"If you're afraid, if you're afraid, just say it and I'll give you a treat!" The tank stopped in front of Okamoto Sakata. Yu Yang stuck his head out of the cockpit and stared at the Japanese in front of him.
Okamoto Sakata saw Yu Yang close at hand, and reached out to get the gun, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Tevez shot him, and his left hand was directly broken. Now Okamoto Sakata has three limbs broken.
, with only one leg left.
Yu Yang looked at Okamoto Sakata's actions and snorted coldly. As expected, none of these little Japanese are normal. He is already like this, and he still wants to drag himself to hell.
Not wanting to talk to Okamoto Sakata, he sat back in the cockpit and started the tank again. The distance between the two of them was only five meters. The tank accelerated slightly, and Okamoto Sakata was no longer visible in Yu Yang's field of vision.
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The tank slowly moved forward little by little. The distance from Okamoto was only three meters, two meters, and one meter. Okamoto wanted to hide for a long time, but with three paralyzed limbs, he couldn't dodge at all, so he had to watch the tank.
The crawler tracks were crushing towards him.
"ah!……"
A shrill scream sounded, and the track on the left side of the tank ran directly over Marcelo's body and onto Okamoto's legs, and then immediately stopped moving. Yu Yang poked his head out again, this time directly from
He got out of the car directly, walked to the front of the tank, hugged the tank's gun barrel, and looked at the dying Okamoto below the tank.
"Okamoto, I remember that you Japanese have always believed that those whose heads are cut off cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven. What do you think will happen to you after you die if I cut off your head?
"Also, if you chop it off and use a tank to crush your head directly into minced flesh, will you be able to enter the kingdom of heaven?" After Yu Yang finished speaking, he touched his chin, as if he really was.
Think in general.
"You, cough cough cough, devil... ghost, even if I go to hell, cough cough, I will turn into a ghost and come to find you... cough cough cough..." Okamoto Sakata said intermittently and feebly.
After hearing this, Yu Yang shrugged his shoulders helplessly, stood up and prepared to crush him to death, not wanting to talk nonsense to him anymore.
"Ah, you kill me, you kill me!" The tank suddenly moved back, and Okamoto Sakata suddenly shouted. After Yu Yang heard it, he stopped and turned his head to look at Okamoto.
: "Do you want to die? As long as you tell where Kusai is, how about I kill you immediately?"
His legs were crushed. This was a pain that life could not bear. Okamoto couldn't care about anything at all now. He used up his last bit of strength: "He is defending...the hole, in, in, still in the city."
Yes, there are air-raid... caves, and there are more than a dozen... air-raid shelters. I don’t know where he is, ahem, cough cough. Kill me. Quick, cough, kill me!"
"Thank you!" Yu Yang nodded after hearing this, then got directly back into the tank, stepped on the accelerator hard, and then the tank's tracks ran over Okamoto Sakata without any hindrance, knocking him directly
Grind it into minced meat and mix it with the soil of Iraq, nourishing the earth.
"Teves, come and drive. That guy is dead. Let me inform John that there are air-raid shelters in Tikrit. Kusai's guys may be hiding in the air-raid shelters!"
At first, Yu Yang didn't want to keep silent. If he were any host, Yu Yang would give him a happy life, but he is Okamoto Sakata. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be so many things at all, and these hosts would also be beaten.
They were raised like pigs in the military camp outside the city.
Peter will not die, the driver will not die, and Li Tude's life and death are still uncertain, as well as the bombed North Tower. Although the death of these people has little to do with Yu Yang, it has a lot to do with John.
The number of soldiers who have died since the beginning of the US war is probably not as high as the number of soldiers who have died in one day today. This is a big political stain for John. John's originally bright path is now full of obstacles.
Everything was brought about by this guy named Okamoto Sakata, so Yu Yang hated this guy to the core. After killing this damn guy, Yu Yang let out a fierce breath of anger in his heart.
At the same time, there is a new turning point about John's future. As long as Kusai, the second person on the wanted list, can be captured, all the soldiers who sacrificed today will be selectively forgotten by the group of American officials, and will even be publicized as a conspiracy.
Big victory.
"John, this is Yu. Please reply if you receive it. Please reply if you receive it!"
In the command room of the US military camp, John scratched his head. It was now certain that seventy-three people had died, and more than twenty people were missing. If nothing else happened, the missing people must have also died. After all, they were
An air-to-ground missile penetrated a building. Those who survived were all European emperors, but John is still receiving news of his death.
In addition to the sacrificed soldiers, there are 193 injured in the US military. Twenty-seven of them are seriously injured and are being rescued. Whether they can be saved depends entirely on God's will. John did not expect such a large number of casualties. Since the war began, the US military has
There has never been such a large-scale casualty in any army. John will definitely take the blame and be thrown out by the officials in Congress. John even thought about how the domestic newspapers would publicize and report on him, the most incompetent commander...
There is even a possibility that he will be written on the pillar of shame, and his decision-making will be used as a negative example and become known to the whole world. When John thinks of this, he feels his scalp numb.
"Sir, don't worry. It's not necessarily that bad. After all, the Air Force should be responsible for this matter. We were attacked by the Iraqi Air Force. If it weren't for this, we wouldn't have suffered such heavy casualties, injuries and deaths.
Eighty percent of the soldiers are soldiers stationed in the North Tower..."
A combat staff officer saw John's frown and immediately walked to his side to dissuade him softly. Today's battle was watched by everyone. There was no problem with John's command. If the Iraqis did not launch air strikes, the US military would not
Such massive casualties could possibly occur.
"Haha, Air Force? Do you think those officials will believe what we say? Those people will only think that it is my incompetent command that has sacrificed so many soldiers. Those officials in Congress must have someone to take the blame, damn it!
"After John finished speaking, he slammed his fist on the table, his eyes filled with anger.
"But everyone has seen the situation on the battlefield. All of us can testify to you. It is not a matter of your command!"
"Is it useful? They only need to find a sinner to take the blame. Even if the sinner is innocent, they can promote him as a sinner! In order to get votes, they can even describe the sinner as a hero! Besides, I also have part of the responsibility, so I thought about it.
It’s not very comprehensive! It’s too late to say anything now, I just hope there won’t be any new casualties!”
"Sir, I'd like to talk to you if you want to get in!" Just when John was very distressed, the correspondent beside him whispered.
After John heard this, he raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Come in!"
