A camouflage-painted BTR-80 infantry armored vehicle drove through the street outside the shop, giving a strong sense of oppression.

On board the BTR-80 infantry armored vehicle were several soldiers of the Presidential Guard, and the infantry armored vehicle was followed on foot by several soldiers of the Presidential Guard, as well as several captured government soldiers and officers.

Michela's presidential guard and Floyd's army are easily recognizable, as can be distinguished by their clothing and weaponry.

The rebel army led by Sigmund Freud wore Swiss bloody camouflage, a camouflage combat uniform inspired by the camouflage of the ruins of the German Waffen-SS in World War II. The weapons used are also AK series rifles.

Michela's presidential guard is wearing a black combat uniform with a red beret.

This kind of dress is actually very common, and in the world, those guards, guards, and special combat teams wear them with such a match, not a thousand, but eight hundred.

But what makes Michela's presidential guard unique is the oil paint they paint on their faces.

Michela's Presidential Guard members have white oil paint on their faces, which are as white as ghosts, but their eyes, nose, and mouth are painted with black oil paint, especially the eyes are painted like panda eyes.

"My day! This makeup is scary enough, going out at night can directly scare people to death. Tang Feng snickered.

"Shut up!"

Ye Xiao glared at Tang Feng and carefully observed the situation outside.

The members of the Presidential Guard on the street were not worried, but it was difficult to dispose of the BTR-80 infantry armored vehicle without anti-tank weapons at hand.

Thankfully, the BTR-80 infantry armored vehicle was loud enough not to be heard by the presidential guards outside.

Because of Michela's ruling attitude, Michela received military support from Western interest groups.

Unlike the AK series rifles used by Floyd's rebel army, the Michela presidential guard uses all NATO weaponry.

So in addition to the scary face paint, which is easy to recognize, Michela's presidential guard can also be easily recognized through weapons and equipment.

"Where are they going with these captives?" Long Jingyun wondered.

"Just follow along."

Ye Xiao instructed the four people around him, "Pay attention to keep your distance and don't follow too closely, so as not to be discovered by them." ”

After the presidential guard on the street walked away with the captured prisoners, Ye Xiao, Long Jingyun, Song Xiu and others appeared from the store, followed behind the presidential guard, and headed to the west side of Nancheng District.

The five members of the "Dark Yan" strategic action group did not turn on the optical camouflage system on their bodies, and if such a trailing tracking still needs to use the optical camouflage system, the "Dark Yan" strategic action group can live up to its name.

Under the cover of the ruins of houses on both sides of the street, the five members of the "Dark Yan" strategic action group followed the presidential guard to the vacant space on the west side of Nancheng District, and saw a scene that surprised them.

This clearing was supposed to be a place of execution for the rebels.

The clearing was littered with the corpses of the rebel officers and soldiers, and the blood flowing from them had already stained the clearing a dark red.

Most of the corpses were highly decomposed and rotten, and a large number of flies surrounded the mountains of corpses.

The rebel prisoners were escorted to the open field and forced to kneel in the clearing, and several members of the Presidential Guard, whose faces were painted like ghosts in black and white oil paint, stood behind the prisoners and shot the rebel prisoners cleanly.

Several members of the Presidential Guard shot the rebel captives, lifted the bodies, threw them on the pile of decomposing corpses, and then left with the BTR-80 infantry armored vehicle.

It wasn't until the presidential guard completely left that Ye Xiao, Long Jingyun, Song Xiu, He Ziming, and Tang Feng came out of the hideout.

Looking at the decomposing corpses that had been decomposed beyond recognition in the clearing, Ye Xiao frowned slightly.

Michela's Presidential Guard is ruthless, killing people like chickens.

Freud was the real power in the army, wielding the power of the army, and the number of troops he could deploy was far greater than Michela's presidential guard.

It stands to reason that Michela's use of the presidential guard alone is not enough to confront Floyd.

However, the East Slavic army was not entirely subordinate to Freud, and the army was divided into factions.

There are supporters of Freud, and naturally there are Michela's supporters, who advocate the existence of Western interest groups.

Coupled with the military support of Western interest groups and the support of the "Dark Moon", in the war in East Slavia, Michela was more dominant.

"How many people have died here?"

He Ziming looked at the piles of corpses and said: "If you don't deal with it in time after decay, it is easy to have a plague, and when the time comes, even if the war is over, many people will die." ”

"We are not God."

Ye Xiao patted He Ziming on the shoulder and said, "Our ability is limited, and we can't save all the people in need we see, let's go." ”

After a delay of some time in the open space on the west side, the five members of the "Dark Yan" strategic action group accelerated to the heavy machinery processing plant in Nancheng District.

The heavy machine shop is a remnant of the collapse of the Soviet Union, and the building is topped by a communist symbol of the Soviet era, a combination of a sickle, a hammer and a five-pointed star.

On the outer wall of the factory building, there are traces of creepers.

It was originally a military factory of the former Soviet Union in East Slavia, but after the collapse of the Soviet Union, it was also abandoned, until it entered the 21st century, when it was bought by American businessmen at a low price for heavy machining production.

"It's ......"

Entering the heavy machinery processing plant and seeing the factory area that had obviously been burned, Song Xiu looked stunned, and he was speechless for a while.

The heavy machinery processing plant was attacked by incendiary bombs dropped by aircraft, and the factory buildings, warehouses, workers' dormitories, and canteens were all burned again.

The cafeteria, in particular, is still dancing with flames dancing through the ruins.

There were several corpses lying in the open space of the factory.

The corpses had been charred black, and it was impossible to see their faces, let alone identify them.

"Everyone scattered to see if there were any survivors." Ye Xiao ordered the other four people and said, "There may be an ambush in the factory, so be careful in the process of searching." ”

After the four of them nodded in agreement, they scattered around the factory to find survivors.

"Dragon, I've found something here!"

A moment later, Tang Feng's voice came from Ye Xiao's headset.

(End of chapter)