During the War of Resistance Against Japan: After being scattered at Cangyunling, he brought back a

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A serious face.

"Steady steps!"

"Her hands are covered in calluses!"

"These Japanese devils are all trained fighters!" the monk said, taking a deep breath.

If one hand is covered in calluses, that's not so bad; it could be caused by prolonged gun handling!

But these twenty-odd Japanese soldiers in front of us, with their hands covered in calluses, are definitely not that simple!

"And there's Biaozi!"

“They exude a strong aura of malevolence!” The monk then looked solemnly at the burly man with a bushy beard beside him.

This is his comrade-in-arms, named Sun Debiao, one of the few brothers in the Central Army with whom he could get along!

"Evil spirit?"

Sun Debiao looked puzzled.

"Ok!"

"His murderous aura is even stronger than that of a veteran who has spent ten years on the battlefield!"

The monk shook his head.

"What you're saying is making me more and more confused!"

“How about we compare?” Sun Debiao interrupted.

“Three!” After a moment of contemplation, the monk said with a serious expression.

"Three?"

Sun Debiao couldn't help but open his mouth wide!

He knew the monk's skills; he had been a lay disciple at Shaolin Temple for ten years, and his skills were among the best in the entire camp!

Moreover, they broke through the encirclement despite facing an enemy force several times their size. The reason they were taken prisoner was because they were exhausted and were overtaken by the Japanese devils!

But now you can only match up against three?

"Hmm! That's still a conservative estimate!"

“That monk! We still…” Sun Debiao said with an embarrassed expression.

"Just wait and see what happens!"

"If we could take a high-ranking Japanese official hostage!"

"Then there is hope!"

The monk said in a deep voice.

"Row!"

Sun Debiao then nodded in agreement.

……

In front of the prisoner-of-war camp!

"Commander! Is this going to work?" Wu Baili looked at the leather suit he was wearing and felt itchy all over!

"It works!"

"You son of a bitch, you'll remember this!"

"Once the prisoners of war are handed over!"

"Do it now!"

"Also, those Japanese devils wearing steel helmets must be spared!" Xie Jinyuan said in a deep voice.

If he wasn't mistaken, the Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets were Yamamoto's special forces!

After all, there are only two military units in the entire land of China that have this kind of equipment: one is the special forces team under the command of Wu Zi, and the other is the Yamamoto Special Forces!

"Commander! Don't worry!"

“They can’t escape!” Wu Baili said.

More than twenty machine guns, and watchtowers, etc.!

If the battle really starts, it definitely won't last more than three minutes!

"Ok!"

"Don't speak! We're here!" Xie Jinyuan then gestured.

When Wu Baili looked straight ahead!

A dense cluster of figures has appeared!

At the very front were a group of Japanese soldiers wearing steel helmets, while in the middle were rows of prisoners of war!

"Major Fujita!"

Just as Wu Baili was stunned for a moment, the regimental commander stepped forward!

They started chattering away, nodding and bowing as they spoke!

His expression was even more obsequious!

"Old Zhou! Is this really our regimental commander?" In a hidden spot behind the POW camp, Yang Liansheng looked at his regimental commander, who was mingling with the Japanese soldiers, and felt both amused and puzzled.

"Lian Sheng!"

“You arrived before me and the regimental commander!” Zhou Weiguo said.

"I didn't know our regimental commander could speak the Japanese devils' language!"

"And that expression!" Yang Liansheng couldn't help but click his tongue.

The regimental commander knows the Japanese devils' personalities inside and out!

"okay!"

"You think our commander is an ordinary person, given that he can wipe out the Sakata Regiment?" Zhou Weiguo said irritably.

"Too!"

Yang Liansheng shook his head helplessly, then turned his gaze back to the open space in front of him!

As for the suspicion that the regimental commander was from Japan, that's impossible. After all, at least three thousand Japanese soldiers died at the hands of the regimental commander!

……

"Hai!"

After a series of negotiations, Xie Jinyuan nodded repeatedly!

Then he waved for Wu Baili to come over!

After jogging all the way, Wu Baili followed Xie Jinyuan toward the location of the prisoners of war!

With the Japanese devils' permission!

One by one, the prisoners of war walked in a line into the prisoner-of-war camp!

Everyone was so nervous that their palms were sweating!

……

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"Next!"

Xie Jinyuan spoke mechanically.