The sunken freighter left a huge vortex on the sea.

Yang Yue did not regret the sinking of this freighter. It was full of iron ore and had no value.

Well, to be precise, he has no value. He doesn't know how to smel iron.

The Eighth Route Army currently has no technology to smelve iron.

Cotton, silk, etc. are not used for the time being.

However, the freighter full of Chinese labor was his next target.

People are always more important than other things.

Drive a motorboat to get closer.

The Japanese troops on the ship tried to resist.

"Pu hook!"

"Pu hook!"

They shoot with rifles.

But no one dared to get close to the heavy machine gun.

Because all the Japanese who tried to get close to the heavy machine gun were killed by Yang Yue.

Next to the two Type 92 heavy machine guns, there were corpses of the Japanese lying on them.

If you look closely, every Japanese man was shot in the brain.

Such a terrifying marksmanship, even the Japanese were terrified.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Yang Yue raised his gun with one hand to fight back.

One shot at one.

One shot at one.

Headshot with guns.

Intentionally.

It is to shock the remaining Japanese and make them dare not appear easily.

It quickly approached the tail of the freighter.

He needs to climb up from the tail of the freighter. There are ropes here.

However, there are still remaining Japanese invaders on the ship, so they must resist stubbornly. Obviously, they did not feel comfortable directly from sinking.

Forced to get on the freighter.

Jump onto the freighter.

Climb up along the rope at the stern of the boat.

Come to the deck soon.

Two Japanese invaders rushed up.

The bayonet with the 38-large cover is shining.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Yang Yue didn't even look at it.

Directly use the shell gun to name one by one.

Quickly enter the cabin.

Japanese invaders kept rushing out from all corners.

They all carried the 38th cover and did not shoot. They rushed up like this and tried to use bayonets to resolve the battle.

Do you think they are brave?

Very brave.

Not afraid of death.

But the tactics are really old-fashioned.

At this time, you are still using a bayonet? You obviously saw that I had a shell gun in my hand! At least you should use a pistol, right?

Even the most unreliable turtle box is more effective than a bayonet, right?

I can't understand. I just sent them to hell.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Yang Yue's shell gun has been waiting for them for a long time.

He had already seen clearly with his perspective, but pretended not to see it.

Sometimes they deliberately turn their backs to the other party and deliberately lure them out.

All the Japanese invaders were deceived.

After two or two, more than half of the Japanese invaders were eliminated. However, there were still ten Japanese invaders hiding in every corner of the cabin.

They seemed to have learned their lessons, and seemed to have already recognized Yang Yue's tricks, and hid at the bottom and said nothing.

"Save us!"

"Save us!"

The workers who were detained in various cabins were excited and screamed.

They were already extremely desperate, and suddenly heard gunshots coming from outside. They all stretched their necks and looked forward to the arrival of a miracle.

Many people think it's an illusion.

It is an hallucination that only occurs when you are tired and hungry and on the verge of death.

As a result, a miracle really came.

Someone really killed the freighter.

The Japanese soldiers in charge of the alert were beaten to death one by one.

Then a handsome Chinese soldier appeared. His arrival instantly seemed like the sun illuminating the desperate heart of every worker.

It's saved!

It's saved!

They are saved!

"Dang!"

"Clang!"

Yang Yue took out the fire axe and smashed an iron door open.

The first wave of laborers was rescued.

There are hundreds of people.

They were locked in a cabin of less than twenty square meters, almost in a state of being filled with people, and even having difficulty breathing.

After escaping from the cabin, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Move hands and feet, pinch hands and feet.

The final decision was not a dream. They were really rescued.

"Are you the Eighth Route Army?" asked a captain.

"Yes! I'm from the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army!" Yang Yue nodded, "Do you still have the strength to get a gun?"

"Yes! Yes!" the other party answered hurriedly.

Yang Yue then took out a bunch of wrecked shell guns to the other party. Each gun was equipped with three magazines.

This rubbish finally came in handy.

He has stored too many throng guns, more than 300!

I had thought that no one wanted this garbage. Unexpectedly, I accidentally rescued so many prisoners of war.

More than a dozen shell guns were fired out on the spot.

Not every worker can hold a gun. Some people are very weak and can hardly stand up.

In such a situation, it is really hard to get them to take a gun.
To be continued...