse, and broken masonry and rubble flew across the sky.
"Quickly retreat!"
Seeing the yard exploded in flames, Yang Ling and the others hurriedly retreated in panic, fearing that they would be affected by the explosion.
Yang Ling and the others could still turn around and run away, but the Japanese soldiers and the maintenance president in the courtyard were not so lucky. They were instantly swallowed up by the blazing flames, and were torn apart by the high-intensity explosion before they even had time to scream.