At the time of the massacre, the soldiers seemed to be unrelated, but when they actually stepped on this battlefield, they realized that not everyone had the courage to do this, and not everyone had the courage to do so.

A soldier with a Chinese style in his hand and a three-edged military thorn hanging from the muzzle of his gun looked around with a demented face, and a look of disbelief flowed from his pupils. Although they had done enough preparation beforehand, they dipped all the masks and towels in water, and then layered them on top of each other to cover the front of their noses.

Rao is like this, but he still can't completely cut off the smell of blood in the outside world that is enough to make people smell and vomit. The blood of thousands of people was mixed together, the smell of the corpse's feet, and the air that was already polluted.

"Squad leader!" A soldier looked at the squad leader with a somewhat embarrassed face, and then said with some embarrassment.

"Bear with it, it's okay, the sword mountain and the sea of fire have all come over, can't you even solve this little problem?" The expression on the squad leader's face was a little hideous, if it wasn't for the problem of his own province, I'm afraid that the expression of this squad leader at this time was almost the same as that of other soldiers.

The overwhelming smell of blood, a gentle breeze blowing, is enough to make a person vomit until he faints to the ground, the squad leader is also a person, he is just a little longer than other soldiers have been in the army, in comparison, these squad leaders and officers, at this time, are just forcibly enduring the disgusting feeling in their hearts, and must not make a fool of themselves in front of the soldiers.

"Squad leader! I really can't stand it, this smell of blood is so rushing, I want to vomit! The soldier hunched over and looked like he wanted to vomit, he was originally straight, his nose was a little far from the ground, and with a mask and other covers, it was not very good to smell the blood in his nose, at least it was much better than going in without any covering.

At the moment when he had just bowed his waist, an even stronger smell of blood, suddenly, as if it had burst out of the ground, rushed into his nose at once. For a moment, the soldier could no longer stand the creepy smell and desperately took off the mask and towel.

While vomiting, the pungent smell of blood swept over again, making him vomit more violently.

Long Yuhui stood in the rear, taking in the performance of the front-line soldiers at a glance, and shook his head with a helpless wry smile. I am still too anxious, these soldiers have not experienced any particularly intense battles, let alone any vicious battles, and even hard battles have never been experienced.

In the past, when dealing with the Qing army, it was often a charge over, and even the frightened enemy raised his hand and surrendered. When the British army was fought and Hong Kong was collected, although the scene was also a little bloody, compared with the current scene, the current scene was even more bloody.

In the current National Defense Force, there are not a few troops that can fight hard and viciously, but those who can completely accept this kind of scene, as far as Long Yuhui personally knows, I am afraid that there are only two troops, right? The first is the elite of the Wehrmacht's elite, the Blood Wolf Special Forces. As for the other, it is the most mysterious unit that has been hidden in the Wehrmacht for decades and has never been discovered.

Long Yuhui looked up at the two hundred soldiers who were sitting within a few hundred meters of him, closing their eyes and recuperating, Long Yuhui didn't know where they came from, and they talked to them about family affairs or something, and they also ignored Long Yuhui. It made Long Yuhui scratch his head, if they hadn't been personally sent by Wang Lin, and specially instructed Long Yuhui to take a long time, I'm afraid that according to Long Yuhui's temper, these people would have gone home and squatted in the toilet a long time ago.

Not only did Long Yuhui constantly doubt the identity of these people in his heart, but none of the people who traveled with them did not doubt their identity. Along the way, they didn't show the slightest expression of worry, and they didn't care about trivial matters at all, or even said that they didn't care at all.

For some particularly sensitive things, things that others are curious about, come to them as if they have never happened. Could it be that these people are all mentally retarded? Don't you know anything but war? Long Yuhui secretly put a question mark in his heart. However, a group of people who can make the emperor so attentive, Long Yuhui dare not underestimate them, although Long Yuhui has not seen their combat effectiveness at this time, let alone what kind of people they are.

It's just that although this group of people seems to care about nothing on the surface, and after arriving here, they have been sitting and closing their eyes and recuperating, ignoring what is happening around them. But Long Yuhui is also an elite soldier, and he can clearly feel from the sitting posture of those freaks that although they just sit here with their eyes closed, the position of each of them is well-founded.

More than 200 people were scattered within hundreds of meters around, looking lazy, but in fact, their current location was the best position to protect Long Yuhui, once the situation changed, they could reach Long Yuhui's side within three seconds and protect him.

Three seconds doesn't seem like a very fast time, but compared to the rifles used by modern people, it is basically impossible to hit Long Yuhui with one shot from hundreds of meters away. But if it's a cannonball, they can't do anything, and it's a big deal that everyone finishes playing together, and they can be regarded as worthy of the emperor.

"Commander-in-chief, the soldiers are not in a good state right now, should we order them to withdraw?" Shang Wu also frowned, although he had not stopped this from happening, and it had already happened, so next, he had to pay full attention to the situation of the soldiers.

At present, a soldier on the battlefield squatted on the ground, and there were different degrees of vomiting, if it goes on like this, I am afraid it will cause a greater blow to the psychology of the soldiers, no matter what happens, please, protecting the soldiers is always the first task of the martial arts, and this is not more than usual, if the soldiers have any accidents at this time, then the next battle will not be fought? How can the task assigned by the emperor be completed?

Three days, within three days to complete all the big and small battles in the entire Shenyang, this was originally a very difficult task for them, with tens of thousands of troops in hand, it is not bad to have armored troops to help, even if they do not have to deliberately consider the occurrence of accidental injuries, three days is still a little tight for them.

Shenyang is no more than other small cities, to attack a large city, how much preparation work is needed in the early stage, I'm afraid that if these front-line soldiers don't say it, no one else will know, right? Fighting is not fighting, if you don't agree with each other, you dare to do it, it's a big deal to lose both, and after we go home and recuperate, let's fight for 300 rounds.

But fighting a war is different, not only to take into account all aspects of the problem, but also to be more troublesome, a year of war, you have to use up ten years of peacetime energy, this is really true!

"We can't withdraw it, but now that we have withdrawn, our plan will be in vain, and so many days of preparation will become a piece of waste paper!" Long Yuhui shook his head, at this time, he already had a solution in his heart.

"Planning is important, but so is the mental health of the soldiers, and I don't want them to never be able to hold a gun after this battle." Shang Wu said loudly.

What he said was true, and there were many extremely good soldiers in training, but because of an incident on the battlefield, his psychology was completely damaged, and he could no longer hold a gun from then on, and finally he could only retire and go home to farm with hatred. This is not the first time this has happened, and it will not be the last.

If, after this battle, a large group of soldiers suddenly appeared, who could not hold a gun, what would they do? The troops collapsed all at once, and the Wehrmacht, which was already strained in strength, suddenly lost a large number of elite soldiers, and who could bear this responsibility?

If this happens, won't it add to the frost of the Wehrmacht? It's easy to destroy a soldier, everyone knows that, but what about training a good soldier? And how many people can know the effort they put into it? How much sweat has you ever sweated?

"I don't want the soldiers to suffer any psychological blows, they can choose to retreat, but what about the country? What about the people? Now that the enemy has arrived at the doorstep, how can the soldiers have any way out? Even if there is really something wrong with their psychology, it is caused by their lack of strong will and psychological strength. I don't want them to have any regrets in their lives, and the soldiers who can persevere will be able to sit in front of their grandchildren and talk about our deeds when we are all old one day. Long Yuhui slanted at the sky, and his tone was a little firm. Then he continued to open his mouth and said:

"In a battle like today, I'm afraid it won't happen again in this life, so letting them retreat like this is not equivalent to letting them fall into a regret?"

"So what are you going to do? You can't continue to force the soldiers to cross that area with the mentality of losing most of your troops, right? Shang Wu stretched out his hand and pointed to the area that had been shrouded in death, the smell of blood in the sky, even Shang Wu who was several kilometers away could smell it, he had not seen Long Yuhui's strength, once Long Yuhui made a decision, unless it was the emperor, few people could interrupt him, let alone let him revoke the decision, and he could only secretly stretch out his hand and point to the death area in the distance and ask.

"You stay in command, I'll take care of the rest!"

(To be continued)