"According to the instructions of the higher authorities, it is necessary to actively carry forward the actions of our army to treat the people in enemy-occupied areas and to give preferential treatment to prisoners, so as to give priority to evacuating the people as much as possible, whether they receive it or not."

The moving Type 08 infantry fighting vehicle is moving at a slightly slower speed, each vehicle is particularly conspicuous and mighty in the dark night, and the brisk steel cheetah can gallop in the grassland at will, and can be active in the streets and alleys, which is a sharp weapon for many soldiers.

"Roger."

The soldiers in each squad replied sonorously, and then they were nervously waiting in the car, the plains under the highway were full of black smoke and strong winds, and countless winds and sand slapped on the armor of the main battle tank, and the Wuzhi 20 rushed out of the fog and dared to go over the streets and alleys.

Zhitong was very quiet, which made Lin Yinqing and Luo Qingxuan feel very uneasy, and the two of them carried out a special assassination mission, to search for the enemy's command unit as much as possible to hunt and kill.

She took off her night vision devices and watched everywhere she could, no movement, no gunshots, no cries and shouts of refugees.

The night market is also gone, and it's all quiet, quiet......

"Xiao Luo, don't be nervous."

Lin Yinqing didn't look at Luo Qingxuan again, she only cared about observing every move below, and did her best to kill the enemy's command unit as quietly as possible.

"Received Sister Lin, but I still think it's a little strange to be so quiet, our intelligence officers can't make mistakes, there will be a bustling night market here at any time, but now it's ......" Lin Yinqing shook her head, scanned the ground again, looked at the faint soft light and was a little puzzled, out of the vigilance of the soldiers, she stared there for a long time.

The convoy drove into the alley, and the noisy downtown was empty, except for children hugging each other in the alley beside the road.

Tang Shuyan's medical team got out of the car and accompanied the convoy, and the drone in the air swept overhead, carefully observing the movements around him.

Tang Shuyan's medical team got down from the military card in the middle and began to distribute daily necessities to the lonely children next to her.

The car was on the right, and the Type 04A heavy infantry fighting vehicle at the head became the only protection for these unarmed medics.

"We adhere to the principles of the four theaters of war, first, not to take a stitch from the common people, second, not to kill prisoners, third, not to disturb the lives of the people, fourth, not to molest women and the elderly, and fifth, not to occupy people's houses by staying overnight."

As the car drove slowly, boxes and boxes of instant noodles and tap water were unloaded on military cards, and several powerful male soldiers distributed them to children and the elderly.

I saw that the supplies were suddenly looted, and soon after a disorderly wave of looting, the materials were looted by the refugees.

Their verbal gratitude made Tang Shuyan's heart full of pride, but it was too late to celebrate, and the troops continued to advance.

"The gap between the rich and the poor here is very wide, and the rich have long run away with their wives and children......"

On the other side, in the middle of the commando team of the convoy, among several male soldiers, Wu Liuyi was vigilantly patrolling the surroundings to ensure that the gun did not leave his hand and to ensure the absolute safety of the convoy and the medical team.

The convoy drove very slowly, which could not help but attract the attention of many local people, who opened the windows and took many clear photos with their smartphones.

The children did not attend classes, but everyone stayed at home and used mature 5G technology to take online classes, and the school's teachers have been evacuated from their home areas through various channels and received remote classes in the Chinese capital.

Sometimes, even if this is the case, although the children are in a war-torn environment, they still have a childlike heart, and the actions and games that are full of resistance are enough to pass on the torch.

The school is the key point of the advance and the preset forward headquarters, the convoy is to carry out a search advance in three waves, and the troops remaining in the rear are responsible for building supply hubs and transportation liaison channels.

A group of children were hiding far away when they saw the tank, and some of them panicked and wanted to cry directly.

Holding guns in a normal posture, and going around publicizing and doing practical things, these children have a little less fear of the people's teacher, and temporarily compete for the hearts and minds of the local people.

Here you can see a group of remnants of the American army limping upstream, fleeing all the way to the famine, but the children's attitude towards them is the opposite.

They were afraid of poisoning, and they were afraid that the GIs would break into their homes and kill their weak grandfathers and grandmothers, and it was because of a small number of people that these poor GIs were turned away and notorious.

In the darkness of the eaves hung a few red lanterns, which were slowly blown by the small wind, and at the feet of the hanging corpses on telephone poles, a few children were still playing war games.

They used sticks as guns and engaged in positional warfare on both sides of the streets, and it was clear that the army convoys were blocking their game.

They have long been accustomed to seeing stones hanging from telephone poles, and countless desperate people have lost their lives at the expense of their lives.

These children are in tattered clothes, but the momentum of the battle is not inferior to that of the older children, some of them use their hands to make a gesture of the charge, some learn to be heroes, in short, they like this kind of game very much.

When the convoy passed, they stopped playing, put down the sticks and sat on the ground to gasp, and secretly admired them with their faces exposed in the door.

The troops took care of the children, sent supplies, and gave them new clothes, all of which they treasured, saying that they would wear them when they were killed.

They have many younger brothers or sisters, but most of them are no longer alive, they have long since lost their mothers as babies, and they lack teachers as young children.

Therefore, they often follow the Boy Scouts, to fight for territory, to sow a bite of food.

The convoy is still moving, the helicopters are still circling, and this dark night is not destined to be ordinary.

"Big ...... Sister...... Sister ......"

A child who spoke non-standard Chinese was in pain in the house, and when Tang Shuyan took a look, the child fell to the ground holding the already moldy bread, and the troops proposed to repair it, and continued to go deep into the city tomorrow morning.

Tang Shuyan opened the dilapidated door and saw that the boy had fallen to the ground, so she took his breathing and pulse, and it was obvious that he was dead and frozen to death in the house.

There was a little girl, close to the stove, her face flushed with gentle breathing, her tender little hands were warm, and she was holding a doll in her arms and a piece of clean bread