Iron Winged Eagle Yang Chapter 27 Extreme Evil

The withered tulips of the second season 27 chapters are extremely evil

The soldiers of "Thunder International" are not soldiers in a way. They cannot be protected by the law except in their home country, let alone international law such as the laws of war, which are often broken.

Of course, they won't comply with these laws either.

When they fought for the so-called justice of the politicians, they shed blood and sacrificed without regret. But when the war is over, they will find that their homeland is gone, their wives have become other people's women, and even the country will no longer pay attention to their so-called heroes.

There are even those who have lived in peace for too long who think they are reckless, unloving, and have bloody hands.

For those who don't know how to be grateful, there is no other effective way than to put them in hell for a while.

Therefore, in the martial ideology of the re-establishment of the Chinese Federation, the social status of the soldiers was improved at the same time as the purse in their pockets was bulging.

Under the special protection of the Chinese Federation for military marriages, their families and lives are much more secure. Even if it is impossible, it is not allowed to have the kind of thing where soldiers fight in the front and the wife fornicates with others in the rear.

These include the destruction of military marriages treason, the divorce of non-military parties before and during the war, the fact that all marital property will go to military personnel, and so on.

This is also due to the citizens' reflection on the harm caused by the century-old national humiliation to the Chinese nation and the Chinese land. If someone raises it at this time, it seems that it violates the interests of some people, then the media will immediately ask such a question.

"Excuse me, is freedom, life, dignity important, or is sex more important?"

The merchants had no objection to the war waged by the soldiers to expand the international influence of the Chinese Federation, enhance the international status of the Chinese Federation, and seize the resources of future economic development. The students hated the disasters that befell the Chinese in the history books. As for the workers and peasants, a safe and hopeful life is all they need.

There are no reasons, no dissenting opinions.

It's a bit like the people of the early colonial countries cheering for the victory of the colonial army in the first war of aggression in the colonies.

Human nature is evil!

Today, the strategy pursued by the Chinese Federation of China, which is mainly based on cultural and economic invasion, supplemented by military means, has the full support of the merchants.

Wooden knives kill, that is, gentleness without encountering too strong resistance. As for the party that promotes interests, it is only some old colonial powers, and no one else will cry out for them except themselves.

Whether it is a country like the United States that has no decent colonies, or a country like the Chinese Federation that has no colonies at all, especially those local residents who are still oppressed by the colonial government.

Seeing that countries that advocate colonialism have been hit in such a way, apart from applauding, what kind of voice do you want them to hear?

Therefore, the soldiers fighting on the front line, although facing the test of life and death. But when they understand that they shoulder the hopes of their countrymen, their families, and all the people of the nation, then war is not something that cannot be faced with courage.

As the Da Nang area in central Vietnam fought, far south in Lang Gai district, the 1st Marine Division was engaged in a tough defensive operation.

The "fast front" was nothing new to the French. Therefore, the large-scale artillery bombardment, which lasted for five days, almost ploughed over the entire capital of the "Vietnamese National Liberation Front" - Lang Gai County.

Fortunately, with more than 3,000 casualties of the Marine Corps in front, the defense system here is quite complete. A large amount of shelter was installed on and outside the semi-buried reinforced concrete bunkers, which greatly reduced the power of shells and bombs.

"Phew, Phew......"

Like a mouse, Chen Bin emerged from the headquarters that had been bombarded by heavy artillery and had produced too much debris and dust. The air wave caused by the heavy shells brought in excess dust from the observation holes. In the entire bunker, there are almost no fingers visible.

"Ge Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu into your immortal board!"

Chen Bin, who had long been red-eyed, had already taken the guards of his division headquarters to the front line. After the heavy artillery bombardment, groups of French infantry charged under the cover of Mark tanks and armored vehicles.

The French colonial soldiers shrunk their heads and stumbled behind these steel fortresses, hunching their necks as little as possible to show their bodies.

During this period of war, the snipers on the side of the Bundeswehr have already scared them. Everyone knows that if you show a little bit of your body, you can get hurt at the least. On top of that, the "D-Bees" can easily penetrate their steel helmets and send them back to the "home of God".

On the opposite side, the neat and orderly rapid front, as before, still did not move. Although the protective sandbags on the outside have been lifted by artillery fire, revealing the cement slab inside.

However, as long as the shells do not hit directly, it is impossible to deal with these fortresses with heavy composite structures with shrapnel and air waves alone.

Inside these bunkers, snipers, anti-tank guns, bazookas, and flamethrowers are all available. Especially if the front line below the attack touches the death zone within 100 meters, these bunkers will immediately turn the outside into a hell of flesh and blood.

After several days of heavy artillery bombardment, minefields and barbed wire fences had already been cleared from the battlefield. But when it came time to act, the French soldiers were still cautious. They know that nail mines that can be fired into the air by artillery shells and fall using their own rotor rotation are not easy to remove.

Who knows if these guys, made only of horse dung paper, like cannonballs, will blow off the soles of their feet, or burrow up from between their legs and beat themselves into eunuchs.

The weapons that these French colonial soldiers feared were called "nail mines" or "bullet mines". Of course, this miniature mine also has its shortcomings and limitations.

These little paper creatures, buried in damp soil or after a heavy rain, will fail almost immediately. Moreover, due to the different soil quality, when they fall to the ground, they sometimes burrow too deep into the ground and are not triggered at all.

But it is characterized by simple structure, extremely low cost, and extremely simple to use.

A rocket specially designed to lay such mines can carry 500 of them, which are released after launch at a certain altitude depending on the local geology. In the sky, they unfold their miniature heads with a pair of small paper rotors, which fall off in the subsequent rotation due to centrifugal force.

Subsequently, these "hateful" little creatures will burrow into every possible land on the battlefield and become evil weapons that everyone talks about.

On the Mark 5 tank, a messy 75-mm gun shells were fired. Under the wide tracks, the remnants of anti-infantry jumping mines and nail mines rang out like firecrackers.

The French soldiers hid behind the sturdy body of the tank, carefully watched the road under their feet one by one, and walked on the ruts that had been rolled out of the tank's tracks.

The infantry who followed the tanks could certainly enjoy this kind of care, but the French soldiers behind did not have such luck. If we can block out other voices on the battlefield, the snipers who can hear a lot of words are endlessly tossing their observers' ears.

Due to the presence of these guys, who are more abominable than nail mines, the distance between the French soldiers and the tanks is imperceptibly increasing.

It was at this moment that the operation to trap the infantry on the battlefield and separate them from the tanks began.

"Whirring ......"

A sound like a hurricane sounded from the rear of the Marine Corps. The large cloud of white smoke made the French soldiers look stunned, wondering if the Bundeswehr marines had injected poison gas.

Of course not, poison gas is a large-scale weapon of destruction developed by the Bundeswehr military, but never used. It doesn't take it lightly into actual combat.

The white smoke that rises is nothing more than rockets carrying nail mines into the air.

Dozens of white rocket trajectories rose into the sky, and from a distance, they looked as moving and elegant as the streamers on the Weaver Girl. When they reach their highest point, a series of white objects are released from their bodies.

"Damn, these bastards, they're laying mines again!"

The French infantry stared desperately at the growing number of white dots in the sky, and then, almost invariably, the paper rotors were dragged down by centrifugal force after transmitting enough torque to the "bullet mines".

"Bu Bu ......"

As if a huge raindrop was pounding on the ground, the road on the battlefield that had been crushed by the tank tracks immediately appeared densely packed with similar holes. Some of the "bullet mines" that were thrown on the tanks made firecracker-like explosions.

These were "bullet mines" that were only enough to blow off half of the soles of the feet, or to beat the soldiers of the French colonial army into eunuchs.

Looking at the blocked road ahead, the French soldiers were dumbfounded.

According to past experience, it is simply impossible to eliminate such a dense number of bullet mines. They had no choice but to keep their positions motionless, standing upright on the battlefield like puppets.

Of course, the snipers, who are more hateful than "bullet mines", are shooting them to the ground one by one like targets. But in the face of such a dense number of mines, they just didn't dare to crawl forward on their stomachs in the ground.

The coordination between tanks and infantry was completely destroyed, and without the tanks accompanying the infantry, they did not dare to advance further. They could only use their short-barreled 57mm guns, which were not very powerful, to fire at the men in the pillboxes. In order to protect the infantry, they were also not able to leave their positions at will.

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard...... These damn guys, how could they possibly come up with such a crazy idea! ”

The battlefield commander on the French colonial side threw away the binoculars in his hand and pointed at the positions of the opposing marines and cursed.

Because he's been fooled! Chapter 27: Extreme Evil