Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Oath
The scorching red light can still feel the amazing heat through the goggles of the aviation helmet, a huge fire cloud, directly enveloping most of the military camp from mid-air, and the powerful shock wave destroyed most of the military tents, like a small nuclear warhead, a mushroom cloud with dark red flames and white smoke is rising.
The powerful explosion completely overwhelmed the roar of the engine of the AH-1 Cobra, and although it was more than two kilometers away, it still shook the ears of Tlo, who was protected by an aviation helmet.
It was really powerful, the liquid hydrogen cloud explosion far exceeded the power of conventional high-energy cloud burst fuel, and the more terrifying heat and shock wave turned that grassland into ruins like molten gold and iron.
"Command, I have escaped and inflicted heavy damage on the enemy, and I am returning. Trow smiled as he looked at the orc barracks that had been deflated by a cloud burst of bullets, and fed back the battlefield information to the command.
"Leave the coordinates and return quickly!" Command's reply was simple, but Trow could smell a hint of hidden anger in it.
However, the duty of a soldier is obedience, and Tello didn't ask much, just read the coordinates with a laser mapper and then returned, leaving a mess behind him
Headquarters.
"Second Lieutenant Troll, do you know what you did?!" Hu Yi walked up to Troll, and slashed his head and covered his face with a burst of reprimand.
Tello held his aviation helmet and looked straight ahead: "I don't know the lowly position, please instruct the commander." ”
"I" Hu Yi took a heavy breath, "You are fighting with the Orc Emperor ** team without permission, which will make our diplomatic relations with the Orc Empire tend to deteriorate, which will affect our future development!"
Trow remained the same: "I'm just doing my duty as a soldier. ”
"Hello!" Hu Yi snorted coldly and pointed at You Nanzhe's nose: "This is the soldier you taught, good, very good, then you will handle the affairs of the Orc Empire, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs can no longer manage it!"
"Okay. You Nanzhe replied lightly: "It's just a war, do you think we can't beat a group of orcs who are still in the cold weapon era?"
Hu Yi didn't know what to say anymore: "I just want to tell you that nothing has to be solved by violent means. ”
"But now we have to use violent means to solve it. Fu Baichen took a sip of water and said unhurriedly.
Hu Yi glanced around the room and found that all the miscellaneous people of the Ministry of Defense were so leisurely, he couldn't help but sneer: "Okay, since that's the case, then this matter will be solved by your Ministry of Defense." With that, he slammed the door and left.
"Slow down and don't send it. A bunch of crumbs looked at each other, then laughed unbridledly
"All of them, straddling!" As Lieutenant Fu Baichen, who was standing under the military flag, gave an order, the cannon fodder standing on both sides immediately held their right wrists with their left hands, put their hands behind their waists, and spread their legs apart at an angle of 15 degrees, raising their heads, holding their chests up, and tucking their abdomen, with a resolute expression like American soldiers.
"Commander's lecture!" Fu Baichen shouted with all his strength as he supported the microphone in front of him, and then turned sideways to salute Defense Minister Zhang Yuan, who was walking slowly.
Dressed in a full set of German field marshal uniforms, Minister Zhang Yuan, with a solemn face (no way, who called the British ** team and the American ** team no marshal, and the Soviet army marshal no scepter!) raised the marshal's scepter that was produced not long ago, and tapped the brim of his hat with the head of the cane inlaid with diamonds and enamel, which was regarded as a return salute. Then he turned to face the cannon fodder.
The so-called 'Buddha depends on gold, and people rely on clothing'. The dark blue marshal's suit, the dark blue scepter, and the huge starry Iron Cross on his left chest make today's Lao Zhang look quite like that. It's a bit of Raider's charm. Of course, it would have been more perfect if his eyes weren't so wandering and obscene, if he didn't have the Golden Star medal of the Hero of the Soviet Union on his right chest, and if he could have been more formal with the Marshal's staff than like Monkey King with a golden rod.
"Bang Bang!" patted the microphone in front of him, Minister Zhang stood up and said heroically: "Brothers, there has been some gossip recently, saying that our leaders want to stay out of this war and lack fighting spirit. It's all a pile of stinking shit! Leaders have never been afraid of war. True leaders love the swords and shadows on the battlefield. Waving this scepter, Minister Zhang Yuan roared fiercely. Then he paused again, raised his left hand, stretched out three fingers, and said aloud, "There are three reasons why you are here today. ”
"One, you are here to accumulate enough military merits to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible. ”
"Two, you're here for honor, because you don't want to be anywhere else at this time. ”
"Three, you are here because you are real men, and real men like to fight. "When all of you here today were children, everyone admired the military. We love winners. We never forgive losers. We despise cowards. So since we are in the war, we have to win. I scoff at the kind of people who laugh when they lose. A real man will hate even the thought of failure. Raising his left hand, Minister Zhang swept over everyone with a solemn gaze and said slowly.
"You will be sacrificed. At the end of each battle, some of you may lose their combat effectiveness. Don't be afraid of death, because behind you are your fellow villagers. ”
"Yes, in the midst of artillery fire, timidity is human nature. But this does not prevent us from fighting like warriors, because the real heroes are men who fight bravely even if they are timid. And true manhood will not let the fear of death prevail over the sense of honor, responsibility and heroism. Lao Tzu's army will never contain cowards. All cowards should be slain like rats. Otherwise, after the war they will slip home and give birth to more cowards. Lao Tzu is a hero, and Lao Tzu is a coward. Kill all the dog-day cowards, and our country will be the world of warriors. After calming down the agitated mood and licking his dry lips again, the minister turned his words around, and looked at the sky with his eyes affectionate and intoxicated.
"The battle will be great, and the small will be eliminated. Soldiers are proud to be the best of the best, and they are the best of the best. ”
"Remember, that the enemy is as fearful as you are, and probably more so, and let this vigilance permeate the veins of every warrior at all times. Whoever lets his guard down is a sinner, and we will never be soft on sinners or forgive. Waving his elevated power with all his might, the minister swore with a resolute face.
"Everyone rushed out of the rain of bullets in the training camp, otherwise you wouldn't be here today. You will be prepared for the battle that is coming. Whoever doesn't want to come back lying down in pain must be vigilant at all times. The slightest negligence will allow the orc empire of the son of a bitch to sneak behind your back and kill you with knives and guns!"
"An army is a collective. Everyone eats together, sleeps together, and fights together in this collective. Each of these fighters plays an important role. Don't think your task doesn't matter. Everyone has their own tasks, and they must do it well. Everyone is an indispensable link in a long chain. Everyone should be collectively responsible, not just thinking about themselves. So I don't want to see all that fights and brawls again. I hate the so-called personal heroism, too! If Lao Tzu knew who was hanging on his son, not obeying orders, and pretending to be a lone hero like Rambo or Bond, Lao Tzu would follow the example of the American military in that world to treat Uncle Dumb Damu, hang him alive and hang him on the mast like bacon. Minister Zhang Yuan pointed at the group of soldiers with resolute faces with his scepter, and said with a hideous expression.
"You have the best supplies and the best weapons and equipment on the mainland. If you can't defeat the orc empire miscellaneous that is still playing with big blades. You should all go into Auschwitz and taste the poison gas that the Jews once tasted. Yes, you only deserve to be treated like that. After taking a breath, Minister Zhang's tone changed: "Whoever wants to tell me that war should be in accordance with the Geneva Conventions and humanitarianism, let him go to hell! Whether it is a civilian or a soldier, as long as they are in a state of war, they have only one name -- that is, the enemy." In dealing with the enemy, we can only be cruel, cruel, and cruel! The chairman said that revolution is not about inviting guests to dinner, not making a fuss, not painting and embroidering, not so elegant, not so calm, so "courteous", so "gentle, courteous and frugal". The same is true of war, and it will be even more brutal. So not only do we have to kill the dog mongrels, but we also have to take out their guts and lubricate our guns. We're going to let the corpses of those dog-day enemies pile up and rivers of blood. Let them know what bloody is, barbarism, and cruelty. We are not bodhisattvas for all beings, we are just poor worms who cannot protect ourselves. If the enemy does not bleed, they will let us bleed. So go ahead and crack your enemy's belly and give them a shot in the chest!" After a slight pause, the Minister raised his scepter again and shouted.
"I don't want to hear the talk of preserving yourself first, and then annihilating the enemy. Armies are inherently offensive, and we never defend. We only let the enemy defend. All we have to do is attack without stopping, and we are not interested in any other target except the enemy's eggs. We will hold on to the eggs of our enemies and beat them to the point of their souls. Our basic battle plan is to move forward, forward, and move forward again. It doesn't matter if you have to crawl under your enemies or get through them. We have to be as persistent as squeezing out goose intestines or trumpet, so pervasive!"
"Some people may complain that we are too strict and unreasonable for our fighters. To hell with those complaints! Lao Tzu firmly believes in a golden saying, that is, "A cup of sweat will save a bucket of blood." "The more resolute we attack, the more enemies we will destroy. The more enemies we destroy, the fewer wounded our own people will be. Attacking means less pain. So I want you to keep that in mind. After taking a deep breath to calm down the lack of oxygen from a large part of his speech, the Minister made his concluding remarks.
"Fighting, of course, is cruel, savage, and terrifying. But when one day we return home in triumph, all of the brethren present today will have a qualification to boast about. Years from now, you will be glad that you participated in this war. Because it makes you real men. At that time, even if you are seriously ill and can only lie in a hospital bed like a poor slug, you will still have a proud heart. Because you used to be soldiers, armed with rifles and real guns, and fought with those bitch-bred mainland ghost animals! This is something that your ancestors are ashamed of, even if you are in another world!"
"Bang, Bang, Bang!" As the minister's voice fell, the barracks burst into long-lasting and enthusiastic applause. Surrounded by applause, Minister Zhang Yuan raised the marshal's cane in his hand and respectfully gave a military salute to everyone present.
"Flag!" With a roar from Lieutenant Fu Baichen, the minister turned around and took the military flag in the hand of You Nanzhe on the side, solemnly handed it to Wang Tiehammer, the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force who walked to the front of the stage and was maintaining a posture of standing and saluting, and raised his scepter to salute back.
"Smack!" After receiving the military flag that was being made at the right time, Wang Tiehammer stood up and saluted again, and then waved the flag in his hand to the officers and soldiers who went out to fight.
Under the blowing of the wind, the blood-red banner was waving in the wind, the golden sword was crossed in the middle, and five large characters painted with silver hooks and iron were vaguely visible on it - Huamei Martyrs Brigade.
PS: The Geneva Conventions are the general name for a series of international conventions on the protection of civilians and victims of war, concluded in Geneva, Switzerland, from 1864 to 1949. The Geneva Conventions entered into force on 21 October 1950, and two additional protocols to the Geneva Conventions were signed in Geneva on 10 June 1977 and entered into force on 7 December 1978. The Convention is considered an important part of international humanitarian law and is the authoritative legal instrument governing the conduct of hostile parties in situations of war and conflict. China acceded to the Convention in 1956. On 12 August 2009, the Geneva Conventions marked their sixtieth anniversary.
As of 2007, a total of 194 countries and territories had become parties to the Geneva Conventions in one way or another. The Convention is considered an important part of international humanitarian law and is the authoritative legal instrument governing the conduct of hostile parties in situations of war and conflict. In 1906, the Qing government signed and recognized the Geneva Conventions. The People's Republic of China acceded to the Convention in 1956 and made four reservations to the Convention: The replacement of a protected State must be subject to the consent of the protected person's own country; after a prisoner of war or civilian is handed over to another country, the former Detaining Power shall not be relieved of its responsibilities; civilians outside the occupied areas shall also be protected by the Convention; and war criminals shall not enjoy the status of prisoners of war.
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