"Team, there's gunshots!"
Gao Zhiyuan made a prompt decision.
"Youxue, take a platoon to see where the gunshots came from and whether there are any remaining enemy soldiers!"
These are peripheral areas, and only after they are cleared can tanks and artillery bombard them again.
Otherwise, I can't get in.
I also encountered Ah San who pretended to be dead and used explosives to blow up several tanks, so in order to avoid unnecessary losses, cleaning up was inevitable.
However, there are still a few people who are so brave and fearless of death.
Youxue had stopped wearing his glasses at this moment and quickly led a platoon of soldiers to search for the location according to the sound of gunfire.
I happened to see the soldiers attacking several children.
Youxue saw that Ah San's soldiers were so cruel that they even wanted to kill children, who were one of their own.
Thinking back to the time when there was no Nie Li, the siblings suffered so much humiliation.
He actually felt some compassion.
He shot the soldier directly with the rifle in his hand.
The eyebrows are a little red, which shows that he has learned how to shoot a gun.
Later, when the soldiers of the main regiment saw the staff members firing, they also hurriedly fired at the soldiers who were vomiting.
The process is quick.
Youxue calmly shouted: "Pay attention to those children!"
The soldiers knew what was going on.
In one round, Youxue defeated these soldiers.
Several children were already dumbfounded. Looking at the bullets whizzing past their ears, only Heihei and Ma Gan'er could remain calm.
The little black boy has a clear head and knows not to move at this time.
Instead, Ma Gan'er was shot and lay on the ground unable to move at all.
When Youxue walked forward and saw the vomit on the ground, he couldn't help but frown.
Waved to a few children.
"That black boy, come here!"
This highlights the role of cultural people.
Youxue can actually speak Asan.
The soldiers around could probably guess what the staff officer meant. One by one, he watched several children walking this way.
It's just that the little black kid didn't run over immediately like the other kids.
Instead, he used all his strength to pull the hemp pole that fell to the ground.
Youxue had a look of astonishment on his face.
Then laughed.
"Go help two people, this will become a battlefield soon."
The two soldiers ran over and picked up the pole, regardless of whether it hurt or not.
Youxue led his men back a few dozen meters and found a wall that was still somewhat blocked. He said to the soldier wearing a red cross armband: "Give him one."
The hygienist said in surprise: "Consultant, don't make trouble. Although the price of this thing is not expensive, there are regulations. It cannot be used by the enemy casually."
Youxue raised his eyes and glanced at the hygienist, then gave him a kick.
"Is this motherfucker an enemy? This is the one we need to unite with. If you know how to use a hammer, you can hit me as hard as you want, motherfucker!"
The hygienist shivered, and when he heard the staff member scolded him, he reluctantly gave him one.
What was the fight?
Anti-inflammatory drugs, anti-inflammatory drugs are more expensive than gold in foreign countries.
Later, Youxuecai smiled at the little black boy and asked, "Are you from Kathmandu City? Can you tell me about the situation there now?"
The little black boy has a dark face and a pair of bright eyes.
Watching the hygienist thoughtfully giving the injection to Ma Gan'er.
He nodded, then knelt on the ground, crawling and licking Youxue's military boots.
Youxue frowned, but did not refuse.
He knew that this was the etiquette for treating upper castes. He had learned about it when he was learning Asan language.
He helped Little Heihai'er and took out a piece of domestic chocolate from Shendu Factory that his sister sent him from his pocket and handed it to Little Heihai'er's sister.
He rubbed his messy hair.
"Eat it!"
The little girl's face was still stained with tears and she was in shock.
However, I am also starving at this moment.
He hurriedly saluted, but Youxue refused.
Then he took the little black kid and started chatting in a corner.
"Xiao Hei, what's your name?"
A learned word.
The little Hei kid thought for a moment: "Sir, just call me Xiao Hei. My name is my shame!"
Youxue glanced at Xiaohei in astonishment.
Then he smiled brightly: "Okay! Can you tell me about the situation inside?"
As the front advances faster and faster, the artillery will definitely become useless.
There are 500,000 people in a five-kilometer city, and even a casual spit can fly into the faces of five people.
To use cannons again is to destroy humanity.
Although Song Ming was a ruthless person, he was not inhumane.
But, how to do it?
The first method is to besiege, but it is too slow.
For Song Ming, who pursues speed, this option is not advisable.
Then the second one is to persuade them to surrender.
However, even though Ah San's commander was not very good at commanding, he still wouldn't dare to surrender.
If he dares to surrender today, his whole family will die tomorrow.
Youxue naturally knows this, so when the infantry attacked this morning, he knew that the strategy had to be adjusted.
Think again about the order given by Zhao Hu!
Split Asan.
Youxue had an idea in mind.
Xiaohei answered all the learned questions.
Describe one by one the situations where there is a lack of food internally and the people at the bottom are dissatisfied but dare not speak out.
The more you learn, the happier you feel.
The situation is favorable to us.
After understanding it, he asked Xiao Hei: "Xiao Hei, aren't you afraid that I will use this information to beat your people?"
It's meant to be funny.
This kid is quite interesting.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Hei said seriously: "I saw the medicine you just gave Ma Gan'er at the master's house. They all said that it was a precious medicine that could buy a thousand servants like us. You saved Ma Gan'er, and I I’ll repay you! My mother taught me this since I was a child.”
Youxue was a little stunned.
Will a drop of water repay the favor with a spring?
But, after all, he betrayed his own tribe.
Xiao Hei said: "Someone said that there is no oppression in the East, right?"
There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
This confused Youxue even more.
Do you know the word oppression?
"Xiao Hei, have you read the book?"
Xiao Hei nodded and shook his head.
"When I was working in the master's house, a yellow-skinned gentleman taught me some truths. He said there is no oppression in the East! I can go there to make a living in the future!"
Then he looked frustrated.
"It's just too far, we can't go there at all."
Youxue was stunned by Xiaohei's words.
Is there oppression in the East?
There should be some.
But oppression is being eliminated and we are moving in a good direction. This should be a blessing, right?
It's just that he became interested in the identity of that gentleman. Suddenly he thought of it. It was said that Mr. Nie's intelligence agencies were all over the world. He couldn't be a lurker, right?
If it is a lurking person, can Kathmandu be taken down in another way?
Youxue wants to take Xiaohei to meet the group.
When Gao Zhiyuan heard that there was a way out, he quickly reported it.
And what was Song Ming doing at this time?
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