The Sword of Swords is a Guard for Kong Jie

Chapter 93
In a ravine less than three kilometers away from Zhengtai Road, Huang Yu looked anxious, whether he looked up at the mountain pass, hoping that the three squad leaders would come back soon.

He only knew that Wei Dayong had escaped from a prisoner-of-war camp near Zhengtai Road, but he didn't know where the prisoner-of-war camp was.

The three squads of the assault platoon had been sent out by him for almost ten days, and they came back twice in the middle, but they didn't bring any good news.

Not surprisingly, Wei Dayong should have escaped from the POW camp in the next few days.

If you still can't determine the specific location of the prisoner-of-war camp and deploy defenses in advance, you will probably miss Wei Dayong.

"Platoon leader, I found a situation!" Deputy platoon leader Zhong Chengjun hurriedly reported to Huang Yu.

"Since three days ago, there have been a lot of gunshots from the Zhuma village stronghold every day. After receiving the news, I went to listen to it. The gunshots are exactly the same as the submachine guns we are equipped with!"

"I also heard a piece of news from the people nearby!"

"One afternoon four days ago, four trucks entered the Zhuma Village stronghold and left half an hour later..."

"That's right!" Huang Yuchang let out a sigh of relief.

"The stronghold in Zhuma Village was built by the devils by mobilizing more than [-] prisoners of war. After the construction was completed, the prisoners of war did not leave. It seems that they are going to organize them into a puppet army!"

"The devil special forces must want to use those prisoners of war for training, so they hurried to the Zhuma village stronghold!"

"Let the three infantry squads withdraw immediately. Starting tomorrow, we will focus on monitoring the Zhuma village stronghold. Try to capture a few prisoners, find out the real situation in the stronghold, and then report to the regiment headquarters!"

"Get up, stand up for me..." a puppet platoon leader at the Zhuma village stronghold yelled at the twenty or so prisoners of war in the room.

"You guys are lucky today, the imperial army wants to see you..."

"As long as you pass the examination of the imperial army, not only will you be able to leave, but the imperial army will reward you with five yuan each..."

Wei Dayong, whom Huang Yu wanted to rescue, stayed among these prisoners, and he hid all his force. He looked like the other prisoners, listless and weak...

After arriving at the training ground with the puppet platoon leader, five devils wearing body armor and carrying submachine guns stood motionless in front of them, looking at them like a hunter looking at a balance, full of longing.

Wei Dayong knew at a glance that these devils had extraordinary skills.

The translator said a few words to the devils around him with a flattering smile, and strode up to the twenty prisoners of war.

"Listen up, the imperial army has decided to give you a chance to leave here!"

"No matter who it is, as long as they can defeat the first five imperial armies, not only will they be able to leave, but they will also be rewarded with five silver pieces..."

"Those who want to challenge the imperial army to leave here take the initiative to stand up and sign up. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop!"

"I'll come..." A middle-aged man mustered up the courage to stand up
Wei Dayong knew him, and he was a squad leader in the army just like himself. He had practiced martial arts for several years, and his skills should be considered top among twenty prisoners of war.

A ghost soldier stood up at the same time, and killed the middle-aged man before he could make a move.

"Bang bang..." The two quickly fought together, but the middle-aged man was obviously not as vicious as the devil...

In less than ten seconds, the dagger in the devil's hand slammed into the middle-aged man's chest!
"Who else stands up to challenge the imperial army, wins a reward of five oceans, and leaves the stronghold!" The ghost translator seemed to have expected this scene, and continued looking at the panicked prisoners of war.

"I'll come..." Another young man stood up.

"Anyway, I'm dead, maybe if I'm lucky, I can pull a little devil on my back!"

"If I want to challenge, I have to carry a head on my shoulders. If you don't believe me, I can't kill him!" Another young man stood out from among the captives.

"Put one to earn money, and two to earn one!" The fourth young man followed suit.

The little devil who stood up was very arrogant, and directly waved at the three of them: "You three go together..."

"Chichi..."

The sharp dagger quickly knew the life of a young man, and when the devil was fighting with the remaining two prisoners, a voice suddenly came out from among the prisoners: "Brothers, the little devil wants to train us... Anyway, we are all dead, follow us!" They fought!"

Those who would rather be a coolie than a prisoner of the puppet army still have a trace of blood, and when they are incited, their blood rushes to their hearts, screaming and rushing towards the devils around them.

Several devil special forces did not shoot.

In their eyes, the more fierce the prisoners of war fight, the better their training effect will be.

One by one, they rushed towards the group of prisoners at the same time, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and decided to kill all the prisoners of war in the yard with a dagger.

Wei Dayong took the opportunity to make a move, three steps in parallel, and quickly rushed towards the devil officer on the side.

He punched the opponent hard on the head with all his strength.

The devil officer was killed on the spot, and fell to the ground with a desperate expression.

Wei Dayong quickly took out the jacket on the officer's waist, opened the safety, pulled the trigger on the two devils nearby, and ran towards the wall next to the yard while shooting...

This sudden accident shocked the other devils around, especially the machine gunner not far away.

Quickly adjust the shooting angle, ready to fire at Wei Dayong.

But the training ground has become a mess, special forces, captives... are in a mess, and if they fire rashly, they will definitely accidentally hurt their own people.

In the chaotic crowd, there were other prisoners of war who grabbed the devils' guns and set fire to the little devils around them, making the training ground even more chaotic..."

Wei Dayong seized the opportunity, and like a monkey, quickly climbed over the courtyard wall and escaped from the Zhuma village stronghold!
"Baga, someone ran out..." A devil officer saw Wei Dayong's back disappearing on the fence, pointed at a puppet platoon leader and gave an order.

"Take two squads and go out to chase immediately. We must kill this prisoner!"

"Papa..." Wei Dayong fired two shots in a row, killing the second devil who was closest to him on the spot...

But the puppet army received a death order. If they returned to the stronghold empty-handed, they would still have no good fruit to eat.

Regardless of the comrade who was killed just now, he continued to chase forward with a gun...

"Clap clap..."

Wei Dayong continued to shoot, but the capacity of the pistol was limited. He ran out of eight bullets just two kilometers away from the stronghold, and had to hide behind a big rock, preparing to kill them by hand-to-hand combat after the puppet army rushed in.

"Da da da……"

Wei Dayong was gearing up and was about to jump out to take action, when a series of machine gun fire suddenly sounded on the mound not far away.

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