Chapter 31: Ah San can't sit still
"War...... There is really no sympathy to speak of. ”
Xia Jie was covered in black armor and blood, and silently collected a dead Chinese soldier back to the camp, this was the seventeenth corpse he picked up from the position, and now on the territory of Ah San, the Chinese soldiers were killed and injured more than 30,000 people, in exchange, they have occupied a large territory east of New Deli.
And their long-term drive and offensive posture like a bamboo bamboo also made Ah San's leadership anxious.
"Governor Mumba, Huaguo and they have already hit Meerut, I don't know what is going on with Dongying, Goryeo, and the Filipino maids? If they don't put pressure on China, we're really in danger. ”
The politician shouted anxiously, even with the British Empire's appointed Governor General of the British Empire standing in front of him, he could not maintain calm and etiquette.
In this long round table, high stool, and conference hall with the double flags of Great Britain and Ah San, several marshals of the military were all pale and silent.
At this moment, Mumba is also in the throes of his head, because everything that is happening in his own land now makes him feel powerless.
He sat down on the high-backed chair with his head down, and sighed: "Huaguo's reaction is much more fierce than we expected, Dongying and the Filipino maids have just stepped into the coast, all the fleets were sunk in an instant, and all the soldiers on it were killed in the current, and now, they are still busy salvage, and they can no longer organize the second round of landings in a short time." ”
"How is that possible? So, what about the Goryeo side? ”
Another politician asked eagerly.
Mumba rubbed his temples gloomily, and said helplessly: "Goryeo was originally a vassal state of Hua, and the puppet regime established with the support of several other countries was not vulnerable at all. ”
Another old man with thinning hair cried out, "That...... What about the old woolly bear in the north of China? They should do it, right? ”
"Bang!"
A field marshal with a meaty face and gnashing his teeth slapped the table angrily and stood up suddenly: "Why should you expect them!" We have people! There are guns! Governor, you just need to mobilize the whole population and implement a policy of violence, we are not afraid of them! ”
"It's easy to say!" Another politician was dissatisfied: "The number of people in China is not less than ours, and their 200,000 troops can be pressed into our country, and they still practice violent troops when several other countries do not send troops?" You want our country to be hit hard again, right? ”
"That's it!"
Mumba looked at the-for-tat confrontation on the field, also stood up and suppressed their movements with a black face, and continued: "Marshal Warang is right, we can't count on the old woolly bear, if we can't withstand Huaguo's counterattack, it is very likely that their guns will be transferred to us, anyway, for them, it makes no difference to occupy anyone." ”
"Her Majesty the Empress of the British Empire has contacted me just now, and as we expected before, the British Empire will not cross the ocean to attack China again, and their soldiers can't afford to fight, so the Empress will only provide us with some weapons and equipment to ensure our logistics."
Mumba's words made the field explode again.
"What? They can't afford to fight, so we can? ”
"We have been at war with Huaguo for less than ten days, and we will die as many as we are sent, and there will be no one alive, and if we continue like this, we can't afford to fight either!"
"Armament? What are we doing with this? Huaguo's weapons are more advanced than theirs, right? What is the use of these supports! ”
Mumba had a headache when he heard this, and he was upset for a while, and pressed his hand to press everyone's discussion: "Okay! All right! It's already like this, so let's discuss how to fight! The Chinese army is approaching day by day, why can't we still organize an effective resistance? Is our army really that bad? ”
"Governor, it's not a matter of whether it's bad or not, it's that Hua Guo doesn't play cards according to common sense at all this time! From what information we've received, it seems that they have organized a strange army, and there are even some unbelievable forces helping them. ”
Air Marshal Galava reached out and took out some black-and-white footage from his adjutant's hand and distributed it, and everyone frowned at the image inside, a dragon-like creature that spits fire and tears through a flying fighter jet with a single claw.
"What are these?"
Mumba asked suspiciously, and at the same time, he had some images from the army on his hand, which were strange figures in black iron armor and ancient weapons in their hands.
"Do you remember the strange visions in Egypt a few years ago? The immortal army, the ancient gods, these are the means of war that China now uses, they are not painful or immortal, they are desperately trying to hedge against us and consume, our army can't support it at all! ”
Galava is sharp-tongued, he controls all the flying units of the three countries, and he has obtained more of this kind of classified war image than the army.
There were all high-level people from the three countries, not a single stupid person, and after listening to Galava's words, no one shouted or questioned them, and their brains spun around to think about the solution.
Mumba's eyes suddenly lit up, he leaned down on the long wooden round table, and said excitedly: "What about our country? Are there these mysterious powers as well? ”
An old man sitting next to him was first overjoyed, and then shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, Governor, when the British Empire came into possession of us, it had completely revolutionized the crystallization of our previous civilization, and now our religion that has been handed down since ancient times has been suppressed, and the whole country believes in Christ and regards God as the true God." ”
"Maybe there is still some remnant of this power among the people, but we don't have time to find it, let alone hope that they can help us."
These words were like a steel needle piercing a balloon, and instantly made Momba scatter his spirit, and he fell back into the chair weakly and was silent.
He did not dare to blame the British Empire, for without them he would not have been able to be the governor at all, and even the method of clearing the faith within the country in order to secure his position was proposed by himself. It's just that the old man didn't break the words because of his face.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Galava stood up with an excited face.
Everyone looked at him, only to see him holding the picture in one hand and pointing to the west with the other and saying, "Egypt!" We immediately negotiated with Egypt, bought it, exchanged it, and grabbed it if it didn't work! As long as it involves the mysterious power of a few years ago, we will not let it go, and we can also organize a mythical army, and the attack of the Chinese people is not unstoppable! ”
"That's right! What they can do, so can we! ”
Everyone agreed, in their opinion, this is indeed a good way, since Huaguo does not play according to the routine, they can also change their thinking to solve the problem.
Mumba also rekindled his fighting spirit, and he immediately ordered: "I will contact Egypt, Galava, prepare the plane, as soon as the news comes from there, you will send someone to fly directly over, and all the countries along the way, I will contact the empress and give you permission." ”
"Yes! Governor! ”
……
"Ding~Bell......"
A blood-stained, yellow warhead fell into the tray and slammed into several other bloody warheads in the tray, making a clanging sound.
"Shhhh......h
The corners of Xia Jie's mouth grinned, he continued to use tweezers to probe the wound on his shoulder, and pulled out a bullet from his body, this kind of action he had done these days I don't know how many times.
Due to the rapid recovery of his body, the anesthetic did not work for him at all, so he could only grit his teeth.
Although this process is extremely painful, as the number of times increases, Xia Jie's tolerance for pain also increases rapidly.
No, he now took a bullet from his body, just like drinking a sip of bitter Chinese medicine, frowning and enduring it.
"Ding!"
Another bullet was picked out, and the wounds on Xia Jie's body surface healed, and those few gunpowder residues and charred flesh were pushed out by the new flesh buds, leaving only a trace of filth on the surface of the body.
"Without the reinforcement suit, picking up bullets every day is a troublesome thing!"
Xia Jie pursed his lips and wiped his body clean with a towel, and casually put on an army green shirt.
In a war two days ago, in order to save a Chinese soldier, he threw down the other party, and he resisted a bazooka on his back. At that time, the black armor was blown to pieces, and his strengthened suit was directly torn open a big hole, and his back was covered in flesh and blood.
After so many days of high-intensity fighting, the strong armor was completely scrapped when it was blown up by this bazooka, but not only did it have the power of blessing, but even its defensive power was similar to that of an ordinary layer of clothing.
"But...... With my current physical fitness, even if it is a complete version of the strong protective suit, the effect it can play is very weak! ”
Xia Jie buttoned up, looked at the bulging muscles on his body, felt the power contained in it, and was not very distressed that he had lost the strengthening suit.
He's still training these days, even though he doesn't have a training ground, he doesn't have a weight suit. But during this time, he must go to battle and charge, and even when he cleans the battlefield, he carries the equipment weighing more than 100 catties by himself.
He regarded these as a kind of alternative training, pulling the mountain cannon and having to sprint for a hundred meters, carrying the cannon barrel and carrying a frog jump, and even changing positions, he was like an old cow, humming and running in front of the supplies, running early, and turning back to pull another car.
If Lao Li and Brother Liu saw this scene, they would definitely feel very familiar, because this kid is on the construction site, he is such a desperate posture, and when he unloads bricks at the construction site, he often unloads the most and takes the most money.
But now Xia Jietu's is not money, but strength that is more important than money.