Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 1090 Three Thousand Miles of Steel Tongs (4)
On the trenches, corpses were lying around in various grotesque postures, while those who were still alive were either sitting or leaning on the side, silently watching what they had caused.No one wants to break the tranquility between battles. Although they don't want to say it, for some people, perhaps the moment of tranquility before them may be the last luxury they can enjoy.

The enemy was repelled. To be precise, it was not by them, but the artillery fire that appeared in time behind blocked the enemy's military support, so that the soldiers guarding the position could finally encircle and annihilate the rushing enemies.However, this victory makes people unable to bring up any joyful emotions.

The corpses strewn across the trenches still maintain their movements and expressions at the last moment before they died, all of which faithfully recorded the brutality of the previous battle.Ma Zhanyuan sat on the ammunition box in the trench blankly, the blood from the wound on his arm had been stopped, but even so, the health worker still seriously wrapped the triangular scarf around his arm, making him look like a man with a white armband law enforcement officers.The ratio of battle damage reached an unprecedented one to one ratio, which was simply unacceptable to Ma Zhanyuan.

"Everyone, let's bury the enemy's corpse." Ma Zhanyuan threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, then crushed it into the soft soil bombed by the shells with his feet, stood up and ordered.

Hearing his order, everyone looked at Ma Zhanyuan in astonishment, and walked over slowly.

"The enemy is also a human being, and the Americans are also human beings. Anyone, any soldier's courage in defending their own country and their own nation deserves our respect." Seeing everyone's hesitation, Ma Zhanyuan straightened his helmet and said seriously.

Everyone looked at Ma Zhanyuan thoughtfully, some nodded in agreement, while others shook their heads stubbornly, but the order was strictly carried out.With the help of everyone, the corpses of the companions were put into body bags, while the corpses of the enemy were buried in the open space that was blown out of craters behind them.Arranging corpses has become an unbearable thing. This is not to say that everyone is afraid of corpses. Soldiers have long been accustomed to life and death, but that when arranging these entangled remains of the enemy and ourselves, it seems to be revisited. The tragic battle before was unbearable.

Everyone came out of the silence again, kept busy, heightened and widened the position, rearranged the positions of the machine guns, and replenished ammunition for all the guns. No one had any more questions. The previous questions have been answered. Watching everyone busy Ma Zhanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back in his seat again.

"rumble!"

The monotonous vibration sound came again. Standing in the trench, he could clearly hear and feel the vibration. Ma Zhanyuan immediately woke up from his contemplation, grabbed the rifle that never left his body, and rushed to his battle position.

"Get ready to fight!" Looking at the busy people around him, Ma Zhanyuan shouted again.

The high-rise city behind the enemy looks like a fortified fortress standing in the dense smoke. Teams of enemies protruding from the city are like death squads, and they are continuously thrown into the battlefield.It seems that the residents of the entire city have been deliberately made into predators.

Although the attacks were so frequent, Ma Zhanyuan still insisted on staying at the forefront. The soldiers who found the war goal from the confusion seemed to be a different person, fighting with the courage and tenacity not to lose to the enemy, but even so, they Still unable to take a step forward, the entire landing battlefield seemed to be in a tug of war, constantly repeating the competition between the enemy and us.

It's been a long day, the battlefield, there are so many corpses that make people numb, but no one seems to care, watching the comrades around him fall one after another, everyone's sorrow seems to have been refrigerated, the only thing they can do is to keep fighting, fighting , and fight again.The hand that pulled the trigger was already numb, the barrel of the gun continued to radiate scorching heat, and the blood soaked every inch of the ground, making the entire battlefield hot and blood red.

Overhead, the scene of fighter jets fighting with each other appeared again. The fighter jets with tail flames were chasing each other, at high altitude and low altitude, even on top of everyone's hair, they kept doing unimaginable high-speed maneuvers.The sound of roaring engines, flashing missiles, occasional explosions, umbrella flowers with bright red marks, and the wreckage of fighter jets spinning powerlessly, turned the entire sky into a battlefield that is not lost on the ground.

The unique delta wing of the Fenglei fighter seems to be an unforgettable mark. Under its leadership, the battle above the head finally came to a close. Finally returned to the previous Qingming.However, the roar is still there, perhaps even louder.A number of Fengyun transport planes turned their huge and clumsy bodies and flew over from the sea. The continuous sound was boring and monotonous, but no one was willing to ignore this sound, especially when seeing the first Fengyun transport plane circling After the lap, the tail cabin was opened calmly, and umbrella flowers bloomed in the sky immediately.

"Airborne troops!" Someone in the crowd shouted, but they couldn't hear clearly from the explosion.

In the sky, the number of umbrella flowers keeps increasing, one, two, ten, a hundred anti-aircraft firepower weaves a huge fire net, and a Fengyun transport plane is turned into a mass of fragments under the intensive firepower, which indicates that At least one platoon of soldiers will be reduced to ashes together, but the airborne has not stopped. In this network, the umbrella flowers that have been floating in the sky flexibly dodge the rays of light and fall to the ground. Seeing that scene, Ma Zhanyuan felt a little fortunate in his heart. On the battlefield at this moment, he could fully feel the powerlessness of floating helplessly in the air.

But now is not the time to be sentimental. The appearance of the airborne troops has indeed reduced the pressure on the front line a lot. When the umbrella flowers above the head disappeared, the continuous attack of the enemy disappeared instantly like a torrent being crossed.

While the balance of the battle was being broken, the momentum ebbed and flowed. Watching the enemy gradually decrease under the blow, Ma Zhanyuan shouted and jumped onto the tank behind him, rushing towards the enemy.Seeing Ma Zhanyuan rushing out of the trench, the others couldn't stay any longer. The oppressive atmosphere was instantly disintegrated by the heroic action, and everyone shouted and rushed towards the enemy who had lost support.

The sun is gradually sinking to the west, and the battle is gradually stopping as the sun sinks to the west. Xiaguan stands quietly in front of everyone. Except for the gunshots from the corner of the battlefield from time to time, it seems that there are only remains everywhere. It can be proved that there has been a war here.The soldiers lined up in a loose formation and walked forward under the leadership of Ma Zhanyuan. There were a lot of familiar faces missing in the team, but no one mentioned this at the moment. Everyone hoped to enter the front as soon as possible. Block your own city.

"Let's go!" Behind him, the platoon leader shouted violently to a group of wounded prisoners of war, and at the same time kept pushing and shoving the last one who was procrastinating with his rifle. His shout seemed to attract everyone's attention, and his rough methods, But it is rare to be understood by everyone.

The city gradually grew bigger in front of everyone's eyes, and the surrounding fields were replaced by lush buildings. The buildings on both sides of the street clearly left traces of battles. Without Ma Zhanyuan's reminder, the soldiers automatically transformed into battle formations. Moving forward cautiously along the side of the street, everyone who has experienced many battles already has an instinctive vigilance towards the city.No one knows, at a later moment, whether an old lady or a child with an innocent face will rush out and use the rifles or explosives on their bodies to turn everyone into a mass of bloody limbs.

But what is surprising is that none of this seems to have happened. The entire city is as peaceful as a tomb. Except for some dead bodies on the street corners that were cleaned up in time, the entire city seems to be hypnotized.

"Hey, how's it going, is it clean?" At the corner of the street, the commander of the airborne division smiled proudly at Ma Zhanyuan.

"What's the matter? You seem to be going well." Ma Zhanyuan asked strangely.

"Yeah, I'm afraid you've killed the enemy a long time ago. We just jumped down. I'm sure the enemy doesn't seem to have any intention of defending this place. We checked. Before the war, all the residents have been evacuated from the city , as clean as my son's." Hearing Ma Zhanyuan's question, he shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"What do you want to say?" Ma Zhanyuan asked strangely.

"I'm afraid your radio station has been blown up and there is a problem. We have just received an order. We will cooperate with you to advance [-] kilometers. This will expand the depth enough for the landing troops behind." Hearing Ma Zhanyuan's inquiry, the other party immediately interjected.

"Really, I thought I could take a rest for a while." Ma Zhanyuan nodded numbly, and then said.

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait until we finish fighting the small town in front. Oh, by the way, what about those guys behind you? You don't want to take them with you, do you?" Hearing Ma Zhanyuan's inquiry, the other party asked again.

"Ma Zhanyuan turned his head, and immediately saw the American soldiers walking forward slowly under the escort of the platoon leader. Keep them? Then they will be transported by transport ship, and then find a special place to detain them and let them accept the Chinese. Education, experience the broad mind of the Chinese people, and be moved by it. After the war, exchange them as the first batch of prisoners of war? Then expect them to vent their conscience and spend their entire lives promoting China's kindness and benevolence? Thinking of this , Ma Zhanyuan himself finds it ridiculous, is it possible? A thing written in the bones of a nation can be changed because of a little favor? Maybe favor can change a person, but can it change a nation? Ma Zhanyuan doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know this problem because it wasn't something he needed to fix.

(End of this chapter)