"No sorrow, they have no sorrow at all..."

Sitting in the jeep, General Francis desperrey, who became a prisoner, looked at everything on the battlefield. The logistics soldiers of the "Thunder International" armored forces were making out members of the tanks destroyed by the Eighth Legion.

It can be seen that they laughed without any sadness or grief, let alone any fear.

Yet, when the soldiers of "Thunder International" joined, they had signed a "death notice". Now, they had just completed the contract. For those who had died in battle, they had completed their willingness to make their families live a happy life from now on. For those who had not died in battle, they saw the rich life of a rich man after this battle.

Sadness may be a normal emotion, but the soldiers of Thunder International have more hope.

"Nothing can cheer up these soldiers than hope. They must understand that when the world abandons them, only the Thunder International accepts them. They do not need to face the Great Depression, so that they can regain their dignity and live in this world freely!

War deprives them of their former hope, and it is also war that makes them have hope again. This is a weird logic! Maybe you want to say that we are all crazy, but what I want to say is that this world is already crazy, and compared with the crazy world, we are just its inevitable product!”

The Red Earl Richthofen could say such words completely different from the crazy appearance he had shown. Admiral Francis de Sperre could hardly believe that this was the guy who challenged the tank with bricks. What he did not expect was that because of his reception for the Red Earl Richthofen, this guy also accompanied him to dinner every day.

"Sir, I completely regard you as my friend. Don't worry, I guarantee that your safety is guaranteed!"

After completing the attack on Sanandaji, the armored troops led by Li Erganzi and An Jinchi did not look back. Instead, their target seemed to have been changed to Iraq, or their eyes were red when they looked at the warehouse of the Iraqi colonial government.

There was no withdrawal, no see them going back to continue attacking Tehran, and when there was no such action at all, French Army General Franche Despere began to panic.

"Mr. Red Earl, I don't understand very much. You have completely gained an advantage in the war, but why don't you go back to attack Tehran? Or if you do that, your income will shrink due to losses!"

"Did you just talk about our shrinking interests? Oh, Mr. Admiral, I don't think you know much about our Thunder International. We fight for money, so Igek seems to be more attractive to these guys than Tehran, which is bound to fall into our hands!"

The rich French set prepared for him by the Red Earl Richthofen was placed in the open air. Although it was night, some tents made of candlelight and life umbrellas that swayed in the night wind. If you don't know, you would think that the Red Earl Richthofen was having an attempt to have a woman.

Admiral Francis desperre turned and looked at the armored vehicles around him. The night wind was filled with some mechanical sounds, and in addition to some strange songs.

"You still want to conquer Iraq, oh gentlemen, I have to say you are too crazy, and the British will not give you that. The British Empire will fight you desperately!"

The red Count Richterhoven had a piece of veal on his fork, and he admired the smell with his nose. But his ears were not idle, because the sigh of General Francis despere had just fallen, which made him laugh softly.

"Who said we were going to occupy there, but we could grab him all. I said that our "Thunder International" war was for money, and Britain could spend money to rebuild after we robbed it. We, we only have money! As for him to fight with us! Hahaha, Mr. General, this is the craziest and stupidest move I have heard.

What is Thunder International? It is an international mercenary. As long as there are veterans in the world, as long as the Chinese Federation is willing to sell us weapons, I have a strange view. What kind of power can destroy us? The British Empire destroys us. To be honest, I don’t seem to be very qualified when I look at them!"

General Francis desperret was silent. Britain, France and the United States have always seen the relationship between "Thunder International" and the Chinese Federation. They speculated that this is the reason why "Thunder International" can be rampant.

But today, he suddenly discovered that this was a group of international robbers holding open flames. Their base was in the Federation of China, so destroying them was not something that could exist in reality. Unless there was a total war with the Federation of China, it was definitely something that no country in the world would choose.

The problem is that if these robbers cannot be eliminated, they will take advantage of opportunities such as the Iranian king Ahmed Sha to include all British and French colonies in the scope of their robbery.

As for the supplement to Thunder International, I believe that whether it is equipment or personnel, it is not difficult for the world's national arms dealers and the Chinese Federation, which is the world's largest populous country.

The red Count Richthofen ate the veal on the tip of the fork, chewed it with a delicious taste for a moment, and then continued.

"Originally, we had no idea to attack Iraq, because the Chinese Federation could not support us as before. But now that the work of the League of Nations has been completed and Iraq has indeed provided supplies for the Eighth Legion, I don't think it's a problem of breach of contract when we do this!"

When he heard the Red Earl Richterhofen talking about this, his completely insignificant tone. General Franche de Sperre understood that he was not dealing with any country or government army at all, they were a group of international robbers. Unless other countries in the world can unite, it would be a fool to completely eliminate the "Thunder International" secretly supported by the "Federal Chinese" behind it.

The British and French governments have suffered repeated losses because they always treat "Thunder International" as a government or a political group. Let me ask, will he pay attention to you when talking about politics with a gangster boss?

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Just as although Calgorda fell, the British did not want to give up the entire India. Now, although Iran will establish a pro-China regime, they intend to give up the entire fall.

As for fighting the war to the end, it is not that the British dare not. Unfortunately, the surrounded Eighth Legion is already in danger of being cut off.

"Boom..."

The sound of heavy artillery shells flying by in the sky came from the sky.

The British and French soldiers, whether they were armored soldiers or infantry, were all crowded in the trenches. They originally thought they could penetrate the opponent's defense system, did not prepare any "fast front" for themselves. Even with this idea, they marched from the desert, could not carry more supplies.

"Boom, boom..."

The violent explosion exuded a strong air, and the shock of the shells even trembled. The soldiers huddled in the fox pits squeezed the earth body on the soil, as if as long as it could melt, all dangers would disappear.

However, what an unrealistic idea was this in the war. One tank division and three armored divisions of the British and French Eighth Legion squeezed together, enduring the opponent's shelling day and night.

Montgomery, lying on a stretcher, listened to the explosion outside helplessly. He knew that the other party did not want to rely on heavy artillery to kill all the Eighth Legion.

"All they are doing is trying to destroy our morale and eventually the armored forces of these four divisions are completely disintegrated! This is really a unique method, at least a more humane method than sacrificing human lives!"

From when, Montgomery felt that he had become too concerned about human life.

"Probably this is because our food, medicine, oil, and ammunition are almost exhausted."

In his somewhat trance due to his injury, he seemed to see his soldiers surviving in fox pits and temporary excavation bunkers.

"How could this war be fought to this point!"

He questioned himself painfully, or thought in his heart that all this was necessary to take some responsibility.

"Or it was our attack too fierce, or we didn't notice the whereabouts of the opponent's armored troops!"

When the battle against the opponent's empty base just began, he had questions in his heart, and even his questions had reached the French general who was in command. However, no effort could reverse the situation, and the opponent's detour was really surprising.

The Eighth Legion on the current line understood that when they came, they were already surrounded. In the sky, there were black "little demons" and heavy artillery shells. Whenever a shell fell, armored vehicles or tanks would turn over and be blown into pieces.
Chapter completed!