Chapter 662: The Gardener's Son Is Still a Gardener
In the end, the war inevitably began, hanging over everyone's mind like a nightmare.
The fiercest fighting between Israel and Muslims began in the central district.
The two sides first carried out an evenly matched bombardment, with countless large-caliber artillery shells and missiles whizzing through the air and smashing into the opponent's position, leaving craters several meters deep.
And the flesh and blood that was hit by high-speed shrapnel became pieces of minced flesh and flew in all directions.
Modern warfare is like a high-speed meat grinder, you don't know when you will lose arms and legs, even if you lie on the ground, a powerful shock wave can shatter all your internal organs.
This kind of death is relatively lucky, and when encountering incendiary bombs and gasoline napalms, that kind of death is the most tragic.
After the bombardment of the two sides ended, the infantry began to attack under the open road of the tank armor, heavy machine guns, semi-automatic rifles, sniper rifles, and the sound of bullets whistling became the main theme of the battlefield, every second there was a high-speed rotating bullet into the human body, taking away a human life, bright red blood flowed to the ground with the bullet holes, and after a while, the stream converged into a river, and the thick smell of blood permeated the entire battlefield.
When the gunfire stopped, the deafening killing shouts stopped, the sound of wailing became the mainstream on the battlefield, the battle lasted for a day and a night, when the second morning came, the two sides had a tacit understanding to stop the attack, *** The coalition forces did not break through the Israeli position, retreated to a few hundred meters and rested.
When the sun rises and shines on this battlefield, this place is no longer the promised land of the past, but has become a Shura field, full of craters, bullet casings, blood, and corpses that have long been cold.
Seeing that their former comrades-in-arms had long since lost their breath, lying to the ground with bloody mosquito bites on their bodies, the living people felt heavy when they saw this scene, but they had no time to grieve and pay tribute, so they could only quickly eat a few bites of dry bread and pour a few mouthfuls of water, and then wave the sapper shovel to build the broken position, waiting for the next charge of the enemy.
One day and one night of war, Israel and Muslims left tens of thousands of corpses on the battlefield of more than ten kilometers, this war is more tragic than both sides imagined, looking at the victory is about to come *** coalition army, become more crazy than before, and the Jews, who have no way to retreat, also sent out a strong combat power, and the two sides faced each other in the most tragic battle.
The corpses on the battlefield can not stop the footsteps of both sides, the war is now impossible to turn back, Israel and Muslims continue to fight on this battlefield of more than ten kilometers, until finally the corpses will cover the entire battlefield, *** coalition forces stepped on the corpses of their comrades and finally broke through the first line of defense of Israel, and came to the front of Israel's second line of defense, which is also Israel's last line of defense.
"We have no way to retreat, because behind us are our parents, wives and children, and brothers and sisters, this is our home, our roots, we have to fight the *** coalition forces until the last moment, fight until the last soldier, the defense line is breached, we will fight them in the streets, fight them in the city, fight them behind every building, and sprinkle this blood on this land. ”
When the country came to the point of life and death, the Israeli prime minister turned on the national broadcast, and his words appeared everywhere in the city with the current, and also resounded in the ears of every Jew with the current drifting across the sea, and his words deeply inspired every Jew, the Jews in the city, regardless of gender, men and women, took up arms and decided to fight the *** coalition until the last moment, and Jews around the world are also sending money to Israel or seeking help from other countries. Every Jew had their part, and even the Jewish gardeners at Morgan Manor dared to run to John and ask for help.
"Boss, please help Israel!"
In the garden, John leaned back on a chaise longue basking in the sun, and a gardener bowed before him with his son.
"Forret, you ought to pray, not to beg me, so that I will grant you permission to enter the church once, and God will be moved by your sincerity, and the light of holiness will surely shine on the land of Israel. John raised his eyelids and glanced at the gardener, this gardener was Jewish, his parents were Jews who fled from Europe to the United States during World War II, John's grandmother saw that his parents were pitiful, and took them in to work as a gardener at Morgan Manor, he took his parents' class, and when he grew up, he also stayed on the estate to be a gardener, and now his son is also learning to be a gardener.
"God is in charge of heaven, and you are the god in charge of the earth, and only you can help Israel out of war!"
As soon as John's voice fell, a childish voice suddenly sounded. It was the gardener's twelve-year-old son, the little one who was bolder than his father.
"Nonsense, your teacher teaches you this in a day!" said John, looking up at the little one.
"I didn't say nonsense, the teacher said that the United States is the most powerful country in the world, and you are the head of the United States, the master of this world, and no one in this world dares to oppose you!"
"Your fallacies and heresies are a set of tricks, punish you to go back and copy the Bible, and see if you dare to talk nonsense in the future!"
"If you promise to help my home country, I'm willing to copy it twice!" The little guy wanted to say that he would copy it ten times, but when he remembered the thickness of the Bible, he instantly reduced it by eight times.
"Oh, okay, dare to bargain with me, if you copy it three times, I'll help you, including the New Testament. John didn't count how many words the Old and New Testaments of the Bible combined, but there should be millions, and three copies are enough for the little guy to doubt life.
"Okay, it's a word. The little guy gritted his teeth.
"It's a deal!"
John nodded solemnly.
Of course, it is impossible for John to have fun with national events and children, but the Middle East war has been fought so far, John has decided to stop, Israel's first line of defense has been breached, and if the second line of defense is breached, it will be considered the destruction of the country.
John never wanted Israel to be destroyed, he just wanted to hit Israel hard, and now that the goal has been achieved, it is time to stop this war.
"Thank you boss, thank you boss!"
When the gardener heard John's words, he and his son bowed again and again, and they naturally did not know what John was thinking, but when they saw that John had promised to help Israel, they were extremely happy, and they wanted to fly to Israel at this moment to tell all the Jews the good news.
"No thanks, you can keep an eye on him and copy the Bible, not a single word can be wrong, the font must be neat, and I will be put in the church after copying." With that, John got up and left, and walked towards the study, asking Dani to call a meeting of the Cabinet.