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〈First Update〉

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A few kilometers further along.

The soldiers on the green caravan of troop transport, all jumped.

The armed pickup, except for the main and auxiliary machine gunners, also got out of the car.

This time, the battle with Mincha is a head-to-head duel.

As the commander-in-chief with military capability close to zero, Shi Yi's battle plan is that there is no plan.

For him, everything is all about victory. As for the number of casualties on his own side and the enemy, it didn't matter to him.

All he had to do was keep himself safe.

As long as he does not fall into a crisis personally, then his side will inevitably not be defeated.

Standing on the roof of the car, he pulled out his military binoculars and looked at the enemy positions a few kilometers away.

In my ears, I could faintly hear the sound of gunfire coming from ahead.

It was diagonally behind the enemy's right flank, the artillery position, which was undergoing martyrdom.

"Tell me to go down!Prepare to attack!" Shi Yi put down his binoculars and said to the translator in an indifferent tone.

Hearing this, the translator was stunned.

He opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Just a direct attack?

Wouldn't that be tantamount to letting the soldiers commit suicide!

What is the firepower of the two sides, the translation is probably clear.

It's not on one level at all!

However, when the translator looked at Shi Yi's extremely bland expression, he gritted his teeth, picked up the communicator, and directly conveyed the order.

As soon as the order was issued, the cannon fodder was suddenly not calm.

Everyone is not a rookie who has never been on the battlefield, so they naturally know that it would be a miracle to be able to rush to the enemy's defense line by following the order.

The uproar of the cannon fodder, Shi Yi saw it in his eyes.

I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I could roughly guess what they meant.

The corners of his mouth smiled lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said, "It seems that there are many people who oppose my order!"

"I'm unpopular?"

"Huh. ”

When the interpreter heard this, his back instantly sweated.

Even if he only followed Shi Yi for less than a day, the translator knew that this was a killing god!

If it doesn't go your way, you will inevitably wield a butcher's knife.

The next moment.

Sure enough.

"No. 3, inform your brothers to clean up all the garbage that has objections!" smiled, and his face instantly turned cold.

"Yes!" replied Three, expressionlessly.

The translator's heart trembled.

Eyes shifted to the translator.

Feeling Shi Yi's attention to him, the translator's heart beat faster and he felt uneasy.

Although he felt very uncomfortable, he had to pull the corners of his mouth, forcing a trace of ugly smile, and then his tongue seemed to be suddenly knotted, and he said in a slurred voice: "Will... General!"

Shi Yi didn't know how much psychological pressure he had caused to the other party.

Faintly retracting his gaze, he then indifferently ordered: "Pass the order." If you don't fight, kill!"

"Kill the cowardly!"

"Those who do not respect military orders, kill!"

"Cowardice and defeat, the whole army is slaughtered!"

Every time Shi Yi said a word, there seemed to be a little more cold air around him.

Chills in the limbs.

I couldn't help but sweat coldly on my forehead.

The translator did not doubt at all what Shi Yi said about the slaughter of the whole army.

Because, Shi Yi has proven that he has this ability before.

For the group of devils under Shi Yi, the translator was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

I didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly answered.

After that, he used the communicator with a slight tremor to convey Shi Yi's words just now......

Meanwhile.

Saigon held the microphone in his hand and listened to the report with an ugly face.

"Rebellion?"

"It seems that the enemy has premeditated! There are so many men in the artillery battalion!"

Artillery reinforcements have arrived at the artillery positions, and at the moment of engagement, the commander of the reinforcements will report the specific situation to them in a timely manner.

However, with this report, Saigon felt that the enemy seemed to have been planning for a long time.

After all, the artillery guards, but veterans who have followed Mincha for more than five years, are also descendant troops; but they never expected that this time it would be the descendant soldiers who Mincha trusted to take the lead.

This is difficult, and the artillery battalion is crippled!

Thinking of this, Saigun's thoughts couldn't help but diverge.

In his view, these rebel soldiers are either nails planted by the other side years in advance.

Or, the soldiers who have recently rebelled.

Either way, it made him feel very unhappy.

He began to wonder if there were many enemies in the other team who were ready to stab at any time.

For the first time, Saigon felt as if the situation was out of his control.

He was uneasy.

Although the thoughts are complicated, they can only be forcibly suppressed.

His eyes wandered, his right hand holding the microphone increased his strength slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Rebels, no one is left!"

After that, don't wait for the other party to reply, just hang up.

The call hung up, but Saigon held the microphone's hand, but he didn't let go for a long time.

With his back to the group of subordinates, he sighed lightly.

A moment later.

Put away the chaotic thoughts, return to a nonchalant and serious expression, and turn back.

At this moment, the technician who was in charge of controlling the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft on the side immediately said loudly: "Sir Saigon, the enemy has begun to attack!"

Hearing this, Saigon's brows tightened suddenly, and his expression disappeared in an instant, which did not attract the attention of others.

"How is the enemy's attack deployed?" Saigon's expression was flat, and his appearance was calm.

"Enemy ......" heard Saigon's question, but the technical soldier was stunned to look at the picture transmitted by the drone, and was dumbfounded for a while.

"Huh?" Segon was dissatisfied, but didn't say anything, but moved a few steps and looked at the live footage closer.

At this look, Saigon was also stunned.

A swarm of attack?

Saigon couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

Is this a trick of the enemy?

He struggled to judge for a moment.

As the saying goes, smart people like to think more and more, and the more they think, the more complicated they become.

Therefore, it is better not to be too smart.

Of course, it's not okay to be too stupid!

Although he thinks a lot, Saigon is also an experienced and decisive man.

Gathered away from his thoughts, and then said in a deep voice: "Since the other party is ready to die, then fulfill them!"

"Order!"

"Mortar battalion, close bombardment!"

"Wait for the other party to approach, the left and right flanks of the tank counterattack and charge, focusing on bombing the enemy's armed pickups!"

"Helicopters for fire support at any time!"

"When the enemy is defeated, immediately pursue it!"

"If the enemy does not rout, but still attack, the machine gunners will shoot and reap! "That's right, but Saigon has already determined in his heart that if the enemy has no backhand, then this last one will definitely not appear.

After being captured, the combat power, endurance and character of the soldiers who were recruited by Tosha are all too familiar.

Surrender, commonplace!

However, this is only in the case of the enemy without a backhand.

But Saigon knew that since the other side could hit his own artillery position by surprise, he would definitely have a follow-up move.

Just in case, Saigon plans to draw his henchmen and sit in the rear.