"What's the name?"

"Song, Song Beiguo."

"What are you doing there?"

"Company, company commander..."

"Why do you want to defect to us?"

"He, they will, will kill me, I..."

"Are you scared?"

“Yes, yes.”

Song Beiguo was indeed afraid.

He witnessed the ugly behavior of the Japanese Grandpa.

After going back, the Japanese Grandpa would definitely kill him.

In the eyes of the Japanese, he, the company commander of the puppet army, is not as good as an ant! He will kill him if he says he wants to kill him.

He has been a man for decades, how could he not have imagined?

"Which part of you turned out to be?"

"Sun, Sun Dianying..."

"The Dongling Thieves also have your share?"

"No, no..."

Song Beiguo hurriedly denied it.

Yang Yue was too lazy to ask.

It's totally worthless!

This guy is just the kind of slut, old-fashioned, afraid of death, changing his mind when he sees the wind, and his mother is the one who has milk.

Yang Yue actually wanted to kill this guy. He was so worried. The most important thing he had to worry about was whether he would shoot his own cold gun in the back.

He sometimes surrendered to the Japanese, sometimes surrendered to the Eighth Route Army, sometimes surrendered to the National Army, more than the three-rank slaves!

Unfortunately, the Eighth Route Army's policies were there. Since the other party surrendered, he could not kill them.

Unless it is a serious crime, it can only be severely punished after trial.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard.

Song Beiguo immediately sat on the ground.

But Chu Yunfei took out his pistol and shot him. Bullets passed by.

This is a warning.

Yang Yue secretly called it a pity.

How great it would be that Chu Yunfei shot this guy in one shot.

The Eighth Route Army has discipline and cannot kill prisoners. But Chu Yunfei can do it! He can execute military laws on behalf of the national army!

Chu Yunfei could have shot these puppet troops in one shot, and there was no trouble with Mao.

"Give me your life..."

"Give me your life..."

Song Beiguo lay on the ground and kowtowed desperately.

Yang Yue tilted his head, not wanting to see his ugly appearance. He is a very good person...

Suddenly my mind moved slightly and turned my head to look east.

I only saw the Japanese army pushing out a large group of prisoners of war and slowly approaching Xiaotang Village.

Yang Yue's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Yes, they are all prisoners of war.

They are ragged and hunched. They are all men.

The total number of people is about 200. There are more than 500 Japanese soldiers behind the formation.

Yang Yue's face suddenly became solemn.

Damn it, is the Japanese going to threaten themselves with hostages?

"asshole!"

Sun Desheng suddenly became furious.

Yang Yue looked at him with a squinted eye.

What's going on?

"He, they are all, they are all, the 97th Army did not want to surrender, they were arrested..." Song Beiguo hurriedly asked for credit for explanation.

"Ninety-Seventh Army?" Yang Yue turned his head to look at Chu Yunfei.

Chu Yunfei shook his head and said that he did not know them.

He only knew the senior leaders of the Ninety-Seventh Army and did not know the grassroots officers and soldiers.

Now the people who were pushed out by the Japanese are basically grassroots officers and soldiers, and the one with the highest rank is just a captain.

"I know you!" Sun Desheng said fiercely.

"All of them belong to the Ninety-Seventh Army?" Yang Yue was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Yes! There is a Ma Baoshan and Dong Lei inside, both of whom are the company commanders of the Ninety-Seventh Army."

"So that's what it is..."

Yang Yue nodded thoughtfully.

This Zhu Huaibing is really a hardcore traitor.

He actually handed over the soldiers whom his subordinates were unwilling to surrender to the Japanese.

This is simply inhumane!

He is so cruel to his own soldiers.

Seeing that they were all covered in scars, they knew that they must have been tortured by the Japanese.

It is probably because the Japanese were planning to sell them to the chaebol, so they did not kill them. Now they are pushed out, and you can imagine the sinister intentions. You just want to use their bodies to block the Eighth Route Army's bullets.

Vicious.

sinister.

cruel.

Sun Desheng clenched his fists fiercely.

Obviously, Ma Baoshan and Dong Lei have a good relationship with him. Otherwise, he would not have been so angry.

"Yang Yue, can you save them?" Sun Desheng suddenly said.

"How to save?" Huang Xiaoshan shook his head, "Let them go? The Japanese will take the opportunity to rush up."

"You can't be soft-hearted!" Chu Yunfei's face was cold, "If we are soft-hearted, everyone will die."

Sun Desheng did not speak, but continued to clench his fists angrily.

Of course he knew that the hope was very slim. The Japanese move was indeed very vicious.

If the Eighth Route Army fired, it would inevitably kill and injure those prisoners of war.

However, if the Eighth Route Army did not fire the gun, the Japanese would take the opportunity to rush up frantically.

Once the Japanese rush up and start hand-to-hand combat at close range, the Japanese behind will also flock to them.

Don’t forget that at this moment, Xiaotang Village is surrounded by Japanese soldiers. Especially in the west, thousands of Japanese cavalry are stockpiling!

If they sprint at full speed, they can pounce in just two or three minutes.

This risk must not be taken.

"Yoxi!"

"Yo Xi!"

At the farthest point of sight, Ono Akagi smiled gloomy with a smug smile.

He knew that this move was absolutely effective for the Eighth Route Army. Using the Chinese to threaten the Chinese will always be the most effective method.

Unfortunately, when they were in a hurry, they did not catch the Chinese women and children. Otherwise, it would be more effective to use women and children to threaten them.

"Zhu Sang, you have a great contribution." Ono Akagi said with satisfaction.
To be continued...