Chapter 238 Raid on the Japanese Prisoner of War Camp
Chapter 238 Raid on the Japanese Prisoner of War Camp
In another hidden forest seven or eight kilometers away from Fangshan, Gu Changfeng saw the special forces members who had returned one after another, as well as Huang Zhengkui, Liu Dazhuang, and Xiaowu.
It has to be said that they had a really hard time along the way. They had to hurry on their way and also had to cause trouble for the Japanese. They had no time to clean up at all and looked like beggars.
Gu Changfeng looked at the team members and the soldiers of the company, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your hard work, brothers!"
These words made the eyes of the special forces members who stayed in Jinling red.
Dozens of brothers were left in Jinling and on the road forever, which made them feel very uncomfortable.
The Lone Wolf team members fell silent when they saw this situation.
They had just heard something about what had happened, and when they saw the old team member's desolate expression, their mood also became depressed.
"Our hardship is nothing, but those brothers who stayed on the road..." Liu Dazhuang said with a sob.
I have travelled over a thousand kilometres in over two months from Jinling to here, and I have experienced so much.
He felt quite desolate, as if he were in another world.
Huang Zhengkui stared, glanced at the group of brothers around him and said:
"Why are you all being so sissy? The Japs killed our brothers, so we should kill them back."
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him, but their expressions gradually became firm.
"Old Huang is right. The devils are now wreaking havoc on China. As soldiers, we have no choice but to do our duty. If the devils kill our brothers, we will fight back."
"Since the Japs have come to China, our only mission is to chop them up and feed them to the dogs."
Gu Changfeng's words were powerful.
What he said was indeed true. His mission began from the day he came into this world.
The team members looked at Gu Changfeng with fiery eyes. They said nothing and were not sad. All they had was endless hatred for the devils.
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At three o'clock in the morning, the prisoner-of-war camp was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. After a day of hard work, the prisoners barely ate a piece of steamed corn bread and went to bed.
The accident rate in mining is already high, and the Japanese only care about output and don’t care about the lives of the prisoners, let alone normal safety protection.
Working intensively every day, coupled with the worst food and not being able to eat enough, no one knows which brother will fall down forever tomorrow.
More than 8000 prisoners of war were transported here only a few months ago, and almost half of them were thrown into the mass grave on the right hillside.
If it weren't for the continuous replenishment of the Japanese, the mining here would almost stop.
After the Taiyuan Campaign, a large number of Shanxi-Suiyuan troops were captured by the Japanese.
Given the brutality of the Japanese, they naturally would not be treated well. Those who met the requirements were sent to experiment with biological and chemical weapons.
Those with weaker constitutions like these were all sent to prisoner-of-war camps to mine. When they died, they were abandoned. The Japanese didn't care whether you survived or not.
Outside the prisoner-of-war camp, the Japanese soldiers on duty were chatting idly.
A gust of cold wind blew, making all the Japanese soldiers shiver.
The spring here is still quite cold, especially in the early morning. If you stay still, you will soon freeze to death.
"Senior Miki, I'm going inside to smoke a cigarette," a Japanese soldier couldn't bear it any longer, so he waved and walked into the prisoner-of-war camp.
"Mr. Yahara, hurry up," the Japanese second lieutenant named Miki shouted, standing up and stretching his body.
It is still very difficult to stand guard at night in such weather. His subordinates often take the opportunity to smoke and hide in the back house, and he has gotten used to it.
In his opinion, the mining area was heavily guarded, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and had two battalions of garrison forces.
No one would come to attack them, not to mention that this prisoner-of-war camp is close to Lingqiu City. Who would be so blind as to come here?
Second Lieutenant Miki never expected that there really was...
clap clap!
"How dare you glare at me!"
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the prisoner-of-war camp.
"Brother, we are all Chinese. Please help me and give me something to eat. My brother is dying."
A pale-faced man pleaded.
"Humph! I'm not your brother. I'm from the Imperial Army, and I'm completely different from you. Don't try to make connections."
A lackey supervisor said this with extreme disgust.
He was sleeping soundly in the middle of the night and was suddenly woken up. You can see how bad his mood was. How could he be willing to save anyone?
Even if he hadn't been woken up, he wouldn't have saved them. In his opinion, the Imperial Army would unify China sooner or later. Those who resisted the Imperial Army were idiots. What did a few more deaths have to do with him?
Chen Ergou was originally a scoundrel in Lingqiu. After the Japanese captured Lingqiu, this guy was like a dog finding its master.
He went straight to the Japanese and recommended himself as a member of the Imperial Army, and also revealed an Eighth Route Army stronghold that he knew of.
Now that he has such a deep hatred, the Eighth Route Army will naturally not let him go after they find out the truth.
After experiencing several dangerous assassination attempts, Chen Ergou became frightened and directly applied to be transferred out of Lingqiu City and came to the prisoner-of-war camp.
After arriving at the prisoner-of-war camp, Chen Ergou not only did not restrain himself, but he also suppressed the prisoners there, even more cruelly than the devils.
If he didn't like someone, he would whip them, which made the prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp hate him to the core.
However, the Japanese here did not take him seriously and directly ordered him to live next to the prisoners to guard them, which led to this incident.
In fact, the captives were not willing to beg him, but this dying man was too important to them, so they had to ask for help.
"Please help me!" the pale-faced man continued.
It looked like he was about to kneel down in front of Chen Ergou. He really had no choice but to do so.
"Lao Luo, don't beg him, forget it, maybe..."
Before he could finish his words, the patrolling Japanese soldiers who heard the noise came near them, looked at the prisoners with unfriendly eyes and raised their guns.
"Madam, these people..." Chen Ergou stepped forward with an attentive look on his face and was about to complain when suddenly there was a loud sound of artillery fire from outside the prisoner-of-war camp.
Boom boom boom!
Twelve mortars fired at the same time, bombarding the Japanese near the camp gate. The iron gate was quickly blown down by the bombardment.
Second Lieutenant Miki never imagined that someone would actually target them.
After Gu Changfeng decided to attack at night, he immediately called all personnel together.
After redistributing the weapons, at one o'clock in the morning, Zhao Ziqing led all the special forces to eliminate the Japanese on the mountain, then climbed down the cliff to the prisoner-of-war camp and attacked from behind.
Since Gu Changfeng knew there was a cliff, he would definitely be prepared.
Moreover, the Lone Wolf team members had already received this kind of training and were not unfamiliar with this kind of mission at all, so they carried it out very easily.
On Gu Changfeng's side, the mission began after receiving the news from Zhao Ziqing.
First, they took care of the Japanese sentries, and then chose to attack head-on. With him and five other long-range snipers, plus the artillery company and 22 heavy machine guns, they only had to face two Japanese squadrons, so it didn't take much effort.
Da da da!
After more than a dozen rounds of artillery fire, heavy machine guns were deployed and a large number of bullets were fired at the Japanese.
The snipers began to look for their targets and kill any Japanese soldiers who showed their heads.
Of course, in terms of lethality, Gu Changfeng and the five snipers with big guns are the most powerful, and they are also the most ruthless in killing the Japanese.
With a lot of live-fire practice, facing such a scenario, killing the Japanese was a piece of cake.
The prisoner-of-war camp, which was supposed to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, now became a graveyard for the Japanese devils.
The prisoner-of-war camp was in chaos. A large number of Japanese soldiers crawled out of their beds and ran to the outskirts of the camp with guns in their hands.
More than a dozen Japanese patrol teams were the fastest and reached the periphery as soon as possible.
But it was too late. Faced with powerful fire suppression, the Japanese on duty fell in a pool of blood before they could even fire a few shots.
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