Opening game, American Tycoon

Chapter 319 The killing of prisoners is unknown, then... (First update, please subscribe)
The flames are burning!

After the ultimatum was issued, Fan Nanhua kept restraint, but because the Argentine side had no will for peace, Nanhua was forced to fight back in self-defense.

The place where the first battle took place seemed to be expected by both sides - Viedma!

This is a city with a population of less than [-] and [-] defenders. The battle was doomed from the very beginning.

Although the Argentines built a complete fortification, the attack of the Sixth Regiment was very smooth. When the independent mortar battalion hit dozens of napalm bombs on the Argentine army's defense line, those who seemed to be full of courage , The Argentines who are determined to live and die with the city are terrified!

The purgatory-like tragedy and the desperate and painful cries of the fire people frightened everyone!
In fact, the Argentines did not lack courage, but the tragic situation on the battlefield was obviously beyond their expectations, but in the blink of an eye, their trenches were engulfed by the fire of hell.

"Devil! Devil!"

The Argentines shouted in despair, swallowed by fear, they were powerless to organize resistance!

"Nanhua people are followers of the devil, they have brought the fire of hell..."

Hellfire!

In the perception of Argentines, apart from "hellfire", they don't know what kind of fire will be like this.

Often fear is because of the fear of the unknown!

For Philip, there was only one thought left in his mind--despair!
He looked at the people around him in horror, what had become of his once lively life?The charred people were just lying on the ground, moaning in despair. If they hadn't opened their mouths slightly, their eyeballs were still rolling, and their throats were still moaning in pain, he would have Thought these people were all dead.

They are all dead, sooner or later.

"God, kill, kill me..."

In the howling of despair, Philip saw a second lieutenant walking over, touching the lives of those people with one shot after another with a revolver.

kindness!

This is true mercy!

After killing the wounded, the young lieutenant pointed the pistol to his own head and pulled the trigger to end his own life.

Continue to fight, there is no will anymore.

The purgatory-like scene and the tragic wailing of the wounded frightened the living, whether they were soldiers or officers, and as for the civil defense men, they even ran directly into the city past.

"Nan, the Nanhua people are here..."

The sound of the charging horn in the air made the surviving people all look at each other in dismay. The pale-faced soldiers and officers no longer had the courage to resist.

"Brothers, it is irreversible, run away!"

I don't know who shouted, and the soldiers began to flee. Some of them fled towards the city, taking off their military uniforms while fleeing, and some fled towards the Negro River. Carson's little steamboat.However, before they boarded the small steamboat, they encountered two inland river gunboats from the Nanhua side on the river. Although the gunboats were only a few tens of tons, facing their dark muzzles, the captain of the steamboat still chose surrender.

"Don't shoot, burn these white dogs to death!"

The resistance of the Argentines collapsed. After the storm turned into a "chasing", the soldiers who jumped over the trenches and charged the Argentine defense line, seeing those inside and outside the trenches like burning torches, despaired there. When you see the howling Pyro, listen to their nightmarish howls.

The soldiers yelled loudly to prevent someone from showing kindness and ending their suffering with a single shot. Whether it is for those wounded with burning torches or their skin burned to charcoal, death is the real relief.

relief!

Mercy is God's business, as for the world, there is no need to be merciful at all.

Soon, the battle will be over.

Without the slightest suspense, when everything was over, there were only more than [-] corpses left outside the city of Viedma, and there were still many "charcoal men" who were alive but would die soon, some of them were soldiers , some are civilians.

"It's really a battle without suspense!"

Wang Degui sighed. In order to attack Viedma, the headquarters assigned three artillery battalions to his sixth regiment, and even deployed two inland river gunboats to block the enemy on the river.

Such a heavy punch hit Bieder's horse, and it was a waste of simplicity.

"Five thousand against five hundred, it's no match for victory!"

Amid such exclamations, the army began to clear the city, and there were still many deserters in the city who fled before.

Since he is a soldier, even if he escapes, he must be arrested.

These people are all unstable factors!

Besides, prisoners of war!
That's good labor!

"Mary, they're devils, they're devils, God can testify, you don't know what we've been through..."

Carlos, who had just escaped back, cried to his wife in horror. Once upon a time, he was also a very brave man, but now, only fear remained in his mind, and fear even devoured his soul.

"Carlos, honey, what the hell is going on here?"

Seeing her husband taking off his military uniform, Mary wondered.

"What the hell is going on..."

Before her husband could answer the question, the door was knocked open, and several "fiendish" South China soldiers broke in. The leader glanced at Carlos and said in blunt Spanish.

"you're a soldier?"

"No, no, sir, please have mercy, he, he's just an ordinary man, just..."

Before Mary finished speaking, the leading soldier waved his hand and spoke in a language they didn't understand.

"take away!"

"Sir, please be merciful, for God's sake..."

Mary cried and begged, but the soldiers seemed to turn a deaf ear and escorted the trembling Carlos out.Mary, who chased out of the house, heard gunshots from a neighbor's house.

Amid the women's cries, the captives were dejectedly escorted by Nanhua soldiers. Among them were soldiers and civil defense personnel, but now they are all soldiers.

"Sir, where are you sending them!"

Philip, who was also a prisoner, looked at this scene and asked in despair.

"You shouldn't, you won't..."

Almost subconsciously, Philippe thought of what the Brazilians had done in Paraguay.

"Don't worry, Philip,"

Wang Degui smiled.

"We are not as cruel as you, and the old saying goes, "It is not good to kill prisoners"!"

Wang Degui didn't care about the ominous things at all. The Marshal would be of great use to these captives.

kill prisoners?
What a waste!
(End of this chapter)