Marshal Vivsky was also helpless and said: "Yes, we are so over. It is said that the upper echelons have reached some kind www.biquge.info of agreement with the Ilan Khanate, and we have no choice. ”

Inov listened to Marshal Vivsky's words, his forehead was bruised, he used his greatest perseverance to suppress his anger, the soldiers sacrificed their lives on the front line, fighting against those cold machines, to be honest, the Ilam Khanate's implementation of the model of replacing soldiers with robots was quite successful.

However, it took some time to reach the grassroots level when the armistice order was issued from above, because of mutual interference.

The first sector, Vik Street, is one of the few human combat units in the Ilan Khanate, and they are engaged with the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Mobile Brigade of the Polar Bears on the opposite side.

"Lieutenant, can we live?" A soldier wiped the sweat left on his head because he was frightened and afraid of death, but no matter how he wiped it, the more he wiped it.

"Calm down! Soldier, believe me, we will definitely live, maybe we will be able to return home. The lieutenant reassured, and with that, the lieutenant put himself in cover, fired indiscriminately at the front of him, and then returned to the bunker.

"Lieutenant, we've got more than twenty brothers left." "Looks like they're coming up, Lieutenant!" The soldier said. "Well, I know, next, I'll count down, three, two, one, and when I count to one, we will get up together and empty all the bullets in the magazine!"

"Yes!" The rest of the people said in unison.

"Good!" The lieutenant nodded.

"Three! Two! One! The lieutenant had just finished counting down, and everyone got up, and just as they were about to open fire, the lieutenant suddenly shouted: "Stop! Don't fire! ”

The soldiers were puzzled and looked ahead, and when the smoke cleared, they found three children under the age of ten, a boy and two girls, the boys were obviously a little older, and the three children were quite obviously malnourished and skinny.

They watched as the three children struggled to rummage through the dead soldiers, and the little boy's eyes were very sharp, and soon he found the storage bag of a dead soldier of the Ilamic Khanate, and he picked it up, and suddenly stumbled and sat on the ground, but he did not let go of the storage bag in his hands.

He expertly opened it and found it full of compressed biscuits, smiling quite happily, knowing that today, he and his two sisters would not be hungry.

Seeing this scene, the polar bear soldiers on the opposite side also saw it, they were all heroes who had tears and did not flick lightly, and when they saw this scene, they all silently turned their heads away, unwilling to see, and some soldiers even doubted whether their actions were correct, so that such a young child fell into war, this age, should be the age of spoiling in the arms of parents.

The lieutenant of the Ilan Khanate was also shocked by the little boy's laughter, and at the same time a sense of guilt hit his heart, he knew that a large part of the experience of these three children was caused by them, how innocent was the child?

Then the little boy hurriedly tore open a compressed biscuit, and was about to put it in his mouth, but he didn't move, only to see him swallow his saliva, and carefully cover the opened biscuit, because he really didn't have the physical strength, and left, he crawled towards the place where the two little girls were still looking for something.

The little boy was obviously so hungry that he didn't even have the strength to speak, and he crawled little by little, and the two little girls seemed to feel something, and ran towards their brother, and the little boy shook his head with a pale face, and slowly took out the storage bag, and handed the biscuit that had been opened to his sisters.

The little girl, who was a little older, took the biscuit and carefully broke it into three petals, one large and two small.

The lieutenant closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said: "The next battle, there is no point anymore, let's go to the evacuation point." The warriors nodded in agreement, one by one, and left the street.

At this time, when the older girl fed the biscuits in her brother's mouth, the little boy was already unconscious, and the little girl had tears in her eyes and vigorously stuffed the biscuits into the little boy's mouth.

A polar bear warrior, gritting his teeth, rushed out, and without caring why the soldiers of the Iran Khanate did not shoot, he helped the little boy up, put it on his lap, opened his own kettle filled with glucose water, and gently dripped it into the little boy's mouth.

After a while, the little boy subconsciously licked his lips, and the warrior of the polar bear breathed a sigh of relief, and then he concentrated on pouring water into the little boy's mouth, and after a while, the little boy's eyebrows moved, and then he opened his eyes faintly.

The two little girls next to her, both squinting their eyes and happily holding a kettle filled with glucose water, drank it, because they all knew that their brother was fine.

The squadron leader of the polar bear raised his head slightly, he didn't want his tears to remain, "Squadron leader, the little girl said that there are many children like them in the vicinity, you talk to the above, let's go help them." ”

"How so? Say we are flagrantly disobeying orders? The squadron leader wiped his red eyes and said.

"Then it's good to disobey, it's a big deal to go to a military court, at most it is to be expelled from the military and go to prison for a few years, if the above doesn't approve it, this prison meal, just eat it!" A soldier said.

The rest of the soldiers chimed in: "Yes! Count me in! "Count me in!" A seriously wounded man lying on the ground also stretched out a hand and said with difficulty, "Also...... Count me in...... Count me in ......"

"You ......" the squadron leader took a deep breath and said, "Good! Count me in! After speaking, he said loudly: "Communication soldiers! Give me the front fingers! ”

"Yes!" The signal soldier handed over the communicator, and the squadron leader snatched the communicator, "Forward finger, front finger, this is the fourth squadron of the third mobile brigade." ”

"This is the front finger, please speak." "I applied to lag the task." The front finger was silent for a while, and then said, "Please explain why." ”

"I found that the refugees all seem to be ...... Child. The squadron leader said.

"What? Please repeat, what does it seem to be? A voice came from the front finger.

"Repeat, it seems like it's all kids!" The squadron leader said through gritted teeth.

"Received in the first place." A voice came from the communicator.

"Marshal, some troops have found a group of refugees, and they are all children." The communications officer hurried to the command room and said.

"What?" Marshal Vivsky was shocked, "Damn, how did you forget this stubble?" Marshal Vivsky scolded with a punch on the table.