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Chapter 237: The Alliance of the Free Republics is Unbreakable
"Captain, whose husbands, whose fathers, whose friends are they?"

When Aleshev heard the sigh of one of his new soldiers, his originally cold heart was touched.

War is war and that has never changed.

If I die here, I will probably be like them, lying here for months, years, or even forever, with no one coming to collect my body.

"The Davari clan, they finally returned to the earth. I hope that in the future, the victorious world will remember these innocent people."

"After this war is over, I hope future generations can learn some lessons from it." Alexei patted the soldier on the shoulder and spoke to comfort him.

"Captain, will anyone remember them in the future?"

"Davri, yes, it will definitely happen!" Alexei said with emotion.

He knew very well in his heart that no matter how many nice words he said, he could not bring back the lives that were lost.

My own comfort is only comforting those who are still alive.

It is the politicians who are wrong, not the soldiers, but it is the ordinary people who will ultimately bear the brunt of all this.

The squad leader of the kitchen squad, Vavilic, operated a large swarm of drones and observed the situation on the surrounding battlefield.

When he came to report the situation, he heard the battalion commander sigh, saying: "When the Dawali clan prospered, the people suffered; when they perished, the people suffered."

"Poor Eastern European roadside bones, they are still the dream lovers of the boudoir. Be thankful that we are still alive and have the opportunity to sigh here."

Alexeyk listened to what Vavelich said and asked in surprise: "Old squad leader, when did you become a philosopher?"

"Mr. Davari, I wish I could say something like this. Those are famous sayings from the Rabbit family's sages. They make sense, don't they?" Vavilic rolled his eyes and said.

Alexeyk heard this, smiled and nodded.

He casually took out a pen and wrote the two famous quotes on the notebook he carried with him.

The Rabbit family has a history of 5,000 years, and has only been fighting for more than 4,000 years. It is not surprising that a fighting nation like them would have such philosophical sighs.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly. Our goal today is to occupy the Bukhara village ahead." After Alexeyk finished writing, he put away his diary and gave the order.

Habla Village has no strategic position, but it is very famous on the Internet and is often ranked first on the list of the top ten most beautiful scenery in Ermao.

There is a primeval forest around this village called Crimea.

According to reliable intelligence, there is a battalion of two Maos stationed in Habla Village, of which a company is stationed in the Crimea Forest to defend the periphery.

After Alexeyk's battalion cleaned up the battlefield, they collected the remains of all the dead, classified them according to their camps, and buried them together.

Although the cemetery was not very luxurious, at least everyone was buried in peace, and there was also a simple cross customized with wooden boards.

Soon, everyone boarded a three-wheeled troop carrier and quickly maneuvered to the outskirts of the Crimea Forest.

According to the intelligence, there should be a company of Ermao soldiers stationed here, but the forest is surprisingly quiet at the moment.

Alexey sent a squad of soldiers to infiltrate the area for reconnaissance and obtained surprising information.

The Ermao soldiers in the forest had already retreated, and their positions had been destroyed by their own air force and artillery. Apart from the corpses, all that remained was a pile of scattered weapons and ammunition.

"Davari, clean up the battlefield and pay attention to the booby traps set by the enemy." Alexeyk gave the order helplessly.

After half an hour.

The soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield made a new discovery and immediately reported it to their superiors.

They found a Ermao soldier with multiple injuries in the individual pit outside the position.

The man's wound was simply bandaged and when he was found, he was leaning against a tree to rest. When he was found, there were several disposable rocket launchers beside him.

Alexei rushed over, looked at the man, and asked in surprise: "Still alive?"

"Yes?"

He looked in the direction this person was looking and found his own convoy parked not far ahead, which made him even more confused.

"Why didn't you shoot at our three-wheeled personnel carrier? Where are your weapons?"

The soldier didn't move, still leaning against the tree, and replied, "I tried, but I couldn't shoot."

"Those rocket launchers are placed on the left." Alexek glanced at the rocket launchers on the left and the corners of his mouth twitched.

These are all the equipment currently in service in the United States. If they are hit by one bullet at such a close distance, not to mention the tricycles, even the tanks would be scrapped on the spot.

This guy is such an honest man, he just says whatever he wants!

He picked up the rocket launchers, kicked the wounded soldier, and asked, "Are these rocket launchers broken?"

"No, I enlisted in the army a month ago and have not received any relevant training, so I don't know how to operate it." The wounded soldier groaned and then explained honestly.

Alexei Khushi felt that this answer was somewhat unexpected, yet also reasonable.

He remembered a famous Italian joke from World War II.

The Allies entered the Italian positions and asked why the other side surrendered without firing a shot.

The explanation given by the defending commander: "We have run out of ammunition and food!"

But their positions were piled with huge amounts of unopened weapons and ammunition.

The Allied Forces questioned, "Isn't this weapons and ammunition?"

The Italian commander replied confidently: "We don't have a crowbar, we can't open it!"

Alexek looked at the injured guy in front of him, and his heart softened for a moment. He asked, "What about your comrades? Why didn't you take them with you when you retreated?"

"I was injured and they thought I was a burden, so they left me here to cover their retreat."

"I have already surrendered and I am injured. Please give me a quick death." Ermao's wounded soldier groaned in pain and answered honestly.

Alexei Khek listened to this, but felt angry and helpless.

Sending these untrained recruits to the front line, isn't this a disregard for human life?

Even if they are used as frontline babies, they still have to undergo the most basic military training!

"Dawali clan, although we are enemies, we are compatriots after all."

"As long as you surrender, we will give you the most basic prisoner-of-war treatment in accordance with the Geneva Agreement."

"Are you still able to move? Get up. I'll carry you on my back to find the conscripts." Alexek asked after checking the man's injuries.

Ermao's wounded soldier asked in surprise: "Dawali?"

"Sir? Aren't we all going to be executed on the spot after we're captured?"

"We've all seen your hammering punishment. They fix the head to the wall and smash it with a hammer."

"Davri, those are the treatments that Nazis receive, not you."

The wounded soldier Ermao lay on Alesk's back. Thinking of his comrades who had abandoned him, his eyes turned red and he burst into tears.

"Dawali, why are you crying?"

"We were compatriots once, and the battlefield is a battlefield. It is my duty to save you!"

"Do you know how to sing the Soviet national anthem? Let's sing together?" Alexeyk said to comfort her.

Ermao's wounded soldier was stunned for a moment and said, "Dawali, of course!"

The two then left the Crimea Forest, singing Soviet songs together.

Their singing stunned everyone present.

"The union of free republics is unbreakable, we great peoples will always be united, long live the great, united Soviet Union created by the will of the people!"

"Ula!"

When the squad leader of the kitchen squad, Vavilic, saw this scene, his eyes also turned red.

"Dawali, don't just stand there, get me the camera, this is great psychological warfare video material!"

(End of this chapter)