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Chapter 364 Blood Can Be Betrayed (Sixth Update, Please Subscribe)
Now it is cruel and long. From the moment they attack the city, it is like ants gnawing on a bone. They want to attack street by street, and sometimes they even have to compete for buildings.

The resistance of those Argentines determined to defend their homeland was also extremely tenacious.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a violent explosion, the seemingly solid barricade was directly razed to the ground by the cannon. Behind the barricade made of paving stones, there were many casualties. When the screams were miserable, Wang Taisheng's company rushed over directly. After the soldiers wiped out the remnants with rifles and bayonets, Wang Hong, the Spanish company commander, stared at the road signs for a long time before saying excitedly.

"This is the [-]th of July Street. Go forward, and then you will arrive at the Presidential Palace!"

When the soldiers heard this, they all shouted excitedly. When the soldiers cheered, they saw the broken ink bottles in the robbed shop on the side of the road. Written in large characters were "Occupied by the 7rd Battalion and [-]th Company of the [-]th Regiment on December [-]th".

Then they continued to attack the remnants of the enemy along the July [-]th Avenue. The battle became more and more fierce as they went inside the city. The whole city was shrouded in smoke. Fierce battles were going on in every corner of the city. The field artillery attacked by the infantry kept blasting away one barricade after another. The Argentines who stood firm on the barricades kept retreating in the explosion, leaving only corpses everywhere.

The sound of gunshots, artillery and grenade explosions echoed in the streets and alleys of Buenos Aires. This was the first real street fighting conducted by the South China Army, although their cannons could tear apart the barricades, although they The artillery shells can inflict heavy damage on the enemy, but the street fighting that lasted for a day and night still made people feel the cruelty of war.

As for Angela in the field hospital, she felt the cruelty of the war once again from the moment the war broke out. As soon as the battle started, the wounded were sent to the school, the classroom and the playground outside the classroom. Crowded with wounded sent from all over.

As a nurse, she could only run among the wounded, and every time she ran among the wounded, someone would always hold her skirt by hand, and desperate voices would call out to her for help.

"Ma'am... water! Please give me some water! For God's sake, give me some water!"

The silent skills of the wounded always make Angela unable to ignore them.In order to take care of the wounded, she could only run among the wounded non-stop, sweating all over her face every time. Sometimes, when she just fetched water and ran over, she found that the person was dead. The eyes are all the same—grey eyes without the slightest luster, but when they died, their hands still pressed their wounds tightly, the blood dried between their fingers, and their mouths were open, as if when they died, They all shouted there - water!Give saliva a drink!
For the wounded, compared to medical treatment, thirsty people only long for a sip of water before they die, but here, there are not so many people to take care of them, what can they do?That's how crazy it was.

On the battlefield, there are many wounded like this. To the generals, a soldier is just a symbol, a number, nothing more.

Of course, it may also be their bargaining chips.

"Now that the South China Army has entered the city, they may occupy the entire city at any time. Mr. President, everything is irreversible. Now we must make the worst decision, either surrender or leave here and continue to fight!"

In the dark basement of the Presidential Palace, Major General Matoro directly stated the fact that on the city defense map behind him, one-fifth of Buenos Aires has been captured by the South China Army.

"I can't surrender, Lopez didn't surrender, and I won't surrender!"

Sarnto said in an unquestionable way.

"I will fight. If Buenos Aires falls, I will fight in the provinces. If the land falls, we will fight at sea."

As a politician, Saar Ento's will is extremely strong. Even if he witnessed the bombing of the Nanhua airship and the devastating blow to the city, he still persisted stubbornly, without the slightest The thought of surrender.

In fact, before that, it was not that he had not thought of peace talks. Not only did he intend to recognize Nanhua's occupation of the Pampas grassland, but he even considered ceding some land.

But this idea was fleeting, because the American ambassador who came forward to mediate told him very clearly that Nanhua's purpose was to occupy the whole of Argentina.

The only condition to end the war is surrender!Apart from surrender, Nanhua will not accept any other form of truce.

surrender!

How is this possible?
Paraguay's Lopez has fought for nearly five years without surrendering, and what about him?Haven't even fought for two months...

Oh, God!
how so!
"But now the fall of the city is inevitable!"

Mitre, the commander of the city defense, looked at Sarnto and said.

"Now Nanhua's army is attacking the city little by little. In half a month, maybe a few days later, they will occupy the entire city, and they have surrounded the city. If we want to leave here, we can only leave through the Rio de la Plata. here!"

Glancing at Sarnto, Mitre couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the guy who replaced him as president two years ago. If he hadn't lost the election two years ago, how would he, as president, face this crisis?
Will he provoke a war with Nanhua arrogantly like Sar Ento?

Mitre doesn't know how he will choose, but now Sarento must have no choice, what choice does he have?
Live and die with this city.

leave!

Matoro opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked at Mitre with doubts in his eyes.

"What did you say? What does it mean?"

"Mr. President, first of all, we must understand that the fall of the city is inevitable. If we want to continue fighting, we must leave here. Otherwise, we have only one choice, which is to die here!"

Die in Buenos Aires!

At this moment, everyone was lost in thought. They were very clear about the price of persistence. After all, in the Paraguay War, they were very clear about the fate of those Paraguayan defenders who persisted.

"As the president of Argentina, there is no way I will surrender!"

Of course you will not surrender!

Matoro glanced at Sarnto, and although the president didn't say anything, he guessed what the other party was thinking-he agreed to retreat.

"However, if we want to continue fighting, we must have an army. My suggestion is that we try to withdraw some troops, our army!"

There is no need for any explanation, Sarnto also knows the meaning of Mitre's words.

"And what about the troops from other provinces?"

"Now... may God bless them!"

Sarnto thought for a while and said.

"God bless them!"

(End of this chapter)