Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 1096 The God of War and the Butcher

"Da da!" A short machine gun sounded, and several ugly scars were shot on the outer wall of the building. On the balcony, a middle-aged man who was trying to resist, rebounded and hit the wall driven by the huge impact of the bullet. Then he lost his balance and fell from the balcony to the ground in an instant.The corpse fell to the ground like a heavy bag, and there was a dull impact sound. Looking at the slightly deformed corpse, the soldiers calmly walked over the corpse and rushed to the building.

Compared with the sunny outside of the city, the building that has already been powered off looks so dark and silent. Military boots step on the floor, and there is a slight creaking sound. The muzzle of the gun is turned vigilantly, and it is beating in the corner under the light. The dust looked so strange, aiming the muzzle of the gun, the tactical flashlight searched for the enemy's traces inch by inch.

But things backfired, as if the middle-aged man who stood up and resisted before was already the last resister, and there was no movement around.Going up the stairs to the second floor, the sun shines into the room through the holes blasted by the gunfire, making the whole space brighten up. On the ground, rubble and gravel can be seen everywhere, and several corpses are dotted on it, which looks so harmonious.On the wall, the dark red blood stains showed that these people had been dead for a long time. Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone put down their rifles knowingly.

"HELP, HELP!" A deep shout made everyone raise their rifles vigilantly again, and followed the sound to find that in a small room at the end of the corridor, a woman half-stained with blood was holding a The teenage child begged in a low voice.Seeing everyone appearing, a trace of astonishment flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she waved her hand feebly, signaling them to go over.

"Disarm." A soldier in the lead walked over first, kicked the M9 submachine gun beside the opponent, and then made a safe gesture to everyone behind him.

"The Fifth Squad requested medical personnel, and found a seriously injured American civilian in the clearing area, and also found a wounded child, age"

"My motherland!" Seeing the soldiers beside her, the woman struggled to pass the child in her arms to him, while murmuring in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Hearing the mumbling of the other party, the soldier asked strangely while taking the child.

"My country!" When the soldier touched the child's pulse, he suddenly understood the meaning of the other party.

"Be careful!" While shouting, the soldier violently hugged the child and lay down on the ground. In the next second, a dull explosion sounded from under the opponent. The power of the explosion threw the soldier's body high, It fell again, and the body of the child under him had already turned into a blurred mass of flesh and blood. An offensive grenade had already been hidden in the body of the child before, and the fuse had been pulled when the child was being delivered.

The shock wave shocked everyone, enduring the beeping in their ears, looking at the smiling American woman lying on the ground, the captain coldly pulled the trigger, and emptied a whole round of bullets at the other party. .Looking at the opponent's corpse that was beaten into a honeycomb shape, everyone present showed extreme cruelty, watching everything that happened with cold expressions.

"The only good American is a dead American." Repeating the extreme words that had been circulated among the troops at some time, the captain carefully picked up the fallen comrades and walked slowly downstairs.

At the same time, the battles in each area are like separate small battlefields. After a short and intensive firefight, they have entered the final stage.Looking around, the streets and buildings are surrounded by corpses lying around in various postures, and the red color of blood seems to be the theme of the whole world.

Ma Zhanyuan has never fought such an unsure battle. He threw all his troops into the area to wipe out the enemies in an instant. There was no support or reserve team. It was like a gamble. The difference was that he did not rely on It was not unsure luck, but the confidence in his soldiers, as well as the soldiers' skilled tactical skills and strong fighting will. Fortunately, Ma Zhanyuan was lucky that he won the bet.

The will of the enemy's hastily armed troops was completely broken in the bloody and cruel battle. When they saw the comrades around them fall without resistance under the killing of the opponent, and became several pieces or even fragments, these The militiamen who have only undergone basic military training finally know that war is far from a simple matter of passion and impulsiveness. War is cruel and cannot be measured by reason. When seeing tall Chinese soldiers fully armed When they rushed in front of them, the only choice for the weak was to put down their weapons and raise their hands high.

Teams of prisoners of war were escorted out of their bunkers in an orderly manner, gathered in various streets, and finally formed a torrent to the open space that had been smoothed out by artillery fire. Under the threat of gunpoint, they waited honestly like sheep There, an unknown fate awaits.The prisoners of war who gradually gathered together formed a strange pattern in front of their eyes. These soldiers who had stood up and resisted with guns finally revealed their true faces at this moment. There is a woman, but at the moment everyone is showing the same expression, with despair in their dullness.

Although he knew that the people who participated in the resistance were civilians, Ma Zhanyuan was still shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, but what shocked him was not just the identity of the opponent, but something else.

"Take the call from the headquarters and go directly to the commander-in-chief. I want to talk to him." After pondering for a moment, Ma Zhanyuan ordered loudly.

The Battle of Seattle lasted for a long time, far exceeding the maximum limit in the combat plan stipulated by the headquarters, and the corresponding subsequent strategic deployment was also affected to a greater or lesser extent.But even so, none of the staff officers and commanders questioned or criticized this.The reason is simple. The intensity and tragedy of the battle in Seattle is far beyond everyone's imagination. Compared with this battle, the combat plan formulated by the previous combat department is like a piece of waste paper and has no reference value.Everyone was surprised or even shocked that Ma Zhanyuan was able to win this battle. This kind of inter-city battle, which is typical of fighting the crowd with a few, can be called a classic like a textbook.

Because of this, although the battle was affected, Ma Zhanyuan's name was put on the list of awards, but he was not happy at all when he heard the good news.

"Yes, I am Jiang Zhongzheng. I understand your situation. Well, wait for the order." In the office, intentionally or unintentionally, he lowered his voice and said vaguely on the phone, and then hung up the moment Zhu Peide came in. Telephone.

"Zhongzheng, Seattle has been taken down. It seems that our strategic detour space has been completely stabilized this time. If the enemy wants to drive us into the sea, it may be impossible. General Staff Zhongzheng, why don't you speak?" In the middle of speaking, Zhu Peide discovered the solemn expression on his face, and quickly asked strangely.

"It's nothing, I just got the news that Ma Zhanyuan and the others captured at least [-] prisoners of war!" He said briefly.

"Oh, this is great news. Based on this, it is not a problem for Ma Zhanyuan to be conferred on the altar. Hey, this guy, he didn't even say a word about such a great contribution. He is really stable." Zhu Peide laughed immediately. Word by word, repeatedly praised.

"Don't be too happy, who said this is good news?" He reminded coldly.

"Aren't you a little too cautious, this is not good news, so what is good news?" Zhu Peide asked strangely.

"What about supplies? The [-] prisoners of war are just a superficial phenomenon, and supplies are the most important thing. What do we use to feed them and consume our soldiers' rations? Then we will build a prisoner-of-war camp for them, and distribute some daily necessities they are in short supply. When the time is right, shall we hold a basketball and football match or something for them, or simply arrange some teachers to tell them about the superiority of the empire?" He said with a sneer.

His words immediately made Zhu Peide's smile freeze on his face. Although he knew that what the other party said was just a joke, Zhu Peide couldn't laugh at all. Supplies can be said to be the most important thing at present, and Los Angeles, which has been conquered, has now become A huge burden, the hundreds of thousands of people there, like a bottomless pit, constantly devoured the food transported from the empire.Although the think tanks including the previous ones had foreseen this, when the real situation came, it was still unbearable.

The wealth plundered in the war is being rapidly consumed by the war. On the contrary, there is no resource available for compensation on the land scorched by the war. The US dollar has now been greatly depreciated due to the war. The only thing that can be compensated is the local banks. The few foreign exchange and gold in China.

"What do you want to do?" Zhu Peide pondered for a while, and then asked anxiously. In his heart, he had roughly guessed the possible choice.

"I'm afraid you have already guessed the method I thought of, but it is very difficult for us to do so now." Turning around, he glanced at him lightly, then turned again to look at the map in front of him, and stopped talking for a long time.

"We have set a trap for the Chinese. I hope this will at least buy us some time." Lieutenant General Clark said with tears in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, the Chinese have already occupied Seattle, and the other side has extended the landing depth to nearly [-] kilometers. Do we need to adjust the relevant deployment?" Around him, the staff officer did not see what the so-called trap said by the chief should do. role, asked in a low voice beside him.

"The only thing that can turn the tide of the battle now is ourselves, except for the intervention of external forces. Don't think about relying on any weapons or new tactics. For us now, tactical victory may not be able to make up for strategic failure." Clark said coldly.

(End of this chapter)