Chapter 387 The birth of the punishment camp! "Germany still has many strategic masters." Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he learned that Egypt had joined Germany. He originally thought that Germany would directly annex Egypt or hand it over to Italy. Who knew that the German army did not do this, but supported a queen. It really surprised him. In this way, the hatred of the Egyptian natives towards the German army will be much reduced. They even took the initiative to help the German army. After all, compared to the British army, the German army's move was relatively clever. In other words, the German army was not as cruel as the British army. Thinking of this, Yun Sheng couldn't help but admire him for a while. Perhaps it was the exhausting battle situation that told the Germans that it was time to make changes.

However, the addition of Egypt will not change much. Their combat effectiveness is far inferior to that of Italy, and there is still no problem in providing some logistical support. What really makes Cun Yunsheng anxious is that the scale of the war currently breaking out in Europe is not as cruel as imagined. No! It should be said that it is not very huge. Judging from the collected information, the US military has been accumulating strength and seems to have realized that it is unrealistic to defeat the German army with that little strength alone. So more troops are being mobilized from the American continent. As for naval battles in the Mediterranean, they broke out several times. However, because the navies of Germany, Italy and France have been reinforced by **** aircraft carriers, they are temporarily in a strategic stalemate. However, as the British army has transferred the main force of the Royal Fleet to the Mediterranean, I believe that it will not be long before the so-called stalemate is broken. Cun Yunsheng is happy to hear and see all this. After all, the worse the fight, the greater the benefits he will gain in the future. "Take a seat, this is sent by Lin Yi." Just as Cun Yunsheng was wondering if he could get some more benefits, Meng Fanle's words broke the tranquility. "What's the matter?" Cun Yunsheng did not pick it up, but asked with a frown. "Something happened. It seems that unknown forces intervened. The natives in many places rioted and attacked our camp." Meng Fanlia quickly explained. Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng was stunned. This is not good news. He had always planned the plan of changing the cage for a bird very secretly. Logically speaking, no one should pay attention.

After all, there are wars everywhere now, and there are too many concerns. No one will care about his petty quarrels. But now someone told him that the natives were starting to riot, which was not a good thing. It shows that someone is paying attention to him, and some people are even starting to intervene. "Have you checked clearly?" Cun Yunsheng asked. "No, we are still investigating. It will take some time." Meng Fangliao said quickly. After hearing this, Cun Yunsheng thought for a while and then said again. "Let Lin Yi speed up." "Senior, what should we do with these people? Should they continue to be sent to build roads?" Meng Fanglia continued to ask. "Building roads? It's an advantage for them. I'm going to set up a punishment camp." Cun Yunsheng sneered, and then expressed his thoughts. "Punishment camp?" Meng Fan looked at the other party with a puzzled expression. "It is a group of criminals who will forgive their crimes as long as they live for more than half a year." Following Cun Yunsheng's explanation, Meng Fan finally understood what a punishment camp was. In other words, these people will face the most brutal battlefield. "It just so happens that Duan Zhenguo has sent several telegrams asking for an attack on Lion City, so let him do whatever he wants." Cun Yunsheng was still worried about whether attacking Lion City would suffer heavy losses. Now the riots of these indigenous people have given He made excuses. The punishment camp took the lead, even if everyone died, Cun Yunsheng would not feel bad. It is absolutely cost-effective to let them consume the main force of the Japanese army. This is much easier than the previous efforts to train the indigenous people. The soldiers in the punishment camp were trained for three days, and then they were given weapons and sent to the battlefield. Anyone who dared to retreat was shot on the spot. If you want to survive, attack the Japanese positions. After listening to Cun Yunsheng's words, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel admiration. He must be his own parent, he is so cruel. He can think of such ruthless tricks. Next, Lin Yi followed Cun Yunsheng's order and began to arrest the indigenous people who participated in the riot. At the same time, they were sent to punishment camps. … "Agree with our attack plan? Take the Lion City as soon as possible?" Duan Zhenguo received a telegram from Cun Yunsheng with a hint of surprise on his face. Originally, they were very close to the Lion City, but they were stopped by Cun Yunsheng. Because considering that taking the Strait of Malacca would make the Japanese army crazy. So I was forced to stop.

Who knew that only a month had passed and they were allowed to continue their attack. As a result, this attack was completely different from what he imagined. "Punishment camp?" Duan Zhenguo looked at the telegram in confusion. It was not until he read the contents of the telegram that he understood what the so-called punishment camp was for. Aren't they just the Suicide Squad! Of course, this is different from the usual death squads. This thing still has a chance to live. It seems like a narrow escape, but at least there is hope of living. "This is to completely fight a war of attrition against the Japanese army in Lion City." Duan Zhenguo couldn't help but sigh after reading the contents of the telegram. But after learning that the punishment camp was full of criminals, he felt quite merciful. At least it gave a glimmer of hope for survival. "Let those punishment battalions deal with the Japanese army." Duan Zhenguo said to the adjutant beside him. "yes." … Outside the Lion City, after half a day of brutal fighting, the Japanese army began to rest and recuperate on the defensive line. "Koizumi-kun, do you have any more cigarettes? Have a cigarette." A Japanese sergeant held the 38 rifle in his hand and said. "Hai, there's only one pack left." Hearing what the sergeant said, the Japanese soldier known as Koizumi quickly handed over the cigarettes in his arms. The sudden heavy rain made them shivering with cold. No one expected that the Nanyang Task Force on the opposite side would take advantage of the heavy rain to counterattack. However, it has to be said that the Nanyang Task Force really caught the Japanese army by surprise. "I'll search the enemy later and give you a pack." Taking the cigarette, the Japanese sergeant lit the cigarette and took a long puff. Feeling the warmth brought by his throat, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. As he spoke, he put his wet shoes aside the newly lit flame. At the same time, he used his hands to dig at his feet, which had been soaked in rain all day. The white dead skin was torn off piece by piece as the fingers squirmed. It's very healing to watch. "Koizumi-kun, please take off the wet clothes on your body. The enemy on the opposite side probably won't attack for a while. Wearing these wet clothes makes you feel really uncomfortable," the sergeant said. "Hai." Koizumi Jiro responded quickly, then began to take off his coat and put it on the fire to bake. Fortunately, their trenches had been built a long time ago and all facilities were available, including fuel, so the overall living environment was pretty good.

Otherwise, it would be really cold in a heavy rainstorm with no fuel for heating. It didn't take long for the clothes to be half dry. "Baga, the enemy's firepower is too strong. Our artillery is no match at all. It is estimated that the battle losses caused this time will be huge." Sergeant said with a sigh. "I believe the superiors should be able to solve this problem. Commander Yamashita will definitely be able to solve it." Koizumi Jiro said enthusiastically. For people like them, Yamashita Fengfumi of the Malayan Tigers really meant blind trust. Even the sergeant couldn't say anything to refute at this moment. "Sergeant, the enemy is attacking." Someone reminded in a low voice. "Clean up, prepare to move positions, be careful of enemy shelling." Obviously, their fire-burning behavior still attracted the enemy's attention. So a squad of soldiers was sent to prepare to capture this position. The sergeant is also experienced. He knows that the position must be moved at this time, otherwise they will definitely be greeted by heavy bombing. Upon hearing this, several Japanese soldiers immediately put on their half-dry clothes and prepared to retreat. Bang! Before leaving, Koizumi Jiro fired a shot, directly hitting the punishment battalion soldier who was rushing at the front. Bang! Another shot was fired, and another soldier from the punishment battalion who was unable to dodge was knocked to the ground. Ta-ta-ta! What came immediately was intense firepower! "Baga, retreat quickly." The sergeant quickly urged. Facing the indigenous soldiers in the punishment camp, these Japanese troops were like killing machines. Basically one shot at a time. Because the enemy on the opposite side is like a target and doesn't understand any tactics at all. Don't even know basic bending. Just rush over here. The Japanese army will definitely not give up on such a living target. "Plant a grenade." "Hai." After Koizumi Jiro finished speaking, he continued to shoot at the indigenous people in the distance. Bang!

Bang! Bang! Knocking down three people in a row, fortunately, as long as the Sanba Gai didn't hit a vital point, it wouldn't kill him immediately. But it also shocked the soldiers in the punishment camp. Some want to retreat. As a result, the bullets behind him became more ferocious. The retreating soldiers were directly beaten into sieves. Of course, the machine gunners of the punishment camp were not vegetarians, and they fired wildly at the Japanese troops. The firepower was so powerful that the Japanese army was unable to lift their heads for a while. Fortunately, because of the rainy weather and the poor marksmanship of these indigenous machine gunners, they basically only hit the dirt. Apart from being scary, nothing else really works. "Okay, let's retreat." "Hai." Here they had just withdrawn from the position, and the natives there found a 60mm mortar. Against this Japanese army with such precise marksmanship, only artillery was useful. boom! The deserted position came under heavy mortar fire. In a position not far away, several Japanese soldiers were attracted by the movement here. One of the Type 92 heavy machine gun shooters began to press the bullet chain on the machine gun. His movements were very skillful, and he finished loading the bullets in a few clicks. "The loading is complete." When the main shooter of the Japanese army saw that the bullets were loaded, he began to pick up his telescope and observe the enemy in the distance. "Two mortarmen." The Japanese main shooter muttered. "Shoot the left one first and keep supplying ammunition at any time." "Hai." The bullets from the heavy machine gun flew into the distance. The bullet casings fell to the ground like raindrops. The mortars in the punishment camp never expected that there was a Japanese heavy machine gun team nearby. They were still pouring firepower into their previous positions like crazy.

I was about to send someone to pick him up. Unexpectedly, there was a heavy barrage of bullets coming from the flank. In an instant, the mortarman was knocked to the ground. After the other soldiers saw it, they were preparing to take cover. Bullets hit them again. He fell to the ground, wailing in pain. The Japanese heavy machine gunners' marksmanship was very accurate and they could easily kill enemies from a distance. The poor correctional battalion soldier tried to cover his wounds, but found that his body had more than one hole. The rate of fire of the machine gun is so fast that even a burst of fire can cause several wounds in a short period of time. "Save people, save people..." The other punishment battalion soldiers looked at their fallen comrades and shouted loudly. It's just that there are wounded people lying on the ground everywhere, and the medical soldiers have no time to rescue them. "Medic..." The fallen soldier shouted wildly. Several punishment battalion soldiers not far away told him to shut up and stop shouting. Because they wanted to find out the location of the Japanese army. Unfortunately, the cruel battlefield caused this punishment battalion soldier to collapse. He didn't even care about the gestures he made, and still yelled crazily. Bang! Another crisp sound ended the life of the soldier in the punishment camp. The battlefield returned to calm. But the Japanese machine gunner's position also received more violent bullets. For a time, the Japanese heavy machine guns were hit so hard that they could not raise their heads and could only lie on the ground to avoid bullets. At this time, the Lion City has long turned into a huge battlefield. According to Yamashita Fengwen's request, that is to engage in street fighting with the enemy and consume more enemies here. Even if the previous Japanese army was a novice, they had survived so many battles. I also gradually became familiar with how to use the terrain to shoot enemies. Taking advantage of the terrain, the Japanese army's record was still very good. At the same time, it also gave the soldiers in the punishment camp a taste of the cruelty of war.

Of course, it was impossible for Duan Zhenguo to watch the soldiers suffer like this. At the same time, the artillery in the rear was directed to launch a retaliatory attack. Heavy artillery shells landed on the Lion City position one after another. Huge craters appeared on the battlefield one after another. The Japanese soldiers were under attack from artillery fire and could only bear it silently while watching the shells falling in the distance. There were explosions one after another, and clouds of black smoke rose up, turning the entire Lion City into a meat grinder. Both sides continue to invest their forces in an attempt to gain control of the Lion City. "It seems that if we want to take over the Lion City, we may have to sacrifice our lives." Duan Zhenguo said with some heartache as he looked at the telegram that had just been sent. Just like that, the punishment camp with 3,000 people now had less than 1,000 people left. Although these people are not elite. But it’s also quite scary. After all, the morale of these people is still very high. According to the conditions given by Cun Yunsheng, he can become a free agent after serving for half a year. Because of this, morale is high and combat effectiveness is not that bad. The result was such a huge loss. If it were his elite troops, Duan Zhenguo would really not be able to accept such a huge loss. Every time an elite is lost, it is a drain on the strength of the Nanyang Task Force. But there was no way, the Japanese resistance was too tenacious. It is impossible to defeat the Japanese army without paying a certain price. (End of chapter)