In 1936, in the country of Ibias, the situation of the International Front was really not good. At that time, the Sunset Red Star Empire was not yet called the Sunset, and the Red Star still hung high. It was the country that all idealists yearned for.
Even under various blockades, the weapons and ammunition transported thousands of miles from the Sunset Red Star Empire still supported the arduous struggle of the international warriors gathered from all over the world.
...Due to rescuing comrades from the city, Song Ziyu and Zhou Ning were accepted by everyone without any screening, and then welcomed into the International Front's rear area in Ibia.
At this stage, the scope that Ibias can control is only the city of Delhi and some surrounding areas. The total area is only tens of thousands of square kilometers.
From a certain point of view, the international front no longer even has room to move around. If it weren't for the extremely strong military strength of Ibias Country, the international front would not have been able to resist for so long.
But Song Ziyu also knew that this vigorous operation ultimately failed, because idealism can never defeat reality.
On the way through the city of Delhi, Song Ziyu saw a shirtless man painting slogans with a brush on the street. The slogan of the International Front became arrogant in his hands.
"Oh, damn, Picasso, can you put away your freewheeling style? Even Satan can't read the words you wrote clearly." A soldier on the international front shook his head while looking at the huge slogan on the wall.
Picasso? Song Ziyu couldn't help but take another look at the man, and found that this man in his forties or fifties seemed to be a bit of an outsider.
The man was trying hard to explain to the soldiers that his slogan was drawn in an abstract style and was absolutely shocking.
But the soldier insisted, put away your abstractions, at least make sure normal people can understand... Who the hell can understand abstract things?
“There’s always someone who understands,” Picasso explained.
"Those are people who pretend to understand!" the soldier said unceremoniously. At this moment, Song Ziyu can almost confirm that the man with all the graffiti in front of him will become the greatest painter in the world in the future.
He is that person.
"Yes, he is a hot man." Although Song Ziyu is not star-struck, he still feels passionate about the appearance of those sage teachers in history.
The world is indeed very young. ...The rear area of the international front is located in the mountains north of Delhi. There is a road here that can break through the blockade of the Ibis State and obtain supply resources from the northern border.
Therefore, the position where the rear area is located is also the lifeblood of the International Front. Arriving at the camp, Song Ziyu's eyes were completely opened.
Here, I met volunteers from all over the world! There are black uncles from Africa, foreigners from across the ocean, local aristocratic children who support reform, and strangers who come with dreams.
Everyone has a great time together, and even if they don’t understand the language in most cases, they can still get good help.
As a new warrior, the first step when arriving here is of course to collect weapons and equipment as required.
Song Ziyu walked towards the logistics warehouse under the leadership of a soldier named Dicker. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a guy holding a long-caliber shotgun to his mouth and preparing to commit suicide by swallowing the gun!
See this scene! Song Ziyu was slightly stunned. Are the lives of people here so stressful?
"Hemingway, what are you doing?" Dicker looked at the bearded man in front of him with his chest open and showing off his thick chest hair. He couldn't help scolding: "What are you crazy about?" The man named Hemingway removed the muzzle of the gun from his mouth. He moved away, and then said with a bright smile: "Oh, don't be scared, I didn't want to commit suicide by swallowing a gun, I just wanted to use the barrel of this gun to pull out my rotten teeth."
"Okay, Hemingway, stop messing around and prepare equipment for these new comrades. They need men to fight." Dicker knocked on the table. Song Ziyu looked over and found the person lying on the desk. manuscript.
"I understand, you guys come with me." Hemingway put down his gun and led Song Ziyu into the warehouse.
There are a lot of support materials transported from the outside world piled here, but many of them are old things that cannot be used. It still takes a lot of trouble to find the weapons inside to kill the enemy.
"Are you creating literature?" Song Ziyu approached Hemingway and couldn't help but ask.
"You also know this?" A sunny smile appeared on Hemingway's face. This man in his thirties seemed to be indescribably optimistic.
"What are you writing now?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Um... I'll call it "The Winner Takes Nothing" for an anti-war drama." When it comes to literature, Hemingway seems to have endless ideas and is really full of energy.
"Come on, you will definitely leave your own voice in the literary world...a big voice." Song Ziyu said.
"But I want to liberate Ibias even more!" Hemingway said: "I have traveled thousands of miles to come here from the Lighthouse Country, isn't it just to realize my ideal?" Looking at the burning light in his eyes Hemingway, Song Ziyu moved his lips, but finally could not speak.
What can I tell him? Tell him that all the efforts made by the people here will eventually be ordinary? Tell them that sacrifice will not bring results in the end?
Tell them that they will eventually be tortured for their beliefs? no. Song Ziyu couldn't say anything.
...After receiving the weapons and equipment, Song Ziyu was incorporated into the Eastern Front because of his and Zhou Ning's status as Yuxia people.
The International Front organizes its people from all over the world into groups according to the needs of the battlefield, which is more conducive to command and communication.
However, Yuxia people like Song Ziyu are relatively rare in the international front, so they can only be mixed into a team with people from other countries.
But Song Ziyu didn't care at all, because the purpose of his trip had been achieved. Now that he has broken into the international front, the next thing he needs to do is to find his targets, Palyuchenko and Androv.
It is not difficult to find these two guys, because the international front currently has very few places to control. Soon Song Ziyu got the news that these two young scientists from Sunset Red Star were on the front line of the battlefield at this time. fort.
Song Ziyu briefly checked the map and discovered that Willenborg was located on the only way for the southern government troops to attack the city of Delhi. It was like a nail that must be pulled out.
What he has to do now is to find a way to get to Willenborg, and then... kill these two people. There is almost no need to wait for this opportunity!
Because on the third day after Song Ziyu joined the International Front, the high-level headquarters began to mobilize manpower to prepare to support Willenborg.
The government troops of Ibias State are pressing down on the border, and Willenborg is in danger. In order to prevent Willenborg from falling into the hands of government forces, the International Front must immediately send out a rescue corps.
This time for support, the senior commanders of the International Front decided to dispatch part of the artillery team. You must know that the International Front has very few artillery that can be used in combat at this time, and the artillery team is the most precious combat resource. It is a huge investment to send the artillery team to the front line.
So now the question is, who will escort the artillery team? This is undoubtedly a problem. Selecting capable soldiers to escort the artillery troops into Willenborg is the current top priority.
Of course Song Ziyu and Zhou Ning would not miss this opportunity and directly joined the death squads to save their lives.
