Eastern suburbs of Kunshan, prisoner of war camp.

The prisoner of war concentration camp was built less than five miles away from the Kunshan railway station, where it was originally an abandoned warehouse, and now it looks similar from the appearance, but there is more barbed wire on the wall, every 100 meters, there is also a watchtower, there are not only searchlights on the watchtower, but also devil soldiers guard at night, those who don't know think that this is the field station of the army, and no one will know that this is a concentration camp for prisoners of war.

The camp had only one gate to enter and exit, and it was heavily guarded.

In the ditch a few miles away from the concentration camp, Yue Weihan was observing the virtual reality through a telescope, and in addition to the guard platoon leader Hua Hanlin, there was also a man in his thirties.

Yue Weihan asked the man, "Big brother, is there electricity on the barbed wire fence on the fence?" ”

"Yes, it's on high voltage." The man said, "When the concentration camp was about to be repaired, there was a windy legend that the devils wanted to kill us all, and that night, two brothers tried to escape over the wall, but they were electrocuted by high-voltage electricity!" ”

Yue Weihan's brows furrowed for a moment, if the barbed wire was connected with high voltage, it would be troublesome.

The man suddenly said, "Sir, I know that there is a place where you can enter the concentration camp, and you will definitely not be discovered by the devils." ”

"Oh?" When Yue Weihan heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, and turned back to the man and said, "Big brother, tell me quickly, which place?" ”

"The dung pit!" The man said, "The dunghill of the concentration camp is connected to a small river outside, and if you enter the dunghill from the small river, you can enter the concentration camp without knowing it. ”

"Great." Yue Weihan said to Hua Hanlin again, "Hanlin, go and call Da Long and them." ”

After a while, Cao Xinglong, Chi Chengfeng, and Niu Dagen came to Yue Weihan, who immediately issued a combat mission to them, and after a while, nearly 100 officers and soldiers of the Baoshan Battalion touched the small river behind the concentration camp under the cover of night, and then went down into the river silently.

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Twenty miles away, Yang Village.

When the Baoshan Battalion arrived at the eastern outskirts of Kunshan, Watanabe Daisa's special operations brigade also arrived in Yang Village.

Watanabe Daisa's special operations brigade marched much faster than the Baoshan battalion, and the Baoshan battalion had only walked more than 20 miles, and they had already walked more than 40 miles!

Because the marching route and the final destination of the two teams were completely different, they did not meet on a narrow road, and the Baoshan battalion escaped a catastrophe, otherwise, the tired soldiers with less than 100 remaining in the Baoshan battalion were definitely not the opponent of this devil special forces equipped with automatic firepower.

At this time, Watanabe Osa was observing the movements of Yang Village.

The village on the opposite side was pitch black, only a few Chi Na dogs seemed to smell the breath of the imperial army, and were barking wildly, and soon a few faint lights lit up in the village, Watanabe Daisa's brows frowned for a moment, the situation was obviously wrong, if the Baoshan battalion was really stationed in this village, how could they not even put a sentry?

"Yaga!" Watanabe Osa got up abruptly and said to the few special operations captains behind him, "Fence off the village!" ”

The situation is already obvious, the fox must have run away, this black light is blind, and the agents of the special high school are estimated to be blind, but the people of China in this village should know the situation, in order not to delay the fighters, Watanabe Daisa must immediately know the exact escape direction of the China army from the mouths of these people.

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Eastern suburbs of Kunshan, prisoner of war camp.

Swimming across the icy river and through the foul-smelling dung pit, the officers and men of the Baoshan battalion finally silently infiltrated the prisoner of war concentration camp, and when everyone got out of the dung pit safely, Yue Weihan suddenly made a gesture, and the more than 90 officers and men of the Baoshan battalion quickly divided into four groups and pounced on their respective targets.

Chi Chengfeng led the second company to raid the gate;

Cao Xinglong led a company to clean up the sentry posts;

Niu Dagen led the machine gun company to clear the camp of the devil's garrison;

Yue Weihan personally led a platoon of guards to storm the prison and release the [***] prisoners of war held inside.

Suddenly, there were dense gunshots in the Lujiabin concentration camp, according to the instructions of the fellow countrymen, Yue Weihan led the guard platoon to rush to the prison as quickly as possible, the prison where the [***] prisoners of war were held was a row of more than a dozen fully enclosed cement houses, as long as the iron door was locked, the devil could basically sit back and relax, so there were only two sentry posts outside.

As soon as Yue Weihan and the others rushed out of the shadows, two devil soldiers rushed out of the sentry post, holding their guns and shouting: "Password!" ”

There was no nonsense, Yue Weihan fired two shots left and right, and the two devil soldiers fell in response, and the crooked handle in the hand of the guard platoon leader Hua Hanlin opened fire at the same time, and several other little devils were also knocked down.

Hearing the gunshots, the dozen or so big cement houses opposite suddenly became noisy, and many [***] soldiers desperately squeezed their heads in front of the narrow windows, inspected the situation outside through the thick iron fence, and saw that the devil soldiers in the sentry outside were stacked down, and those [***] prisoners of war immediately cheered in oblivion.

"Brethren, it's us [***] who have come back!"

"Hahaha, Ge Lao Tzu, we have saved ......"

"Turtle son, go out this time, don't kill the little devil, Lao Tzu has his surname!"

"Brother on the other side, which part are you? Are we starting a counteroffensive? Damn, it's time to counterattack, we can't let the little devils keep pressing us to fight, right? ”

For a while, those [***] prisoners of war were screaming and jumping, crying and howling, anyway, there were all kinds of things.

Yue Weihan ignored the clamor of these [***] prisoners of war, and waved his hand to Hua Hanlin and said, "Blow up the door and release people!" ”

"Yes!" As soon as Hua Hanlin beckoned, more than a dozen soldiers of the guard platoon had already stepped forward in response, and stuffed a state-made grenade into the iron door handle of the dozen cells, and immediately pulled the lead, and immediately white smoke rose up, and then there was a loud rumbling sound, and the doors of more than a dozen cells were blown open at the same time.

The next moment, more than a thousand [***] prisoners of war rushed out of it like a flood that had burst its embankment!

Yue Weihan frowned, raised the box gun is horn twice, and the fierce gunfire suddenly calmed down a little bit, and Yue Weihan shouted coldly: "Look at your bear-like, do you still look like a soldier?" All of them, take me as a benchmark, look left and right...... Even! ”

As a result, the more than 1,000 [***] prisoners of war were immediately divided into three distinct parts.

In the middle, about 500 people wore light yellow coarse cloth military uniforms, and the queue was the most neat; About 200 people on the right are wearing black cloth military uniforms, and the military appearance is slightly worse, and about 400 people on the left are wearing gray cloth military uniforms, but they are loose and loose, and they look like stragglers.

Yue Weihan asked, "Are there any officers above the battalion level who are present?" ”

The entire ranks of prisoners of war were silent, and no one came out.

"What about the company-level officers?" Yue Weihan shouted again, "Out of the ranks!" ”

Four people lined up, two in light yellow uniforms in the middle, one in gray cloth on the left and one in black cloth on the right.

Yue Weihan's cold swishing gaze swept across the faces of the four people like knives, and he immediately shouted: "Report your number and position!" ”

"Report to the commander, Huang Baocheng, captain and company commander of the 521st Regiment of the 259th Brigade of the 87th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, please give me an instruction!"

"Report to the commander, Liao Yaoting, the captain and company commander of the 108th Brigade of the 216th Brigade of the 36th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, please give me an instruction!"

"Report to the chief, Wang Qing, the captain and company commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the Tax Police Corps of the Eight Nations Bank, please give me an instruction!"

"Report to the commander, Liu Zhijian, captain and company commander of the 145th Brigade of the 433rd Division of the National Revolutionary Army, please give me an instruction!"

The four officers stood tall one after another, and each reported the number and position of the unit.

The 87th and 36th Divisions of the National Revolutionary Army are both Central Army, and their predecessors were President Jiang's guard troops, and the Tax Police Corps of the Eight Nations Bank is not regular, but their equipment and combat effectiveness are no worse than those of the Central Army, but Yue Weihan's eyes still fell on the Sichuan Army company commander wearing a gray cloth uniform, and said: "The 145th Division? General Rao Guohua's troops? ”

The company commander of the Sichuan Army named Liu Zhijian suddenly said in a thick Sichuan accent: "The commander also knows that our division commander Rao? ”

"Of course I know, General Rao is a famous general in Sichuan!" Yue Weihan frowned, and said, "But isn't your division stationed in Guangde, how can you ......?"

Speaking of this, Yue Weihan was suddenly stunned, and he was shocked to realize that it was already December 11, and the historical General Rao Guohua had already been martyred in Cross Pu ten days ago.

Sure enough, Liu Zhijian sighed and said gloomily: "The chief doesn't know, Master Rao has been martyred." ”

"Okay, don't be sad." Yue Weihan stepped forward and patted Liu Zhijian on the shoulder, and said, "Although General Rao has been martyred, you are still alive, and thousands of soldiers of the Sichuan army are still alive. ”

"By the way, as long as the Sichuan Yankees don't die, the Republic of China won't perish!"

Yue Weihan's words aroused the enthusiasm of the company commander of the Sichuan army and the more than 400 prisoners of war of the Sichuan army behind him, and they all straightened their waists in an instant, to say that although the Sichuan army was poorly trained and poorly equipped, they did not lack the ambition to serve the country and kill the enemy, but some senior officials and generals of the party-state looked at them coldly, which made them a little discouraged.

At this time, Cao Xinglong, Chi Guoxiu and Niu Dagen had already finished their work and rushed to report one after another.

In fact, the strength of the devils left behind is less than two squads of sixty or seventy people, and it is also a garrison of two devils transferred from Taiwan, and the combat effectiveness and will to fight cannot be compared with the elite devils of the few permanent divisions and regiments of the little devils, plus the Baoshan battalion was unexpectedly attacked from the inside, and most of the two devils lost their heads in their sleep.

Yue Weihan immediately said to Huang Baocheng, Liao Yaoting, Wang Qing, and Liu Zhijian: "Time is pressing, don't talk about it, now I will temporarily reorganize you into four reinforced companies, which belong to the battle sequence of my Baoshan battalion, the company commander is the four of you, and the deputy platoon commander of the company will take care of it yourself, give you ten minutes, and assemble at the gate in ten minutes!" ”

"Yes!" Huang Baocheng and the four of them hurriedly stepped forward and immediately turned around and began to reorganize the troops.