Six hours later, Yu Zhiqian walked to the battlefield a little numbly and cleaned the battlefield casually.
Won, this blocking battle was much easier than Yu Zhiqian thought. At least, Yu Zhiqian did not encounter any danger. The number of casualties was less than fifty, and only more than twenty people died, thirteen of whom were in the first battle. One line of defense was killed by a tank, and one of the remaining casualties was because he stepped on his own landmine.
After the government troops arrived, the war was over. Now the government soldiers are capturing prisoners all over the mountains and plains, shooting them up and lining up to kill them.
Yu Zhiqian was somewhat numb, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walking among the corpses. When he encountered some backpacks, he would pick them up, look at them, and then throw them away casually.
There were so many corpses that Yu Zhiqian was not even interested in cleaning the battlefield, let alone licking the box. Most of these anti-government militants were a group of naked dicks with only one gun and nothing of value.
In the last hour just now, when the government troops had appeared behind this group of anti-government armed forces, these anti-government armed soldiers went crazy. They did not need a supervisory team or anyone to let them move forward. They moved towards Yu Zhiqian like crazy. Waiting for others to die in their positions.
They knew that there were machine gun positions in front of them and that there were enemies, but in order to survive, this group of black people were like ants returning to their nest, charging towards Yu Zhiqian's position from different directions. More people just wanted to rush over, and some of them were mixed in the crowd and fired. Guns, but only a few.
Using flesh and blood bodies to break through the blockade caused by bullets, the confrontation between blood and flesh, the final result is that each black man turned into corpses, lying densely on the ground in front of Yu Zhiqian's position, turning the earth Dyed black and red.
Some people also broke through the defense line, but they were greeted by the third and fourth lines of defense. Only two or three lucky people successfully broke through the defense line and left the firefight area, but there were some people on the side who stepped on landmines and rushed out. How many, Yu Zhiqian didn't know. He only had less than 300 men in hand, and it was impossible to hold a long front.
If it weren't for the terrain, it would have been impossible for Yu Zhiqian and others to hold on to this place. The only road in the hilly area was tightly blocked, as if grabbing the throats of the fleeing anti-government armed soldiers, making them unable to hold on. Unable to breathe smoothly.
In the last hour of madness, Yu Zhiqian's machine gun barrels were all knocked out. In the end, he could only use the rifle to fire continuously, almost emptying the bullets.
The mortar position has been continuously bombing, grenades, RPGs, any imaginable weapons and things that can be used, all have been taken out, set up high, and poured down continuously.
When everything was over, Yu Zhiqian stood in the middle of the road, with black in front and black behind him, like a person who had lost himself standing on a black land, but this land was originally yellow and green. , the corpse changed the appearance of the surroundings.
"head!"
Peter was behind, walking forward slowly and slowly. His pants were soaked with blood. There was too much blood on the ground. If you were not careful when walking, you might even slip. In some places where there were many corpses, there would even be blood puddles. , step in, and thick blood can splash all over your face.
"What's wrong?" Yu Zhiqian looked at Peter, whose eyes were a little dull, and waved gently.
"No, I just wanted to call you!"
Everyone is confused. There are too many corpses and too many people have been killed. How many people have died under Yu Zhiqian's hands? Hundreds? Thousands? Who knows, their repeated action in the past few hours is to pull the trigger and change Magazine, pull the trigger, if the barrel is broken, grab another gun, repeat.
"Let's see if we can find something!" Yu Zhiqian smiled reluctantly. Now he and his men have some problems and need to vent, and women are the best vents.
"okay!"
Yu Zhiqian and Peter kept walking on the road of corpses. Occasionally they would squat down and hold something for a long time, looking at it and finally throwing it on the ground.
A cloth bag attracted Yu Zhiqian's attention. He picked it up gently and opened it. He found a notebook. Most of the fonts had been soaked with blood. It was difficult to tell what was written on it. It might be A diary, maybe something else, but who knows?
Yu Zhiqian did not throw away the notebook, but picked it up and put it into his backpack. Yu Zhiqian didn't know why he did this, but he just did it.
In the end, Yu Zhiqian couldn't move anymore, so he randomly found a place where several corpses were stacked on top of each other, and sat down. A wind mixed with the smell of blood blew, and there was also the stench of some exposed corpses. Yu Zhiqian felt that This smell of death is also felt physically.
Half an hour later, Yu Zhiqian saw Falcao. Compared with Yu Zhiqian's tired look, Falcao was much more excited. Looking at the corpses on the ground, what Falcao saw was not death, not fatigue, not killing. , but about one’s own merits and future.
Finding Yu Zhiqian sitting in a daze on the corpse, Falcao ran to Yu Zhiqian excitedly, regardless of the fact that Yu Zhiqian's body was covered with blood: "You did it, it's incredible, how did you do it, you are simply a god , God of God!”
Falcao felt that he was going crazy. He originally asked Yu Zhiqian to hold back the rebels, but he just wanted him to hold back as much as possible, and then he would eat some of them.
In this case, with his achievements, he can continue to rise, but he did not expect that Yu Zhiqian actually completed the task so well. He did not know how many people he killed, and he did not need to count. Within a radius of two or three kilometers, all They are all corpses, and it will take a long, long time to clean up these corpses.
With such a great achievement, Falcao believes that he will reach the top without any resistance. What is 1.5 million US dollars? Is that still money? Now Falcao can’t wait to hire Yu Zhigan permanently and let him fight for him. , it’s so awesome, it’s so awesome!
"I don't know!" Yu Zhiqian shook his head. From beginning to end, he really didn't know how he did it?
Three hundred people fought against sixty or seventy thousand people, killing at least forty thousand people, maybe more. Is there such a result in history? Yu Zhiqian thought for a while, it seems that there was someone who did this in the Tang Dynasty, so it seemed like he was the one to do it.
Maybe it's because the opponent is too weak! Yu Zhiqian thought about this question for a long time and gave himself an answer. This kind of war is like a massacre, not a war.
