Somewhere in southern Shandong, this is a prisoner of war camp in the wild. There are three Japanese men walking around on the tall wooden mail tower, staring at the surrounding situation at all times.

Barbed wire was drawn around the entire prisoner-of-war camp, and there were two positions at the gate, one on the left and one on the right, sandbags were piled high, and heavy machine guns on the other side seemed to be armed to the teeth.

From time to time, a group of patrol soldiers walked by, always alert to the surrounding situation.

Inside the prisoner-of-war camp was a large group of ragged soldiers, with pale faces and thin skin, and some even lost their cheekbones, looking like they had not eaten enough.

In fact, this is the case. These people have never had enough food since they got here, and many brothers are disappearing. I heard that the Japanese took them to do cool labor, and then they were never able to bring them back.

There is a reason why these prisoners of war survived until now, because their inner hatred was intertwined with their inner love.

At this moment, several people were lying in the grass outside the prisoner-of-war camp. One of the fat men looked inside with a telescope in his hand. After seeing it, he shrank back and lay in the grass, saying in disappointment.

"Has no one sent to save them from Chongqing?"

"Haha, the Central Army nearby has more than 100,000 troops, but no one has ever made this idea, and the outside world doesn't even know that they are being locked up here.

The reason they lived was because the Japanese needed their strength and hoped that they could help themselves. To put it bluntly, they hoped that these Northwest Army would become puppet troops.

Because of the previous incident, the Northwest Army was very disappointed with the Chongqing government, but they did not want to be in harmony with the Japanese. All kinds of love and hate were intertwined, which made them not only endure physical pain, but also mental torture."

When Lao Ji said this, the eagle beside him pounded the ground hard and said indignantly.

"That's how they treat national heroes. These people are all heroes who fight the Japanese. When they are holding the Japanese bayonet in front of them, they are stabbed by their own people in the back!"

"Don't worry about so many, we will save these people. Regardless of whether they have done bad things before, in terms of fighting the Japanese, they are all national heroes who fight against the invaders and should be rescued."

Li Feng had a little sadness and anger on his face. A man who was originally a hero has almost become a slave now and seems to have been forgotten.

Although there are many unsung heroes who died on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, at least people know that they are heroes, and the prisoner-of-war camp opposite is different. Their experience is indeed very sad.

Lao Ji told them that the Northwest Army opposite seemed to have been captured because of some accidents when fighting with the Japanese before. Many people know the reason, that is, they were stabbed in the back while fighting.

Moreover, the place where the group of Northwest Army fingers seemed to be Zhongtiao Mountain, a particularly important strategic location. Recently, the Japanese have gathered a lot of troops there, as if they are going to launch another attack.

The most tragic thing is to be stabbed by one of our own people, so these Northwest Army are still very angry. They don’t understand why some people pointed their guns at them. They just got off the line of fire. Suddenly, they found that there were machine guns on the mountains on both sides, and they were shooting at them, so they had to pick up the big sword and retreat to the battlefield that had just evacuated and continued to fight with the Japanese...

In the end, many people were seriously injured and captured. Originally, the Northwest Army and the Japanese did not deal with each other at all, but the Japanese saw this and tried to surrender the Northwest Army. However, no one has become a puppet army yet. Logically speaking, they should hate the Central Army very much, but they did not take up weapons to fight them...

The matter of saving people must be carried out. Not to mention that these prisoners of war are heroes of the Chinese nation, there are some experts in it, and everyone must be rescued.

"I said, Lao Ji, go and help me contact my second squadron, and say I have something to ask them for, and help me find the independent regiments and guerrillas nearby. I also want to ask them for help if I have something to do."

Now Li Feng and the others have only such a few people. With the power of the ghost, they will definitely not be able to compete with the two squadrons of the Japanese head-on, so he must rely on the power of others.

The only forces that can be used nearby are the first division. They have a regiment nearby and some guerrillas, which should be able to hold the Japanese.

Li Feng also has a squadron nearby, so he can ask them to come and help.

In less than two days, they discussed a plan, that is, the people of the Independent Regiment were responsible for restraining the Japanese in a squadron, and Li Feng's second squadron and ghosts were responsible for restraining the remaining Japanese, and then rescued those people.

In fact, the people from the First Division were very surprised. One of their regiments might not be able to beat the Japanese squadron, but it would be fine to hold on. However, Li Feng had only one squadron in his hands, and he dared to fight the remaining Japanese squadron to death?

Li Feng is really brave. These Japanese soldiers are just guarding military police teams, and their combat effectiveness is not as strong as they imagined. Their combat-capable troops were all transferred to Zhongtiao Mountain. Those who are left behind are the old, weak, sick and disabled. They are not necessarily Li Feng's opponents.

"I said Li Feng, are you really sure?"

Commander Xia of the Independent Regiment of the First Division was hung with a box cannon on his body, and looked at Li Feng with some disbelief and asked.

The little fat man didn't say anything at this time, but the captain of the second squadron beside him spoke.

"I said Captain Xia, just think about it. The Japanese have only one squadron in total. My troops are only more than him and not less than him. Although the combat power of the soldiers is a bit different, I really don't want him to fight, let alone with our captain's help, I guarantee to take them."

The captain of the second squadron was full of confidence. As long as the boss was here, no problem was not a problem. He had said that he had newly transferred the weapons from the arsenal. I heard that they had just put into production a new type of rifle. Not to mention its great power, the most important thing is that it is not easy to damage and has guaranteed logistics supplies.

Commander Xia looked at Li Feng, who was turning a magnifying glass in his hand, and finally chose to believe this fat man. After all, Li Feng's record has never been faked. He once led a squadron to achieve the results that he could not even win a regiment. Now there is a whole formation of troops, and it is impossible to just be broken into the hands of a squadron of the Japanese.

"Since you are sure, I will leave a word. The remaining squadron of the Japanese will never easily break through my anti-lock line, but I can only tell you that the troops in my hands can only last for half a day, and I hope you are sure to rescue them."

"Captain Xia, no problem, just wait. Your benefits will definitely be indispensable at that time." A wicked smile appeared on the corner of the fat man's mouth, which looked very cruel, like an evil ghost preparing to suck blood...
Chapter completed!