Chapter 337 Entering the Mountain

"Poo!" A muffled sound was like the sound of a rag being torn. The sound was not loud and did not attract people's attention at all, because there were too many things to make the Japanese army near Shenyang busy tonight. The garrison camp outside the city was bombed, and the prisoner-of-war camp was set on fire. The prisoners of war did not know where to go. The reinforcements were intercepted by U.S. bombers and fighter jets, causing heavy casualties. The defenders around the airport were attacked by planes, and then hit hard by the ground troops. The airport was lost! The U.S. military plane landed at the airport and then took off again! All this made the unprepared Japanese army running around without a goal.

Because of these things, coupled with the fear that the Japanese army would bomb the marching trains by U.S. aircraft, all the trains have entered the station near the railway, and then waited for further orders.

A Japanese soldier standing on the edge of the railway stood upright, looking around, and the searchlight swept here from time to time and shone in front of him. The muffled sound of the tear made him subconsciously turn his head, and then he felt that his neck was bitten by something. I stretched out my hand and touched it. It was indeed warm in one hand.

"Ah!" He wanted to shout, but the gas he spewed out of his chest could only burst red bubbles at the broken throat, and then made a "hehe" sound. His consciousness began to blur, and then he heard more "poo" tearing. His body softened and fell down, Like a mollusk, his head hit the ground and saw the hazy figure running fast towards him and constantly crossing his body. This is the last scene he saw.

The Japanese sentries fell down one after another, and the sniper rifles equipped with mufflers kept sending these people to hell. There is a barracks on the side of the railway, which is the camp of the railway garrison. Two Japanese sentries had been lying on the ground, and his head was pierced. A dozen figures penetrated in, and the outer mortars had been set up. With a "beginning" order, the shelling ran first launched an attack, and the sound of continuous explosions shocked the whole barracks. Suddenly, it was like blowing up the pot. The Japanese army woke up in a deep sleep. They rushed out and tried to grab the door to get the weapon, but they were soon swept away by the ambush machine guns on both sides. So the task of seizing the train seems very easy. The battle was over in less than ten minutes.

In fact, such tactics have been trained for the brothers of the company for a long time. Before that, they had practiced in the prisoner-of-war camp, and now they are more flexible when they have courage. Remove the sentry, encircle and annithre it. Finally, the locomotive was seized until the train began to "boom" and smoked out, and the rescued soldiers had not fully reacted. Originally, they were going to do a big job, and even felt very dissatisfied that Major Parks let them wait. They urgently needed to vent their hatred to the Japanese army and kill a few of them with their own hands to calm down.

"God, they are really a bunch of killing machines." Gagriano sat in the open carriage with a Japanese rifle, which was originally used to transport the arms produced by the prisoner of war camp. Now it's their booty, "perfect attack. If our army were like this, we wouldn't have stayed here for more than two years!" As he spoke, he looked a little frustrated. Compared with the company led by Major Parks, their combat effectiveness was nothing.

"They are the elite of the U.S. military!" Colonel Lange said with some emotion. Obviously, the company led by Parks is very perfect from the whole process from the sneak attack on the prisoner-of-war camp to the occupation of the station and the robbery of the train. Each soldier's tactical literacy is very high, which is incomparable to that of ordinary American soldiers. This shocked him. Although he did not see the battle to capture the airport, the two platoons of soldiers rushed back intact to meet, which was enough to explain everything.

Parks was not as idle as they were. He was discussing the next step with Captain Wales in the cab. The train is driven by soldiers in the company and has no technical content. Parks knows very well about the driving of this kind of train. A simple professor can let the young men from the factory master the driving skills.

"If we try our best to accelerate at night, the train may reach the Liaoyuan area, but we obviously don't have enough time to find the prisoner-of-war camp and rescue people." Taking advantage of some dim yellow lights in the cab, Wales looked at the map on the lid of a box and frowned, "Reth, if I'm not a fool, they would definitely set up chasers to intercept us along the way. At dawn, we will fall into a passive situation, and the train will no longer be our cover!"

Parks nodded. The two have reached a consensus on how to avoid the Japanese army and then rescue General Wainwright from the prisoner-of-war camp. It is said that my prisoner-of-war camp in Shenyang was destroyed. After the prisoners of war escaped, they will definitely strictly guard the prisoner-of-war camp in Liaoyuan area. Of course, one thing is certain is that I will not easily kill those prisoners of war in Liaoyuan area, because they are all senior generals of the Allies, either major generals or lieutenant generals. It is said that I don't have the courage, especially in a war that is about to be defeated, and they will have scruples. It can be seen that General Wiwright and others in the prisoner-of-war camp are getting better day by day. They can eat enough and have time to move freely. Although the space is strictly limited, it is much better than the torture they received before.

"Harry, it seems that we are going to act in two groups again." Parks pondered for a moment and said to Captain Wales, "The company must be separated from the rescued soldiers. The company's task is to rescue those generals, and this team of more than a thousand people is responsible for attracting the attention of the Japanese army. Let's start at the same time!"

Major Parks has obviously taken into account the difficult surname of this task. He already has a plan in his mind, but it is a little difficult. The difficulty lies in the problem of where the more than 1,500 rescued Allied troops will go. The target together is too big, and although they have weapons in their hands, their physical quality is seriously destroyed, the combat effectiveness is not great, and there is no supply, which can't make much difference. It is impossible for these people to leave them alone. So how to safely send these prisoners out of China is the biggest problem. And after capturing the prisoner camps, how did the rescued generals send them out of the occupied area of the Japanese army?

The night in the sky gradually faded, and the sky began to dawn. The train smoked through the woods and the wilderness, making a loud sound. The monotonous sound of the wheels rubbing the track was very clear in the morning wilderness and far away.

A Japanese soldier raised a flag at the side of the station, signaling the train to stop, but although the speed of the train had slowed down, it was obvious that it did not stop immediately, and it was still pushing forward in its own way. The Japanese soldiers who were ready to intercept on both sides immediately hurriedly got out of the way to both sides!

"Fack!" A Japanese army commander waved his command knife, and the ambush Japanese army on both sides immediately attacked the moving train, and two tanks followed the train to shell.

"Boom!" With a sound, a carriage was bombarded out of the track by shells, and then drove the front and back carriages to roll over continuously. Then the whole part of the train was like a dead snake, swinging its tail on the ground next to the track, dragging the whole train alive. Then with a "boom", there was an explosion and a fire broke out.

"Encircle them!" The commander of the Japanese army issued an order. His command knife pointed to the train carriage that had fallen sideways on the side of the track. The ambush soldiers on both sides of the track jumped up and launched an impact on the carriage. But the whole carriage was quiet and there was no movement. In addition to the sound of the fire, there was also the occasional explosion.

"Sir, it's empty inside!" A lieutenant officer reported loudly to the commander, "All the carriages have been checked, and no prisoners are in it. This is an empty train!"

Empty car! The commander was stunned. He received an order from his superiors that there were more than 1,500 Allied prisoners of war on the train. They were much stronger than the train to try to escape. Now it seems that the train has been captured, but the prisoners are gone.

When the Japanese military commander scolded him with shame, Parks had gone a long way with someone. They didn't dare to appear on the road, but chose paths and woods. Although this may slow down the speed of the march, it is conducive to getting rid of the Japanese army's search and containment.

"I can't walk anymore!" Colonel Lange was a little out of breath. His thin body looked a little shaky in the morning wind. He supported the trunk beside him in one hand and covered his chest with the other. He said to Captain Gagriano, who was also panting, "Captain, go and suggest to Major Parks that we need to rest!" In fact, the situation of these prisoners of war is similar to that of the two of them. Everyone seems to be very tired, and their thin bodies seem to be a little overwhelmed.

"I agree, sir!" Captain Gagriano nodded, took a few breaths, stabilized his mind, and then quickly walked to Parks in front of him and said, "Major Parks, please speak!"

Parks stopped, turned to look at Captain Gagriano, who was talking to him, and said, "Captain, what's the matter?"

"I think we need to rest now!" Captain Gagliano nodded to Parks, and then pointed to the soldiers behind him and said, "Look at what they are now. They are very tired. After yesterday's battle and today's march, I don't think their bodies have recovered. If they don't get a rest, they will collapse."

Parks nodded. This is the truth, but if you take a break now, the situation will definitely get worse, and the Japanese army's search will soon begin in full swing. At that time, once there is a battle, they will be surrounded or blocked by the Japanese army.

"Captain, I know you're right. But we can't rest now!" Parks looked at the soldiers who were looking at him, and he couldn't help shaking his head. "If you have to rest, maybe you don't mind entering my prisoner-of-war camp for the second time. I believe they don't mind another torture like a death march!"

Parks's words immediately overturned the desire of the soldiers who were paralyzed on the ground. They stood up reluctantly. At this time, Colonel Lanny also came over. He frowned at Parks and said, "Major, I know what you said is reasonable, but if we continue to march, someone will fall on the road, and they will lose their combat effectiveness if they don't even have time to fight with me!"

Parks glanced at Major Lange and frowned: "Mr. Colonel, I respect your opinion, but if I fall on the march and am captured by myself, I will choose the former. I hope you can understand!"

Colonel Lange looked at Parks's firm eyes and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, Mr. Major, although you didn't convince me, I still kept my promise. I am under your command, and I will obey your orders!"

"Very good!" Parks nodded, "I hope you don't mind. We are not out of danger yet. We should try our best to get rid of ourselves before we can rest and proceed to the next task." With that, he ignored the two and said to Wales, "Harry, let your brothers help those guys who can't walk. We can't leave any of them behind!"

"Well, you're always right!" Wales smiled helplessly at Parks, and then began to greet the company's brothers to arrange the order.

"Fish the hell, I can't walk anymore. Why do you want me to leave?" After barely supporting his body, a soldier couldn't help complaining to his companions around him, "Gast, is this guy himself? He can't treat us like this!"

"Shut up, man, he saved you from me. You are a soldier now, not a prisoner of war. Wake up, we have to obey orders!" The man named Gast looked at his complaining companion and said, "Think about what we have left the damn prisoner-of-war camp. What's the point of such torture? Neil, don't complain! All right?"

"Are you speaking for the ignorant major? Gast!" Neil was obviously a little dissatisfied, but he still carried the heavy Japanese Type 38 rifle on his back at this time and marched forward step by step. He had to act, because the whole team had taken action again, whether they wanted to or not.

"If you want to think so, then I tell you, yes!" Gas nodded.

Yes, complaints like Neil are indispensable. The quality of these prisoners of war is inherently mixed. The whole is a miscellaneous army of the multinational force. Americans, British, Australians and so on are mixed. It is inevitable to complain about this or that. Moreover, people in these three countries can speak English, which makes the complaints more resonate, but there are also these hugs. People who sneer at it.

"Hey, man, do you need me to help you?" When Neil was about to distinguish his complaint, a voice came from the front. A soldier of the U.S. military commando came over. He frowned at Neil and said, "You look very weak. Come on, give me your rifle and bullet bag!" With that, he couldn't help but take the rifle and other equipment, and then took the kettle next to him and said, "Come on, you look tired. Although my food tastes bad, it doesn't affect our good appetite. Don't waste it!" With that, he kicked over another military can of the Japanese army.

"Thank you, brother!" Neil looked at the soldier in surprise and said, "Thank you very much." With that, he opened the can and suddenly scolded, "Damn it, it's rice balls and pickles!" This is the usual practice of the Japanese army. Now, with the continuous failure of the war, the Japanese army's supply of supplies is becoming more and more difficult. They put rice balls and pickles in boxes and make them into temporary cans, so that they can be stored for a few days, but soon these will be consumed without worrying about the shelf life. In fact, this is not called canned food at all, but just rice balls in cans.

"Very delicious!" At this time, Guster stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful of rice balls from the can, put them in his mouth, and nodded, "It's much better than our prisoner-of-war camp!" He is right. Since May, the food of prisoners of war in the prisoner of war camp has been very poor. Their breakfast: a long-handled green tea four days a week; an ounce of porridge three days a week. Lunch is a long-handled boiled cabbage with a little belly foam, an ounce of potatoes and 2 ounces of beetroot. Two ounces of porridge for dinner. The total amount is only about 300 calories. And they have to participate in the factory work, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is delicious. And even if Neil complained, he didn't stop stuffing rice balls and pickles into his mouth.

"What's your name, brother!" Gast grabbed another handful of rice balls and stuffed them into his mouth, asking the commando vaguely.

"Just call me White!" The commando looked at the two of them and felt a little sad. Obviously, from these, we can see what these people have been tortured like. "That gang of people really deserve to die!"

"Yes, I agree with this sentence!" As Neil walked, he nodded and said, "They should have died a long time ago. Especially the emperor of Japan, if one day we can ascend the land of Japan, I hope that guy will commit suicide, which is their demand for the loser.

"There will be that day!" He nodded with characteristics. He walked side by side with the two people. Although this group of people came from different countries, they had a strong desire to fight with the Japanese army since they were rescued, which came from the inhuman torture they suffered in the prisoner-of-war camp.

Parks walked in front of the team. In front of them was a path leading to the green mountains. Parks could see from the map. Bypassing the mountain, they could reach the vicinity of the prisoner of war camp. Although it may take longer to walk on the mountain than on the road, it is safer than on the road.

In the early morning sun, a group of ragged Western troops are moving towards the mountains.

(to be continued)