Chapter Eighty-Five: Running Away from the Prisoners of War
The British, who had their weapons confiscated, began to work, and as arranged by Zhang Sixing, they were filling sandbags. Also working with the military police and Lu Feizhang were there.
The work efficiency of up to 500 people is still quite high, and everyone else is sleeping at this time. After all, they have been busy since yesterday, and they are already exhausted after another day of fighting.
While the British soldiers were carrying sandbags, their eyes were constantly looking in the direction of Second Lieutenant Morrison's return.
Because when Second Lieutenant Morrison returned, it was when their hard work was over.
A pair carrying sandbags went upstairs with heavy steps, and the British soldiers discussed in a low voice.
"Do you think Second Lieutenant Morrison can convince the consul?"
"Who knows, all I know is that we were sent here by that bastard, and he was the one who sent us into the hands of that devil."
"I wish Mr. Consul would meet their demands, and that damn wouldn't be a miser."
The British, who was carrying a heavy sandbag and had yellow hair on his head, said,
"Hey, maybe we'll ...... when Will goes out to pack the sandbags later"
The British, with red hair, on the other end of the punching bag, shrugged,
"Robin, don't think about it, I'm just worried that I'll be shot if I get caught, or else...... And ......"
When he said that, he subconsciously looked back at the south bank of Suzhou Creek,
"But...... However, I have heard that if the Japanese find out that we are on this side of the river, they will think that we have brought reinforcements to the Japanese, and in that case they will attack the public concession. β
The red-haired Englishman Will asked with some concern.
"Go to his public concession, where safety concerns us. And the person in charge here, the German who looks like a Chinese, God knows if he will kill us all for their FΓΌhrer. β
Hearing Robin's complaints, Will still felt that the matter was too important, and he tried to ask,
"But the Japanese were really misunderstood, so we assisted the Chinese, and then they used this as an excuse to attack the public concession...... There are so many people there. β
"Then who told the German to detain us and make us do the work of these hard laborers."
Obviously, when it comes to repairing the front, Will also thinks it's a chore. Wiping the sweat soaked with his red hair with his sleeve, he had no hope with a bitter face,
"It's so dark outside, and there's a mine in front of you, unless someone leads the way......"
Hearing the meaning of Will's words, Robin on the other end of the sandbag also wiped his yellow hair, and whispered in a low voice,
"There are Japanese here, he knows about their mines, and according to him, the people who are guarding them are friendly to him."
After saying that, he squeezed his eyes, and Will listened, because the meaning was clear.
Placing the sandbags in place at the shooting hole, Will quietly surveyed his surroundings with his eyes twisted.
"Actually, maybe we don't have to run, those who call themselves the old eight are very friendly to us."
Robin's contemptuous sniff,
"Phew, what about their friendliness, as long as we run back and tell the chief about here, our British troops will come, and they will be scared like chickens."
Will thought for a moment and nodded slightly,
"Okay, listen to you."
Although he made up his mind, Will still frowned and asked,
"That Japanese, is he reliable?"
Robin's nod,
"Hey, bro, it's a time of war, and sometimes we have to take some risks. I guess as long as we flee to the Japanese, they will send us back, after all, there is no war between our two countries. β
Listening to his companion's words, Will relieved himself and quietly approached,
"Okay, let's talk about what we do, I hope you have a good plan."
The British were not very good at fighting, but it has to be said that their ability to escape from the prisoner of war camps was still good. In World War II, there were quite a few Britons who escaped from German and Japanese prisoner of war camps.
Hearing Will agree to run away together, Robin looked left and right to see if no one was paying attention to them, and then tilted his head to a guy in a Japanese Marine Corps uniform on the side.
Seeing his appearance, the Japanese knew that he had already discussed, and immediately approached and whispered in English,
"Hello two gentlemen, my name is Taro Hashimoto, I know the location of their mines, we just need to get out. It's so dark outside, they can't catch up with us. Less than a thousand meters, less than a thousand meters, is the front of our Imperial Japanese Marine Corps. β
"Although he knows the way, these people are watching very closely, how can we escape."
As a decided, the Brit Will will do it to the end. Robin looked assured,
"We'll have to find two other guys to pretend to be fake and cause chaos, these newcomers don't know us very well. With a little confusion, the three of us have a chance to escape. That's how my brother and I escaped from the London Police. β
Soon after, taking advantage of the fact that no one understood English, the two British prisoners of war contacted two other prisoners of war.
They met at the place where the sandbags were loaded, and while loading the sandbags said to the other two British soldiers with sandbags,
"Brother, if you want to get out of danger, you must help with this."
The two British soldiers who were scheduled to fight and cause chaos exclaimed in a low voice,
"My God, if we had helped you, we would have escaped, and we would have been shot."
The Japanese soldier who pretended to be guarding them bowed to the old eighth soldier who was watching them from the side, and then leaned up and said in a stern voice,
"If you two don't help, if you see the soldier with the gun, I'll tell him you two want to escape."
The two British soldiers who were arranged to fight were silent, they didn't expect to meet a Japanese who knew English, and they didn't know if the soldiers on guard would believe this guy's words.
"Hmph, don't scare anyone, I'll tell him that it's you who really want to escape."
Seeing that his escape plan was in sight, the yellow-haired chuckled and threatened,
"Hehe, yes, don't forget that they are all yellow, and I heard that they prefer to trust people of similar skin color."
As soon as he said this, the two Englishmen hesitated and replied,
"But it's just the two of us fighting......"
Robin scolded in a low voice,
"Are you a fool, tell the others that as long as the two of us escape and can return to the other side of the river, they will tell their superiors what happened to you, and when you get there, there are Japanese in front and us behind, and you are afraid that they will not obediently let you out."
This guy really has the ability to incite, and as soon as he said a few words, the two Englishmen on the opposite side nodded in the dark.
"Okay, let's do it, we'll inform the others separately, there's not much time, we have to get them up as soon as possible."
"Robin Boy has you, okay, we'll do it, but don't forget to get the people in the brigade to save us."
"Don't worry, it's all up to Will and me."