Chapter 133 Heavy Rain, Killing Day (Part 2)

The Japanese army's attack and sweep were still going on, so it was naturally impossible to invest too much force in guarding the prisoners of war. Judging from the number of guards outside the temple, the Japanese army in the facility was only a small team, at most fifty or sixty people.

However, it is the fifty or sixty defenders, with the current morale of the British army and the expeditionary force, neither company may be able to take it down.

"You said...there are less than 20 people here, can you really kill those little Japanese in there?"

Meng Fanle turned over and lay down with his gun in his arms: "Look at the two masters of our regiment, one can wander around in the jungle all day to greet Japanese soldiers who have fallen behind, and the other dares to lead less than a platoon of troops to surprise the devils." A prisoner-of-war camp where the squad is stationed."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

"You have to say it from the perspective of surprise. It is a good idea. But it is difficult to kill the Japanese soldiers and ensure the safety of the captives... The key is to save the captives, just to please the British old man." Poppy?"

Milong couldn't answer this question, and Lin Yue didn't tell them.

"I'm coming."

Milong's reminder brought Meng Fanle's thoughts back to reality, turned over and moved forward, looked over the stones, and saw a guy wearing a Japanese military uniform riding a bicycle wandering to the temple gate, with a sandbag The Japanese soldiers behind the bunker chattered for a while, and the lead shooter of the Type 92 heavy machine gun stood up and patted him on the shoulder with a very affectionate look.

"Hey, let's go in." Meng Fan's eyes widened.

"What are you talking about?" Mi Long glanced at him, "I'm not blind."

...

midnight.

boom!

A green glow tore through the long night.

Soybean-sized raindrops poured down, crackling the branches and leaves.

It was peaceful in the temple, and the Japanese troops did not take seriously the weather changes that are common in rainforest environments.

Snake's butt looked up at the place where the thunder light disappeared, and leaned closer to Bu La.

"If he doesn't do it again, we will be drenched in water."

boom!

Another thunder flashed.

With the residual light, Bura caught a glimpse of the terrified face of a patrolling Japanese soldier on the second floor of the temple.

One hand covered his mouth, and a little below was the blade with a cold light.

The thunder went away, the sky light faded, and the earth returned to darkness.

It rained heavily, and the sound of water droplets hitting the ground was very loud, but in the non-spicy world, the temple was quiet, terrifyingly quiet, and one could hear blood pouring out of the throat cut by the knife.

The Japanese soldiers stationed in the temple thought that they had taken in a sergeant who was left behind because of a punctured tire, but they didn't know that it was a rainy night massacre.

Another flash of thunder went away, and Snake Butt noticed that the Japanese soldier at the corner of the courtyard was dragged into the nearby grass by a black shadow and never came out again.

About half a minute later, a man in a raincoat came out and walked up to the three soldiers who were huddled under the eaves of the gate. While talking, he opened the cigarette case and handed each of them a cigarette.

The three of them were chatting cheerfully with the cigarettes in their hands. At this time, the person handing the cigarettes reached into his trouser pocket, as if he wanted to grab a match. However, in the next moment, two daggers came out of their holes like spirit snakes and stabbed extremely fiercely. into the throats of the two people on the left.

The third person was stunned for a moment, before he understood what had happened, he covered his mouth with one hand, and with the other hand he grabbed the back of his head and shook it hard, causing the Japanese soldier to fall limply to the ground.

There was a bang of thunder.

Flashes of lightning illuminated the three corpses in front of the door.

Milong and the others saw a raised right hand.

That was the signal to prepare for battle.

When they were young, one prisoner after another walked out from the main entrance of the temple, and ran towards the woodland outside.

The heavy rain muffled their voices, and the night covered their backs.

The civilians were evacuated first, followed by the captives of the British Army and the Expeditionary Force. When the last one escaped through the main gate, Lin Yue pulled out his sniper and pointed it at the sky and pulled the trigger continuously.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

Then he shouted in Japanese with a Kansai accent: "The prisoner has escaped, the prisoner has escaped."

After finishing speaking, he tied a towel outside the raincoat, and led the dozen or so expeditionary soldiers who were left behind to run along the long road.

"what happened?"

"The captives have escaped~"

"Hurry up and arrest people."

There was a lot of chaos in the temple. The Japanese soldiers who woke up from their sleep had no time to think, and chased them out with guns. One of the corporals and a sergeant even started the three-wheeled motorcycles parked nearby.

More than 30 Japanese soldiers swarmed towards the fugitives at the end of their sight.

However, as they approached the woods beside the road, fires lit up the rainy night.

chug chug...

Da da da da da da...

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Machine guns, submachine guns, rifles, grenades...

The Japanese army chasing the prisoners was caught off guard.

The sound of gunfire, rain, explosions, and sounds entered my ears.

It didn't take long, and there were more than 30 corpses on the road. Only two soldiers huddled behind saw the situation and ran away, returning safely to the temple.

"What should I do if the remaining shriveled things can't be hidden in the temple?"

Mi Long was very helpless, the battle was over as soon as he finished warming up: "This is too fast."

Meng Fanran wiped the rainwater off his face: "Now there are twenty or thirty Japanese troops staying behind in the temple. They are all cats waiting for us to pass by in the courtyard. This battle cannot be fought."

Mi Long said: "Little Japan is very clever, so he sent half of his men to chase after him, and the rest are nestled in this temple."

Meng annoyed and said, "Otherwise, why would you call him a little devil?"

"I'm bored, Milong, let's go." Bula yelled towards the hiding place of the two of them, and retreated behind Yaoma and Shebutt.

"This is the end? What are you doing, the uncle is not enjoying himself yet."

Meng Fan looked up at the sky, picked up his gun, and retreated: "The battalion commander Lin said earlier that the key point is to rescue the hostages and prisoners. Now that everyone has been rescued, what are you doing here?"

"Associate."

Milong glanced at the temple unwillingly, folded the bipod of the machine gun and retreated after Meng Fanleo.

"The deputy is also the battalion commander."

"What's wrong with the Battalion Commander, I'll kill him if you get anxious."

"Cut." Meng Fanle let out a sneering laugh: "Looking at Lin Zuo's performance just now, tell the truth, can you do it?"

"I... I... the old man in the Northeast, don't do that sneaky thing."

The voice just fell.

There was a "bang" gunshot from the bushes on the left front.

The two turned their heads and saw a dead body fell at the gate of the temple.

"See, man's marksmanship." Meng Fanle retreated and said, "As soon as we heard that we were retreating, we all ran away on our backs. That man is so clever, lest we be bitten by the Japanese on the back of the ass." One bite, and came back to help us cut off the back. With that shot just now, I guess the Japanese in the temple will not dare to move tonight."

"Why do you think he's so thoughtful? He's almost catching up with you."