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Chapter 182 Slavs Don’t Fight Slavs
Antip frowned, immediately took the soldier's phone and clicked on the TikTok video.

This Douyin video has a high number of views. The current battle situation in Hongxing Village has attracted much attention, and various videos are circulated every day.

A few days ago, a video about the poor logistics and food on our side received a lot of attention and received more than 100,000 likes.

The video on the other side now has a lot of likes, and it has exceeded 10,000 in just a short while. The words in the comment section are even more heartbreaking.

[Not bad, not bad, the food at the front is better than what I had in the rear.]

[A few days ago, I was watching the video of the other side, eating bread with great difficulty, I didn’t expect that the food here is so good. ]

[Swarm drones deliver meals. It turns out that pie in the sky is real! ]

[I don't understand why they don't equip their troops with drones. Is it because they don't have any? ]

[Drone food delivery. I used to envy the flower-growing family next door. I never thought we would have one too.]

[Hahaha, why not give some to the other side as well, to make them jealous.]

[It's a murderous move, I suggest just sending one to the other side, let their captain have a taste, and everyone else will watch eagerly. ]

Antip angrily closed the comment section, then slammed his phone on the table and said, "Tell the rear that tomorrow, tomorrow I will ask for Eagle Sauce's MRE individual rations."

"If they don't deliver it, then let the masters in the rear guard this damned fighting force!"

“Also, we want our own drones, and we want hot meals!”

His words immediately resonated with everyone present. The signalman no longer had the appetite to eat and immediately began to contact the rear.

When these two videos were uploaded to the domestic Internet, all the spectators on the Internet were stunned.

[No, this video from the front line, how did it get circulated, did they shoot it themselves? ]

[It's really outrageous. You can still use your phone on the front line. Are you not afraid of being shot through the network cable? ]

[This is outrageous. Blue Star's excellent matching mechanism is really balanced. They actually matched these two guys together.]

[It's really a murderous move. I think Da Mao could shout: Dawari, stop fighting and come over to eat hot dumplings.]

[Drones deliver meals, drones deliver ammunition, the kitchen staff are really not ordinary people. ]

[How inhumane! Eating four dishes and a soup while chewing dry bread. If the front line saw this, wouldn't the morale of the army collapse? ]

After finishing his meal, the Mao Company Commander Alexey was browsing Douyin when he suddenly received a comment from a friend on the Flower Growers website.

He also remembered the video on the other side that complained about black bread and began to fall into deep thought.

"That's right. Next time you deliver food, send a hundred more. They're not for us to eat, but for the other side."

"Dawali, are you crazy? I'm just feeding the dogs, I won't give them food!"

Alexeyk listened to the cook's angry scolding and explained, "After all, they were once our compatriots. I think we can try to win them over."

"Although we haven't had this kind of case, the flower growers have, and the results are very good."

"With just one meal, we were able to defeat an entire regiment. If we can avoid fighting, that would be the best option."

When the dissatisfied cook heard this, he sighed and agreed to the proposal.

soon.

At dinner time.

There was an extra loudspeaker on the Mao front line, and hundreds of meals were placed outside the trenches.

Alexek took the speech manuscript that he had copied from the flower grower and revised it, and at this moment he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

He touched his nose and began to shout: "Dawali clan, we are all your compatriots on the other side."

"We are all Slavs. We feel very uncomfortable with the situation now."

"Your logistics supplies cannot be delivered, and you haven't had a hot meal for a long time."

"This time, I specially left a hundred servings of hot meals for you, four dishes and one soup. How about you send someone to get them?"

"Today's menu is cabbage soup, fried pies, grilled sausages, fried salmon, and Olivier salad."

Listening to the shouting from the other side, Antip could not help but curse: "You think you can bribe us with a meal?" After he finished cursing, he looked at the soldiers in the command center who were obviously moved, and immediately took out his gun.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

"It's just a meal, Captain, do you think we will rebel?"

"We are loyal to our motherland. Besides, black bread and canned meat are also delicious."

Seeing this, the soldiers at the command center immediately began to explain.

Alexeyk shouted for a long time, but there was no movement from the opposite side. He thought his psychological warfare tactics had failed.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, put down the phone, and was about to eat when someone outside the command center suddenly shouted "report".

Followed by.

Two ordinary soldiers were brought in under escort.

"Company commander, they are here to surrender and would like to ask if we have four dishes and one soup and whether they are hot. What should we do?" asked a platoon leader.

At the front line where the two sides were in contact, indeed no one defected, but in places further away, because of the distance from Ermao's command post and weak control, some people were still tempted.

Alexek looked at the soldier opposite, recalling what the flower grower did and imitating him.

He immediately put down the lunch box in his hand, stood up, held the two of them with both hands, and said enthusiastically: "Dawali, haven't you had a hot meal for a long time?"

"Come, we have some here, and there's plenty of it. Eat first and talk later."

After he finished speaking, he stuffed his lunch box into the hands of one of them. Seeing this, the staff officer at the command center also stuffed his lunch box over.

The Mao soldiers watched the two men eat voraciously and couldn't help but shake their heads.

How bad are the other side's logistical supplies that they could let people starve to this extent?
The two of them made six box lunches, and only when they could not eat any more and burped did they pick up the sauerkraut soup to eat.

Seeing this, Alexei K smiled and said, "Davri, we are all compatriots."

"Slavs don't fight Slavs. Can you help me shout and ask our compatriots on the other side to come over and eat?"

The two men scratched their heads, as if they had made up their minds, and said, "Okay, but we ask that you keep our identities secret."

"After the war, we won't go back. We will stay here with you and bring our families over."

"Dawali, no problem, of course no problem."

"We have policies. If you come here, we will guarantee you a job, housing, and a bonus. This will completely solve your worries."

"We also need legal identity!" The two Ermao soldiers looked at each other and emphasized.

Alexeyk could smile: "Of course, Davari, we are compatriots, legal status, of course there is no problem."

The two men stood up, picked up the microphone, and began shouting to their original positions.

"Dawali clan, we were caught and brought to the frontline. We sacrificed our lives in vain and could not even get a full meal."

"These are our compatriots too. Slavs don't fight Slavs."

"Our compatriots said that they could give us legal status in Da Mao, and guarantee us jobs and housing. We have everything we don't have in the country."

When Antip heard the familiar voices shouting from the other side, he immediately recognized that it was someone from his own company.

He took a deep breath and immediately understood the meaning of the phrase "killing someone and destroying their heart".

"Blow up the loudspeaker on the other side. It's a lie. Don't believe it. After you get past it, you will end up in cold Siberia!"

"We have been fighting for so long, and both sides have blood debts on their hands. Do you really think they will give you such good treatment?"

"There is only one way ahead of us, and that is to hold on, win, and take back everything that belongs to us!"

Antip said this to encourage his soldiers, but after he finished speaking, he looked at the looks in everyone's eyes and began to feel guilty.

That night, the two sides fought on the front line.

More than 30 people from a company of Ermao Hongxing Village ran away to Damao, which accounted for a full quarter of the total number of people in the company.

(End of this chapter)