"Commander, what should I do now, they must want to rush over when they run like this. So many people, we were not prepared at the border, they were all rushed over, and they will definitely scold us again. ”

Since the Battle of Elena, Ankenrein has increasingly tightened his control over the border. And as more and more serfs crossed the border to Elena, the control became more and more stringent, and the control was imposed by the local police to the army. And the army that took on this task, although it could reduce the number of people who successfully crossed the border through stronger measures, could not stop it completely. If too many people cross the border, the commander of the force in charge of the corresponding border line will be punished. That's where Kascafe's fears arose. He followed Bosman, tracking down the serfs all the way, and his heart was already in a hurry. Now seeing that time is passing little by little, and Boseman does not look anxious at all, he has no choice but to remind him again.

"It's okay, there's no hurry."

Seeing that the border line was getting closer and closer, and Bosman still looked calm, Dan Kascafe was a little puzzled. According to the normal deployment of troops, if these 600 people rush across the border in a group, at least 4 or 500 people can escape. There were so many people, but it was enough to take off Bosman's hat as a regimental leader.

"Alright, don't panic, I'm prepared."

Bosman saw that Kascaf was still worried, and reassured him with some smugness. Although his sentence is not long, it reveals a very important message. The first time Kascarfe heard it, he reacted.

"Commander, did you know they were going to run?"

Boseman laughed and said no more. They walked forward for a moment when they heard gunfire coming from ahead. It was the sound of the Glory rifle, which was familiar to Cascafe.

The gunfire was so intense that it stopped after a while. By this time, Kascarf had a rough idea of his regimental commander's plans. The serfs froze to death, and they would not be able to escape the blame, and if they were to escape, they were not happy, so they gave them a chance to escape, and then shot them with pre-arranged soldiers on the way to escape. Because of the preparation in advance, the weapons must have been pressurized and warmed up, plus the queue for a salvo, these more than 600 people, can run over dozens of people, even if it is a big fate.

"Look, what am I talking about?"

Boseman waited for the gunfire to stop, and continued with Dan Kascafe, who was soon at the border. Here, the road already covered with snow was artificially cut in two, and on Ankenrein's side, it was Bosman's regiment that defended, dug trenches and made sandbag breastwalks. Those who want to go to Elena can only go around through the two breastwork walls, through the middle ground of several tens of meters, and enter Elena. In normal times, there were not many people entering and leaving Elena through this road, and there were only a hundred or so people in charge of guarding this intersection. Today, however, more than 300 well-equipped soldiers were standing on the inside of the breastwork, lined up.

And on the ground in front of these soldiers, lying on the ground was full of corpses, most of which were ragged and skinny, and looked like serfs who had fled here for a long time. During the day, they watched Boseman kill the serfs who tried to flee in the city square of Colleborit, and by night they were dead on the border near Elena. Kascafe's gaze swept over the corpses one by one, and then turned to look at the regimental commander.

"Commander, you are amazing! What a clever move! ”

"Haha, that's nature," Bosman knew Kai Cascafe would say, "and it has nothing to do with me that they were killed for trying to force their way across the border." I'm just doing my job as normal. Not only will they not criticize me, but they may also give me a medal for guarding the border, what do you think? ”

"That's natural, Commander, you are wise and powerful, this time Division Commander Ansel Hamm will definitely praise you, maybe you can still get the favor of the Legion Leader!"

"Haha, that's far away", Boseman smiled and waved his hand, "These scum just don't make people worry, don't kill like this, they're all fucking disobedient." I'll tell you, if you kill them like this a few times, they won't dare to run away like this. ”

"That's, who wants to live with their own lives", Kascaf nodded, followed Bosman and the soldiers of the second battalion to meet, counted the corpses on the ground, and emphasized the principle of guarding the border with the soldiers on the border line before Shi Shiran left. Behind them, nearly six hundred corpses were being dragged away by the soldiers and dumped in the cold wilderness. These hard-working serfs escaped from their former hell, but eventually died in the wilderness, and the Elena they longed for seemed to be only a stone's throw away before they died.

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Not long after Bosman and Kaskaf and their party left, and shortly after the soldiers of the second battalion who had shot and killed the fugitive serfs disbanded and retreated to the camp, several figures moved gently in the wilderness not far from the border checkpoint.

"They're all dead......"

A man crawled forward on the snow, his voice trembling slightly. Behind him, four more figures, following his appearance, moved with him to a small mound of dirt, and then sat up. Desperately began to rub his hands, haha.

"Old White is dead, frozen to death."

Of the five, a younger voice spoke with a tremble, his name was Elgot, the youngest of the group.

"Old White is old, it's good to be here......", the leader Gerard Warren answered half a sentence and sighed a few more times, "If we don't think of a way, we will freeze to death!" ”

"These emperor's dead dogs, they just want to freeze us to death! That bullpen didn't have a house at all, and he stripped us of our clothes, and he just wanted us to die! Even if we don't run, we will be frozen to death there, and there is no way out! ”

This time it was a bearded uncle named Chavez Warren. His face was pale, his lips were pale, and he was cold enough to choke at the sight. As he spoke, he rubbed his palms, soles of feet, and calves, trying to give himself more warmth.

"It's nice to be able to get out, don't ...... Don't think about it so much......", a short middle-aged man answered, "We have to find the pyroxene, the sooner the better, this weather, when the night is colder, there is no other way, we will definitely freeze to death." ”

"Sary is right, we escaped together, we escaped here with great difficulty, and we are about to enter Elena, but we can't die here. Let's get out of here first, it's too close to the border and easy to spot. ”

The leader, Gerald, took the words of Sary the Short, crouched on the ground and looked left and right, trying to find a hidden path. His four companions fell silent and began to look for a route.

"How's it going over there?"

In the silence rang out a somewhat effeminate female voice, the only woman in the small group, Claire Warren. Her father had died in the run, leaving her in Gerald's care. Along the way, several serfs also cared about her, and let her survive several disasters until now.

Several serfs looked in the direction of Claire's finger and saw that there were several snowdrifts over there, probably wheat stalks that had been piled up by local farmers after harvesting. After a few words, they ran over the snow one by one, and along the sparse shelter, they gradually moved away from the road and the border checkpoint where hundreds of people had just been shot.

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"Company commander, why don't we go and save them! They are all our brothers, and they are all the same people as us! Moreover, they ran towards us, not to run to us! You can't bear to watch them being slaughtered?! ”

On the other side of the road checkpoint, the impact of Bosem's operation is still fermenting. The soldiers of the 5th Company of the 6th Division of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Army of the Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army of Elena were responsible for guarding this road. They had just witnessed hundreds of serf brothers being slaughtered in front of them, but they could not do anything about it. At that time, some impulsive soldiers wanted to pull out their guns to help, but they were held down by the company's instructor and company commander. Now that the serfs were dead, discontent, suspicion, and anger were growing in this small company.

"Warriors, warriors, listen to me!"

The commander of the 5th Company, Lenny Warren, was a veteran of the Battle of Elena, and he was an old acquaintance of instructor Hal Warren, who had fought in the same company in the Production Brigade. After the Battle of Elena and the reform of the army, a large number of veterans like them were enriched into the grassroots command posts of the new Workers' and Peasants' Revolutionary Army, which were used to build the command skeleton of the new army. This time, stopping everyone from rushing to save people was also the common idea of him and instructor Hal Warren.

"Then you say! Chairman Gastens has said that the serfs in the world are one family, but you can tell me, how did you watch your family being killed, and you were still indifferent?! ”

The fighters were clearly excited. Almost all of these soldiers joined the army after the Battle of Elena. Some of them came from the original 1st and 2nd Militia Divisions, and many more came from the new serfs in the Plains of Elena and the former province of Enspen. In terms of class and position, they naturally sympathized with the serfs who tried to escape on the other side, but they lacked a direct understanding of the cruelty of war. They did not recognize the risk of provoking a border conflict at this time, but they only saw the dead brothers. So, they get emotional and demand an explanation. In their thoughts, there is a man closest to the Grand Magister behind him, what is the big deal to kill those reactionary forces on the other side and save the serf brothers?

"Brothers, brothers, listen to me", although he knew that this ideological work was difficult to do, but Lanny knew his duty, "just now, you also saw that there was at least one battalion of the enemy opposite. They had lined up early, apparently knowing that the serfs would come here. Let's not say why they set a trap to kill those serfs, but let's just say, how can we, with only one company, fight against a battalion of the enemy who has a breastwork line and a trench? Even if we are equipped with a few Thundering Models, most of the weapons in our hands are still the same Glory Rifles on the other side. There is no superiority in numbers, weapons are not possessed, and the enemy still has fortifications to defend. We've been giving you tactics lessons all this time, and you tell me, if we just rushed over, would we be able to win? If we can't win the war, it doesn't matter if we can't save people, and we have lost this pass, what should we do? What if an enemy takes the opportunity to rush in through this pass and attack us? When the time comes, who will bear this responsibility? Who can take this responsibility? ”

"They didn't dare to come ......"

Some of the fighters muttered, but they lacked confidence. Lenny Warren took the conversation.

"They don't dare. But even if they don't dare, if an enemy agent or spy takes advantage of this time to rush in, and we don't control it, isn't it also our dereliction of duty? Don't you say there are no spies and spies? Recently, we have arrested more than a dozen of them at this pass alone, and Chairman Gastens has also specifically emphasized that you must be careful of enemy spies and spies, don't tell me that you have forgotten! ”

This time, the fighters had no one to talk back. There was still anger on everyone's faces, but there was also a little more thought. They looked at Lenny and Hal, who were surrounded in the middle, and held back for a long time before they could hold back a few words.

"Even so, we can shoot them, right?"

"yes, if we shoot a few shots, they won't dare to kill, right?"

"It's good to shout a few words......"

"You can't just watch them die, can you?"

"Brothers," Lenny waved to silence everyone, "it's useless to say such things as shooting and shouting, I don't dare to say it." But the enemy was clearly prepared, and today they transferred a battalion, which was clearly aimed at these serfs. Do you think it's useful for us to shout and shoot? If you want me to say, I think that these actions, even if they are useful, are very little, and they will not save the serf brothers on the other side. ”

"What then? Just watching them kill people like that? They kill people on the border line every night, how many people are dead these days? The comrades are talking about this matter, and the serf brothers who escaped have also mentioned this matter many times, so we must have some way, right? ”

"I know that," Lenny Warren nodded, "and that's already known, although we don't have the conditions to go to war with each other again. But the council will definitely have a way, and those serfs who died on the border line are your brothers, and we are our brothers, and I don't think the higher authorities will watch them die. ”

"Yes, we can guarantee this, Lenny and I are both soldiers who have fought with the chairman, and we have all seen that the master **** is also from a serf like us, he will definitely have a way!"

Instructor Hal also chimed in at this time. When the soldiers saw the two leaders say this, they gradually calmed down. It's just that both Hal and Ranny know that the current calm is only temporary. If Ankenrein's army is allowed to continue to kill people on the border, those serfs who have fled into the base area will definitely have an opinion.