Shanghai.

Qianqiao Concentration Camp.

At this moment, the once largest concentration camp in East China, like a fortress, was completely smashed into a sieve, with ruins and rubble, artillery fire and bullets left behind by the battle, densely spread on these courtyard walls.

There are many wooden buildings around, and a blazing fire is burning

The reinforced concrete exterior wall could not resist the fierce attack of the German mountain wolf artillery. A crushed courtyard wall also exposed the broken steel bars, and the entire site completely turned into ruins.

The Beihong Sect disciples of the more than 2ooo people and the Wolf Warrior Squadron led by Long Xiaoyun have fought fiercely with the Japanese army for a full 2 ​​and a half hours, and captured two-thirds of the concentration camp, but the last third was stubbornly resisted by the Japanese army.

Some Japanese troops even rushed directly into the Beihong Sect disciples with explosives bags, and used the attack of both jade and stone to block our army.

The Japanese army's tenacious resistance exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Mad, these dogs, Japanese devils!"

"Brothers, the more ruthless the Japanese are, the more they can no longer resist. If we work harder, we will definitely be able to solve them completely!"

"Fight with them!"

"Yes, avenge our dead brothers!"

The battle has reached its current level and is no longer a strategy or tactic. Only by using a momentum that can never retreat and an attack that fights bloody battles with the Japanese army to the end can the battle be completely resolved.

Xie Wendong, the eldest brother of Beihongmen, shouted: "Brothers, the Japanese are fierce, so we will be more fierce than them; the Japanese are brave, so we will be more brave than them.

Anyway, if we are scared today, then we are not a man, and we will never be able to raise our heads for the rest of our lives!”

Hearing Xie Wendong's words, the disciples of Beihong Sect had already killed red eyes, and they were like evil wolfs, with a devouring breath scattered all over their bodies.

Aren’t they afraid of death?

No!

As long as you are a human being, there is nothing you don’t fear death!

But nowadays, everyone has long since lost this idea.

Because they had their eyes red from killing and were affected by the death battles of most people around them, their minds were now filled with huge murderous aura.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Their passion in their hearts was completely excited at this moment, like a volcanic explosion, unstoppable and ruined the world!

On the other hand, although the Japanese army suffered numerous casualties, they were not scared and were also red in their eyes.

The Japanese army of this era is terrible!

Not only because they are well-equipped and have very high combat literacy, but they are also brainwashed by Japanese military and national thoughts, they have developed a deformed spirit called "Bushido".

Especially in the Pacific battlefield, the combat environment there is extremely severe and cruel. To be honest, the combat environment there is even better than the Chinese battlefield.

In later generations, many American soldiers recalled them.

——That group of people are all madmen, they can charge dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people to death!

——They drink dirty water and eat dead mice, and can hide in the cave for more than ten days just to give us a fatal blow.

——The more the battle ends, the harder it will be, because they will all die together, which is simply terrible!

These are the memories of American soldiers on the Pacific battlefield. At this moment, the Japanese troops in Qianqiao concentration camp were the same. They were extremely cruel and extremely brave, causing huge casualties to the disciples of the Beihong Sect.

For a moment, the battle situation was extremely anxious.

The battle has been fought for 2 and a half hours. If it continues, countless variables will be added, which is not the result that everyone wants to see.

Xiaozhuang roared: "Made, you can't delay any more, otherwise he won't be able to take it down if he's given us another three hours!"

Long Xiaoyun, the captain of the Wolf Warrior Squadron, immediately said coldly: "Order all the soldiers of my Wolf Warrior Squadron to form a suicide squad, charge forward, and be within ten to completely solve the defense of the Japanese army."

"Yes, captain!" Xiaozhuang replied loudly.

After Xiaozhuang finished roaring, he led the soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Squadron to charge fiercely at the remaining Japanese army!

Suicide squad-style charge!

"Brothers, fight with me~~~!"

When Long Xiaoyun issued this order, he felt very reluctant, because this charge order could completely break the Japanese army's final resistance, and the large-scale sacrifice of the soldiers of the Wolf Warrior Squadron was inevitable.

The final fortifications of the Japanese army were too strong, and it was not easy to solve even if the mountain wolf cannon was used. Moreover, the location of the Japanese army was the location of the prisoners of war in the concentration camp.

Once the artillery is fired, even if all the Japanese army can be solved, the collapse of the house may cause the death of many Chinese prisoners of war.

This result made Long Xiaoyun, Xie Wendong and others very afraid of it.

The suicide squad formed by the Wolf Warriors' charge is huge and unimaginable. They are all the soldiers among the soldiers. They are one of the two sharpest swords of the 512th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army.

The slogan of the Wolf Warrior Squadron is their belief and their fighting style!

——I am the best in the world!

--modesty!

This slogan that is like a contradiction is proof of their iron-mindedness!

It is their fighting spirit that is fearless and brave to fight!

The enemy has not yet ended, and the battle continues!

For a moment, the charge of the Wolf Warrior Squadron caused an extremely huge impact on the Japanese defensive formation, as fierce as a beast coming out of the cage, completely reducing the Japanese firepower.

One by one, the Japanese army suddenly splattered blood. Some people dared to show off their heads and gave it a bullet and its brain splashed.

"Give it a tartar!"

A Japanese commander raised his command knife and shouted fiercely.

"Dog~Damn~Damn, go to die!"

Xiaozhuang fired a shot in an instant, and shot the Japanese commander in the head with one shot!

The Beihong disciples led by Xie Wendong also rushed up fearlessly!

Since you are so strong in resistance, let’s fill it with your life!

If one doesn’t work, then ten!

Hundreds!

Thousands!

The battle became completely fierce.

After 20 minutes, the battle in the concentration camp ended!

None of the more than 6 Japanese guards in the concentration camp survived and died.

And the price of our army is also quite heavy.

More than 2 ooo people in Beihongmen died, more than 8 ooo people died, and countless minor and serious injuries were killed. More than half of the Wolf Warrior Squadron was sacrificed, and now only 3 o people are left.

However, the results of the battle were also huge. In addition to the more than 30,000 prisoners of war imprisoned, more than 27,000 were rescued at this time.

After the victory, sadness surged instantly!

Countless corpses appeared in front of everyone like crams, looking at the dead soldiers.

The vast majority of people present couldn't help but burst into tears and felt a chill in their hearts!

There are so many dead people!

A strong breath of death like hell was shrouded in everyone's hearts.

After the battle, the blood cooled down. Facing the death of countless brothers in battle, my heart was filled with great sadness.

Xie Wendong, the eldest brother of Beihongmen, shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers, wipe off all your tears!

The brothers who fell in front of you are your brothers and my brother Xie Wendong. I am as sad as you, but we cannot cry or feel heartbroken!

We should bless them, because they died in battle for our country and for our nation. They are brave, they are unyielding, they are the good men of my China, and they die as their deaths!"

Xie Wendong continued: "Even if I, Xie Wendong, die today, please put away your tears, because we are all Chinese men who stand tall and upright. As long as the Japanese are not dead yet, they are damn darlings and have not left our Chinese land, we must not cry.

We are wolves, we are tigers, and we are the descendants of dragons. We must not let the Japanese see our weakness or our tears!

As long as my 400 million comrades in China are not dead yet, we must not succumb to the Japanese, nor can we let them see our tears!"

Xie Wendong's words infected countless people. Everyone present wiped away their tears. Even if there was still so much sadness, they all tried their best to control them.

We cannot let the Japanese invaders see our weak tears!

The enemy has not yet ended, and the battle continues!

At 3:50 in the middle of the night, Qianqiao Concentration Camp, once the largest prisoner of war camp in East China, no longer exists.

More than half of the more than 27,000 Chinese prisoners of war were rescued, including about 20,000 people, who were willing to pick up the gun again and start fighting with the Japanese!

Xie Wendong immediately ordered everyone to evacuate Qianqiao concentration camp and break out to another place.

The news that Qianqiao concentration camp was captured and tens of thousands of prisoners of war were rescued spread to the Japanese soldiers around them as soon as possible.

"Baga!"

The commander of the 6th Division of the Japanese Army who was far away in Hangzhou was furious: "Where is the 36th Brigade of our division? Didn't they promised confidently that they would arrive within 3 hours? But where are they now?"
Chapter completed!