"Alas..., sin, sin. I don't want you to die because of me, I feel guilty. But there is no need to dwell too much on the sufferings in this world. You might as well go to the Western Paradise as early as possible. I will pack up this broken skin for you and save it.
Let’s take a ride.”
A night of shelling sent the gangs in Mexico City into a swarm. All that was left was to clean up the pieces of meat that had been smashed all over the ground. Pang Youcai saw the casualties he had made. Apart from the shock and crying at the beginning, he was completely overwhelmed.
The artillery battery was the first to recover.
Compared with other comrades who were pale and vomiting desperately, Pang Youcai muttered something to the corpse he had killed. After reciting a rebirth mantra, he found a shovel and gathered up the pieces of meat that had been blown up everywhere for later use.
Will clean up.
Everyone in the class was so stimulated by the fragments of flesh and blood on the battlefield that their scalps exploded. Seeing Pang Youcai actually picking up the corpses, some people couldn't help but ask: "Old Pang, aren't you afraid?"
"I am doing good deeds. What should I be afraid of?" Pang Youcai said with a calm face. He held a shovel and straightened his chest, "Killing is not killing, this is life! It is for their own good to transcend suffering and send the enemy to the Buddha. Now
What is the difference between the human world and hell? We have endured the suffering of life for them."
Yeah...you fake monk, do you still have this kind of truth?
Under the leadership of Pang Youcai, all his artillery squad members collectively believed in Buddhism. Everyone chanted a few words of "Amitabha" and disposed of the enemy's corpse. This was a psychological suggestion for themselves, and the soldiers suddenly felt better.
too much.
After the visit and study, Pang Youcai returned to the camp and asked the cooking team for two pieces of braised pork to calm his shock. Others asked him why he could still eat meat? He replied: "Wine and meat passed through the intestines and remained in the heart of the Buddha. We should not have this in our hearts."
Obsession, this is to strengthen nutrition, otherwise you will not have the energy to recite the Buddha's name."
Huh..., everyone collectively ate meat to calm down their shock, turned around and recited the mantra of death to the corpse, wishing the other party to die soon and be reborn.
After the Legion's heavy artillery showed its force, there was nothing left for them on the battlefield for the time being. As more and more troops and heavy weapons were mobilized to Mexico City for public security operations, the independent artillery regiment to which Pang Youcai and others belonged was also free.
Enter intensive training.
It's just that Mexico City and its surrounding urban agglomerations are very large. As the territory occupied by the Legion becomes larger and larger, there will always be a few local tyrants who refuse to surrender.
It is impossible for the legion to mobilize large troops for sporadic enemies, but it can't do it without chewing these hard bones. Therefore, the "Mexican Liberation Front" troops adapted from the guerrillas and equipped with a heavy artillery towed by a truck are the standard equipment of "gnawing bones".
Pang Youcai's artillery crew was probably too bad, and the leader didn't want to drag down the normal training of other companies, so he led the team for the task of "gnawing bones". The first time he was pulled to "gnaw bones", he faced four
Five concrete bunkers were built and equipped with heavy weapons for the powerful civilians.
When Pang Youcai arrived at his destination, a battalion of the Mexican Liberation Front troops tried to attack the fortress group. As a result, the battalion's August 2 Forces did not have enough firepower to break open the enemy's turtle shell, and the first charge collapsed after leaving more than 20 corpses.
Already.
"This is the town chief's family territory, and it has been here for several generations." The frustrated battalion commander of the Mexican Liberation Front was very angry when faced with the difficult "hard nut", "They refused to put down their arms and accept the management of the new government.
I am willing to pay some taxes in exchange for the right to rule this land."
This is considered a local characteristic of Mexico. Just like the squires of the Rabbit family in the past, the state lacks control over the grassroots. All resources and products on the land are severely exploited, and the government's orders cannot reach the grassroots at all.
"Our Corps does not recognize this kind of right to rule." Pang Youcai shook his head. He has been in Africa for more than ten years and is well aware that local autonomy is common abroad. "No matter how many generations they have been operating here, the Corps does not like them.
"
Outside Pang Youcai's attack position, many Mexican locals gathered to watch the fun. These people are basically vassals of the mayor's family in the bunker group, even in the last days. They are full of expectations for the arrival of the "Mexican Liberation Front" troops.
He is very hostile and is happy to see the troops suffer setbacks.
"What's going on with these people?" Pang Youcai didn't like the locals who gathered around the camp two or three hundred meters away, and he didn't like the pointing of these people.
But the battalion commander of the Mexican Liberation Front was helpless about this. He shrugged and said: "The mayor of the bunker group governs this place very well. The people here rely on the mayor's relief to survive the nuclear winter.
After the temperature rises, the villagers here can still farm and harvest, and their lives are better than many people in Mexico City. So they are very grateful to the mayor and don't like us at all."
This makes his problem even bigger. With such a powerful place, the legion cannot truly rule this land, and the manpower and material resources here cannot be used by the legion.
Pang Youcai was not stupid, and he understood that he had to pull down the few bunkers in front of the legion - the legion would not give up its policies just because of a little kindness.
At this time, the mayor in the bunker probably knew that heavy artillery was coming from outside, and sent someone out to negotiate. A person with the identity of a housekeeper came out and asked to see the commander of the heavy artillery.
"We are willing to provide ten tons of food every month and send twenty women to provide services to you. This is already a very generous condition. In the past, people from the Diego family could not get so much. You bring
You can go back and deliver these things."
The housekeeper in the bunker had a tone of anger, helplessness and humiliation. In his opinion, Pang Youcai was an intruder and an enemy, destroying the peace here. It's a pity that this enemy is too powerful, with a 152 mm caliber heavy artillery.
It's not something ordinary people can compete with.
Pang Youcai replied coldly: "God has the virtue of a good life..."
The Mexican translator looked at Pang Youcai with a dumbfounded expression, unable to understand such profound Chinese.
"Tell them that I am a very kind person and I don't want to kill anyone. As long as they are willing to lay down their weapons, dismantle their bunkers, and accept the rule of the new government, I will not attack them." Pang Youcai was still not finished, and added, "
I am a Buddhist and have always been compassionate."
I don’t know what the translator said, but the butler opposite became angrier as he listened, his face turned red, and he looked like he was about to fight for his life. He said bitterly: "Twenty tons of grain every month, send
Thirty women are here to serve you, no more. Please leave."
Seeing this, it was clear that we could not reach an agreement, and Pang Youcai was also very angry, "I really don't want to kill anyone. You surrender quickly, otherwise my cannon will have a say."
But the housekeeper cursed loudly and left angrily. Pang Youcai was left behind and asked the translator inexplicably: "What did he mean?"
"He said he would fight us to the end and never surrender," the translator said.
"This is really ungrateful, Lord Buddha will be angry." Pang Youcai didn't want to talk nonsense anymore. The 152 heavy artillery towed by the truck had already loaded a semi-armor-piercing grenade, aimed at the bunker about six or seven hundred meters away, and blasted it.
As soon as the cannon here was fired, the bunker on the opposite side exploded immediately - this time the shot was very accurate, and one shot penetrated the soul. The targeted bunker was completely destroyed immediately, and the people inside were blown into the sky together with the broken building materials, and all the people who fell down were
It turned into pieces of smoking burnt meat.
The power of this god of war was as powerful as God. The surrounding villagers who were watching the excitement were so frightened that they ran away one after another. Even the soldiers of the Mexican Liberation Front were excited and horrified to see the power of heavy artillery for the first time.
After waiting for a while, I looked at the bunker on the opposite side and saw that the opposite side had been flattened.
This asymmetrical strength has no resistance at all. The powerful mayor in the bunker could only surrender unwillingly, and walked out waving the white flag fearfully to Pang Youcai and cried out his fault.
Pang Youcai, who accepted the surrender, felt that he had gained more dignity, but when he saw the mutterings of the Mexican soldiers around him, he felt that something was wrong. He asked the translator, "What are these people muttering? They look at me with evil intentions."
"No, they are very in awe of you. It's just that you kindly persuaded you to surrender just now, but in the blink of an eye you killed all the enemies, so they are a little scared in awe. For this reason, they even gave you an appropriate nickname."
"What nickname? Could it be said that I am a Bodhisattva with a heart that is benevolent, generous, kind and reliable?"
"They said you don't want to kill people but have wealth."
"Damn, do these people want to die? Do you think I can't understand the irony? I really don't want to kill anyone!"