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Chapter 678 Prisoners of War

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    "Hurry up, hurry up! Come down!" In a small station outside Datong City, the door of a stuffy tank truck opened, and the voices of devil soldiers were heard. They gestured with bayonets to let the people inside  Everyone come down.

    The people who got out of the car were wearing military uniforms, most of them were the military uniforms of the Kuomintang, and there were a few thirty people who were wearing the military uniforms of the Eighth Route Army. There were more than 200 people in the whole team.

    A middle-aged man came down and looked at the surrounding mountains with a gloomy expression. He had a wound on his arm and was wrapped in a bandage. At this time, blood had already oozes out of the bandage.

    In the stuffy tank truck, he didn't even know where he was dragged by the devil. Until now, he looked at the rolling hills and various terrains around him, and finally thought of something.

    Back to the old place again.

    "Hurry up, hurry up! What are you looking at?" A little devil had already come up, turned the rifle in his hand, and the butt of the gun hit the middle-aged man hard.

    The middle-aged man quickly dodged forward, staggeringly followed the others, and walked forward together. Soon, the devil drove him to a large courtyard under the city wall.

    "One bowl for each person!" At this time, it was almost evening, and after entering the yard, everyone was very hungry. However, they were only given a bowl of sorghum batter, barely maintaining the appearance of starvation.

    Carrying his own bowl, the middle-aged man squatted in a corner and drank it on his own.

    Soon, people in twos and threes gathered, each drinking their own mush, and at the same time, they also began to talk, as if this could strengthen their courage, and it was also for the purpose of bonding.

    At this time, seven or eight people secretly came to the middle-aged man's side. Obviously, they had known each other for a long time.

    "We have been escorted to Datong." The middle-aged man whispered while drinking: "We must find a way to escape, otherwise, we will definitely die of exhaustion when we are escorted to the coal mine by the little devil."

    "Da Chen, you are right, we have to run, but how do we run? If we go out, we can't find our way, and we have to be caught by devils." Another person on the side whispered, looking at the man named Chen  ordinary people.

    Unfortunately, Chen Dafan organized an anti-sweep against the devils in the Pingxi base area, but when he was covering the transfer of the people, he was unfortunately surrounded by little devils.  Fortunately, Chen Dafan's identity was not exposed, the devils did not know that he was a battalion commander of the Eighth Route Army's base in Pingxi, otherwise, they would have killed him right then and there.  In order to avoid being exposed, he called his name Chen Da, without the word Fan.

    After he was caught, he was imprisoned in Yanqing Prison. At that time, the Second Battalion planned to rescue him, but Chen Dafan firmly refused. He told the people outside through the eyeliner in the prison that no more people should be sacrificed to rescue him.  , Then, Chen Dafan was escorted here by the devils.

    He is very familiar with this place. After the Beiping guerrillas left Peiping, Chen Dafan accepted the order from his superiors to welcome the 120th Division, 358th Brigade and 716th Regiment to form the anti-Japanese advance team. At that time, Chen Dafan and the Fifth Advancement Team,  He was active near Datong, so now, looking at the familiar terrain around him, Chen Dafan made up his mind to run away!

    "After going out, run south. The south of here is the guerrilla zone of our Eighth Route Army. If you enter the mountains to the south, you will have the base of our Eighth Route Army." Chen Dafan said.

    "But, how do we run?" The young soldier named Zhu Wu next to him asked in a low voice.

    While continuing to drink porridge, Chen Dafan said in a low voice: "Did you see that? There is no barbed wire or power grid on the courtyard wall. As long as we can climb over the courtyard wall, we can escape. There are devils guarding in front, we'd better  Run from behind."

    If they were in a prison with tight guards, they would not be able to escape at all. Therefore, they did not think about escaping the prison at that time, but now it is different. Now here is the courtyard of an ordinary rich family. Although the courtyard wall is high, but  There is no barbed wire, let alone a power grid, so as long as you climb over the wall and get out, you can run away.

    "Tonight, let's connect our leggings together. It must be long enough. When the time comes, we can climb over the wall and go out." Chen Dafan said.

    Although they were captured by the little devils, Chen Dafan would never be willing to be a prisoner forever. The little devils would force them to work hard until they died.

    As long as there is a chance, one has to find a way to escape, and only by escaping can there be hope of surviving.

    "There is a well rope over there." At this moment, Zhu Wu suddenly saw the well and said, "Tonight, I stole the well rope. As long as we have it, we can escape."

    "No?, tonight, let's run.  "Chen Dafan agreed with this plan.

    After finishing the porridge, it became dark, and the little devil drove everyone into each room.

    Moreover, the little devil was obviously very conscious and mixed the prisoners of the Eighth Route Army and the captives of the national army together so that they could supervise each other. Next to Chen Dafan was a prisoner of the national army.

    "His grandma, this little devil is really too much." Lying on the straw on the ground, the prisoner of the national army said: "When we were in the Northeast, the devils there were better.  We can still eat beef from time to time, the little devils here don¡¯t let us eat enough, they still beat and scold us, if this continues, there is no way to survive.¡±

    Hearing the prisoner's words, Chen Dafan was a little angry at the side: "Whether it's Northeast China or North China, they are all captives of the devil. As a prisoner, what else can we do? The way out can't depend on the good intentions of the devil, you have to fight for it yourself.  "

    As a senior cadre, Chen Dafan never forgets to do ideological work no matter where he goes. Now, there are only a few dozen prisoners from the Eighth Route Army and more than a hundred prisoners from the National Army.  Huge force.

    "I don't know where this is, I don't know where the devil is going to take us." The prisoner didn't answer Chen Dafan's words, he seemed to know the meaning of Chen Dafan's words, how dare he, so he continued to sigh  .

    "It doesn't matter where he is, in short, under the devil's hands, he must do coolies, repair fortifications, dig mines, and work until he is exhausted." Chen Dafan said.

    Right at this point, a voice rang out from outside: "Don't talk, talk again, you're dead!"

    As a result, there was no sound around. The little devil said that he would kill someone, but he would really kill someone. Everyone who was still chatting shut their mouths.

    Time passed little by little, and the night slowly deepened.

    Creak With a soft sound, a door was pushed open.  Zhu Wu's body jumped out of the sleeping room quickly and without a sound, and headed towards the well.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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