"I heard you need support?" If this question is asked in peacetime, it will smell of ridicule and contempt in the military. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But when you say it at such a time, it will be heard in everyone's ears, and it is no different from the fairy sound that winds around the beam. Fan Ming suddenly grabbed his radio communication microphone and yelled over there: "Yes, we need support!" Hurry up! ”

Just behind the Jin troops besieging the bridgehead, a No. 1 tank exposed its turret, followed by a second No. 1 tank, and the appearance of these two tanks immediately alarmed the Jin soldiers who were fighting hard. As if it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, these soldiers of the Jin Kingdom on the periphery no longer had any fighting spirit, and began to run wildly to the other side, they could only rely on escape to save their lives now, and only escaping was in line with their mood at this moment.

It's a pity that in this situation, it seems that escaping has become a luxury, and in the other direction, the small Ming infantry that was originally just harassing also appeared at this time. They formed a small defensive line that was not very elaborate, but at this time, it was more than enough to stop the rout of the Jin army.

The infantry's machine guns were a very effective tool for slaughter in the face of a massive rout, and the Ming machine gunners simply felt that they had never been so cool, and they could aim at the opposing soldiers and fire non-stop until the barrel was overheated.

More tanks appeared in the Ming army and immediately threw themselves into battle, which made the Jin soldiers no longer have the courage to attack. They were quickly defeated near the bridgehead controlled by the Ming army, and many of them even laid down their weapons directly in place, just raised their hands and knelt on the ground, waiting for the Ming army to come and capture them.

The three Ming troops sandwiched the Jin soldiers in the middle like an iron triangle, and then the previous 2 100 mm self-propelled guns and the new 3 guns of the same model began to fire into the crowd and attacked, and the 5 shells that fell in one breath made the scene suddenly quiet......

Then a voice trembled and shouted, "Stop fighting! We surrender! We surrender! So the rest of the Jin troops knelt on the ground, threw away their rifles, and raised their hands in white flowers. The battle was completely over in a few seconds, and at this time, the Jin soldiers, who were close to 2,000 people, found that the Ming army surrounding them might add up to less than 500 people.

Two infantry regiments, or almost a brigade of troops, were surrounded and annihilated by a battalion of the enemy...... Maybe it's a shame for anyone to put this thing on. Soon the Ming army took these prisoners into custody, and the captured weapons were piled up, but unfortunately the heavy weapons had been destroyed by the Ming army before.

"According to the captives, they were the main force of the 1st Army formed by the rebel bandit leader Yekhhao Company......" The Praetorian Guard officers who rushed to the news quickly got all the information they wanted from the captives. After all, some people before Jinyiwei were experts in this kind of work, and I heard that these people can torture a good man with only two toothpicks.

If it weren't for the fact that many of the former brocade guards were murderous horsemen, they would not have been immediately trained to fight and die in battle. I have to say that these Praetorian Guards performed extremely well after they were formed, even beyond Zhu Mu's expectations.

"The main reason why they didn't escape directly from the Pu River is that they have two fixed arsenals nearby, and all the things haven't been moved yet, so they tentatively stay, and then go to transport some of them at night." As he spoke, the officer handed the bloody interrogation record to his superior, then took a map with two circles drawn on it, pointed to the circles on it, and said, "The location has been marked......

"Didn't the commander say that it was not permissible to mistreat the prisoners? How? Hands-on? The major officer of the Praetorian Guard frowned, took the map, looked at the bloodstained interrogation transcript in his hand, and asked in a cold voice.

For all the Praetorian Guards, becoming a Praetorian Guard is equivalent to giving them a new life, and they yearn for this new life from the heart to the body, which is also the biggest motivation for their rapid transformation from Ti Cavalry to Praetorian Guard: all the brocade guards do not want to be villains and killers that everyone fears, they long to walk in the sun from the moment they serve. Now His Majesty the Emperor has turned them from tools to suppress dissent internally into soldiers against foreign captives, which is equivalent to giving them a spiritual rebirth.

Shooting oneself at oneself and shooting at one's enemies are two different concepts. The eyes of those who die at the hands of their own people are not the same as those of the enemy on the battlefield - in the latter case, pulling the trigger becomes so natural.

After the Battle of Liuhe, these Praetorian Guard soldiers collapsed exhausted in the trench they had just occupied, sleeping with their heads covered. They had never lost so many comrades, nor had they ever experienced such a treacherous battle, but they found that they had never slept so soundly, never slept so calmly.

At that moment, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard suddenly had the feeling that they had slept on the warm beds of their homes, surrounded by people who could become enemies at any moment; Now they slept in the enemy's position with their weapons in their hands, but by their side lay their most reliable comrades--this gave them peace and security that they had never felt before.

It was His Majesty the Emperor who gave them a chance to be reborn, and it was His Majesty the Commander who transformed them into qualified soldiers. Therefore, any disobedience to the order, which may reduce them to their original state, is neither excusable nor tolerable. That's why the officer asked coldly, and several other officers around him also gave him unkind looks.

"Sir! The commander's order, of course, will be carried out! The officer in charge of the interrogation hurriedly raised his head and justified his actions: "But the rebel commander ordered the massacre at Shimizudai...... There were soldiers who disposed of these rebel officers before we arrived, and it was not my hand. ”

"Ha, who else dares to lynch?" The officer at the head was so angry that he slapped the document in his hand to an adjutant beside him, and commanded: "You take someone to take over these two secret arsenals for me, and take stock of the ammunition and munitions inside!" ”

After saying that, he raised his hand at the officer in charge of interrogation and strode forward: "Let's go!" Let's go and see if these guys who dare to lynch themselves still don't take military regulations seriously! If you want to be punished so much, why don't you let me go back and continue to work as a brocade guard? ”

Several people walked one after the other to the place where the prisoners of senior officers were temporarily held, this was a pillbox on the side of the bridgehead that was destroyed by artillery fire, the roof had collapsed a little, but there were still a few walls, it was a relatively independent small space, and when they walked to the door, several officers of the Praetorian Guard smelled a smell of blood, and outside this pillbox, a group of armored soldiers wearing the uniforms of the new army were sitting there smoking.

"Dead?" Just one glance inside, everyone knew that the captives inside had already died, and the walls were full of traces of blood splattering, it seemed that they had been punched to death, looking at the scene, the people inside died very tortuously, and the end was not much better than locking up in the house and throwing a grenade into it.

"Dead." A company commander of the armored unit of the Forces nouveau with a wound in the abdomen covered his wound and replied to the Praetorian Guard major officer with a cigarette butt in his mouth: "They asked for it, and it was very sincere. ”

Before they died, these poor Jin Army officers cried and begged their mothers, hoping that these Ming soldiers who kept beating and abusing them would give them a good time. Maybe it was because they were tired, or it could be because they were too disgusting, so Fan Ming and the others decided to meet their last request.

"Why mistreat the captives?" The Praetorian Guard officer stared at the wounded Fan Ming and asked again. As the senior commander of the 1st Janissary Armored Division, he knew that the position of the 1st Armored Division of the New Army was now in the area further north of Shimizudai in the back. was able to follow the troops all the way to the current position, and the new army company commander in front of him was much braver than he imagined.

"I'll follow your troops all the way to the vicinity of Shimizudai. You may not be able to imagine it...... When we got there, the village was still burning and the bodies on the ground were not yet cold. Fan Ming was tired of it, and the gunshot wound on his body made him look very tired when he spoke. However, this man, who has experienced countless baptisms of war and has already walked back and forth at the Ghost Gate, still wears his calm tone, as if he is talking about an experience that has nothing to do with him: "One of your subordinates said that we, as soldiers, should go to seek justice for these people who died in vain, so we drove the tank all the way here." ”

He removed the cigarette butt from his mouth with a bloody hand, and then pointed to the corpse inside the bunker with the cigarette butt: "I hit here, and I almost died here, just for the sake of so-called justice." What do you think I should do? Treat these scumbags inside to a good meal, and then pat them on the shoulder and encourage them, saying that they are doing well? ”

The Praetorian Guard Major shifted his gaze to the side and looked at the Praetorian Guard non-commissioned officer who had been partnering with Fan Ming. He beckoned for the other party to come over, and then leaned close to his ear to listen to the non-commissioned officer briefly explain the various events that had happened along the way. Then the major nodded, and moved his gaze back to Fan Ming. (To be continued.) )