The prisoners of war naturally felt that their hardships would soon be over, at least they would not have to stay in this prisoner of war camp which was like a devil's cave.
However, as the prisoners of war imagined, Chinese soldiers did not talk to them and liberate them as soon as they entered the prisoner of war camp.
They didn't even pay attention to them at all. Two infantry squads ran up the two ridges and occupied the commanding heights and set up machine guns. At least one infantry platoon was scattered on various fortifications built by the Japanese guard. They also set up machine guns, and the guns were
The mouths were aimed at various parts of the prisoner of war camp.
Only then did an infantry platoon rush into the prisoner of war camp. Without even looking at the dark crowd of prisoners of war in the square, they rushed straight into the prisoner of war camp barracks and conducted a careful search. Then, a signal was sent. A fat soldier
Only then did he lead dozens of soldiers to escort the Japanese troops who had surrendered outside the prisoner-of-war camp into the prisoner-of-war camp.
While most of the prisoners of war looked a little confused, the few ragged prisoners standing in the front row looked at each other quickly, their faces filled with awe.
They are not afraid. They are also soldiers who have gone through bloody battles and are mentally tough. How can these people be said to be Chinese, and how can they be worse than the Japanese? But the way this strengthened infantry company is definitely the best among the best.
Even though they have taken control of the entire situation, they still do not take it lightly. Even though they have occupied all the key points in the prisoner of war camp and searched the prisoner of war camp to eliminate all dangers, this reinforced company, which does not have too many people, is still cautious.
Although they could not see the situation outside, they fully believed that outside the barracks, there must be many troops responsible for external defense and internal support, and the tactical arrangements were flawless.
That's right, more than 300 meters away from the prisoner-of-war camp, there is still a fire platoon plus an infantry squad and eight guns from the artillery battalion to guard the entire prisoner-of-war camp. Don't say that these more than 5,000 prisoners of war are Chinese, even if they are Japanese pretenders
Yes, Liu Lang is also confident that he can defeat them within ten minutes.
The square of the prisoner-of-war camp was a place where prisoners of war took daily breaks. It was the size of more than half a football field. There were a lot of 5,000 prisoners of war, but only half of them were standing there. A total of 164 surrendered Japanese troops from Hidemi Muto on down were escorted.
Their guard platoon rushed to the opposite corner of the prisoner of war and squatted with his head in his hands.
Glancing at Chu Liangcai, the company commander who was leading people to inspect various fortification points in the distance and patrolling the entire site, Liu Lang nodded and did not call him. Liu Lang knew that the company commander who was regarded as the most powerful general under Liu Dazhu had not called him before he came.
He must have been told again and again by Liu Dazhu that he must do a good job in security and security. This person's personality is originally a rigorous and serious type. If he was told like this by his immediate boss, wouldn't it make him even more cautious?
He had also arranged it just now. He would not let Liu Lang enter the prisoner of war camp unless the safety of the prisoner of war camp was thoroughly checked. This was not wrong. Even Liu Lang could not refuse, so he could only wait outside for fifteen more minutes.
Minutes later, he led the two special teams Niu Er and Lu Shandong into the prisoner of war camp. However, Yu Xiancheng stayed in the city and was responsible for the security of the entire Shimen. Liu Dazhu, the commander of the Bayonet Battalion, served as his deputy.
"Niu Er, go tell the prisoners of war that there are too many people talking and we don't have enough time to communicate with them one by one. Let them choose a few representatives to talk to me and tell them that I need them to report whether these little devils tortured or killed me.
If there is any phenomenon among Chinese soldiers, point it out," Liu Lang said.
As Niu Er went to deliver the message, the prisoners of war quickly responded, and several representatives were elected, who were the soldiers standing in the front row of the prisoners of war.
"Sir..." The leader, a soldier with a Chinese character and a somewhat sallow complexion, but still quite burly, saw Liu Lang striding towards them. There was a flash of excitement in his eyes, and he couldn't help but want to raise his hand to salute.
Liu Lang waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this for now. What I need now is the true situation of the prisoner of war camp. Is there any torture and killing? If so, we can talk about other things after dealing with this batch of Japanese prisoners of war."
"Yes, sir." The soldier with the Chinese character's face turned his gaze to the group of former guards who shrank their heads like quails, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. "Sir, did you know? We were all escorted by the Japanese invaders from Baoding.
Come here, this prisoner of war camp has only been established for five days, but in these five days, we have lost at least a hundred brothers. On average, at least twenty brothers are either beaten to death by them or starved to death of thirst every day.
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Liu Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of forlornness.
This was his first close contact with a Japanese prisoner-of-war camp. Although history books had described the extremely cruel treatment of Chinese soldiers or allied forces in Japanese prisoner-of-war camps, he did not expect that the reality was more terrifying than what was described in the book.
Even before it was built, an average of twenty people died every day.
"Then you identify the gang of executioners who tortured our prisoners of war. When I accepted their surrender, I said that I would not accept the surrender of the executioners who tortured our prisoners of war."
The soldier with the Chinese character's face strode forward, and without much recognition, he pointed at at least a dozen Japanese soldiers in succession, whose military ranks were at least Cao Commander. It was obvious that he hated the dozen or so Japanese soldiers with great hatred, and his appearance was clearly written on them.
In his mind, even though he couldn't pronounce the name at all.
The Japanese soldiers he pointed out all had panicked expressions on their faces, and some even hid in the ranks and refused to come out. However, without exception, even after being hit hard by soldiers from the guard platoon with rifle butts, their faces were bloody.
Kicked out the restless Japanese troops mercilessly.
The brief restlessness immediately became calm after the machine guns were pointed at them and the surrounding guns were pointed at them.
Under the gunpoint, no matter who it is, they can only choose to submit.
Muto Hidemi, who was the first to be accused of walking out of the queue with a look of despair, tried his best to defend himself, "Those prisoners of war who died were either injured or trying to escape. I was fulfilling my duty."
"Perform your duties? Well, let me ask you, there are nearly fifty prisoners of war in one barracks, but you only give less than three kilograms of food every day, and the average is less than half a tael per person. If the commander had not led the army today, I am afraid that there would have been another
In two days, not a hundred people will die, but a thousand or more. Starving thousands of us to death is your so-called duty?" The soldier with the Chinese character face opened his eyes wide and summoned all his strength to angrily yell.
"That's because our army has to support the battle ahead, and its own food is no longer enough." Muto Hidemi's voice was so weak that only he could hear it.
"I ask you again, you said there is not enough food, but what about water? There is not enough water? Each person can only have a small glass of water every day. If I don't bow to you, I don't even have a small glass of water. Little Stone is not willing to bow to you.
, I didn’t drink water for two whole days, but I secretly drank my own urine because I was so thirsty at night, but you said that he soiled the barracks, and he was hung upside down from a wooden pole in the playground. Do you think this is true?
What are your responsibilities as the highest officer of the prisoner of war camp?" Tears flashed in the eyes of Guozi's face, and his chest heaved violently.
The eyes of several soldiers on one side also flashed with sorrow and anger, and they glared angrily at the Japanese lieutenant who was twitching his lips and could no longer argue.
"And you, just because a brother didn't bow his head when you passed by, you tied him up in the square, in front of all of us, split his chest with a samurai sword, and dug him out
In his heart, he said he did not have enough respect for your emperor."
The Japanese second lieutenant who was pointed out turned pale.
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Listening to several representatives of the prisoners of war lamenting the various atrocities committed by the Japanese guards in the prisoner-of-war camp, even the extremely tenacious soldiers of the special operations team couldn't help but have their eyes turn red.
This group of Japanese aggressors has completely gone beyond the scope of cruelty. In their eyes, Chinese prisoners of war are nothing more than livestock that are slaughtered for fun at will.
"Damn it, I have to kill you." Lu Shandong, a calm man, couldn't bear it any longer, and he raised his gun and pointed it at Muto Hidemi.
The rest of the special team soldiers also followed suit and pointed their guns at the group of Japanese soldiers with lieutenants, second lieutenants, sergeants, and commanders. As long as Liu Lang gave the order, they would shoot without hesitation.
"Your Excellency, you promised that as long as we pick any soldier to duel and win, we will not die." Muto Hidemi looked pale and looked at Liu Lang, who also had an ugly face.
"Yes, I promised you, and I will not break my promise, even to a group of beasts." Liu Lang's tone was very calm, but the cold look in his eyes was obvious to everyone.
anger.
Of course Liu Lang was angry, furious.
It is the fate of a soldier to die on the battlefield when the two armies confront each other. But to be slaughtered and slaughtered like this is really hard for him, a little butterfly whose soul comes from the future, to accept it. Especially since he thinks of Nanjing in the future, those who are even weaker
How miserable would the fate of the people be when faced with such dehumanized Japanese pirates? How could the words in the history books describe the helplessness and despair? Or maybe even the people who wrote the words couldn't bear it.
Record it!
"Sir, I request to join the duel. I want to avenge my brother personally. Please give me this opportunity, sir." Guozi took a step forward and asked Liu Lang with an excited expression.
Liu Lang took a deep look at him and raised his forehead slightly. Although he was a prisoner of war, this man still had some sense of responsibility and backbone, which left a good impression on him. Taking the initiative to ask for a fight when his own side controlled all the situations was nothing.
Yes, these people in front of me are all standing at the front of the queue of prisoners of war. It takes considerable courage to stand at the front facing the guns of the Japanese guards.
"You haven't had much water or rice in the past few days, and your body functions are weak. You should think carefully. If you fail, according to the agreement, you can spare the lives of these executioners." Liu Lang did not explicitly refuse, but instead threw out
A choice for him to choose.
This choice is undoubtedly difficult.
Five days and nights of torture had already weakened this relatively strong man. His steps were sluggish and his face was swollen. That was because he was hungry. His lips were chapped and his skin was dry. Even the ends of his hair were dry. That was because he was thirsty.
With his physical condition, let alone a duel with a strong Japanese army, he would probably fall to the ground if he stood there by himself for twenty minutes.
Moving his chapped lips, tears welled up in the eyes of Guozilian, who was considered the leader of thousands of prisoners of war. He lowered his head slumpedly and took a step back, "Sir, please don't let them go."
There is no such thing as the courage to live towards death, but Liu Lang is very satisfied with this person. From the perspective of a soldier, this person may lack the edge to overcome obstacles and move forward bravely despite knowing that he must die. But from the perspective of a commander, this person
But he made the wisest choice.
If he loses, the enemy will be born. For him, it is close to a strategic failure.
Therefore, he himself chose to retreat in humiliation in order to achieve his strategic goals.
"Muto Hidemi, according to my promise, from now on, all the officers and soldiers around me will let you choose your duel opponent. You and your subordinates can start to choose." Liu Lang turned his eyes to Muto Hidemi, who looked slightly better, and said calmly
said.
Commander, that's too bad. It's really too bad.
The surrounding bayonet battalion officers and soldiers who were on guard duty looked at the group of Japanese officers who had been tricked, their eyes full of ridicule.
Standing next to Liu Lang were the two special operations teams of Niu Er and Lu Shandong. They were both the elite of the independent regiment. They were one against ten teams. During the more than a year that they went to Northeast China and Nanyang, they were killing people like crazy.
, are you not seeking death by playing a duel with them?
Yes, Liu Lang never thought of letting these guys go, not from the beginning.
But some people think they can't die quickly enough.