"We've been betrayed!", Fenrir wiped the blood from his face and glanced down. Something as white and sticky as soft jelly gave him a strange touch, and if nothing else, it should be a delicacy that the demon likes very much. It is said that there was a demon named Hannibal who was very fond of eating people's brains, and this story was once used by many parents to threaten their children to sleep or eat.

They would say that if you don't sleep/eat again, Hannibal will gouge out your brain and eat it, and then the scared children will force themselves to be quiet with their eyes closed and weeping, curled up under the covers and shivering until they fall asleep in fear. Or frightened children crying and putting the food in the bowl into their mouths while crying.

But Fenrir didn't like it, not only did it not make him like it, it made him feel sick, it was the guy who was standing next to him just now who splattered him in the face when his brain was blown out by a single shot. The palms of his eyes were covered with blood, and the dazzling Mai Renhuang made him feel an unprecedented fear and anger for the first time. He never thought that he would fall here, he still had a very wonderful future waiting for him to go to normal, how could he possibly fall into eternal sleep here?

The people standing next to him seemed to be looking elsewhere and did not look at him, after all, his face was as hideous and terrifying as the devil with blood and brains, and he was not very good-looking.

That guy was so unlucky, he was shot in the head by a heavy weapon, it was a thing that could be called a machine gun, mainly used in war to destroy light armored equipment and armored vehicles, it could fire a special warhead of 18 millimeters, and the violent reaction produced a high-pressure high-pressure kinetic energy The moment the bullet was pushed out, it could produce up to 42,000 joules of kinetic energy, enough to penetrate the armor after two inches at a distance of 100 meters, and through about a centimeter of armor at a distance of 1,000 meters.

Being hit in the head by this bullet actually doesn't hurt at all - because the pain signal has not been parsed by the brain, and the whole brain is like a melon falling from the ninety-ninth floor, all over the street.

Looking at the people around him, Fenrir wiped his face again, shook his hand vigorously, and a lump of mass appeared on the ground with a click, and one guy couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and vomited. The muscles on Fenrir's face twitched uncontrollably, he looked at everyone and roared in a low voice, "We have been betrayed, it must be that bastard of Amon, I will not let him go, but we must solve the current trouble first." ”

"If we can't resist at all, there's a good chance we're all going to die here today, so you cheer me up and tell your people that we must fight back, take advantage of the favorable terrain here, and let those people know that we can't be eliminated so easily, and then we're qualified to sit down and talk to them, understand?" , he waved his arms to show the strong indignation in his heart, if he was allowed to catch those few people in charge of watching the wind, he would definitely cut them into a thousand pieces one by one, and then throw them to a place where there was water to feed the fish.

Just an hour earlier, the Imperial Army had suddenly appeared on both sides of the valley and surrounded them, and they were blindsided before they could react, and there were scattered fleeing crowds everywhere, as if they had forgotten that they were capable of barely fighting. These guys who don't have much culture don't really know, and when everyone thinks about running away, they die faster because there is no one left to hold back the enemy.

Fenrir knew that he had found these key leaders to calm the mood of his men, and try to create some trouble for the Imperial Army, and even better if he could get some soldiers to die. Once the opposing commander can't stand the pressure, he will take a relatively peaceful approach to end the battle, knowing that it's a damn time of peace. In peacetime, the extermination of an illegal armed force can kill many soldiers, and the non-commissioned officers to commanders in this battle, as long as they are alive, will inevitably be held accountable.

So at the very beginning of the battle, Fenrir had already found two ways for himself to retreat. The first way to retreat is to let these fools stand in front of him, he will find a way to escape, as long as he is alive, he must have a way to avenge these people, avenge himself. The second way to retreat is to make these Imperial armies feel their stubborn will to fight after a mutually damaged firefight, and then he will stand up and ask for dialogue, and then surrender logically to save his life.

As a man who advocated surrender, he certainly would not die, and perhaps he would not even have to sit in prison, because he was not the leader, and he had solved the problem of possible casualties, and he was meritorious to the Imperial Army, and they needed to guarantee his interests.

It's just that there are some things that Fenrir takes for granted, and the wars he has seen in his country may have fallen behind the empire by twenty to thirty years. This is not a joke, for some countries that are short of materials and have no energy and financial resources to develop science and technology after years of war, their industrial level even stayed at the level of the empire 50 years ago, and some of the most backward places have not even withdrawn from the stage of war with cold weapons, so one can imagine how terrible the empire's armament level is.

When the rout in the valley turned into a certain degree of resistance, the face of the colonel, who was in charge of the battle, suddenly showed some shame, and there was a person from the Security Committee and the commissioner of the cabinet standing beside him, who was supposed to be a hearty massacre, but suddenly it turned into a hooligan fight with which he came and went, which was definitely not what he wanted. In peacetime, there are very few opportunities to obtain military merits, and the most important thing for a soldier to get promoted is military merit.

He was able to command such a battle this time, snatched from several opponents of the same rank, and it would also become an important medal for him to cross the threshold and become His Excellency the Imperial General. But he now felt that the medal might be far away from him, and he could imagine that once the newspapers began to report that the Imperial Army's dealing with a group of women, children, and slaves would cause a large number of casualties on his own side, the War Department would soon send an investigation team to investigate his command in this battle.

What is the reason why soldiers armed to the teeth can cause serious casualties in the face of a group of newly released slaves, is it because the enemy's firepower is too strong?

No!

Is it that the enemy is too cunning?

No!

Then the commander must be stupid.

Right!

That's it, and then don't expect to be able to put a star on your shoulder in your life, and even after you die, it will become a joke in this life, a typical example used in a textbook.

He lifted the telegraph in front of him with a cold face, "Report the casualties of each part." As the voice from the telegraph continued to come out, his face became darker and darker. From the first shot of the battle to now, forty-seven soldiers have been killed in the sudden wave of counterattack just now, and this group of soldiers who are as eager to hold on to the battle as he is like hunters riding horses with shotguns in their hands, frantically chasing a group of Gobi wolves.

When the Gobi wolves found that the squirting sticks in their hands would no longer make terrifying sounds, it was when the hunters were out of luck.

Forty-seven fighters, died deep into the enemy zone.

No more dead people, the colonel told himself, pursing his lips and giving the second order from the beginning of the battle to the present, "Retreat along the whole line, close the exit of the canyon, and fire the second incendiary bomb." ”

The No. 2 incendiary bomb is the outstanding work of the Bondika Military Industrial Group, this incendiary bomb is painted with a dark purple shell and marked in yellow with a triangle with a skeleton, which is a highly lethal incendiary bomb. The second incendiary bomb deflagrates about ten seconds after it is fired, and the highly dense ignited chemical will fly in all directions during the explosion, creating high temperatures and flames. In the process of combustion, this chemical will also release a highly toxic gas, once inhaled in excess, it will cause respiratory failure and brain damage, only need to stay in the gas for 20 seconds, a healthy person will have functional impairment, and finally die of respiratory failure or brain death.

The large number of incendiary bombs exported abroad is said to have aroused strong opposition from some of the warring countries, some of which have already made requests for the Empire to ban the export of incendiary bombs No. 2, although so far the cabinet has not yet approved it, thinking that the Federation is also exporting similar incendiary bombs.

When Mr. Colonel's order was transmitted to the various company detachments by telegraph, the heads of these fighters quickly calmed down, and they began to cover each other for an orderly retreat, especially when they heard that the second incendiary bomb was going to be fired, for fear that they would fall inside, it was definitely not a fun thing.

After all the soldiers had made sure that they had withdrawn from the valley, they blocked the exits on both sides of the valley and began to spray water mist at the mouth of the valley, which was more than 100 meters wide. The toxic smoke produced by the combustion of the chemical substances of the No. 2 incendiary bomb can fully fuse with the water molecules in the air after encountering the water mist, and then fall to the ground, which is also one of the most effective and easiest ways to deal with the No. 2 incendiary bomb.

Another way is to cover the mouth and nose with a damp and dense cloth dipped in water, which can also effectively block toxic gases from entering the body, of course, if the time in the toxic smoke is too long, you may need to prepare more wet cloth pieces, because swallowing water with toxic chemicals can also harm human organs.

Fenrir in the valley breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the army begin to retreat, he did it, making the group of soldiers feel the pain, and the next step was the bargaining session. As long as he makes it out alive, he swears that he will take revenge on Amon and let him know the wrath from the men of the ice sea!

Just as he was thinking about when the other party would send someone, the adjutant next to him tugged at his arm, and then pointed to the sky, "Look, what is that?!"