Quietly found Duan Peng.

Duan Peng was hiding in the dark and didn't dare to move. Because there were Japanese snipers at the height.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he found out that Yang Yue had appeared.

"What's the situation?" Yang Yue asked.

"The large Japanese troops have withdrawn. Only the remaining military police are left, about thirty people." Duan Peng said.

"Okay!" Yang Yue nodded with satisfaction.

After spending a lot of effort, the Japanese troops were finally transferred away.

The miniature map shows that there are indeed only about thirty people inside. That's strange. What about the people caught by the Japanese? Did they all be killed?

Suddenly, an ominous premonition surged from Yang Yue's heart. It would not be...

The Japanese found out that something was wrong, so they became angry and were so embarrassed that they killed all the prisoners of war?

Damn it!

With the cruelty of the Japanese, it is entirely possible!

You can't wait any longer. You must go in immediately!

Take out the bazooka.

Aim at the gates of the military police.

shooting!

"laugh!"

"boom!"

A rocket passed by.

The gate of the military police finally collapsed completely.

The Japanese hidden around the gate were also shocked by the violent explosion and either died or fell into a coma.

Yang Yue carried the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and made great strides.

At this moment, people block and kill people, Buddha block and kill Buddha!

"There are ghosts at high places nearby." Duan Peng hurriedly reminded.

"I killed them all." Yang Yue replied calmly.

"Oh!" Duan Peng suddenly felt relieved.

Without the Japanese surveillance at a high place, he dared to swagger in with a gun.

Really, Duan Peng felt a little inflated at this moment. He didn't take the gendarmerie of just twenty or thirty Japanese soldiers seriously at all.

Bang!

Bang!

Yang Yue raised his hand and shot him twice.

The two Japanese military police who were trying to rush out fell down on the spot.

Bang!

Duan Peng also fired a shot.

A Japanese man hiding behind a window fell to the ground with a hump.

Bang!

Bang!

Go ahead and shoot all the way.

The Japanese military police fell one by one. No one had the chance to fight back.

Suddenly I saw a lieutenant of the devil.

Just as I was about to shoot, I suddenly felt something unusual.

This lieutenant of the devil seems to have a mental problem? He is actually like a walking corpse?

He clearly saw that he rushed in, but he didn't react at all. He was holding a gun in his hand, but he didn't move at all?

strangeness……

What is this Japanese going to do?

Is it because someone beat me up in my mind?

Duan Peng was about to shoot, but Yang Yue held him down. He wanted to capture the other party alive.

"Go behind him." Yang Yue nodded.

"Okay!" Duan Peng immediately walked around and took action from behind.

With a light pat, knock the target unconscious.

Yang Yue took the opportunity to take away the turtle box in his hand.

I took a look in disgust and threw it on the ground. I don't want to give it away for free.

Breaking into the back of the military police.

This place is already in a mess, all of which are ruins after being bombed by him.

Strangely, no cell was found.

After a while, I realized that it was a dungeon.

All the cells were underground and the entrance was blocked by messy debris.

Alas, it's a dungeon. Otherwise, I might have bombed all the prisoners of war to death after a blast.

Drag the debris away and clear the exit.

When you enter, you will see a downward staircase, winding and many corners.

There is no light, dark, and veritable, unable to see your fingers.

Fortunately, I have night vision ability, otherwise I might be thrown to death.

It's finally easy to get off.

Finally saw the cell.

Light the oil lamp on the wall.

The dark and dim light radiates around.

In the first cell, a group of ragged prisoners of war were imprisoned.

Judging from their military uniforms, they seemed to be from the Shaanxi Army. I don’t know when they were captured. The overall situation was very bad.

The Japanese barely left their lives, but they abused them so badly. Their skin was full of flesh and blood, and they were covered in scars. They were full of rotten muscles, and they were inflamed and pus. They almost had the last breath left.

Yang Yue smashed the rusty iron lock open, and the people inside couldn't get out by themselves. He couldn't even open his eyes.

Yang Yue shook his head helplessly.

Xiao Zhiyun...

This beautiful guerrilla captain...

He was quietly digging a pit for himself and said that he would have combat effectiveness if he saved the prisoners.

Tsk! Look at these prisoners!

Not to mention increasing combat effectiveness, they have to give them food and water. Even if they are saved, they don’t know whether they can survive in the end. But now, it is certain that they absolutely do not have the ability to participate in the battle.

Fortunately, there is enough water and white steamed buns in the 026 logistics warehouse. That is the same as these two things. There is no other food.

Take out the water and white steamed buns and put them in the cell.

“Eighth Route Army…”

“Eighth Route Army…”

Finally, someone said dyingly.

Unfortunately, the sound was too weak and as thin as a gossip. It seemed to have exhausted all their strength.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but unfortunately he was unable to do so.

"Let us out!"

"Let us out!"

Suddenly, someone shouted inside.

Yang Yue walked in and saw a strong man.

My eyes couldn't help but lit up.
To be continued...