The reason why this kind of scene, with the sounds of vomiting happening one after another, was completely deliberately arranged by Hu Biao, who was always on the street.
Let the rookies shoot the corpses on the ground regardless of whether they were dead or not, and then start collecting weapons, armor, property, and everything else that could be used.
Then bury and cremate? These operations are gone.
Just throw one leg, like a dead dog, under the sand dunes outside the camp.
Mainly because in the battle just now, they killed at least 3,560 sand bandits and horse bandits, and there were also more than 20 horse corpses.
If you want to bury them all, it will require a huge workload.
It's even more impossible to burn it. How can there be so much firewood?
Fortunately, the temperature in the desert is now close to subzero, so there is no need to worry about the corpses rotting and deteriorating, causing a plague.
When the temperature rises, they will have already left by then, let alone worry about this problem.
As for directing a group of rookies to do the above things, one purpose of doing so is of course to allow these rookies to adapt to the blood and cruelty of the mission more quickly in this way, and to grow up quickly.
stand up.
During such a process, many netizens immediately vomited and became confused.
However, this same point is not the focus of Hu Biao and others; what they focus on is the attitude of these people in the process of cleaning the battlefield.
In other words, it doesn't matter if you vomit, but you have to continue taking action.
As for some of them who stole chickens and fished for fish in this process, Hu Biao and others did not intend to say anything, so they could see such a person clearly.
Fortunately, the netizens performed well this time.
Even though he vomited a lot, he wiped his mouth and continued to clean the battlefield.
In particular, several personnel they focused on, such as the captain, the warrior, the second fat man, and the war elephant, performed quite well during the cleaning process...
Tonight's somewhat inexplicable battle probably took less than ten minutes in total. However, it took more than an hour to complete the cleaning of the battlefield.
After finishing their busy work, almost every novice will almost vomit out all the jaundice water at this point.
But at this time, because the team did not carry much water, and in the process of cleaning the battlefield just now, no water was captured.
So now they can't even do something as simple as washing their hands.
Not to mention, you can take a good shower.
The only thing Hu Biao could do was to let these pale-faced rookies use the clothes on the corpses to wipe their hands and the blood on their bodies, and then go back to rest.
The rest is all left to them.
So, after all the rookies went to rest, Lang Qing and Huang Yizhi went to count the seizures, while Yu Hanfeng and the warehouse manager continued to be on guard to avoid another midnight attack.
The remaining people followed Hu Biao and walked towards the prisoners on one side of the camp.
Now is the time to unravel the doubts in their minds and find out where these inexplicable enemies come from and why they want to sneak attack on them?
*******
In this battle, Hu Biao and others captured a total of 17 people.
Among them, there were 6 horse bandits and 11 sand bandits. Without exception, they were all wounded with leg injuries. Otherwise, during the retreat, these guys would have run away as fast as they could.
Compared with their poor combat effectiveness, these people have stronger escape abilities.
After standing there in front of the prisoners who were either sitting or squatting on the ground, Hu Biao had no intention of speaking.
After just one glance, Xu Feng and Yu Zi immediately understood what Hu Biao meant.
The two men took off the Tang Hengdao or waist knives from their waists. Without saying a word, they used the sheathed weapons to beat the prisoners head-on.
No matter how the prisoners begged for mercy using nonsense words such as "Jili Guala", they still refused to stop.
Even Old Snake, who was following Hu Biao and holding his arms in a mighty pose, could actually vaguely hear the language spoken by these prisoners, which belonged to the Altaic language family like Uyghur.
As he can speak Uyghur, he can actually understand the pleadings of these people for 'spare their lives'.
Old Snake had no intention of speaking, because he could see that Hu Biao's current intention was to subdue these prisoners first.
The actual situation was indeed as the old snake expected.
After being brutally beaten by Xu Feng and Corn, one of the captives "DUANG~" knelt down on the ground and knelt upright.
Xu Feng, who was beating several people around him, finally stopped beating him.
Upon seeing this, the other prisoners fell to their knees, regardless of the fact that their heads were bleeding.
They still knelt neatly in a straight line and straightened their waists. Only then did Xu Feng and Yu Zi stop their hands and beat them in a manner that could be described as ferocious.
Of course, the two of them were not cruel by nature.
Just because I want to convince these people first, otherwise I will ask questions rashly. Who knows how many truths these people can tell?
But Hu Biao and the others soon realized that what they had just done was far from enough.
Because after seeing these people kneeling, Hu Biao finally spoke and asked those people: "Okay! Please tell me, who among you can speak Chinese?"
Under such a question, those people looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces. It seemed that no one understood what Hu Biao was talking about.
Some of them even started shouting in nonsense in their mouths.
Although Hu Biao couldn't understand it, Old Snake could barely understand it. It should be something like "No one is allowed to speak, or he will be killed~".
So he immediately gave Hu Biao a look and told him that these guys were not honest.
After receiving the signal from his eyes, Hu Biao felt angry for no reason.
After looking at Xu Feng, Xu Feng immediately understood. He pulled out the stainless steel Tang Heng Dao in his hand and chopped the one in front of him to the ground with one blow.
He didn't even take a glance at the blood splattered on his trouser legs.
Then, Hu Biao looked at the sand bandit next to him and asked again: "Excuse me, can you understand Chinese? I count to five, one, two, five~"
After Hu Biao skipped three and four and counted directly to five, he didn't even wait for the sand bandit to react.
Xu Feng acted on instinct and slashed the Sha Piande's neck with his knife, cutting off at least half of it.
Immediately, the sand bandit fell to the ground and died. At the moment of death, this guy's eyes were full of such strong resentment that a kid like you can't afford to play with.
So, it’s not that this grandson doesn’t understand, he’s just pretending.
Hu Biao thought to himself: I just said it! Nowadays, the language of the Han Dynasty is definitely the common language in the surrounding areas. You don't even know this, how can you still think of it as a sand bandit or a horse bandit?
With strong depression in his heart, Hu Biao faced another sand pirate and started counting:
"One, five~"
At such a fast speed, the sand bandit didn't even react. Xu Feng slashed out with the knife again, cutting his throat like a chicken.
Then, Hu Biao turned his eyes to the next target.
Just such an action brought astonishing pressure to the prisoner, making him tremble like a quail.
