Chapter 567: Bombing is inhumane, don't take the lead

"Air strike!" The captive was obviously much more experienced than Bianliang, and he quickly squatted down with his head in his hands.

Bian Liang turned his gaze to the display screen with a cold face, and sure enough, around the peak, there were countless black spots falling, and as soon as the black spots touched the peak, a large amount of white smoke would rise, like a heavy stone thrown into a flour pile.

The dirt on the roof shook faster and faster, and some of the mud debris began to fall, at first just fluttering in the air, and before long, it continued to fall like a drizzle.

The captive kept squatting with his head in his hands, Bianliang was still dodging at first, but how could he hide from the boundless drizzle, and in the end, he had to give up, and his heart began to miss the umbrella.

At the beginning, in the courtyard, he asked Jin Sheng to make an umbrella, which seemed to be a joke, but in fact it had a deep meaning.

The peaceful soldier has an umbrella in his hand, and the umbrella is in the person, which means the other way around, that is, the umbrella is gone, and the person will go out.

In this way, if the war is scorching, the umbrella breaks down quickly, the soldiers inside go out quickly, and the battlefield pressure is great, then the pressure on the Jin family will also be great, and when the time comes, the terms of payment can be discussed again.

If the umbrella is very damaged, it means that the war is one-sided, and the war will end soon.

If it is a stalemate stage, and the two sides win and lose each other, you can let the veterans go home and the new recruits can be rotated to boost morale and combat effectiveness.

In short, as soon as the umbrella comes out, how many peace troops will be left on the battlefield is up to him, and even if Jin Sheng and Shi Fu are dissatisfied, they have nothing to say.

If only there was an umbrella now, Bianliang smiled bitterly and wanted to look up, but there was too much plaster, and if he looked up, he would have to eat a mouthful.

He jumped around a few times, and found that it didn't work at all, so he followed the example of a captive, held his head in his hands, and squatted down.

After about half an hour, the room finally stopped shaking, and beyond the mountain peak, a rare shout of killing entered the secret room through the thick outer wall.

Bian Liang didn't care about the mud on his body, and quickly looked at the display screen, at the confluence of the mountain peak and the river, countless blue-clothed soldiers held guns, didn't know what to shout, and rushed to climb the mountain.

Bian Liang was shocked to see it, but the captive was happy to see it, he shook the mud on his body, and began to say, "Rush up, you're finished!" ”

However, as soon as his words fell, a lot of mud fell from the mountain peak, and if you looked closely, it fell out of the holes, and after the mud fell, silver barrels stretched out from the holes!

White smoke rose and a stream of heat shot out, playing a death song.

The Blue Army soldiers on the edge of the peak fell one after another, and the people who emerged in the river turned into pools of blood.

The cruelty of war was fully revealed in that moment.

One by one, the people who were originally alive fell straight down, many soldiers, who were not blind, their hands and feet were shaking, and there were even soldiers whose hands had reached into the cave, their mouths were bloody, and their hands were still stuck in the dirt, and finally the people in the position used guns to push out the hands that were trapped in the mud.

"It's you're done." When Bian Liang said this, he didn't mean to show off at all, and his tone seemed a little heavy.

A line of tears hung in the captive's eyes, and it fell on the table with a clatter, but he still refused to admit defeat, and muttered in his mouth, "It's okay, we still have dragonflies, we still have warships." The voice was weak, more like a witch pretending to be a ghost.

As a result, a large number of warships were really recruited, and the black-pressed triangular boats circled around the mountain peak, shooting out a few white rays from time to time, blowing up the mountain wall with thousands of holes.

These battleships flew aimlessly, firing carelessly, and after a few rounds, the muzzles of the guns in the mountain peaks were noticeably less, as if they had surrendered.

The battleship continued to circle the mountain like a fly, stinging from time to time, and Bianliang frowned at first, then stretched out.

After the mountain stopped shooting, the flies could not find food and began to crash headlessly, shooting in a direction that was not targeted.

"Charge! This is the time! The captive shouted, his expression agitated, his hands clenched into fists, and he tapped lightly on the table.

Not good! Bianliang's eyes were fixed on the river near the peak, and at this time, if the enemy climbed ashore, the position would be dangerous!

The mountain peak is surrounded by warships, and shooting is to expose the target, which is no different from looking for death.

What should the Peace Army do? Bianliang's heart hung up, and he silently read in his mouth, "Don't take your head, don't take your head." ”

This time, his chanting lost its spirituality, and countless heads poked out of the river in an instant, bringing a series of splashes.

The soldiers did not wipe the water from their faces, but used their hands and feet together, and climbed quickly towards the peak, and they scrambled to be the first to be the same, no less than the wildebeest swimming in the water during the migration.

Thousands of horses galloping, indomitable, such a scene, even the fierce crocodile has nowhere to put its mouth, how should the peace army on the mountain peak deal with it?

Bian Liang's heart rose to his throat, and at this time, the cloud-like light flashed again, and the heat cannons and storm cannons were mixed together, like a pot boiling

of oil, suddenly poured from the peaks.

The hot current is poured down on the fierce enemy, and it completely dooms them completely!

Whether it is their charging slogan or their bodies that are not afraid of death, they are all extinguished.

The boiling river on the edge of the peak, a mess, except for the corpses and corpses.

The place where the mountain peak is close to the river is dyed bright red by the blood, which is shocking!

At this moment, the battleship, which spun and flew like flies, seemed to have found food, and its engines hummed and roared, and countless heat cannons were fired at the holes in the white clouds.

The plaster brought up by the artillery fire exploded in the air like a fireflower, and the captive's spirit was lifted, as if those firecrackers were his heart's flowers, blooming at this moment.

"Well fried!" He applauded, ignoring the fact that his right hand slapped on the military message, which would be damaged.

"Hush." Bian Liang snorted disdainfully, and the disdain in his voice was obvious.

The captive was stunned, at this time, how could this officer still be in the mood to talk like this, he shouldn't be full of anger and lift the table and smash the chair, right?

At least like the captain, with a bitter face and a pair of devouring eyes, how can he be so calm, the battleship is bombing, and it is his subordinates who die!

"You... Inhumanity! The captives really couldn't think of any words to describe such a commander who didn't care about the life and death of his soldiers, and finally came up with these three words.

Who knows, at this time, Bianliang actually smiled, "No one makes you believe it." ”

The soldier was so angry that he pointed at Bianliang's nose and couldn't say anything other than the word you.

Bian Liang didn't deliberately misinterpret his meaning, no one and no one believed in the two words, he still knew very clearly.

But, seriously, I will be in this mood at the moment, and the enemy will not believe it.

For the places that were bombed, he knew very well, were the holes at the top of the position, to paraphrase the Bible, the holes of the guns that lured the enemy to bomb.