nycdaug Chapter 163 Where did this fool come from?
Chapter 163 Where did this fool come from?
As the battle progressed, the Japanese troops around the truck were gradually cleared out.
As the battle progressed, the Japanese troops surrounding the truck were gradually eliminated. The fierce gunfire gradually faded, and smoke filled the air. The Military Control Commission members and Lei Tao and others remained on high alert, moving back and forth across the battlefield, checking for any remaining Japanese forces.
Meanwhile, the imprisoned prisoners of war weren't idle either. Their gazes were fixed on the fallen Japanese soldiers, a glimmer of hope ignited within them. One of the more astute prisoners cautiously moved closer to a dead Japanese soldier. His eyes held a mixture of nervousness and a yearning for freedom. He found a set of keys on the Japanese soldier's waist.
He quickly picked up the key with trembling hands, then turned and crawled towards the other prisoners. The surrounding prisoners' eyes lit up when they saw this scene. He quickly tried to unlock the prisoners' handcuffs and shackles. With a few crisp "clicks" and "clicks", the handcuffs and shackles opened one after another. The freed prisoners first moved their numb wrists and ankles, and their faces showed a complex expression of surviving a disaster and regaining their freedom.
Lei Tao stood up and shouted, "Brothers, you are safe! Pick up the devil's weapons and evacuate with us!"
Upon hearing Lei Tao's call, the prisoners looked excitedly at the members of his Military Control Commission's special operations team, their eyes filled with gratitude. They quickly gathered available weapons and ammunition from the battlefield. Though exhausted and wounded, the prisoners picked up rifles and grenades dropped by the Japanese and clutched them tightly. Lei Tao organized the team, spreading out to protect the prisoners. They quickly evacuated along a small path, with Lei Tao scouting ahead, occasionally directing the team's direction with gestures. During the evacuation, they skillfully avoided areas where the Japanese might be present, crossing mountains and ridges, and advancing towards the Guoan Army's defense zone.
The team members nodded in agreement. Though their eyes betrayed extreme fatigue, a burning determination shone deep within them. Led by Lei Tao, they traversed the winding path, nestled among the weeds and rocks, groping their way forward with arduous yet cautious steps. Everyone remained on high alert, as if every blade of grass and every tree around them might harbor unknown danger.
After careful exploration, they finally found an ideal hillside jungle. The terrain is dangerous and surrounded by mountains on three sides, making it a good place to temporarily rest and settle down.
The leader of the Military Intelligence Bureau's special operations team signaled several members to stand guard in different directions. The members, understanding each other's intentions, quickly dispersed. Other members drew their knives and vigorously cut through the surrounding weeds and branches, striving to clear a relatively flat area for everyone to rest. Some members, using their ingenuity, installed simple warning devices in strategic locations. They cleverly used branches and vines, meticulously connecting them and placing them along the main path leading deep into the jungle. If an enemy accidentally touched one, it would trigger a subtle sound...
Female military doctor Li Zhiyu quickly opened the medicine box. Though the medicines inside were limited, every bottle and box held the hope of life. With a focused and concerned look, she began treating the wounds of the injured soldiers and prisoners. Her technique was skillful and gentle. She first used a sterile cotton ball to gently wipe away the blood and stains around the wounds, each movement extremely cautious, fearing to cause further pain to the injured. Then, she carefully selected the appropriate medicine and bandages and bandaged the wounds. For deeper wounds, she first stopped the bleeding and then carefully sutured them with needle and thread. Beads of sweat gradually beaded on her forehead, but her gaze remained unwavering.
The prisoners sat together, their faces gaunt and emaciated, their clothes tattered and covered in blood and dirt, like ghosts returned from hell. Their eyes held a mixture of relief at having survived, yet a hint of bewilderment. They whispered to one another, their voices trembling as they relived the thrilling, life-or-death battle. Some recounted their experiences after capture, their eyes gleaming with anger and resentment, their teeth chattering as they recounted the brutality of the Japanese army and their own humiliation. Others lamented their good fortune, believing that had it not been for the timely arrival of Lei Tao and his men, they would have perished long ago. Their voices mingled, echoing through the jungle...
Just then, a pale-faced, scholar-like figure emerged from among the prisoners. Though dressed in rags, he managed to hold himself upright, and with an air of superiority, he walked straight toward the Military Control Commission and its members. Clearing his throat, he declared, "I am a colonel in the 88th Division of the Central Army. I order you to escort me back to my unit?!" His tone was filled with undeniable arrogance. Lei Tao was stunned by this, secretly wondering: Where did this idiot come from at this hour? He frowned, sizing up the supposedly senior colonel. Despite the stains on his face, he couldn't hide his scholarly air and inexplicable sense of superiority. The surrounding Military Control Commission members exchanged glances, both amused and infuriated by his words and actions.