This is a city that has long since run out of hope.

The people who live here, whether they are Japanese or Filipino locals, all they can do is wait numbly for the day when their fate will be judged.

Apart from this, nothing else!

Everyone uses a unique way to express their emotions:

Angry, desperate, indifferent.

For example, Yuyuki Iwamori.

He vented his anger by killing people.

For example, those children who pick up garbage.

They are undoubtedly desperate.

For example, the Li Lun in front of me.

In fact, he no longer cares whether he is alive or dead.

"Soon, soon."

Meng Shaoyuan didn't know what to say.

Even if the Japanese in Cabanatu were defeated and driven away, what would happen?

Li Lun's last bit of effect was gone.

For a person like him who has basically no living ability, what should he do to support himself until the day of victory?

Who cares whether he lives or lives?

"Are you here to inquire about the prisoner of war camp?"

After filling his stomach, Li Lun regained a lot of energy.

Yes, in a city like this, besides a prison camp, is there any other value?

Seeing Meng Shaoyuan nod, Li Lun casually introduced him to the situation in the prisoner of war camp.

In total, more than 700 prisoners of war were detained in Cabanatuan Prisoner of War Camp and are still alive today.

Most of these prisoners of war are American troops who surrendered to the Japanese army in Bataan and have been imprisoned for three years.

There were more than 800 Japanese troops guarding them.

And in the event of an accident, there are at least 300 Japanese troops ready to provide reinforcements.

In order to prevent prison robberies, Iwamori placed the prisoner of war camp as the center and arranged a defense line composed of trucks and tanks on the periphery.

Whether you are fighting in from the outside or fighting out from the inside, you must break through this line of defense.

"A pincer attack must be carried out from both the front and rear of the prisoner of war camp."

Li Lun squatted on the ground, found a quick stone, and drew a simple diagram on the ground:

"From the front, use firepower to suppress and destroy the Japanese defensive positions in the shortest possible time. At the same time, launch an attack from the rear of the prisoner of war camp.

Only in this way can the attack be sudden and the casualties of the commandos and prisoners of war be minimized.

The person in charge of the prisoner-of-war camp was Uemura Tsukasa Nakazuo, who was a close aide of Yuki Iwamori. He was known as ‘killing ten men at thirty steps’.”

"What do you mean?" Xie Changcheng asked curiously.

"Thirty steps, ten people were killed." Li Lun didn't need to say anything, Meng Shaoyuan said it for him: "These so-called ten people include soldiers and civilians. The Japanese army is always proud of this."

"Yes." Li Lun said with anger in his tone: "After the Japanese army established a prisoner-of-war camp in Cabanatu, Uemura was among the first to enter. On the first day, he created the tragedy of Cabanatu.

That day, when he was drunk, he broke into a house, killed the men there, and raped the hostess. When the hostess resisted, she blinded one of his eyes, and she was quickly retaliated.

After venting his bestial desires, Tsukasa Uemura brutally killed his mistress and ordered the massacre of the surrounding neighbors. In one night, those beasts killed hundreds of people!"

Meng Shaoyuan was in a very calm mood.

This is the Japanese.

Every time we occupy a place, similar incidents always happen from time to time.

When taking revenge, no Japanese soldier is innocent!

Lillon knew quite a lot about the prisoner of war camp.

After all, that was the information he had obtained in exchange for his own shame.

He told everything he knew.

At this point, his mission is completed.

Meng Shaoyuan gestured.

Xie Changcheng took out two gold bars from his pocket, which were for emergency use when they were on the road.

The gold bar was thrust into Li Lun's hand.

Meng Shaoyuan stared at him: "Hide, the war will be over soon, but you will always survive."

At this moment, Li Lun burst into tears.

Ever since he was a child, no one has ever treated him like this.

Even his biological parents always despised him when they saw that their child was disabled.

His parents have eight children. A child who cannot work for the family will always be ostracized.

But what about the person in front of me?

Originally, he thought that the people in front of him would be like those who came to Cabanatu before, and would leave after getting the information he wanted.

Li Lun's life and death has nothing to do with them.

Li Lun is not a person who expresses his emotions.

He hid the gold silently, silently returned to the wooden board and lay down again, as if nothing had happened before.

…

Cabanatu Prisoner of War Camp.

Tsukasa Uemura, who was missing one eye, was naked from the waist up on a January day and was desperately torturing an American prisoner of war.

The prisoner of war was already dying.

His "crime" is also very simple:

One of his companions was seriously ill, and he begged the Japanese army to find some medicine to save his companion.

So, this became the reason to anger Tsukasa Uemura.

"To deal with these dirty guys, we must let them understand who is the owner here and they have no right to make any demands!"

Panting heavily like a wild beast, Uemura handed the whip to Meng Shaoyuan: "It's very exciting."

"He is dying, and I am not interested." Meng Shaoyuan smiled and declined Uemura Tsukasa's "kindness".

Tsukasa Uemura laughed wildly.

In such a short period of time, he had already determined that "Shibu Taniguchi" was the same type of person as himself.

Yes, there is no point in whipping a dying man.

It would be really exciting to have a healthy person beaten to death in front of him.

"Want to find a spy? That would be too easy."

After Uemuraji finished speaking, Meng Shaoyuan was startled.

Immediately, Uemura asked his subordinates to accept them and found two prisoners of war in the prisoner of war camp.

"There is a spy among you." Tsukasa Uemura smiled grimly: "Tell me his name!"

How did the two prisoners of war know this? They shook their heads in confusion.

"Do not you know?"

Tsukasa Uemura suddenly looked very kind.

Then, he suddenly picked up the saber on one side and waved it hard, causing a head to roll to the side.

The remaining prisoners of war were frightened and kept praying.

"Uemura-kun, maybe the person you just killed is the person I want."

Meng Shaoyuan said calmly.

But Tsukasa Uemura laughed indifferently: "Then I helped you, and you can save the time of interrogation."

"Ah, I don't dare to say thank you to you." Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "In this way, after I go back, the red deer from Yanyuan will definitely find an opportunity to deal with me."

Tsukasa Uemura laughed even more unscrupulously.

He liked this guy, he was a really, really funny guy.

"Can I see it alone?"

As soon as Meng Shaoyuan finished asking, Secretary Uemura said:
Chapter completed!