I was startled by the sound of gunfire in my back, and I quickly looked back to see that the strong man's head had burst open like a broken watermelon. It was Sergeant Choi who fired the shot.

I hurriedly asked Sergeant Cui, "Why did you kill this guy?" ”

Sergeant Cui was stunned for a moment and said, "You said that dead people will not be prosecuted, I thought ......"

Fack! Is this guy trying to show off in front of me? But you have to make sure you understand me correctly. I glared at him, "Don't be smart. ”

I'm too lazy to say anything about this kind of person, and of course I'm not prepared to punish him. Now it's almost at war, and killing one person is killing anyway, and killing a hundred people is also killing. Since that strong man dared to threaten me, it would not be too much to kill him.

Now that the strong man is dead, there is no need to interfere with my inquiry in order to avoid the boy and the strong man from communicating with him, so I turned back to the boy who was so frightened and paralyzed and asked, "I have some questions, I hope you will answer me truthfully." I don't want to be deceived. ”

As I spoke, I glanced at the corpse of the strong man, intentionally or unintentionally. The boy shuddered and nodded. I asked, "Your name, where does it come from?" ”

The boy hurriedly replied, "My name is Jonathan, Jonathan. Alan, from Nevada. ”

I continued to ask: "Are you a militiaman?" ”

"Yes."

"So what's the name of your militia? How many people are there? Where are they from? ”

"We call it the Wild Cowboys, and there are more than 200 of them. All are people from the Laggs, Nevada, neighborhood. ”

That's right. Probably because of the open basin, many of the cowboys and farmers had a fanatical preference for heavy sniper rifles with a long range. But the nuclear contamination doesn't affect there, so what are they doing here in the Sierra Nevada?

I continued, "Why don't you stay at home, what are you doing here?" ”

"Someone recruited us to fight the traitors."

Recruit? It's kind of interesting. I asked, "Who recruited you?" What conditions are given to you? ”

"I don't know who recruited us. Maybe the commanders knew. But the conditions were very favorable, we were provided with war supplies, and all the spoils of war belonged to us. ”

Isn't this just a matter of letting the militia rob you! I continued to ask questions about the strength of the militia, how well the militia and the Mexicans fought, and so on. All this kid knows is that there are a lot of militiamen, from all the states, and they are fighting the Mexicans one after another, and the rest is not known.

Finally, I pointed to the militia in the distance who had been knocked unconscious by me and had now woken up, and asked, "Is that guy the commander?" What's his name? ”

The boy only noticed the man now and said in surprise, "Yes." His name was Donald and he was one of the commanders. "Great. I can learn more from the Commander's mouth, and I'm going to judge Donald slowly. Now I have to take care of the wound on my leg, although it is a flesh wound, but the wound is as open as a child's mouth, and it is bleeding a lot.

Angelia commanded the Japanese to clean up the battlefield like a robbery, and this was basically done. That's a lot of efficiency.

More than forty militia corpses and more than twenty wounded were left on the battlefield, and even more weapons were dropped. According to the charter, all the captures collected from the battlefield were to be pooled and redistributed, so Angelia, although she was eyeing her, still let her people pile up the loot. In addition to weapons and ammunition, there are many gold, silver and gemstone ornaments, various watches, high-end leather goods, etc., and there are a bunch of valuable things. It is estimated that they are all "trophies" of the militia. There was also a large pile of banknotes next to it, which was piled up there without anyone looking at it. Anyone with the slightest insight understands that the value of this currency, which is issued on national credit, is completely supported by national power, and this chaos has hit the country like never before, and these banknotes are estimated to be reduced to waste paper.

Seeing that I had come directly to the place where the weapons were stacked, Angelia immediately followed me like a hen guarding eggs, and said loudly: "Judge, this battle is mainly fought by my people, and I want to share more of the spoils." ”

I was in a good mood, so I deliberately teased him: "Okay, except for the weapon, the rest is yours." ”

Angelia's eyes immediately widened and she shouted, "Don't bully people, I just need weapons." ”

I immediately shook my head: "No, half of it except for a sniper rifle." You can only pick two sniper rifles, and you won't be able to use them if you have more people. ”

Angelia also shook her head and said, "I'll use my two sniper rifles to exchange you for a future individual system." If you agree, I can accept your allocation. ”

To be honest, I don't think much of the future of the individual system. Although this thing is indeed very powerful, it is still experimental, the system is complex, the power consumption is high, and the battery that comes with it can only last less than half an hour of combat use, and the combat is greatly limited.

And this thing currently has a fatal flaw that the price is too high, there are not many armies in the world to equip it, only local tyrants and drug dealers who are not bad for money can try it a little. So this kind of thing is very rare, and the ammunition is really not good. The rifle bullets used by the system are all active calibers. However, the 20mm grenades used by various countries are not in active service, and the caliber is actually different. Such grenades are one less shot, and there is nowhere to replenish them. A play like Angelia's can quickly run out of stock. So I immediately nodded in agreement, and Angelia smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken, directing his men to divide the fruit.

The Self-Defense Forces also suffered seven casualties in this battle, which can be said to be a heavy casualty. The casualties were mainly killed by the militia's large-caliber sniper rifles fired through the holes. The militia we encountered in the future would definitely have large-caliber sniper rifles, and I discussed with the longbowmen that the holes in the fortifications should be adjusted to be biased downwards, so as to reduce the chance of being hit somewhat.

Once I was back in the trenches, I interrogated the Donald at the Green 2 outpost. He also saw the scene of Sergeant Choi shooting and killing the bearded man, and he was probably shocked, and he answered all my questions and provided a lot of useful information.

According to Donald's confession, they were recruited by the National Intelligence Agency and the Security Service to fight in Western Nevada and provided the militia with large quantities of weapons, ammunition, vehicles, and provisions, and Donald estimated that there would now be no less than 300,000 militia in the city, and it seemed that they would soon be able to defeat the Mexicans. However, Donald also mentioned that due to the large number of militia factions and their lack of subordination, there was chaos in the initial battle with the Mexicans, and even supplies could not be guaranteed, and it was later a two-day coordination of the militia by the National Security Agency that greatly increased the militia's combat effectiveness. However, even if there is coordination, there is poor coordination within the militia, and the problems of logistical supply, if any, cannot be fully resolved. They just want to take advantage of this chaos to get out of the battlefield and come out to find extra money.

Perhaps trying to please me, Donald also provided a message. "There's a guy named Ikeka who told us that an Asian gang had kidnapped a group of rich people from Beverly Hills and attacked him. He's looking for the Asian guys. If anyone helps him find those people, he will pay a large sum of money. ”

I was stunned when I heard this. Is there anyone more shameless than this Iacoca?

Donald continued: "Ikeka is the main commander of the militia under the name of Discipline and Honor. Now there are a lot of people with discipline and honor, and it's almost the largest militia......"

Looks like he should have shot that Ikeka out at the time.

It is estimated that Ikeka will find this place soon. I had Donald taken down, told all the SDF to raise their alert level over the intercom, told Big Bird to call Big Eye's convoy to see if I could get them back as soon as possible, and then asked Bull to report on his guy with him. Everyone asked what was going on on the intercom, and I could only tell them that there might be an enemy looking for them, and let them go to the command center for a meeting after arranging the heightened vigilance.

An hour later, in the conference room of the command center, I informed you about Donald's confession. Everyone can recognize the seriousness of this matter: we have the deadly handle of others in our hands, and it is strange that they do not kill us.

The longbowman said: "If that Donald hadn't lied to us, then we would definitely be under heavy attack." But we are now unable to shrink our defenses, nor can we strengthen them in a short period of time. So I think if the militia goes on a big attack, we need to find a way to buy time. For example, we can ambush a mobile force outside the defensive circle to confuse the enemy."

A member of the Self-Defense Forces came in and reported that they had called the convoy of Big Eyes, and that they were on their way back.

Just get in touch. I asked the walkie-talkie to be brought to the conference room, and the walkie-talkie was briefed on the briefing. Before we could finish speaking, someone came in to report that a plane had been spotted hovering in the air, apparently to be conducting reconnaissance on us.