Chapter 70: Cut one in ten minutes
In any case, as long as it is within the range of tolerance, Alves will try to replace these wounded people as much as possible.
Otherwise, they will not be able to launch the next offensive step, and these thousands of troops will be dragged here, which will not be conducive to the next plans of the coalition forces.
Everyone understands the truth of asking for money to pay back, and Alves wants to exchange for those soldiers, but at the same time he doesn't want to pay too much price.
You know, a heavy machine gun now costs about 700 pounds, and such a price is difficult for even the British treasury to afford.
And how much is 700 pounds sterling when converted into silver in the Qing Dynasty? The answer is about four thousand seven hundred taels.
This is because in recent years, Makqin has transformed the production process, which has reduced the cost a bit, and the price of this thing was more expensive in the past.
This is also the fundamental reason why Chad went straight out after hearing Wang Sirui's condition of asking for ten Makqin heavy machine guns.
"Your Excellency, although I admire your courage and ability, I think you should be able to see the current situation more clearly, and it will not do you any good to go against the coalition forces." Alves took a deep breath and continued to persuade.
He wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to negotiate to persuade Wang Sirui.
Even if it's just a little less expensive for them, it's worth it.
"Those so-called situations have nothing to do with me, that should be something for the upper echelons to consider, all I need to think about is how to fight you, and that's enough. And now I have done it, you have been defeated, and hundreds of wounded have fallen into my hands. Wang Sirui shrugged his shoulders, not caring about Alves' half-threatening persuasion.
"What's the worst for me? It's nothing more than these hundreds of people dying here. But is it important to me? I'm afraid that there are at least 2,000 coalition soldiers who died in our hands, right? I think it's worth it to exchange one life for two or three of your lives, maybe you will get more. ”
Wang Sirui told Alves with an attitude of nothing more than death, either agree to my request, or continue to attack.
The toughness of the attitude made Alves feel a little helpless.
Can you only agree to the other party's request? No, that's absolutely impossible, not to mention that they don't have so many weapons and medicines in their hands, and even if they do, they can't just give them for nothing.
"Your Excellency, I think we all need to calm down. If you can live, why should you choose to die? Alves scolded Wang Sirui in his heart, but he had no other way than to scold.
If it weren't for the hundreds of wounded members of the coalition army in Wang Sirui's hands, how could Alves be here to see Wang Sirui's face?
Not to mention that he is a serious Englishman, even if he is just an Indian, I am afraid he will not give Wang Sirui any good looks.
But that's just a normal situation after all, and the current situation is not normal.
"I'M SORRY, I DON'T HAVE TIME TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT THESE INCONSEQUENTIAL THINGS, YOU JUST HAVE TO TELL ME, YESORNO?" Wang Sirui's face began to have some impatient expression.
Although he is well aware that it is normal to encounter such problems in negotiations.
Everyone will often pull a little bit of everything, hoping to use some other things to achieve a satisfactory result for both parties.
But Wang Sirui is not a negotiator, and Alves is not a qualified negotiator.
Although Alves tried his best to make himself more professional, in front of Wang Sirui, a person who was uneasy about normal routines, all his efforts could only be turned into irrelevant topics in the end.
"Three heavy machine guns, 20,000 bullets, Your Excellency, please don't challenge the bottom line of the British Empire again!" Alves said angrily.
It has always been the British who threaten others, and when have the British allowed others to threaten them?
But he couldn't help but endure Wang Sirui's threat, which made Alves feel the urge to kill.
"I have prisoners from five countries in my hands, and each country uses two heavy machine guns and 50,000 bullets in exchange for these precious veterans, this condition should not be harsh, right?" Immediately, Wang Sirui's voice changed: "Don't tell me any more conditions, otherwise I will let you know what a real war is." ”
Then, Wang Sirui waved his hand, and the soldiers who had been waiting behind him immediately pushed a British soldier whose eyes were blindfolded to the front of the trench.
kicked the opponent's knee hard, and the British soldier fell to his knees in an instant under the pain, his whole body was shaking, and he kept muttering something in his mouth, as if begging for mercy or something.
Behind him, a soldier unleashed a machete that had already been prepared, the blade of which was raised high, and at the slightest order, the head of the British soldier would be cut off.
“NO! Your Excellency, you may not do this, and under the Geneva Conventions, you are obliged to treat and care for wounded soldiers, and not to use any violence or slaughter against them. Kill. In doing so, you are violating the Geneva Conventions. Alves hurriedly and anxiously said that he would never tolerate a British soldier being beheaded in front of him.
And I have to say that Wang Sirui did grasp Alves's weakness, there were captives from five countries, and he wanted to find a Briton to come out and cut off his head, which was clearly a warning to the British.
And when Wang Sirui heard the five words of the Geneva Conventions, the anger in his heart became much stronger.
Immediately, he waved his big hand again, and the soldiers who were ready behind him directly dropped the machete heavily after seeing Wang Sirui's order.
The knife fell, the head fell to the ground, and blood spurted three feet high along the neck, and a terrifying rain of blood gradually formed in the air.
"Now that we know that the Geneva Conventions stipulate that there can be no slaughter. Killing civilians and wounded soldiers, then why do you do so much slaughter in our country? What about killing? Are the Geneva Conventions valid only for us? Wang Sirui said sarcastically.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Sirui suddenly looked like he suddenly realized: "Oh! I forgot to tell you that we are not signatory to the shitty Geneva Conventions, which means that we are not bound by the Geneva Conventions. ”
"Ten heavy machine guns, half a million bullets, not even one."
"I need to go back and discuss it, it's not something I can decide on such a large amount." Alves has completely lost interest in talking to Wang Sirui.
In Alves' view, Wang Sirui is a complete devil.
But Alves didn't know that if Wang Sirui could be called a devil, then everyone in their coalition was a complete devil.
"Yes, you have enough time to discuss with them, even if it is until tomorrow." Wang Sirui looked indifferent.
"Thank you!"
"One thing to warn you is, though, that while you can delay this for a long time, from now on, there will be a casualty like him every ten minutes." Wang Sirui pointed to the British soldiers whose bodies were separated on the ground and said with a smile.
"Devil! You devil ......."