Bright Sword: Take down the devil stronghold at the beginning

Chapter 250 Wei Dayong

Zhao Gang took the lead and moved forward to explore, while Yu Man was in the third position, between the two guards.

After the last guard found the place, he immediately followed him with a gun.

Gunshots rang in her ears one after another, and Yuman nervously clenched the pistol Wang Shuang gave her.

Although she has been trained, she is still different from the other three who have been on the battlefield. She has never, no, been in close contact for the second time.

The first time was something she would never forget, when the devil killed her father.

Zhao Gang only had a pistol on him and was not used to using it to fight, so he shouted to the guard behind him, "Give me the gun."

The guard handed over the gun, and Zhao Gang loaded it skillfully and looked forward firmly.

Zhao Gang is not a weak scholar, and his marksmanship is also top-notch.

Zhao Gang aimed his gun at the front, and at the same time said softly, "Yu Man, if something goes wrong in a while, you should go back immediately and ask for help."

"I'm with you." Yuman said.

"No, we can't do it recklessly. Listen to me. I'll tell you to leave in a while, and you can ride away quickly."

Yuman didn't talk.

Zhao Gang adjusted his breathing, opened his eyes wide, and looked straight ahead.

At this time, more than 100 meters in front of them, a guy wearing a shit-yellow military uniform, tattered and dusty was running staggeringly on the road.

Judging from his pace and breath, he had been running wildly for a long time and his physical strength had reached its limit.

However, the desire for survival still drove him to move mechanically.

There were still gunshots ringing out from behind, but they were gradually becoming sparse.

The pursuers seemed to be retreating, but he was completely unaware of it.

At this time, he only had one belief in his heart, and that was to run, and run with all his strength.

The man ran on the icy and snowy road, and slowly entered the sight of Zhao Gang and others.

Zhao Gang saw a figure running over, and everyone hid again towards the nearby mountain.

Seeing that there was only one person, they were slightly puzzled.

Finally, the man's strength was exhausted and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Gang continued to look behind him to prevent it from being an enemy's disguise.

But after a few seconds, there was still no response, and the gunfire disappeared.

Zhao Gang put down his gun and looked at the person lying on the ground in front of him with doubtful eyes.

"Chief, what should I do?" a guard asked.

Zhao Gang thought for a moment and looked at the people behind him.

"Let's be careful and go over there to see what's going on."

"Yes."

The four of them leaned out from the corner and walked forward slowly with their guns in hand.

He came to the place where the fallen man was and looked at the man lying on the ground.

"Chief, it looks like someone from the Central Army, but it looks like something happened."

Zhao Gang knelt down, put his fingers to the nostrils of the man on the ground, and felt the slightly warm breath.

It appears that this person is still alive.

"Hel him up first and check the situation."

Zhao Gang continued to walk forward with his rifle in hand.

Judging from the appearance of this person, it is obvious that he is being hunted. The specific situation is not yet certain, so be careful.

Zhao Gang went over and looked in the direction the person came from, but found no one.

Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

For this trip, he didn't want to make any more incidents, after all, he was nothing, but there was a lesbian in the team, if something happened, it would be bad.

Zhao Gang came back and saw Yuman checking the condition of the fallen person.

"There were no obvious external injuries. He seemed to have lost strength and fell down."

Zhao Gang looked at the surrounding environment and said to the two guards, "You two help him aside first and give him some water."

"Yes."

Yu Man stood up and looked at Zhao Gang.

"what should we do?"

"Resuscitate him first and check the situation." A guard stood on high alert while Zhao Gang and Yu Man fed the man water.

With a muffled groan, the man slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a man and a woman, both of whom looked upright.

"You are?"

Zhao Gang looked at the man with a kind expression.

"We are the Eighth Route Army. Who are you? Who is chasing you?"

The man looked down and saw the clothes worn by Zhao Gang and others.

"I, cough cough."

The man coughed twice, Yu Man handed over the water bottle, and the man took two sips.

The man seemed to have regained his strength.

The man stood up and looked at Zhao Gang and the others.

"My name is Wei Dayong, a former soldier of the 72nd Division of the Central Army."

Zhao Gang took the initiative to reach out and shake hands, "Hello, my name is Zhao Gang, political commissar of the new second regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

"Hello."

Zhao Gang pointed at Yu Man, "This is also a comrade of our new second regiment, Comrade Yu Man, and this is guard Xiao Li."

"Hello."

Yu Man and Xiao Li nodded.

After Zhao Gang finished the introduction, he asked, "Hello Wei Dayong, may I ask why you are like this."

Ever since, Wei Dayong introduced his situation.

Three days ago, as a soldier of the 72nd Division of the Central Army, he was injured and captured during the Battle of Xinkou.

This is also thanks to his luck, he was only knocked out by the explosion, and he is tall and looks like a good worker.

But the little devil will not be merciful and treat the prisoners, huh, just dream.

Since then, Wei Dayong has been working in the prisoner of war camp.

But that all changed three days ago.

That day, Wei Dayong and others worked in the prisoner of war camp as usual.

But while I was working, I suddenly heard a strange sound.

Following the rumbling sound, the prisoners of war raised their heads and looked towards the sound.

The gate of the prisoner of war camp was opened, a group of little Japanese soldiers lined up on both sides, and several trucks drove into the prisoner of war camp.

The prisoners of war did not rest. When the little devil found that they were not working and were idle, he immediately waved his whip high.

"Work."

In order to avoid being whipped, of course the prisoners of war had no choice but to swallow their anger and continue working.

The next day, the little devil was surprised that he did not urge them to work. Instead, he took them to the playground and stood aside.

The prisoners of war whispered among themselves.

"What do you think is the situation? What kind of tricks is the little devil playing?"

"Humph, I knew it was nothing good."

"You're right, what good shit can a kid hold in?"

Wei Dayong did not speak to the people around him. He was always thinking about escaping and was not willing to stay in the prisoner of war camp until his death.

When Wei Dayong was just brought out, he discovered that something was very wrong today.

The number of little devils standing guard has obviously increased, and their hands have never left their rifle butts.

It's not right.

Wei Dayong was wary.

Finally, a group of little devils came over, all new faces.

Wei Dayong guessed that it was the kid who was pulled in by the truck yesterday.

I saw the little devils surrounded Wei Dayong and others into a group, and then the leader came out to speak.

There was a translator nearby who simultaneously translated the little devil's bird language.

"Prisoners of war, the Imperial Army gives you a chance to survive. You can work in pairs, holding short swords, and attack an unarmed Japanese Imperial Army soldier at the same time. If you kill him, release him immediately. It depends on whether you soldiers have any So brave."

(End of this chapter)