Chapter 414: Prisoner of War Camp
In the evening, Myitkyina's eastern city camp...
A muscular officer, shirtless and carrying a Thomson submachine gun, stood proudly walking back and forth on a low wall, surrounded by heavily armed soldiers patrolling everywhere.
In the open space in front of him were a large number of Japanese soldiers squatting, and at this time, most of these scum were glazed and expressionless, as if they had accepted all this.
However, there were still a few restless guys in the crowd who were constantly turning their little eyes to each other, as if they were planning something.
"Hmph, little devil... Bah! โ
The officer on the low wall was He Shuguang, who was proud at the moment, spitting at the Japanese soldiers below, and his eyes were full of contempt.
It's not easy to be angry in front of these bastards, and it's also a rare opportunity for the military seat to hand over the good errand of guarding the prisoners of war to himself.
Yu Xiaoqing repeatedly ordered him to ensure that the prisoners of war could not have any problems, because this was the best way to ask the government for credit. And Stilwell also has this idea to some extent, as a proof of his brilliant achievements in the Southeast Asian battlefield.
Now the more than 1,000 Japanese prisoners of war have become treasures, not only were they not tortured but they were also given some food, and many soldiers expressed extreme anger at this, but they could only obey the orders of their commanders.
"ใใใฏไฝใ ? ใพใใง็ฌใฎ็ณใ ! (What the hell is this?) Shit? ๏ผโ
"Noro! ๆฐดใจ้ฃใน็ฉใใใ ใใใ ใใใใฎ็ชใ้ฃในใใใฎใงใฏใใใพใใ!! (Bastard, we want water and grain, not what these pigs eat.) ๏ผโ
Seeing that the other party did not do anything to them except disarming and restricting freedom, several Japanese thorns thought that those harmless Chinese soldiers had no courage, so they began to shout, and threw the steamed buns in their hands on the ground, arrogantly making various demands.
He Shuguang was extremely annoyed, instead of realizing this, these fucking bastards showed off their might like winning a battle, who gave them all the courage?
"You, you, and you... All out! Li Chun, take them to the side, Lao Tzu wants to vent his anger for his brothers! โ
"Yes, Captain!"
He held the dog-legged knife in one hand and shouted loudly, picked out a few Japanese soldiers who screamed the most fiercely and a few unpleasant eyes, and let his subordinates tie up and escort them to the corner.
Although the military seat explained that he couldn't torture and kill the prisoners, it was still okay to vent the unhappiness in his heart, so many comrades-in-arms died tragically at the hands of the little devils, and if they didn't torture and torture them well, they were sorry for the dead brothers, anyway, as long as they didn't die, He Shuguang thought like this...
"Commander, do you want to get you some chili water?" A soldier enthusiastically offered advice.
"No, Lao Tzu's dog leg knife and iron are enough for these pigs and dogs to drink a pot." He Shuguang didn't care, and came up with ten thousand ways to torture people in his head.
Beep! Beep!
Under the watchful eyes of countless soldiers, a military jeep roared into the camp at a gallop.
"He Shuguang!"
Zhang Lixian pushed the door and got out of the car, strode over with a whip, and before the sound came, his current demeanor still had the shadow of Yu Xiaoqing at the beginning.
"Brother!? What are you doing here? As soon as he saw Zhang Lixian, He Shuguang immediately changed his expression and hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically.
"Junzuo is not at ease, let me come over and take a look, what are you doing here?" Zhang Lixian glanced at it lightly, frowned and asked.
"Isn't there a few things that don't know how to live or die that are making trouble, hehe... I'm going to teach them a lesson. โ
He Shuguang touched his head and replied embarrassedly. Don't look at him as a lieutenant colonel now, but he is still as well-behaved as a little brother in front of Zhang Lixian.
"Humph! I don't know what you're thinking? Zhang Lixian's eyes were crossed, and he scolded sharply: "The military seat has explained, these prisoners must not have problems, no matter how angry they are, they have to hold back for me!" โ
As the saying goes, one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven, at this time, Yu Xiaoqing was in full swing in the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Army, and the first few of them to follow the student soldiers are now also mixing well, including Zhang Lixian.
The former was very optimistic about him, and expanded the special service battalion with the strongest combat effectiveness of the Yu division into a regiment, using the best American weapons and equipment, and the position of colonel and regiment commander was naturally given to him.
"Alas... Be... Let them go! โ
He Shuguang lowered his head and sighed, even if he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to make a mistake in person, so he had to order the soldiers to stop.
Zhang Lixian knew that he was not happy, so he shook his head and had to comfort him a little: "You have to know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now, this kind of disdainful thing must not be done, we have to consider the reputation of the military seat, you know." โ
"The praise from above for our battle in northern Myanmar is very high, and when the battle report is up, the military merits will definitely be indispensable, maybe... You can add another star to your collar. โ
He Shuguang smiled and nodded, although he was obedient on the surface, he looked at his friend who was becoming more and more bureaucratic, and it was not a taste in his heart.
People will eventually become, and the big brother who was enthusiastic and decisive and dared to fight in the past seems to be gone.
"Which unit are you from? To do... Forehead... Hello sir! โ
A group of people suddenly came outside the camp, which immediately aroused the vigilance of the soldiers present, but when they saw the rank of the leader of the other party, the attitude of the guards immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees.
"Sir, I don't know you...?"
"Is your regimental commander here?" Liao Mingyu stood on the jeep and asked sharply without being verbose.
"In, in, our regimental commander is in front, and the lowly will lead you over, all disperse, disperse! Who's that! Remove the barricades and make the way for the sir! The guard platoon commander hurriedly replied respectfully, lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes, not daring to make a mistake.
Just kidding, how dare you be disrespectful in front of a two-star general, unless you think your life is long.
"Why is he here!?"
Zhang Lixian's face changed greatly, and he could see clearly who was coming from afar, this legendary star has always played cards out of common sense, but he had to make people nervous at this time.
"Brother... What is Chief Liao here for? He Shuguang is also the second monk who is confused.
"Where the do I know where to go!? Let's go, go and see! โ
Anyway, the other party's status and rank are there, even if he doesn't want to, he has to step forward to greet him.
"Chief Liao!"
"Hello sir!"
Zhang Lixian and others hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Liao Mingyu.
The latter came back from talking, and without waiting for the other party to ask, he said straight to the point: "This batch of prisoners of war is now handed over to my third division to take over, you should go back to the station first." โ
"This..."
The two looked at each other, both of them speechless with astonishment.
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