"There is absolutely no need for us to continue fighting like this." The young soldier said as he moved with difficulty, trying to find a slightly safer bunker.
This place is really too cramped. The hastily built barricades are simply a smelly garbage dump. It doesn’t matter if it smells bad, but the space for hiding people is also pitifully small. There is muddy water here, as well as rubble and broken bricks.
There were broken sandbags, and of course there were all kinds of household garbage.
"Don't the Tang Empire treat prisoners preferentially? Why don't we surrender?" His voice trembled slightly, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat, full of despair.
He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the crumbling building in the distance. It used to be their position, but now it has become a nightmare in their hearts.
Fear was like a cold poisonous snake, wrapping tightly around his heart, making him almost breathless. He clenched the rifle in his hand, his palms full of sweat, and the cold metal made him more aware of the situation he was in.
In danger.
"I don't know why I can't surrender." The voice of another veteran was low and weak, as if he had lost all hope. He lowered his head feebly and let the dust on his helmet fall: "The supervising team behind knows, otherwise you
Go and ask them?"
After saying this, he raised his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying at the young soldier, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.
"Damn it, shall I ask those devils?" The young soldier shook his head violently, with deep fear on his face: "It's not like you don't know that those people who supervise the battle team are all vicious, like
They are evil spirits crawling out of hell!"
"Do you still know that those people are devils?" The older soldier sneered, his tone full of bitterness and helplessness: "They never kill their own people without mercy. If you have a chance, you can surrender, but go ahead like this now
, he will definitely be beaten to death from behind by his own people."
In the past two days, they have seen more than one soldier choose to surrender because of fear or unable to bear the torture of the battlefield. Many people raised their hands and were shot by the supervising team behind them. Sometimes, the supervising team even executed the soldiers.
, killed more than the Tang army.
"These bastards." The young soldier cursed in a low voice, his eyes full of anger and despair: "Aren't they worried about themselves? Aren't they afraid of death?"
He tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white from excessive exertion. In the distance, the dilapidated building stood quietly, as if silently mocking their helplessness and despair.
In the same two days, they also witnessed a fight between soldiers who were about to surrender and the supervising team: first, the soldiers who wanted to surrender killed two veterans of the supervising team, and then other members of the supervising team were killed.
There were seven or eight lunatics who were ready to surrender. That day, their own people were killed in the position and a river of blood flowed. Then the Tang army occupied their position.
The remaining soldiers of the Lions Empire ran to this place like a group of bereaved dogs. They finally stabilized their position, and their morale was already as low as it could be.
Having said that, the entire Jade City is now crumbling. The Tang army is systematically dividing the stubborn coalition forces surrounding the city. The casualties of the coalition forces are increasing every day, and the battle situation is getting worse day by day.
Anyone who understands knows that the winner has been decided long ago, and what is left now is just a group of completely crazy lunatics struggling to their death.
"I don't know if they are afraid of death." The older soldier lowered his voice and looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one supervising the team was nearby, and then continued: "Did you see the leaflet that Tang Jun sent yesterday?
?”
He was talking about some beautifully printed leaflets that the Tang Army hit the coalition defensive positions yesterday. These leaflets came from the printing factory in Bunas City. They were made from local materials and were exquisitely crafted. The content on them was also very targeted.
"Are you talking about that piece of paper that is so hard that it can't even be used to wipe one's buttocks? The painting on it is quite interesting. The dog wears the helmet of our battle team." The young soldier was slightly startled.
, those brightly colored flyers come to mind.
"Of course I have seen it, but..." He scratched his head in embarrassment, his cheeks were slightly red, like a child who had done something wrong, his eyes were wandering, and he did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the veteran: "I don't know him very well.
Character."
The literacy rate of the Lions Empire itself has not increased seriously in the past few years. Now as the war progresses, the quality of the soldiers has dropped even more. Among the top soldiers of the Lions Empire today, there are not many who are literate.
.
"Humph, you are just an ignorant idiot!" The older soldier glared at him with hatred, his rough face was covered with traces of time, and there was a trace of hatred in his deep eyes.
The helplessness of steel.
"I'll ask you to recognize a few more words. It's good for you. You know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and you can't even remember a single word!" He spat bitterly, his tone full of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel: "Now
Well, we can’t even understand the way Tang Jun pointed out to us!"
"You, do you understand?" The young soldier scratched his head in embarrassment, with a blush of embarrassment on his dark face. His eyes were full of curiosity, and there was a hint of hope in his tone: "Then what is written on it?
?Are you trying to persuade us to surrender again?"
He smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eyes full of helplessness and bitterness: "If we had a way, we would have surrendered long ago... aren't they wasting their time?"
"I, I also asked a few people to find out clearly." The older soldier lowered his voice and looked around cautiously to make sure that no one supervising the team was nearby, and then continued: "That was the Tang Army threatening those people.
Flyer for the Supervisory Team."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Tang Jun? Why did Tang Jun threaten those supervising teams?" The young soldier became even more confused: "Those supervising teams are from our side, Tang Jun can still control them.
With them?"
"In order to let them consider the consequences clearly." The older soldier lowered his voice, imitating the tone of the Tang Army's leaflet, and said word for word: "The Tang Army's leaflet said that if the person supervising the team is caught
, if the prisoner identifies him as having killed a Lions soldier who wanted to surrender, he will definitely be hanged."
He paused, observed the young soldier's expression, and then said: "However, if the supervising team takes the lead in surrendering, perhaps we can be treated leniently, and at least our lives can be saved."
He pretended to sigh, seeming to feel sorry for those who were supervising the battle team... But it could be seen from his expression that he was gloating about his misfortune.
"Then if the people who supervise the battle team beat me to death..." The young soldier was excited for a moment, but then he suddenly realized something. Then his voice trembled, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He looked at the veterans around him.
He asked: "Then surrender... Then where can I go to reason?" He asked very seriously. After asking, he gritted his teeth and held the rifle tightly with both hands, as if waiting for someone to comfort him.
answer.
"What the hell are you thinking about?" The older soldier glanced at him with a dumbfounded look, and shook his head helplessly: "How could you think of such a thing? Those who supervise the battle team are eager to see you more.
Live a little longer so they can live a little longer."
In fact, those who supervise the battle team will not easily execute the soldiers in front, because if all the cannon fodder in front die, they and the team supervising the battle team will become the new cannon fodder.
The problem is that they also have a team of supervisors behind them. As long as they become cannon fodder, those crazier lunatics will definitely do the same thing.
He raised his head and looked around vigilantly, and happened to see a few soldiers from the supervising team carrying submachine guns to inspect the position. So he lowered his voice and reminded his companions not to continue talking nonsense: "Stop talking, those bastards
They're here again."
The few soldiers who came over to supervise the battle team heard what he said, and they whispered unsatisfiedly: "What are you muttering over there? Is anyone still hiding the leaflets sent by the Tang Army yesterday? If so, please hand them over as soon as possible."
come out!"
"I, everything I picked up has been handed over to you." The recruit started to get nervous when he saw the fierce-looking supervising team, as if he had really done something wrong.
There was nothing the fierce-looking soldiers in the supervising team could do. If they didn't try hard to look like they were not to be trifled with and were always vigilant about grabbing their weapons, they would most likely be killed on the spot by the frontline soldiers.
Their current situation is very much like that of the police in a lighthouse country, patrolling the streets full of guns. If they are not so smart, they may risk their lives here.
"I, I don't have any more here." The veteran turned through his pockets skillfully to show that he did not hide the things thrown by Tang Jun.
Immediately afterwards, he troubled the patrol team supervisor: "Brother, we didn't give out any decent food yesterday. Look, I don't have anything. When will the supplies arrive?"
Raising the issue of supplies at this time in a place like this is obviously a very effective way to drive away guests. The expressions of the few soldiers who came to inspect the position immediately became embarrassed.
There is no way, they can no longer maintain adequate supplies for all troops, so many troops fighting on the front line can only find food in the ruins.
Ammunition can still be delivered from time to time due to combat needs, and food and medicine have become precious resources. Without medicine, medical soldiers can only watch the wounded helpless, and soldiers who do not have enough to eat are unlikely to go hungry.
Fighting for their lives against the soldiers of the Tang Army on the opposite side... Therefore, the collapse of the coalition forces of Lines and Dorne became faster and faster.
"We don't know, but it should be soon. If you have spare food, you are allowed to eat one-third first." The officer leading the supervising team frowned impatiently, because he was too familiar with these things.
A veteran on the battlefield.
If the other party was willing to kill one of his own people, he might have been transferred to the war supervising team long ago. His side is in urgent need of such experienced talents, and the salary is slightly better than that of the front-line combat troops.
At least their weapons are all powerful submachine guns for melee combat, and their food is somewhat guaranteed - the supervising team will share the supplies first when they are delivered, so they will definitely keep a little more for themselves.
But obviously, this veteran is unwilling to shoot his own people, so he is still serving on the front line... This kind of person is the most slippery, he can always run away during a fight, and he can ensure that he is not a deserter, and he will not easily
Forced into a desperate situation.
"Didn't our spare food run out a few days ago? We haven't been replenished yet." The veteran looked like he was looking for someone to pour out his troubles to.
"Okay, I will report the situation here to the regiment headquarters." The officer supervising the battle team responded in a routine manner, and then led the people along the uncomfortable trench to the other end.
There was a hidden machine gun position over there. The shooter and assistant shooter were sitting next to the machine gun. The two of them didn't even get up when they saw the supervising team approaching. Normally, the supervising team would not cause trouble to the machine gun team.
On the one hand, the soldiers in the machine gun group were all veterans, with relatively high combat effectiveness, and would not surrender easily. On the other hand, the machine gun group was the target of Tang Army snipers, so they often lost during the fight and had little chance of surrender.
Sure enough, several soldiers from the supervising team bypassed the machine gun team and disappeared around the corner of the trench.
The clear and short artillery sound of the Tang Army came from the distance. Several artillery shells landed almost at the same time, and then there was no sound. Everyone knows that once such artillery sound is heard, it means that another Yucheng defender's position has been destroyed.
.
Today, all the Lions soldiers in this position have not waited for their supplies. They have not waited for food, nor for ammunition supplies, nor even for the attack of the Tang Army.
Also today, in the outskirts of Yucheng and in the city of Yucheng, a total of more than 3,000 coalition soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Tang army. Even with the suppression of the war team, at least 2,500 people successfully came to the Tang Empire outside the city.
Prisoner of war camp built.
Because of the previous incident of suppressing the rebellion in the city and the fierce attacks by the Tang army in the past few days, the morale of the coalition forces in Yucheng has dropped to the bottom. They have lost confidence in this war and also lost hope of victory.
Therefore, these troops began to surrender in an organized manner. In many cases, the supervisory team even took the lead in surrendering, and senior officers directly ordered their troops to surrender...
As soon as such a situation appeared, it seemed to begin to develop out of control. As the commander-in-chief of the coalition front line, Paul had worked very hard to restrain his troops and avoid large-scale surrender... but his efforts seemed to be getting worse and worse.
