Chapter 331: Spoils of War
The wildfires are still burning and have been extinguished. The soldiers www.biquge.info began to count the corpses on the ground, as well as the corpses in Paul's barracks. A lot of corpses were blown up and they were gathered together. They had died in battle, and the dead were to be buried in the ground, and the soldiers took out the shovels they had with them and dug pits for burial.
Some soldiers were actually insulting corpses, and Yevlov immediately put a stop to such behavior.
Watching the soldiers busy cleaning up the battlefield, Da Ming sat on the warm infantry fighting vehicle roasted by the heat, holding his sister in his arms. The faces of the two were a little blank, and in the face of hundreds of dead, the war was over without the joy of victory.
After the thrill, the star fruit was very embarrassed, so she relied on her brother in the battlefield and fell asleep for a while. She was hunched up on her legs, right on the BMP2 infantry fighting vehicle.
As the sun rose, the statistics came out, and there were 203 corpses of the enemy, five of whom were killed and twelve wounded. The wounded were gathered together, Mu Xin and Sonia wrapped bandages around them, and the dead were stacked on the other side covered with sackcloth. The fighting drove the rebels out at a very small cost, leaving behind a large amount of weaponry and other supplies.
The sun rises, and the warm and holy sun shines on people's faces. After the night of war, many people were already exhausted, and after eating the dry food they had brought, some leaned on each other to take a nap.
Yevlov walked up to the infantry fighting vehicle and looked at the brother and sister.
"What are you looking at me for? Isn't it time to count the loot? Da Ming asked.
"Yes, but we're going to drive this infantry fighting vehicle away. If you and your sister are going to rest, you should go to a warmer place. ”
Da Ming thought about it too, and walked into a military dormitory with the sleeping girl in his arms. The rebels here have long since fled, and the ground is still a mess. Some of the soldiers rested on these beds, and he also put his sister in one bed. The beds in Russia are very narrow, and this bed is enough for her alone, so Da Ming lay on the side of the bed and took a nap.
Chu Hua stretched out half of his body and didn't disturb them, he also had something to say, so he waited for them to wake up.
The soldiers pushed open the door of the barracks' armory, which was also full of firearms and ammunition.
Yevlov pointed in the armory, and Chu Hua took a small notebook to remember.
"AK74 bullets, AKM bullets, T72 armor-piercing bullets, high-explosive shells, and incendiary bombs. Friends, take note of these. ”
Chu Hua nodded yes, these pills will be loaded and transported back to the oil field after they are counted.
"The rebels don't fight very well, but they run faster than rabbits, leaving enough ammunition to equip another regiment."
"No, no, no." Yevlov objected: "Their combat effectiveness is actually very tenacious, but they have chosen the wrong object of war. They have no faith, and the purpose of the fight is hysterical. Of course, our combat capability is indeed very strong. “
Chu Hua smiled slightly, and he saw several soldiers prying a large wooden box, according to the yards on the wooden box, this item was all PKM ammunition. The two of them hurriedly stepped forward, and the wooden boxes were filled with green iron boxes. The cartridge box of the PKM contained 200 rounds of ammunition, and the wooden box showed that there were thirty boxes here.
"They should be able to survive if they continue to resell these weapons, so why should they rebel when the country is at its weakest. Presumably, it was Luskov who had greater ambitions. Yevlov said helplessly, and then ordered someone to continue the count.
Other soldiers went to the garage and counted a little that there were thirty trucks, as well as five tanks and eight infantry fighting vehicles. Soldiers found bullet holes in two BMP2 combat vehicles, presumably this one was involved in the battle a few days ago.
The soldiers filled the trucks with the gasoline they carried, and the whole army carried 600 litres of gasoline, but the gasoline was enough for three trucks. Russian trucks are very good at navigating through the mud of Siberia, so Daming, who had just fallen asleep, was also woken up by the rumbling noise.
"What three monsters." He saw the soldiers carrying the trophies towards the truck, and the wooden boxes were precious ammunition. There is still some gasoline left, but unfortunately the infantry fighting vehicles and tanks are fuel-guzzling monsters, so they have to lie down honestly.
Seeing that Yang Mingzhi had woken up, Yevlov called him aside. The soldiers found quite a few documents at the regimental headquarters in Chekov, among which were Luskov's letters, as well as some intelligence on military intentions. "These are all good things, and when we get back to the oil fields, we have to report them to Moscow."
"Of course, we have to report it to the Federation, but now we have to take everything we can. We now got the truck and at the same time poked the hornet's nest, and I was afraid that Luskov would target us. "Da Ming is a little worried about the future.
"He will definitely act, we are simply a kind of cancer, between the two cities under his control, as a steel ingot, can completely cut off the connection between Tyumen and Tobolsk."
"Then what awaits us is war, and even more tragic war."
"yes." Yevlov looked up to the sky and sighed. The soldiers are not afraid of war, but unfortunately there are only more than a thousand commanders and fighters, and God knows how many people Luskov will send to encircle and suppress.
Everyone decided to go back and discuss these things, and the next thing is to send a report to the oil field. After reporting on the battle damage and capture, the three trucks rushed back, and they rushed over the muddy road to reach the oil field at 10 noon. Unloading the loot, he loaded this large amount of oil canisters full of gasoline and headed straight for the barracks.
There was nothing to do while waiting, Da Ming accompanied his sister to have a good rest, and at the same time, there was also Mu Xin and Ding Chaoyong here. The boy complained about the weight of the march, and complained that girls could ride donkeys.
In the afternoon, the truck returned, and the barracks were suddenly in chaos, and all the soldiers were busy. They unloaded oil drums to refuel trucks and, of course, infantry fighting vehicles and tanks.
Most of the Russians can drive, and these military vehicles are no problem. Each truck was loaded with a variety of goods, and some of the bunks and daily necessities in the barracks were also scavenged. Even the personal belongings of Chekov, who had already died in battle, the Order of the Red Star of the Soviet era. What an irony of the medal, originally a hero of the Soviet Union, the rebellion of the founding of the country at this time, the medal was pocketed by the Ming Dynasty.
The donkeys were also loaded on carts and brought back, and they were also the heroes of the raid. The dead were pulled back, and the wounded were pulled back. When they returned home, all the soldiers were unloaded, and everyone finally had a smile on their faces that they had not seen for a long time.
Da Ming sat in the co-pilot of a truck, and it was Chu Hua who was driving. The elder brother hugged his sister, and both of them were embarrassed, as if their biological clocks had been a mess since the battle began.
In Kutabitka, controlled by the Guardians of the Oil Fields, the Scout stands on top of a tall building and looks in the direction of the barracks with binoculars in hand. The flag of the Republic of Tuva was hoisted over the truck, and finally in the evening the convoy appeared.
Pugachev personally came to greet him, and the most desired truck turned out to be thirty, and at the same time there were armored units back, which would greatly strengthen the city's defenses.
After waking up, Da Ming hugged the sleepy girl down. "Your sister is tired from this expedition." Pugachev said kindly.
"Yes, you go and talk to Yevlov and Chuhua about the specific situation, we have to rest well as children."
The soldiers begin to unload, and as a large number of bedding is brought down, the sleep of the guards will skyrocket. The agreed large amount of ammunition is also a guarantee of strength, and mortar shells are replenished. The number of tanks became six, and there were more shells. Whether it is an infantry fighting vehicle, a 30-mm machine gun can make everyone suffer a big loss before, but now they also have it.
If the mobilized soldiers on the battlefield at the beginning are all new soldiers, after the baptism of war, the more than 1,000 people who survived have understood what war is, and they will no longer be cowardly and afraid, they are veterans.
Da Ming carried his sister into the bomb shelter, and she lay on a comfortable bed. Looking at her face, the more the boy looked at it, the more comfortable he became. While staring, Mu Xin stood by the door and quietly kept the door open.
"I thought you were asleep, were you talking to star fruit?"
Da Ming turned his head and shook his head again.
Ding Chaoyong ran over with a big grin, shouting in his mouth. "Be quiet, star fruit sleep." Mu Xin accused, and he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.
But the star fruit had been woken up, stretched and slowly opened its eyes. "Huh? This is not a barracks, have I already returned? ”
"yes, the raid was a success." Da Ming helped him up, and the four of them looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
By the 11th of August, all the wounded soldiers had been gathered, including of course the old and weak citizens who had not been evacuated. They will retreat in trucks in the direction of the Omsk region, and the convoy of trucks will also return after leaving the war zone.
At this time, the brother and sister still didn't want to leave, and if the two didn't leave, Mu Xin and Ding Chaoyong wouldn't leave. Friendship in war is even equivalent to family affection, everyone cares for each other, and although the danger of war can come at any time, no one wants to abandon their brothers and sisters to be cowards.