I rise from the sword

Chapter 61 Monk Wei

"Who told you that I only have one company?"

Yang Lin had a sly smile on his face.

There is a fierce man in the prisoner-of-war camp in Shuangnian Township. As long as they catch the Yamamoto Special Forces' daily training, this fierce man will definitely organize a riot to resist.

At that time, the two sides should cooperate internally and externally, and it will be much easier to take down the prisoner-of-war camp.

Instead, after Yang Lin made some simple deployments, he led his troops along the path towards the prisoner-of-war camp.

After reaching the predetermined position, Yang Lin stopped the team.

He asked the soldiers to take a rest in a hidden mountain depression, while he took the hemp pole and Zhao Yuting carefully to the commanding heights on the top of the mountain.

There are only a few small trees growing sparsely on the mountain here, but fortunately, there are a lot of weeds growing on the top of the mountain, and people hiding inside can't find it unless they get closer.

After reaching the commanding heights, Yang Lin slowly pushed aside the grass and snow in front of him, and immediately took out the binoculars on his waist.

In sight, the entire prisoner-of-war camp appeared in front of me, square and square, with a towering wall around it, and a barbed wire fence with barbs hung on the edge of the wall, and about a dozen devil sentries walked back and forth on it.

"battalion commander!"

"This is really a tough bone!"

Zhao Yuting, the commander of the artillery company, put down the binoculars in his hand and said solemnly.

Looking down from the commanding heights, the layout of the Devils POW camp can be seen at a glance. The number of troops and machine gun firepower can be clearly seen.

But here lies the difficulty.

Zhao Yuting counted carefully. The little devils have machine gun positions on the sentry towers at the four corners of the wall, and each machine gun position has at least one heavy machine gun deployed. In addition, there is at least one light machine gun.

The positions of these machine guns are in the shape of corners. Once they are attacked, they can assist each other and shoot cross-fire. There are no dead ends for attacking in the four directions of east, west, north, south, and south.

In other words, no matter which direction one's own side attacks the devil's prisoner-of-war camp, it will be strafed by at least two enemy machine gun firepower points.

Yang Lin sneered and said: "No matter how hard the bones are, they can't hold us wild wolves!"

"Did you see the devil's machine gun position?"

"When the battle starts, the enemy's machine gun position will be handed over to your artillery company. Is there any problem?"

"no problem!"

Zhao Yuting's tone was firm. This place is only about 1500 meters away from the enemy's prisoner-of-war camp. He is absolutely sure to hit the target accurately with the small steel cannon.

Yang Lin said again: "By the way, be careful not to hurt the prisoners of war inside, they are all my soldiers!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Yuting promised again, and then asked: "Battle Commander, when are we going to attack?"

Zhao Yuting couldn't wait any longer. This was the first battle of Paolian since its establishment, so he naturally wanted to perform well.

The corner of Yang Lin's mouth raised slightly, showing a sinister smile like a wild wolf: "Now is not the time."

"Let the brothers rest for a while, pay attention to concealment, and don't let the little devils find out."

Yang Lin was waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity. After a pause, he added: "Also, when the battle starts, it must be settled quickly."

"According to reliable information, according to this, the nearest devil reinforcements can arrive here in at most an hour, so we must end the battle within half an hour and evacuate here."

"Yes!"

Ma Gan and Zhao Yuting nodded in unison.

……

Shuangnian Township Prisoner of War Camp.

Since the Yamamoto Secret Service team came to Shanxi, it has become not only a prisoner of war camp, but also a training base for the Yamamoto Secret Service team. .

On the training ground, more than 3 members of the No. 20 Squadron of the Yamamoto Special Forces all stood on the ground.

The leader is the squadron leader Fujiwara Ichiro.

After giving a brief lecture to the team members under his command, he turned to look at the ghost captain beside him and said, "Mr. Liusheng, we are going to practice fighting. Please release the Chinese prisoners of war who are detained here."

This devil captain is called Yagyu Hideyoshi, and he is a garrison officer in the prisoner-of-war camp in Shuangnian Township.

"Roms!"

Yagyu Hideyoshi paused respectfully, and then asked: "Your Excellency, Major, how many Chinese prisoners of war do we need to release?"

"How many are there now?"

"There are 113 prisoners of war."

"Get them all out!"

"Nani?"

Yagyu Hideyoshi was a little surprised and said: "Your Majesty, these prisoners of war are all elites from the 27th Division of the Northwest Army of China. Their fighting abilities are quite strong, and they are not even inferior to the general imperial army."

"I repeat, release all these Chinese prisoners of war!" Fujiwara Ichiro's face suddenly darkened.

"Roms!"

Yagyu Hideyoshi quickly realized that this special agent force was no ordinary imperial army.

He had personally seen the opponent's fighting training a few days ago.

A total of more than 50 prisoners of war were released that time, and each prisoner was issued a short knife, but all the secret agents fought with the prisoners with bare hands.

However, the final result was that none of the more than 50 prisoners of war persisted for 3 minutes, and they were all killed. The more than 20 members of the Yamamoto special team did not suffer any casualties.

This simply broke Yagyu Hideyoshi's cognition. This special agent team seemed to be born for killing. They are not like human beings, but more like war machines!

Instead, Yagyu Hideyoshi immediately ordered to the deputy next to him: "Open the gate and release all those Chinese prisoners of war!"

"Roms!"

The deputy suddenly nodded, and then walked to the door of the detention room.

Not long after, the door opened, and prisoners of war wearing national army uniforms came out one by one.

Perhaps it was because they had been imprisoned for too long that these people looked very embarrassed on their faces and bodies.

Among them, there is a person who looks very outstanding.

There is no other, just because this person's figure is too burly, and the prisoners next to him are all in their early 1.6 meters, but this person is at least 1.9 meters.

In this era, a height of 1.8 meters is definitely even rarer than the 21 meters in the [-]st century.

You must know that the height of Japanese soldiers during the Anti-Japanese War generally did not exceed 1.6 meters, and many of them were even less than 1.5 meters.

Calling them little devils is not without reason.

With a height of 1.9 meters, this person was a full head taller than the others, making him stand out from the crowd.

The most noticeable thing is that this man is still bald, and several ring scars on the top of his head can still be vaguely seen.

"Monk!"

"What do these little devils want to do?" A prisoner of war standing beside the monk asked in surprise.

This man has a full beard and a dirty military uniform that looks very distressed, but his eyes are very sharp, and he scans the surrounding situation quietly.

"I don't know, but what is certain is that it will definitely not be a good thing!"

The monk shook his head. There were originally more than 200 people detained in the detention room, but for so many days, people were released continuously, but no one came back.

With the ferocious nature of the little devil, the answer to where these people went is obvious.

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(End of this chapter)