Chapter Fifty-eight: The Sadness of the Rabbit and the Fox
After saying this, Dingjila suddenly felt unstoppable sadness in his heart and sighed: Why did you forget that you are no longer a Bushman, you are just a traitor who is shameless.
Manguregi did not hear the abnormality in Dingjira's voice. He just felt like a sword was hanging on his head. Time could no longer allow him to hesitate. He said helplessly: "Okay, I'll go right away.
I hope there is still time to arrange it” After saying that, without waiting for Dingjila over there, Mangureji has already put down the sending machine
He was not anxious to surrender, but he didn't want the other party to hear the last defeat in his tone and fought for most of his life. This was the first time he was forced into a situation where he had no way out. He even had the opportunity to give him a condition.
Fortunately, we can save so many people's lives. The other party also considered the blockade of news. As long as you are still alive, you may still have a day to meet your family.
He turned his head and was about to issue an order, but found that the communication officer had already brought the confidants he was looking for. All of them were waiting behind him. Manguregi looked at the communication officer angry and helplessly. The communication officer replied to him.
, also with a helpless look on his face
On the previous round of artillery, six mortar shells without fuses were smashed on the head of the Northern Army, except for two people with bad luck who were seriously injured, everyone else was safe but these two
The serious injury of the individual also made everyone realize the situation in front of them clearly
The performance of those officers loyal to Masuali surprised Mangureji not only did not cause trouble for Mangureji, but also reported a telegram report that the landing troops had lost their losses and used the news of the annihilation of the entire army to deceive Masua.
Ali's idea is like this. Whether it is Mangureji and others, or they, the chance of protecting their family is much greater. As for what will happen to their family after hearing the bad news of their death in battle, they no longer care about it.
There is a day when we live. As a person who has to accept the arrangement of fate, living is a great blessing.
Seeing that all the Northern Army had put down their weapons and officers came out to organize their teams, Zhou Jiping, who was observing the battle situation on the mountain, finally relaxed. Only when these people were solved in time could other work be carried out smoothly.
"Zhong Wei, Zorick, how are you preparing for the following things?" Zhou Jiping held a telescope in his hand and asked the two people around him leisurely.
"The equipment situation on my side is no longer a problem, but it has not been debugged. I'm afraid the insurance coefficient in the first round is not large." Zhong Weixian replied, roughly explaining his current work situation
The reason why Zhou Jiping took a huge risk to put the enemy in is to fight such an ambush to prepare enough adjustment and preparation time for the "oil workers" on Zhong Wei. After all, those special weapons require time to be installed and
debug
"Zorick, where are you?" Zhou Jiping continued to look at the scenery and asked Zorick without looking back. That kind of commander-in-chief style is really a bit conceived.
"The team of troops is in place, and is ready to deal with the attack that will happen at any time. The Elder Muba has been transferred. But... will that happen like that really happen?" Zorick asked suspiciously, referring to the whole thing.
When Gro's relocation work, Zhou Jiping was worried that Masua Li was hopelessly crazy, so he turned to Engroli. If there were shells hit Engro's residential area, the casualties would be great.
"It's better if it doesn't happen! I wish Masu Ali would withdraw his troops and everyone is at peace." Zhou Ji said lightly, and his tone seemed a little dissatisfied with Zorick's suspicion of his battle plan.
"Report!" A communication soldier came over to report that Zhong Wei and Zorick both made way wisely, and asked the communication soldier to directly report the situation to Zhou Jiping.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Jiping asked
"The prisoners of war made a special request to bury the soldier trapped by the pine lightning," the correspondent soldier reported
"Oh?" Zhou Jiping's curiosity suddenly arose, "Did they say why?"
"They said: The soldier named Xiwen could have been immortal, and he could bring smiles to everyone when everyone was desperate, so they wanted to bury him." The communication soldier replied
"The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, it's interesting. Agree. Zorick, please arrange it." Zhou Jiping ordered that Zhou Jiping had no reason not to agree, let alone why not do things that would take the opportunity to win favors?
Just as the minefield mines were lifted out, the soldiers of the Moda Valley regiment were already spontaneously rescuing Xiwen's body.
Without using engineer tools, they wanted to stab the ground with a gun to dig a ditch, and then use their backpack to pull Xiwen's body into the ditch to Zorik arranges Dabala to arrive at the scene, Moda Valley's group's
The soldier is fucking silently
"What are you doing?" Dabala asked with several victorious pride
"I dug the ditch in a while and pull him into the ditch. Wouldn't it be safe for him?" Seeing Dabala speaking like an officer, the soldiers of the Moda Valley Group stopped and were cowardly.
And he looked firmly at Dabara
"Don't do this! What if the rope is not fast enough in a while, his body is different and will be destroyed by a mine?" Dabala came prepared, of course he had to take the opportunity to show off.
"How do you do it?" Seeing Dabala thinking about the bodies of their comrades, the soldiers of the Moda Valley regiment felt that Dabala raised his fingers proudly and liked him a lot.
"Come on, you, you, and you, come and find a big stone. Look, just that one over there." Dabala pointed to a big stone of seventy or eighty kilograms not far away and ordered a few prisoners of war.
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When the prisoners of war lifted the stone closer, Dabala had already squatted down and began to touch Xiwen's body.
"Oh, here," Dabala said to herself, and as she spoke, she stood on the cover of the thunderbolt "Come on, I'll stand, remove him." After Dabala stood firm,
Pointing to Xiwen's corpse,
Seeing that Dabala actually stood up in person, the onlookers could not help but respect Dabalaton. A few people hurried over and moved Xiwen's body to the side carefully and then a prisoner of war came forward and said, "Your Excellency,
I'll do it."
Dabala pushed the prisoner away and said, "What are you so polite? If something goes wrong, come on, just move the stone over?"