Chapter 491 of the text volume shot at me! Stop firing?

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The conversation between the front-line commander Ivanov and the Russian representative sounded clearly in the hall of the Iraqi Ministry of Defense.

From the large screen in the command hall and several satellite images, it can be seen that the small area where Ivanov is located is in the core area of the armed forces of the IS army, even if the main force of IS is currently defending against the attack of government forces outside the mountain, it is tantamount to a fantasy to rely on only a few airborne troops to break through from it.

Ivanov's request was immediately transferred to Moscow via the guò line, and a few seconds later, a calm, middle-aged male voice sounded in the hall.

"Ivanov, I'm Vladimir."

The dignitaries present were all familiar with this voice, the current Russian president who came from the KGB, the secret agency of the Soviet Union, and had the nickname of an iron fist.

"Mr. President, did you use a secret line?" The cold sweat of the Russian representative came out, this president is too unrestrained, how can he talk openly in front of so many dignitaries from so many countries?

"Why keep it a secret? Will the dialogue between the president and the soldiers tarnish the glory of Russia?! Vladimir asked a rhetorical question very quickly, and then said without pause: "Ivanov, you have fulfilled the obligations of a soldier, and now I authorize you to surrender, the Russian army needs a good soldier like you, and the Russian mother needs her son!" ”

On the other end of the intercom, the war raged.

"No, Your Excellency!" Ivanov's voice was very weak in the sound of gunfire and shell explosions, but his tone was unusually firm, "My grandfather died in the suburbs of Stalingrad, my father died in Chechnya, my brothers died by my side, and now it's my turn to ......"

There was a loud bang, which annihilated Ivanov's voice, and Vladimir asked loudly: "Ivanov, Ivanov, are you still alive?!" Your ancestors have shed their blood for the country, and I now order you to surrender immediately! ”

"Damn it...... Oh Your Excellency, I didn't mean you, phew......"

Ivanov on the other end of the phone spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, looked at the last comrade-in-arms not far away who was hit by a bullet and half of his head was knocked off, and shouted into the intercom: "There is no time!" Your Excellency the President, the country does not need soldiers who surrendered, I beg you to give the order, to open fire on my place! There are at least a hundred or more ISIS here, let them bury the fighters of Russia! ”

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and only Ivanov's roar was heard: "Mr. President, I would rather be killed by the fire of my own people!" Give the order! ”

"Your Excellency the President, give the order quickly, if I die, they will retreat, this distance, it only takes one covering blow to finish them off!" Novanov yelled hoarsely.

Vladimir said in a deep voice: "Order the nearest armed forces, fire at the heroes of Russia!" Send those damned terrorists to hell! ”

"Oh no, there's our reporter out there!" The representative of the United States shouted.

The Huaxia representative also frowned, Russia's covering blow might also hurt the Chinese businessmen.

"In order to eliminate terrorists, every country should be ready to pay the price! The heroes of Russia have set an example for you! Vladimir said coldly.

Mr. President's words were almost synchronously conveyed to a Russian military base closest to Iraq, where two long-range missiles slowly emerged from underground bunkers and began to adjust their direction according to the set coordinates.

"Long live the 76th Division! Long live the Russian Air Force! Long live Russia! ”

Just when the whole hall was covered with a sad atmosphere, and only Ivanov's roar remained, the gunfire on the other end of the intercom suddenly rang out.

Ivanov's voice changed tones: "Oooh...... God, what did I see...... Wait a minute...... Mr. President, don't fire, don't fire......! ”

What?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What is this guy going to do, making a joke? A second ago, he was fiercely pleading to martyrdom, and he really ordered the cannon to be fired, and he coaxed it again? Could it be that he was just putting on a show and pretending to be a hero?

Vladimir, who was far away in Moscow, almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

This call was heard clearly by everyone in the Iraqi Ministry of Defense, and even half of the Russian military immediately received the news, and Vladimir also ordered the president's office to record the call and prepare to broadcast it nationwide to rally the people and boost morale.

Unexpectedly, this guy turned out to be pretending? He's a coward at heart!

Damn it! Vladimir slammed his fist on the table, even if this coward didn't die, he would be punished when he returned! This is simply a discredit to the Russian army and a big stink for the Russian military in front of the whole world! Even he himself was played as a clown!

A hero one second, a bear the next, Russia will become the laughing stock of the whole world!

Ivanov's voice sounded hurriedly: "Mr. President, there are reinforcements, oh, it seems to be Iraqi soldiers, when did they become so capable of fighting?!" Oh, Mr. President, don't fire, they've already rushed up the hillside...... Who are you?! I am the 76th ...... of Russia"

The sound of gunfire on the other end of the intercom gradually subsided, and there was a murmur, followed by the voice of a young man.

"Hello everyone, I am Su Ming, a young entrepreneur in Yangchuan City, Huaxia, a member of the Huaxia Party, and now we are in Iraq...... Well, anyway, I don't know what to break, I'm going to broadcast it live for you, oh, this beautiful girl is called Lyudmila, these two black and white slenders everyone has just seen, they are both American journalist friends...... This big soldier, I don't know what his name is, I heard Lyudmila say that it is the 76th Division of the Russian ace army, and it is indeed quite fierce, and more than a dozen people have dragged hundreds of IS...... What, Shen Yan, are you here, the signal here is very poor, can you see it clearly in the live broadcast room? I'm going to have to flash the people, the IS's forces seem to have spotted us, Amir, let's flash them! Oh oh oh, in addition, I would like to use this live broadcast to present my party's birthday! ”

The people in front of the two big screens reacted differently.

In front of the war room of the Iraqi Ministry of Defense government, a group of dignitaries looked at each other, and they could all hear that this was a Chinese dialect, and very few people might understand it.

Huaxia represents a mouth long enough to fit an egg! What's going on here? Why did the missing Chinese merchant suddenly appear, listen to the meaning of his words, and not only saved this Russian soldier, but also saved two American hostages?

Party's birthday? Oh, oh, it's almost here, this gift is very heavy!

Thousands of miles away, the large curtain of the director's office of Yangchuan Zoo erupted in a burst of enthusiastic cheers, and the staff of the zoo cheered and hugged each other.

"This guy...... Scared the hell out of me! Nangong Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer, and her tears were like urine collapse.

On this frequency screen, you can see the battle scene, but the signal is very poor, vague and intermittent, and you can only see Su Ming making a V-shaped gesture in front of the camera.

In addition to these two large-frequency scenes, at this time, there are thousands of people in China watching this live broadcast of the battlefield. (To be continued.) )