death of hope

Chapter 179 "Corporate Warrior" (95) Battlefield Rainy Night

Lynch's Notepad
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The Tadarin's counterattack ended in failure, and everyone knew that this was by no means the last time.

Tens of thousands of jihadists have turned into coke along with the entire B13 area,
The vastness of the area destroyed by the Valkyrie attack aircraft was far beyond my imagination. After several hours of marching, I saw the forest that survived the disaster.

An engineer said: We are already very lucky, the counterattack in the B12 area is more violent, and finally we have to use tactical nuclear bombs to clear the field, and the ground troops are all dead. Our plan to occupy this planet may turn into destroying her.

A large amount of radiation dust invaded the groundwater, and the entire ecosystem of the Tadalin mother planet was devastated. Animals and plants were foolishly unaware that their next generation of cubs was about to mutate with a high probability.

After the war, the beauty of this green planet will be gone.

Listening to the conversations of the engineers and soldiers, I raised my head, thinking that these huge and magnificent thousand-year-old trees will soon dry up, and the animals that inhabit them will soon mutate and become extinct. Although I am not an environmentalist, I am also full of awe of nature.
Feeling so sad, I wrote a letter to my family with a beautiful red leaf.

During the march, the birds were frightened by the sound of the guns and shitted all over the place, and our helmets and shoulder armor were covered with bird droppings.

With bird droppings on his beloved cigar, Mad Johnny strafes wildly at a bird's nest, and more droppings fall, narrowly escaping his swearing mouth.

Now, I am no longer surprised by the company commander's nervousness, I just think he is venting his emotions, as long as he maintains his sanity in the battle, he will burn the incense.

In the evening, we joined the remnants of the 104th Division,
More than half of this infantry division with a strength of nearly [-] people was lost, and five battalions were annihilated in an organized manner, not counting the number of injured and missing people.

The medical squad is busy, and there are wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs everywhere.

The most unlucky one was that the brain was injured by the explosion shock wave, and he suffered from battlefield shellshock. The balance system was damaged, and his whole body twitched involuntarily as if stepping on a wire.

Some people even began to envy those corpses lying on stretchers and covered with white cloth. They don't have to suffer, and their families can receive pensions.

What a group of idiots, irresponsible guys, I don't envy the dead, there is an old saying in my hometown, it is better to die than to live.

Dozens of military police with the word "MP" printed on their helmets escorted hundreds of deserters,

Most of these poor guys suffered from mental illness. They were frightened stupid by the charge of the Tadarin holy warriors. All of them had dull eyes and staggered steps, and they could be scared to death if they shouted.

Mad Dog Johnny spat at the deserter and cursed loudly:

"What a disgrace! You are the worst soldiers I've ever seen! You even left your comrades and fled! If I were a gendarmerie officer, I would have shot you cowards long ago!"

The engineers felled the trees and cleared an open space for the temporary headquarters, where the senior officers of the division were located.

Johnny went to a meeting, leaving us free to move around, and everyone went to visit the injured comrades.

A medical soldier wearing glasses was very puzzled, and said to the field nurses:

"What the hell, it's weird, the general saluted the captain!"

"You mean Captain Johnny Blazer?" A little nurse replied to him.

"Yeah, that's the guy, the freak that scribbled on the armor, no helmet, bird poop all over his hair."

"Hush, doctor... Keep your voice down! Are you tired of working? That man is the Spartan company commander! His subordinates are all hunks."

During the process of eavesdropping on the chat in the medical class, I learned that Captain Johnny is a topical character, almost everyone in the army knows him, even the alien migrant workers hired to move things know him.

They said that every time Johnny recovered from his injury, he refused to take leave and applied to return to the battlefield.

The military officer in charge of the media packaged him as a human hero to boost morale and used it as a recruitment advertisement,

This guy seemed to want to die on the battlefield, and he often did some unimaginable actions, so he got the nickname of Mad Dog Johnny.

The nurse looked at the wounded soldiers of our company and said in a low voice, poor guys, with Johnny the Mad Dog, I'm afraid they won't live long. The Spartan company will be the arrow troops responsible for the assault in the next stage of the mission.

I have to admit, whether the little nurse's words are true or not, it really makes me uneasy.

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At night, the rain pours,

It seems that the gods of Tal'darim are weeping for the bleak future of their followers, and we are not feeling well.

The staff thought that we could do whatever we wanted with the air supremacy, and underestimated the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower. Many transport planes were shot down, and there was a serious shortage of tents and prefabricated houses on the front line. Good conditions should be reserved for wounded soldiers and officers. We can only use plastic Build a shed to shelter from the rain.

The hygienic environment was terrible, and the nostrils were filled with the smell of rotten leaves, mold, sludge, blood, sweat and urine. They were given a few compressed biscuits for dinner, and even the strong Sergeant Oleg complained.

Johnny has the advantage of sharing weal and woe with his subordinates. He refused to live in a board room and stayed with us the whole time.

The rain was beating on the plastic sheeting, the waterlogged ground was muddy, everything seemed to be moldy,
Feeling unspeakably uncomfortable, Johnny encouraged everyone to speak. He said that the conditions were far from the worst. Some of the things he said left a deep impression on me;

"Boys, don't complain,

Melancholy rich people rely on sleeping pills and blackout curtains to sleep, fearful of thieves in their vast coffers, clutching the keys at all times.

The warrior of our Spartan company doesn't have so many troubles. Give him a bunker and allow him to sleep in it, and he will be as happy as a worm in an apple-sleep.

Indeed, exhaustion is the best sleep aid.

But the reality is, we can't sleep at all.

Sergeant Oleg talked about when he first joined the army,
In the recruit dormitory, there were always people bragging that they were ruthless, had never lost a fight in a tavern, and were a ruthless character in society.

But when they got to the battlefield, when they saw blood, the group who used to brag most fiercely were scared to pee.
This shows that it is one thing to talk about war on paper, but it is completely different to participate in the killing with your own hands.

"If everyone had to slaughter livestock for meat with a knife in their hands, then I think most people would become vegetarians, Buddhists," he said.

Johnny said: "Vegetarians...it makes me mad!
When I was a kid, I was eating mushrooms and soybeans for weeks because of the gang’s protests and the removal of meat from supermarkets. "

Oleg said: "Although humans are omnivores, it is only to cope with famine. The desire for meat has been written into the genes."

Johnny smiled and said: "If a company's fresh-blooded recruits eat canned spinach and mashed potatoes for two years in a row,
I think each of them will become a butcher, go to the sewer to catch a big dirty rat, skin it and roast it. "

Everyone was happy, chewing compressed biscuits full of preservatives.

I miss my family more and more,

I don't know what my mother and sister are eating tonight.

(End of this chapter)