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Chapter 179 Captive

The battlefield was a mess, with bricks and rubble everywhere and some Iraqis who were not dead yet. However, most of these people were barely alive. The American soldiers checked them one by one, followed by several medical vehicles, and began to treat these Iraqi soldiers.

Provide simple treatment and bandaging.

Yu Yang turned his head and glanced at John: "Now that the military is so rich? Does it even have to take care of the enemy's seriously injured soldiers? Wasn't it always...?"

Yu Yang said while making a gesture of shooting. Since ancient times, dealing with prisoners and wounded soldiers has been a headache. Killing them simply and crudely will be labeled as a butcher. If you are too kind, you will be labeled as a butcher.

There is too much logistical pressure.

After John looked around to make sure there was no one, he leaned next to Yu Yang and said, "You think I want to assign people to take care of these prisoners? Look around, there are reporters everywhere, and those few are British

, those are from France, and these are from China, if I order the prisoners to be shot, I will probably be sent to a military court tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he shrugged helplessly.

Yu Yang turned his head and looked over, and sure enough he saw a lot of war reporters taking pictures everywhere with their cameras. The American soldiers seemed a little accustomed to it, and did not pay attention to these reporters at all. They were busy with their own affairs.

After Yu Yang glanced at the place next to him, he discovered a classic scene for later generations.

An American soldier lifted an injured Iraqi soldier from the ground while another American soldier beside him was feeding the wounded Iraqi soldier water with a water bottle in his hand.

In front of them stood two war reporters, holding cameras in their hands and taking pictures. The two stood at different angles. One of the reporters stepped on the Iraqi's foot, but did not move at all. He was still there.

Focus on taking photos.

Many people commented on this scene in later generations, advocating that the US military treated prisoners well, etc., but Yu Yang saw the real background of this photo. The photographer who took the photo stepped on the legs of the wounded just to find a good angle.

Next to the two American soldiers, there was another American soldier holding a rifle in his hand and holding the gun against the Iraqi's head to prevent the Iraqi from moving.

"Is this what you all promote? What would happen if I took a photo now and sent it to some reporters?" Yu Yang patted John gently and pointed to the scene not far away.

After John took a look, he smiled: "It's normal, but there are even more extreme ones. These are staged photos to promote a positive image of the army. If you take a photo and send it back to China, no newspaper will dare to

Post this photo, I can guarantee that now the country only needs the good side and does not need any negative news!" After John finished speaking, he smiled at Yu Yang.

Yu Yang curled his lips. John was right. In front of the power agencies, the professional ethics of journalists is a joke. Yu Yang just said it, and John just smiled. Both of them knew about this matter and tacitly understood it.

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Further forward is the ruins where Ryan and others were buried just now. Ryan and others have been dug out, but it doesn't look very good. They are covered in mud and their whole body has turned into the color of cement. See

After John, one of them immediately ran over and saluted: "Sir, Ryan is reporting to you!"

If John hadn't been able to distinguish Ryan's voice, he probably wouldn't have recognized it was Ryan, let alone Yu Yang. John glanced at Ryan: "Are there any casualties among your men?"

Ryan shook his head: "I don't know yet. Mark and Dele haven't been found yet. They should be under the ruins. I hope God will bless them and be okay!"

"God bless!"

Yu Yang followed John on a tour. This time, the loss of the US military was a bit high. Although no one was killed, two people were seriously injured, namely Mark and De Lai from Class A. The two of them were buried under the rubble and were dug out.

They were already dying and were receiving first aid, but whether they could be rescued would depend on whether God would take them in.

In addition, three other soldiers in Class A were injured, but they were not gunshot wounds, but simple contusions and some skin injuries. Six soldiers in Class D were injured to varying degrees. In total, there were a total of eleven soldiers in the US military attack this time.

Injuries, from the beginning of the battle to the present, can be considered a relatively large one-time casualty.

You must know that only three people were injured when the US military landed in Iraq. Two of the three were hit by friendly vehicles and one was injured by a gun misfire. Apart from this, there were no casualties when the US military landed in Iraq.

The number of dead Iraqi armed personnel is still being counted, but judging from the number of corpses left so far, it is no less than 300 people, the most important of which are those who were killed by the fire support called by Yu Yang.

personnel.

The armed personnel who attacked Class D had quickly retreated after the explosion. Since their positions were not accurately guided, there were not many casualties. Only some unlucky ones were affected when the surface-to-surface missiles attacked later. Now they have

All were captured by the US military.

"Sir, the latest information from the headquarters!" At this time, a communications soldier ran in front of John. When he saw Yu Yang beside him, he immediately stopped talking.

"It's okay. As long as it's not confidential information above A level, just tell me!"

After hearing John's words, the communications soldier dared to speak: "Sir, the latest information is that a secret missile launch base of the Iraqi government forces was discovered about ten kilometers west of Tikrit. It just fired at the ground in Tikrit city.

This is where the ground-attack missiles were launched, and the headquarters ordered us to cooperate with the air force to capture this base immediately!"

After John finished listening, he took the document and took a look at it, then touched his chin. He did not expect that there was a secret Iraqi base hidden around him. If the missile just now was not fired at the city, but at him.

The consequences would be really disastrous.

"Let Camp C go, well, let's do this for now!"

"yes!"

Yu Yang remained silent on the side, but he heard some information from the communication soldier's words. The surface-to-surface missile just now should be the product of his own killing streak skills, but it shouldn't be an air-to-surface missile? How did it become

Surface-to-surface missiles? You must know that although the two missiles are only different by one word, their power is very different.

"Yu, what are you thinking about?"

Yu Yang looked up at the sky: "Since there are missile launch bases around, don't we need to hide?"

"Hidden? No need. Now that their position is exposed, I bet that within three minutes at most, the bombs from those guys in the Air Force will fall on their heads!" Before he finished speaking, the sound of a plane flying across the sky was heard overhead.

There was a sound, and several U.S. military fighter jets flew quickly through the sky.

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