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Chapter 51 annihilated!

Taking advantage of the moment when the wind and sand were blown up, Ichiro Watanabe flew towards Wei Dayong with a jab.

Wei Dayong caught Watanabe Ichiro's fist with both hands, and Watanabe Ichiro bent over and kicked Wei Dayong's shin sharply.

Wei Dayong dodged the attack from his lower body on one side of his body. At the same time, he kicked out with his right foot, hitting Ichiro Watanabe's chest, and Ichiro Watanabe flew out like a sack.

Watanabe Ichiro only felt his chest burning, and it was very difficult to breathe.

Wei Dayong taunted again: "Little devil, your legs are not bad, did you learn from your teacher's wife?"

When Ichiro Watanabe heard this, his cheeks twitched violently a few times, he didn't slap people in the face, he didn't swear at others.

"Baga!" shouted angrily, supported Ichiro Watanabe to get up from the ground in anger, and kicked straight to Wei Dayong's chest.

Wei Dayong caught Watanabe Ichiro's right foot with both hands, twisted his hands to that side, and Watanabe Ichiro's body turned over involuntarily.

At the same time, Wei Dayong hit Ichiro Watanabe's face from top to bottom with a tricky kick.

Ichiro Watanabe was lying on the ground, feeling his head buzzing, he couldn't exert himself, he couldn't move, and he was about to turn over.

Looking at Ichiro Watanabe lying on the ground, Wei Dayong roared fiercely, his elbow suddenly stretched out, and his whole body flew up with an elbow, hitting the back of Ichiro Watanabe's head straight.

Gaba --

The sound of the neck bone shattering sounded, Ichiro Watanabe's eyes burst out suddenly, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he completely lost his breath when he tilted his head.

Seeing this sudden scene, the devils who were watching around were shocked, and all took a step back.

Taking advantage of the moment when the devil was astonished, Wei Dayong turned over and took out a pistol from Ichiro Watanabe, aimed at the devil named Sangan and pulled the trigger.

Crack - Sangan was shot and fell to the ground.

The prisoners of war all reacted at once.

"what!"

They rushed towards the nearest devil and started fighting.

A prisoner of war grabbed a submachine gun and pulled the trigger towards the devil.

The next moment, the prisoner of war was beaten into a sieve.

The prisoners of war rushed towards the devils, the continuous firing of submachine guns sounded, and the light machine gun at the commanding heights also fired at the prisoners of war.

A large number of prisoners of war fell in an instant under the rain of bullets.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Dayong rushed towards the wall that had been investigated in advance.

With extremely agile skills, the bullets fired from the light machine gun at the devil's commanding heights splashed a half-meter-high mud and mist bullet mark behind Wei Dayong's heels.

At this moment, gunshots rang out like popping beans outside the prisoner-of-war camp.

The devil's firepower point at the commanding height was hit by a shell, and even the light machine gun was overturned.

The devils on the sentry tower were shot into blood sieves by bullets, and fell down screaming.

The heavy machine gun in the turret went silent after only two shots, and a mortar shell hit the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp.

Accompanied by a loud bang, the wooden door was blown into a big hole in an instant, and several devils behind the door screamed and fell to the ground, their bodies covered with shrapnel and sawdust.

Someone is attacking the POW camp?

And the firepower is still fierce.

Wei Dayong quickly reacted.

Although he didn't know which god came, but Wei Dayong knew that if he ran out suddenly at this time, he might be accidentally injured by the other party and beaten into a sieve.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Dayong turned around, raised his pistol and pulled the trigger on the devil at the door twenty meters away.

A mortar shell landed precisely on the gate again, the flames and smoke dissipated, and the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp was completely blown open.

The heavy machine gun in the turret screamed wildly again, and then went silent again.

More and more devils poured out from the prisoner-of-war camp.

However, the assault company had already touched the front, and a large German-made tumor flew out from 35 meters away, and sank into the firing hole of the gun tower.

It was Wang Gensheng, the master pitcher, who made the shot. Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, accompanied by several screams, and flames and smoke splashed from the firing holes of the gun tower.

Although the gun tower was fine after two 60mm mortar shells, Wang Gensheng's grenade made the devil suffer.

The power of the German-style big tumor, in the small space of the gun tower, a small squad of devils will either die or be disabled.

Since the devil sentries went to watch the excitement, the assault company was able to touch the front of the prisoner-of-war camp, and the prisoners of war inside rioted, which completely attracted all the devils.

At this time, the assault company suddenly launched an attack outside, which caught the devil by surprise and was forced by dryness.

Coupled with the cover of light machine guns, mortars, and snipers in the distance, the machine gun fire points in the commanding heights and gun towers could not play a role at all.

The assault company rushed into the prisoner-of-war camp from the gate of the prisoner-of-war camp in one charge.

Although there are still 6 Japanese special forces members in the prisoner-of-war camp, they are obviously powerless at this time.

After a fierce battle, all the devils in the prisoner-of-war camp were wiped out, and the whole battle lasted less than 10 minutes.

After ordering the soldiers to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible, Zhang Dabiao squatted in front of Ichiro Watanabe's body and looked at Wei Dayong: "Did you kill him with your bare hands?"

"Isn't it just killing a devil with bare hands? It's no big deal." Wei Dayong put the snatched pistol into his arms and said lightly.

Wei Dayong thought that it was the national army that attacked the prisoner-of-war camp, but when he saw that it was the Eight Route Army, he was slightly disappointed.

He was wounded and captured in the Battle of Xinkou, and was imprisoned in a prisoner-of-war camp for several years, during which he was forced to work by devils most of the time.

I have never found a chance to escape, and today I saw that the devils were going to kill them, so I made a desperate fight.

But I didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army just attacked the prisoner-of-war camp.

Wei Dayong was surprised by the equipment and fighting power of Balu. In his impression, both of Balu couldn't fit a rifle, and the ammunition was pitifully low, and his clothes were in tatters.

And these eight roads in front of them are not only wearing big padded jackets, but also holding a submachine gun, which is almost armed to the teeth.

More than 60 devils in the prisoner-of-war camp were wiped out in less than 10 minutes. This combat power...is a bit powerful.

Is this still a dirt road?

The corner of Zhang Dabiao's mouth turned up slightly, and he looked Wei Dayong up and down: "Brother, are you interested in doing eight ways?"

The head of the regiment asked him to recruit special forces talents, so there was one in front of him?
When Zhang Dabiao rushed in, he saw Wei Dayong fighting the devil with a pistol.

After understanding what happened, it was known that Wei Dayong killed the leader of the combat team of the Yamamoto Special Forces with his bare hands and caused a riot among the prisoners of war.

Hearing this, Wei Dayong stared at Zhang Dabiao and thought for a while, but did not give an answer right away.

"My name is Zhang Dabiao, battalion commander of the New Regiment of the 129th Brigade of the 386th Division of the Eighth Route Army." Zhang Dabiao asked, "Brother, what's your name, which unit of the National Army?"

"The new regiment of the Eighth Route Army? Is your regiment leader called Li Yunlong?" Wei Dayong didn't answer when he heard the words, but asked with a smile on his face.

"Yes, how do you know?" Zhang Dabiao asked in surprise.

"Success!" Wei Dayong grinned slightly, "I will participate in the Eighth Route with you!"

The 27th Division of the National Army where Wei Dayong was originally located was one of the two divisions of the National Army that were defeated by Bantian United in the Battle of Xinkou.

From the mouth of the new brothers in the prisoner-of-war camp, Wei Dayong heard that the Eighth Route Army's Xinyi Regiment defeated the Sakata Regiment, and even chopped off the head of the old devil Sakata.

Li Yunlong led the new regiment to avenge blood for the brothers of the 27th Division. Wei Dayong had admired Li Yunlong for a long time.

Although Zhang Dabiao was curious about the sudden change in the other party's attitude, he didn't ask further when the other party agreed.

The company commander Xu Yonghai ran up to Zhang Dabiao, saluted and said, "Report to the battalion commander, the battlefield is cleaned up!"

Zhang Dabiao looked stern: "Give me an order to retreat with the brothers of the national army!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, the assault company and the prisoners of war quickly withdrew from the camp and headed towards the Taihang base area.

When the devils from Shouyang County rushed to the prisoner-of-war camp, they could only see that the prisoner-of-war camp was full of dead bodies of devils.

　Ask for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and the follow-up will be more exciting——

　　
　
(End of this chapter)