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Chapter 792 Chapter 792 The Dead General
"Come on! Come on!" The adjutant hugged Feng Kezhi, who had passed out, and called loudly: "The general is injured! Call the doctor quickly! Go!"

The door behind him was kicked open again, and the sound didn't sound like something Dahua soldiers dared to do.

The startled adjutant turned his head quickly, and what he saw was a soldier in a uniform he had never seen before.The opponent has complicated armor and various pockets on his chest, which looks very bloated, completely different from Dahua's soldiers.

What frightened him even more was that the soldier who rushed in had a mask on his face, with a skull's chin painted on it. Under the slightly dim light, he looked like a ghost in a military uniform and a steel helmet.

"Put down the weapon in your hand!" The other party was holding an assault rifle with a short barrel, and pointed the black muzzle at the adjutant, without letting down his vigilance at all.

The adjutant knew that his pistol was actually out of bullets. He had just fired his bullets at the killer who rushed in, and now his pistol magazine was empty.

So he tactfully threw the gun out of his hand, and continued to cry loudly, "Quick! He's General Feng Kezhi! He's been shot! Help him!"

The soldier got out of the way, and another soldier came in from the door. The two separated from each other, and scanned the room vigilantly.

The third person who came in was a person who looked like a small captain. He put down the assault rifle in his hand, walked around the table, kicked away the exquisite pistol in Feng Kezhi's hand, and knelt down on one knee after confirming his safety. down.

Looking at the gunshot wound on Feng Kezhi's body, his expression was also very serious: "He bleeds a lot, and the gunshot wound is very serious."

"Save him, he is General Feng Kezhi! He is a very important general! If you save him, it will definitely be useful." The adjutant didn't care too much, and directly revealed his identity, trying to make those who don't know his origin Some people saved Feng Kezhi's life.

Although he didn't know where these people came from, judging from the way they entered the house, they didn't come to kill Feng Kezhi, so he could only grasp at the last straw.

"Medical soldier! Medical soldier!" The squad leader raised his head and shouted loudly towards the door, and the two soldiers at the door also helped to call, and soon a soldier with a huge luggage ran into the room.

Unlike other soldiers, his weapon is a dark submachine gun that has never been seen on the front line. The magazine is very thin, and its appearance can be easily distinguished from the Type 56 assault rifle.

Compared with other soldiers who still had a pistol at their waists, this soldier who came in later was not equipped with a pistol. It seemed that the weapons had been streamlined a lot.

He ran all the way to Feng Kezhi's side, knelt down on one knee, and immediately reached out to touch the bleeding hole in Feng Kezhi's abdomen: "The liver was not injured... very lucky..."

Bright red blood was flowing from his fingertips, but this ordinary-looking soldier was actually very calm.As if he was already used to life and death, his fingers groped in the holes in Feng Kezhi's body without any hesitation.

Seeing this scene, Feng Kezhi's adjutant turned pale. Although he usually claimed to be a good man, he had never seen such a tragic scene.

"The bullet didn't penetrate, and there was no wound behind..." As if talking to himself, the medical soldier took out a special tourniquet package from his side pocket while talking: "Tear it off for me. "

He handed the tourniquet to the captain, and then the hand that had been groping in the wound took out an irregularly shaped bullet from Feng Kezhi's abdominal cavity.

Handing the bullet to the adjutant who had already looked dumbfounded, the Tang Army medical soldier ordered without raising his head, "Leave it as a souvenir, and you can show it to someone when he wakes up... This is not a Type 56 bullet." Ah, you didn't hit this person? What are you doing?"

While speaking, he took the gauze from the captain, and he didn't think it was dirty, so he pressed the messy tourniquet on Feng Kezhi's wound with his bloody hands: "The intestines may have been pierced, the abdominal cavity There is bleeding inside, and it must be treated as soon as possible..."

"Hold it for me." He let go of his hand, gave the position to the team leader, and began to check the gunhole in Feng Kezhi's chest again: "Come here and help!"

Hearing his shout, a Tang soldier at the door rushed over immediately, bent down and asked, "I'm here, what do I need?"

"I need you to carry the stretcher." As he spoke, he took off his backpack with his bloody hands, took out some steel pipes from inside, put them together and put them on the camouflage cloth, and then magically formed a stretcher: "He There was a lot of blood, and immediate treatment was needed, and it would be too late, obviously not here, we have to take him away."

"Put him on a stretcher, and call a car if you can... Go back to our field hospital as soon as possible... There's plasma and handy tools over there." He took out another tourniquet and covered it On the wound on Funk's chest.

"Quick! Find a car! Call the headquarters! Say we have found Feng Kezhi, he is injured! He needs medical treatment!" The team leader immediately ordered.

The soldiers at the gate immediately ran out to call for more people to help. They had already controlled the entire headquarters, and the Dahua officers outside had surrendered.

The outside of the headquarters was filled with yellow smoke, and white sheets and tablecloths hung everywhere.The Dahua troops here have stopped resisting, just like the Dahua troops elsewhere.

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"Surrender! We surrender!" After seeing a No. 4 tank crushing half of the low wall, revealing its huge body, the Dahua soldiers on the other side of the ruins raised their hands one after another.

The battle in Fengjiang City began to become fragmented, and the organized resistance had already disintegrated, and the rest were some spontaneous small groups of troops fighting guerrillas.

But they can no longer decide the outcome of this battle: without logistical support, they will soon run out of ammunition, and then lose their ability to fight. They can only choose to surrender or be killed honestly.

From time to time, Il-2 attack planes can be seen circling in the sky, the originally sparse artillery sound gradually subsided, and a large number of Dahua defenders who surrendered can be seen everywhere in Fengjiang City.

Some soldiers squatted on the ground in frustration, sat on the ground, and looked at Tang Jun, who was guarding them with weapons, with numb eyes.

However, some Dahua soldiers looked curiously at the heavy armored vehicles of the Tang army that they had never had time to observe carefully before.

To be honest, compared with the tanks of the Dahua Army, the Tang Army's tanks always have an inexplicable beauty.

These No. 4 tanks have been improved many times. There is a ring of iron around the turret, and there are skirts hanging on both sides of the tank. The sharp edges and corners look very handsome.

Seen from a close distance, these Tang grenadiers are not so vicious. They wear beautiful M35 helmets, and they are also carrying all kinds of equipment in a mess. They are covered in dust and look embarrassed.

The Type 56 assault rifle that Dahua soldiers hated so much is hung behind these Datang soldiers. They have pockets for magazines on their chests, bayonets, water bottles, and food on their belts. Bag and sapper shovel.

The most mouth-watering thing is the food bag of the soldiers of the Tang army. All Dahua soldiers know that it is full of all kinds of delicious food like a treasure bag.

Soldiers of the Tang Army generally have canned food and biscuit rations, as well as instant noodles and candies, as well as chocolate and beef jerky for quick recovery.

In recent months, Tang Jun has even begun to distribute tea bags and fruit juice granules to grassroots soldiers. These are high-end goods that are not available to Dahua officers, and they are good things that every Dahua soldier dreams of.

It's a pity that with the worsening of the battle situation, there are fewer and fewer corpses of soldiers of the Tang army to be found. Dahua soldiers rarely see things that make people drool just by hearing their names.

Interestingly, at this moment, many of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty guarding the captives had a smoking paper roll dangling from their mouths, and because the weather had begun to be cold, many of them were still wearing scarves.

The well-informed Dahua veterans knew that the smoking thing was called a cigarette, and some of them even tried it. The smell was so choking that people coughed all the time, and they didn't know why it was so popular with the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

Many soldiers of the Tang Army still had a colored ribbon hanging on the buttons on their chests. Naturally, this group of Dahua prisoners did not know that it was the ribbon of the White Blade Medal, an honor that many soldiers of the Tang Army defended with their deaths.

A white flag was fluttering in the wind on the City Lord's Mansion in the distance, and soon there were more trucks and more Tang Army soldiers on the street.

No matter how you look at it, this place has been controlled by the Tang army. The battle of Fengjiang is over, or... this war is over.

Just when everyone was getting ready to enjoy the peaceful time after the war, a row of military vehicles drove across the street.

Looking in the direction, these military vehicles are going to the south of Fengjiang City, which was previously controlled by the Tang army. The dragon flag of the Tang Dynasty is flying on the vehicles, and the one opening the way in front of them is actually a de facto armored reconnaissance vehicle.

"Hey! Driving so fast, rushing to reincarnate?" An officer leaning on the tank fanned the dust rolling in front of him with his hand, squinting his eyes and glanced in the direction of the convoy.

"I don't know which unit it belongs to. Isn't the armored reconnaissance vehicle in front belongs to the reconnaissance battalion of the Ninth Army?" Return it to the Dahua Empire?"

"I don't know, I heard, right? It's out of my control. We just wait for the holidays to go home." I lit a cigarette for myself and looked at Tang Jun, who was marching forward across the road. Grenadier, the officer spat the dust out of his mouth with two poohs.

For them, one good news is enough.The war is over, they don't need to continue to attack westward, they don't need to drive tanks under artillery fire, they don't need to run over trenches and charge ahead, that's enough.

"In my beautiful hometown, there is a good girl! Her pink face is like the red sun, and her beautiful eyes are like the bright moon at night!" The soldiers of the Tang army who were resting on the side of the road with their weapons in their hands began to hum. Sing the ballad.

Many people started humming along, everyone knew... this war is over, and everyone is looking forward to the real arrival of peace.

Teams of Dahua soldiers began to march westward under the supervision of Tang soldiers. They were excited because they already knew that they would be sent back to the Dahua Empire. They would return to their hometown and return alive. around my own family.

Too many people died in this war, and being able to live to see the end of the war is a relief for these grassroots officers and soldiers who have been tortured on the battlefield.

The Dahua commanders who were allowed to wear weapons showed aristocratic demeanor. They carried out the last orders of His Majesty the Emperor, and they did not take any responsibility for this final shameful chaos.

Even after going back, they may still be rewarded, promoted to higher-ranking officers, and become popular in front of the emperor.

So their eyes were bright, and they even had smiles on their faces. It was impossible to tell at all that they were defeated captives, and they just stood beside a group of victors.

The officers of the Tang State who stood beside these Dahua officers were also extremely happy. They had achieved a strategic goal that they had never imagined before, and won a complete victory in the war against the Dahua Empire.

Along the way, they seized Wangchun City, captured Tengyun, captured Nanfengkou, captured the southern oil field... they also captured the northern plains of Chu State, and captured Fengjiang.

They are the victors of this war, so they are entitled to be happy.They are qualified to stand beside Dahua officers, looking down at the ants-like Dahua prisoners with their chins raised.

"This is the third 1 people!" Standing on an off-road vehicle, Tang Jun's division commander with his hands behind his back rubbed his white gloves with his fingers behind his back, and said to General Dahua who was standing next to his car.

This general was not a prisoner, but a general sent by the Great China Empire to take the captives back home.He was very cautious, and when he heard what the general of the enemy country behind him said, he immediately echoed, "That's right, it's the third 1 people."

"According to the agreement, we have to return 13 captives in Fengjiang City. This is the final number, and no mistakes can be made." Tang Jun's division commander watched his subordinates command another group of Dahua captives to start crossing the checkpoint, and continued. .

"You are right." The general of Dahua continued to agree: "Thank you for your generosity, and hope that there will be no more misunderstandings between our two countries, and may peace last forever."

If you lose, you may wish peace forever. If you win, you will dig my ancestral grave!Datang's division commander curled his lips in disdain, and continued to overlook the almost endless Dahua soldiers passing by his jeep.

In front of the checkpoint, the soldiers in charge of statistics were sorting out the forms in their hands, surrounded by soldiers with weapons on their backs, and reporters who kept pressing the shutter of their cameras.

This war is finally over, and this kind of good news will naturally be recorded.The Tang State will also actively promote its own civilization: returning a large number of captives can be called a moral benchmark.

Under the hype, the fact that there are still more than 30 goblin slaves in Tang State and more than 60 Dahua captive laborers has become less glaring.

"His Majesty the Emperor, please confirm a piece of news before I come here. Is it true that General Feng Kezhi of our country... was unfortunately killed in battle?" After a long silence, it seemed that neither of them could be seen When the captive team at the end was attracted, the general of the Dahua Empire suddenly asked.

Datang's division commander answered fluently: "Yes, our soldiers rushed into General Feng Kezhi's headquarters and found him dead."

As if he breathed a sigh of relief, the tone of the Dahua general was full of excitement: "That's really a pity, I heard...he committed suicide?"

The death of Feng Kezhi is naturally great news. His Majesty the Emperor will be ecstatic if he brings this news back to the Dahua Empire.

In a sense, the death of Feng Kezhi, for Zhao Kai, the emperor of the Dahua Empire, even made the defeat of the war against Tang less sad.

But although Feng Kezhi was indeed dead, the cause of his death was that he was shot twice in the body and was assassinated before Tang Jun arrived, so it doesn't sound good to spread the news, does it?

That's why the Dahua general tentatively asked this question, hoping that Tang Guo would help make Feng Kezhi's death a decent one.

Tang Guo's teacher's face was already full of disdainful smiles, but he finally said: "It is true. As the general said, General Feng Kezhi is loyal and abiding, and he does not want to insult the kindness of His Majesty the Emperor of your country. Before our army broke through his headquarters, he shot himself."

"That's...very good." After hearing Tang Guo's answer, he simply stopped pretending, and the Dahua general said with a smile on his face: "The emperor of our country will definitely be very pleased."

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In a well-established building in Fengjiang City, bright sunlight penetrated through the spacious floor-to-ceiling windows, and Feng Kezhi slowly opened his eyes on the clean bed.

"Hiss..." He could feel the pain coming from his chest and abdomen, and just about to struggle to sit up, the wound became even more painful, which made him gasp subconsciously.

The man who was sitting by the bed holding a copy of "The Impact of Infantry Communication Technology Progress" fascinated heard the sound, raised his head, and smiled: "Are you awake?"

"I...how long have I been in a coma?" Feng Kezhi looked at the other party, and saw that the other party had curly hair that was not black, and a face that was obviously not Chinese.

After closing the book and putting the book on the bedside table, the man from the Eastern Continent replied: "Three days, you were in a coma for three days. You are in good health. The doctors said that an ordinary person might have died, but you Made it through."

"It's better to die." Feng Kezhi looked away and looked out the window.There is no good scenery there, only a ruined wall.

Not all houses will hold up in an urban street battle, especially in a city like Toyoe where many buildings are made of wood.

The building outside the window was hit by shells and turned into ruins. Only a few wooden pillars and a corner remained on the ruins.

This is the first floor, and the ruins on the opposite side can be seen, which proves that the courtyard wall outside this room has also collapsed.Feng Kezhi looked at the ruins in front of him, silently waiting for the man behind him to speak.

"It's a good thing to be alive." Sitting beside Feng Kezhi's bed, Bolton crossed his legs and told the nurse on standby outside the door: "He's awake, prepare something to eat, follow your rules."

"Who are you?" Feng Kezhi turned his head again.

"My name is Bolton." Bolton simply introduced himself.In fact, he really doesn't need to introduce himself in too much detail. The name Bolton is well-known in Dorne, and it is definitely well-known in the Dahua Empire.

Feng Kezhi has studied many Tang generals, and Bolton and Strauss are definitely the focus of his research.

"I've heard about you for a long time." Feng Kezhi squeezed out a painful smile: "I didn't expect to see you in person."

"I didn't expect to meet Feng Kezhi, the great general of the Great China Empire, so soon." Bolton was not arrogant: "We are now acquaintances."

"Indeed." Feng Kezhi agreed with Bolton's statement, and then asked a question that made him a little nervous: "You...why, save me?"

"In fact, we didn't save you, Mr. Feng Kezhi. According to the official records, you are already dead. We announced the news of your suicide, and the Dahua Empire also agreed with this statement." Bolton looked into Feng Kezhi's eyes , said in a relatively relaxed tone: "Now the dead General Feng Kezhi has been extremely honored and has become the loyal and brave Duke of Dahua who is admired by thousands of people in the Dahua Empire."

"Loyalty...yong...that's really...sarcasm." Feng Kezhi's expression became exciting, with self-mockery in frustration, and a smile in bitterness.

"Anyway, you are the Duke of the state, don't be so sad." Bolton is not very good at comforting others: "You can change your name now, anyway, you won't be able to get out of bed for the time being, why don't you think carefully and choose a nice name for yourself .”

"Okay." Feng Kezhi agreed without being pretentious.

Bolton was taken aback for a moment, and then he grinned: "You are very interesting, heal your injury, our... His Majesty the Emperor still wants to see you."

"Emperor?" Feng Kezhi muttered something before he realized it—the Tang Kingdom had become the victor this time, so it was only natural for the Tang Kingdom to become the Great Tang Empire.

Then, Tang Mo, the king of the Tang Kingdom whom they had always called a traitor before, would naturally become His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Empire admired by all.

"Okay!" Feng Kezhi nodded with the greatest movement he could make.

"Then take care of your wounds! I won't bother you. Mr. Feng..." Bolton stood up and reached for the book "The Impact of Infantry Communication Technology Advances" on the bedside table

"Can you keep this book for me to read?" Feng Kezhi asked suddenly.

Bolton was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand: "That's fine! It's a new version of the textbook. I hope Mr. Feng will comment on it after reading it."

"I don't dare, I just want to see how I lost." Feng Kezhi explained to Bolton: "I'm very curious, I want to know, otherwise I won't feel at ease for the rest of my life."

(End of this chapter)