Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 1861 Chapter 1862 Supervisory Team

"There is absolutely no need for us to continue fighting like this." The young soldier said as he moved with difficulty, trying to find a slightly safer bunker.

It was really cramped, and the hastily constructed barricades were simply a smelly garbage dump. It doesn't matter if it doesn't taste good, the space for hiding people is pitifully small. There is muddy water, rubble and broken bricks, cracked sandbags, and of course all kinds of domestic garbage.

"Don't the Tang Empire treat prisoners preferentially? Why don't we surrender?" His voice trembled slightly, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat, full of despair.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the crumbling building in the distance. It used to be their position, but now it has become a nightmare in their hearts.

Fear was like a cold snake, wrapping tightly around his heart and making him almost breathless. He clenched the rifle in his hand, his palms filled with sweat. The cold metal made him more aware that he was in danger.

"I don't know why I can't surrender." The voice of another veteran was low and weak, as if he had lost all hope. He lowered his head feebly, letting the dust on his helmet fall down: "The supervising team behind knows, otherwise you Go and ask them?"

After saying this, he raised his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying at the young soldier, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes.

"Damn it, shall I ask them about those devils?" The young soldier shook his head violently, with deep fear on his face: "It's not like you don't know that those who supervise the battle team are all vicious, like It’s an evil spirit crawling out of hell!”

"Do you still know that those people are devils?" The older soldier sneered, his tone full of bitterness and helplessness: "They never kill their own people without mercy. If you have a chance, you can surrender, but go ahead like this now , he will definitely be beaten to death from behind by his own people.”

In the past two days, they have seen more than one soldier choose to surrender because of fear or being unable to bear the torture of the battlefield. Many people raised their hands and were shot by the supervisors behind them. Sometimes, the supervising team executed more soldiers than the Tang army killed.

"These bastards." The young soldier cursed in a low voice, his eyes full of anger and despair: "Aren't they worried about themselves? Aren't they afraid of death?"

He tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white from excessive exertion. In the distance, the dilapidated building stood quietly, as if silently mocking their helplessness and despair.

In the same two days, they also witnessed a fight between soldiers who were about to surrender and the supervising team: first, the soldiers who wanted to surrender killed two veterans of the supervising team, and then other members of the supervising team were killed. Seven or eight lunatics ready to surrender. That day, their own people were killed in the position and a river of blood flowed. Then the Tang army occupied their position.

The remaining soldiers of the Lions Empire ran to this place like a group of bereaved dogs. They finally stabilized their position, and their morale was already as low as it could be.

Having said that, the entire Jade City is now crumbling. The Tang army was systematically dividing up the stubborn coalition forces surrounding the city. The casualties of the coalition forces are increasing every day, and the war situation is getting worse day by day.

Anyone who understands knows that the winner has long been decided, and what is left now is just a group of completely crazy lunatics struggling to their death.

"I don't know if they are afraid of death." The older soldier lowered his voice and looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one supervising the team was nearby before continuing: "Did you see the leaflet that Tang Jun sent yesterday? ?”

He was talking about some beautifully printed leaflets that the Tang Army hit the coalition defensive positions yesterday. These leaflets came from the printing factory in Bunas City. They were made from local materials and were exquisitely crafted. The content on them was also very targeted.

"Are you talking about that piece of paper that is so hard that you can't even use it to wipe your butt? The painting on it is quite interesting. The dog wears a helmet of our battle team." The young soldier was slightly startled. , those brightly colored flyers come to mind.

"Of course I have seen it, but..." He scratched his head in embarrassment, his cheeks were slightly red, like a child who had done something wrong, his eyes were wandering, and he did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the veteran: "I don't know the words very well. ”

The literacy rate of the Lions Empire itself has not increased significantly in recent years. Now as the war progresses, the quality of the soldiers has dropped even more. Today, among the top soldiers of the Lions Empire, not many are literate.

"Humph, you are just an ignorant idiot!" The older soldier glared at him with hatred. His rough face was covered with traces of time, and there was a trace of hatred in his deep eyes. Steel's helplessness.

"I asked you to recognize a few more words. You'd be better off. You know how to eat, drink, and have fun all day long, and you can't even remember a single word!" He spat bitterly, and his tone was full of resentment: "Now Well, we can’t even understand the way Tang Jun pointed out to us!”

"You, do you understand?" The young soldier scratched his head in embarrassment, a blush of embarrassment appeared on his dark face, his eyes were full of curiosity, and there was a hint of hope in his tone: "Then what is written on it? ? Are you trying to persuade us to surrender again?"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eyes full of helplessness and bitterness: "If we had a way, we would have surrendered long ago... aren't they wasting their time?"

"I, I asked a few people before I found out." The older soldier lowered his voice and looked around vigilantly to confirm that no one supervising the team was nearby before continuing: "That was the Tang Army threatening those people. Flyer for the Supervisory Team.”

"Tang Jun? Why did Tang Jun threaten those supervising teams?" The young soldier was even more confused: "Those supervising teams are from our side. Can Tang Jun still control them?"

"In order to let them consider the consequences clearly." The older soldier lowered his voice, imitating the tone of the Tang Army's leaflet, and said word for word: "The Tang Army's leaflet said that if the person supervising the team is caught If a prisoner identifies him as having killed a Lions soldier who wanted to surrender, he will definitely be hanged."

He paused, observed the expression of the young soldier, and then said: "However, if the supervising team takes the lead in surrendering, perhaps they can be treated leniently, and at least their lives can be saved."

He pretended to sigh, seeming to feel sorry for those who were supervising the battle team...but it could be seen from his expression that he was now gloating. "Then what if the people who supervise the battle team beat me to death..." The young soldier was excited for a moment, but then he suddenly realized something. Then his voice trembled, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he asked the veteran beside him He said: "Then surrender... Then where can I go to reason?" He asked very seriously. After asking, he gritted his teeth and held the rifle tightly with both hands, as if waiting for an answer that could comfort him. .

"What the **** are you thinking about?" The older soldier glanced at him with a dumbfounded look, and shook his head helplessly: "How could you think of such a thing? Those who supervise the team want you to live longer. A little while so they can live a little longer.”

In fact, those who supervise the battle team will not easily execute the soldiers in front, because if all the cannon fodder in front die, they and the battle team will become the new cannon fodder.

The problem is that they also have a team of supervisors behind them. As long as they become cannon fodder, those crazier lunatics will definitely do the same thing.

He raised his head and looked around cautiously, and happened to see a few soldiers from the supervising team carrying submachine guns coming to inspect the position. So he lowered his voice and reminded his companions not to continue talking nonsense: "Stop talking, those **** are here again."

The few soldiers who came over to supervise the battle team heard his words and scolded in a low voice with dissatisfaction: "What are you muttering over there? Has anyone kept the leaflets sent by the Tang Army yesterday? If so, please hand them over as soon as possible." come out!"

"I, everything I picked up has been handed over to you." The recruit became nervous when he saw the fierce-looking supervising team, as if he had really done something wrong.

There was nothing the fierce-looking soldiers in the supervising team could do. If they didn't try hard to look like they were not to be trifled with and were always vigilant about grabbing their weapons, they would most likely be killed on the spot by the frontline soldiers.

Their current situation is very much like that of the police in the Lighthouse Country, patrolling the streets full of guns. If they are not so smart, they may risk their lives here.

"I, I don't have any more here." The veteran turned through his pockets skillfully to show that he did not hide the things thrown by Tang Jun.

Immediately afterwards, he added trouble to the patrol team supervisor: "Brother, we didn't give out any decent food yesterday. Look, I don't have anything. When will the supplies arrive?"

Raising supply issues at this time in a place like this is obviously a very effective way to drive away guests. The expressions of the few soldiers who came to inspect the position immediately became embarrassed.

There was no way, they could no longer maintain adequate supplies for all the troops, so many troops fighting on the front line could only find their own food in the ruins.

Ammunition can still be delivered from time to time due to combat needs, and food and medicine have become precious resources. The medical soldiers without medicine can only watch the wounded helpless, and the soldiers who are not full are unlikely to starve and risk their lives against the Tang Army soldiers on the opposite side... Therefore, the speed of the collapse of the Lions and Dorne coalition is getting faster and faster. Soon.

"We don't know, but it should be soon. If you have spare food, you are allowed to eat one-third first." The officer leading the team frowned impatiently, because he was too familiar with these things A veteran on the battlefield.

If the other party was willing to kill one of his own people, he might have been transferred to the war supervising team long ago. His side is in urgent need of such experienced talents, and the treatment is slightly better than that of the front-line combat troops.

At least their weapons are all powerful submachine guns for melee combat, and their food is somewhat guaranteed - the supervising team will share the supplies first when they are delivered, so they will definitely keep a little more for themselves.

But obviously, this veteran is unwilling to shoot his own people, so he is still serving on the front line... This kind of person is the most slippery, he can always run away during a fight, and he can ensure that he is not a deserter and will not be easily Forced into a desperate situation.

"Didn't our spare food run out a few days ago? They haven't replenished it for us." The veteran looked like he was looking for someone to pour out his troubles to.

"Okay, I will report the situation here to the regiment headquarters." The officer supervising the battle team responded in a routine manner, and then led the people along the uncomfortable trench to the other end.

There was a hidden machine gun position over there. The shooter and deputy shooter were sitting next to the machine gun. The two people didn't even get up when they saw the supervising team approaching. The supervising team usually wouldn't cause trouble to the machine gun team.

On the one hand, the soldiers in the machine gun team are all veterans with relatively high combat effectiveness and will not surrender easily. On the other hand, it was also because the machine gun crews were the targets of the Tang Army's snipers. They were often lost during the fight and had little chance of surrender.

Sure enough, several soldiers from the supervising team bypassed the machine gun team and disappeared into the corner of the trench.

The clear and short sound of artillery fire from the Tang Army came from the distance. Several artillery shells landed almost at the same time, and then there was no sound. Everyone knows that once such gunfire is heard, it means that another Jade City defender's position is finished.

Today, none of the Lions soldiers in this position are waiting for their supplies. They did not wait for food, nor for ammunition supplies, nor even for the Tang army's attack.

Also today, more than 3,000 coalition soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Tang army in the outskirts of Yucheng and in the urban area of ​​Yucheng. Even with the suppression by the war team, at least 2,500 people still managed to reach the prisoner-of-war camp built by the Tang Empire outside the city.

Because of the previous incident of suppressing the rioters in the city and the fierce attacks by the Tang army in the past few days, the morale of the coalition forces in Yucheng has dropped to the bottom. They lost confidence in the war and at the same time lost hope of victory.

So these troops began to surrender in an organized manner. In many cases, the supervising team took the lead in surrendering, and senior officers directly ordered their troops to surrender...

As soon as such a situation appeared, it seemed to begin to develop in an uncontrolled direction. As the commander-in-chief of the coalition front line, Paul had worked very hard to restrain his troops and avoid large-scale surrender... but his efforts seemed to be getting worse and worse. Looks pale and weak.