Chapter 1024
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Ryan is carrying some things to the truck in the camp. The doctor said that the work he is doing now will not cause too much burden on his wound. As long as he doesn't work too hard, he doesn't need to worry about his wound.
Looking at boxes marked with different companies and different numbers, he didn't quite understand.
Since last month, so-called experts have been coming here. They have brought a lot of interesting equipment.
Like a flamethrower, like a grenade that can be installed at the muzzle and fired?
He was not sure whether the arrival of these things was a good thing or a bad thing. It should be a good thing. At least it played a good role in cleaning up the city these days.
These equipment protect the safety of federal soldiers. They don't need to risk a lot to clean every room. They just need to throw something in it and it will be cleaned up soon.
He saw a local who wanted to ambush federal soldiers... Blackstone security field. The guy was directly hit by a shotgun and turned into a big fireball.
People around him poured water on him, but it could not completely extinguish the flame. People watched him turn into a coke.
But from a humanitarian point of view
Ryan shook his head. War itself is inhumane. Talking about humanitarianism in inhumane behavior is no different from playing hooligans.
He loaded the things into the car, painted a skeleton on it, and looked at the words "highly dangerous" with green paint below.
After everything was transported, he photographed the car. The driver of the transport team drove the car to the periphery of the target to camp.
At this time, a group of military observers passed by him, and he took the initiative to give way to one side.
Military observers have diplomatic privileges. Generally speaking, people won't embarrass military observers. After all, if you beat someone else's observers today, they can beat you tomorrow, unless you want to be blind, don't look at others, and don't be seen by others.
Ryan looked at these people with no good face.
He doesn't like gavra people. Some people in China like gavra people very much and advocate gavra culture. Moreover, this group is not a small group.
Through various methods, they found various evidences to prove that the Federation should belong to gavra. Although they don't understand how these people's brains are paralyzed, they are really annoying.
This is not discrimination against persons with disabilities.
Back at the camp, Ryan took out a bag of silver age from his pocket, lit it and sucked it up.
As a "supply" for Blackstone's safety field, everyone has two pieces of silver a month, which is also a standard Quartermaster supply in the era. Ryan doesn't know how much this cigarette costs. He doesn't think it will be too cheap.
But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Ministry of defense paid for it.
He liked this kind of strong cigarette very much. It was fun to smoke. He looked at the people in the distance and talked with the wounded who were also basking in the sun.
"Guess what they came for?"
Half of the wounded sitting on one side was lifted off by a bullet. The operation and his will to survive made him survive, but he also became very terrible.
"I guess they're here to steal secrets. We've never let military observers get so close to us." these words are a veteran, at least he's had such a situation.
Ryan seems to feel the same, "I don't know why they are allowed to come. I think many new equipment shipped some time ago should be regarded as confidential."
"Those bureaucrats in the Ministry of defense will really kill us!"
At first, scolding the Ministry of national defense seemed to touch everyone's nerve. Soon someone ran out of the camp on crutches and scolded with them.
Before long, more than a dozen people gathered on Ryan's side. They have been scolding the Ministry of defense, their bureaucracy, their black box operation, their corruption and bribery, their incompetence and inefficiency, and their use of taxpayers' money to drink coffee
"We're going back next week. Won't you go back together?"
After chatting for a while, we talked about taking the wounded back for resettlement when the supply ship came next week.
Ryan didn't go last time, and he doesn't seem to want to go this time.
Ryan shook his head. He looked at the sky in the distance and waited for a while. Then he looked back at them and said with a smile, "I'm not going back. The doctor said I'm recovering well. I'm going to the front."
"In the sea and land stormtroopers, I was the first. This time I don't want to fall behind."
There is nothing to say about his strong idea of war. We can only say that we appreciate it, but we don't support it.
Among these injured people are newcomers and veterans who have worked in Blackstone security for two years. They know that war will inevitably kill people.
Either the enemy dies or he dies. There will always be dead.
It can even be said that they are lucky now, because no matter now or in the future, they don't need to go to the battlefield. They exchange their disability for a relatively comfortable living environment in the future.
Blackstone security will arrange a relaxed job for them. It is said that it is still a work in cooperation with the Ministry of defense. They don't know the specific content for the time being.
They are much luckier than those who have died and still have to face the war. They are free from fear.
Soon, four days later, a large number of field soldiers were transferred to the new front line. Ryan applied for a long time and finally persuaded the commander to go out with everyone.
He is still responsible for logistics. He won't go to the front and do something in the rear.
This time, the Ministry of defense did not appoint a commander, but the Ministry of defense provided five people and Blackstone security provided three people to form a headquarters.
The specific tactics will be implemented after the results are discussed together. When Lynch heard their ideas, he knew why there were five people in the Ministry of defense, while there were only three on his side.
The Ministry of defense is still treating the war with their unique methods and attitudes. It seems that they have not really recognized the cruelty of the war.
Except for a very small number of people, most of them have the mentality of gathering and following the crowd. They intervene in the final decision through the number of people.
At more than seven in the morning, it was not so bright, and some big horns in the city began to ring.
The content of the horn is the same as that of the riverside city. It requires everyone not to go out in their own homes, lock the doors and windows, and don't look outside. They may be killed as enemies.
The whole broadcast lasted thirty minutes, and then the first round of attacks began.
Ryan held a telescope in the rear and watched the armored vehicles and soldiers enter the city smoothly. He didn't relax because of such a smooth entry and was still watching closely.
Not far away, some military observers were watching, and they did not seem satisfied with such a dull "attack".
At the same time, far away, a group of representatives of warlords gathered.
In the eyes of outsiders, there should be irreconcilable contradictions and hatred between these warlords. After all, this is mariro, where extreme racism is prevalent.
No one can resolve the feud between the marilorians and the Mallory for generations. Unless one side dies completely, no one will think they can unite.
But at this moment, they are sitting together.
On the left side of the table are marillo people, and on the right side of the table are Mallory people. Regardless of whether they are really so difficult to sit with each other, at least they sit here and sit around the same table.
"The federates reach out to another city, and then they may take more land."
The representative who spoke came from a big warlord force. Like Sanchez, he belonged to the "son of the general", "no matter what problem we have, it's our own business, and the federates should not intervene."
At this time, another person suddenly said, "the problem is not me. I killed the general and his family according to our agreed plan, but you didn't kill Sanchez according to our agreed plan."
"He's still alive. As long as he's alive, the federals can always intervene in mariro through him."
The people in the room were silent for a moment. The word Federation was too heavy for them.
The federates shamelessly interfered with what happened here. Everyone was worried. They were worried that the federates' greed and their appetite were too big. Once they got too much, they would not leave easily.
So the unpredictable situation in mariro is to deal with the federals.
There are frequent battles between big warlords, but in fact they are taking the opportunity to expand their land and annex those small and medium-sized warlords.
The sudden intervention of the federals made them unable to wait for the gradual demise of the small and medium-sized warlords. They had to speed up this speed in order to expand their power and strength.
It seems that they should be fighting with each other. In fact, their territory is bigger than before, there are more people under them, and even their weapons have become better.
The first speaker was silent for a moment. "It was an accident. There were federates around him to protect him. We have tried our best."
"Even in a way, our assassination was successful. He was dead, but the federates saved him..."
"Who knows if you're telling the truth!"
The two groups were about to quarrel. Someone patted the table hard, "that's enough!"
"We're not sitting together to quarrel. We're going to solve the problem. What are we going to do next?"
"The federals are going to help Sanchez win another city. How do we deal with the current situation?"
The room was calm again. Everyone was thinking about weighing the current situation. After a while, someone put forward an idea.
"Why don't we try to have a real fight with the main force of the federates?" he looked at everyone on the table. "We haven't really collided, and they lost a lot on the river bank, which shows that if we arrange the main force to meet them, we may not lose."
"I admit that their navy is very powerful, but this is mariro. This is a landlocked country. We are not threatened by the Navy!"
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Ryan is carrying some things to the truck in the camp. The doctor said that the work he is doing now will not cause too much burden on his wound. As long as he doesn't work too hard, he doesn't need to worry about his wound.
Looking at boxes marked with different companies and different numbers, he didn't quite understand.
Since last month, so-called experts have been coming here. They have brought a lot of interesting equipment.
Like a flamethrower, like a grenade that can be installed at the muzzle and fired?
He was not sure whether the arrival of these things was a good thing or a bad thing. It should be a good thing. At least it played a good role in cleaning up the city these days.
These equipment protect the safety of federal soldiers. They don't need to risk a lot to clean every room. They just need to throw something in it and it will be cleaned up soon.
He saw a local who wanted to ambush federal soldiers... Blackstone security field. The guy was directly hit by a shotgun and turned into a big fireball.
People around him poured water on him, but it could not completely extinguish the flame. People watched him turn into a coke.
But from a humanitarian point of view
Ryan shook his head. War itself is inhumane. Talking about humanitarianism in inhumane behavior is no different from playing hooligans.
He loaded the things into the car, painted a skeleton on it, and looked at the words "highly dangerous" with green paint below.
After everything was transported, he photographed the car. The driver of the transport team drove the car to the periphery of the target to camp.
At this time, a group of military observers passed by him, and he took the initiative to give way to one side.
Military observers have diplomatic privileges. Generally speaking, people won't embarrass military observers. After all, if you beat someone else's observers today, they can beat you tomorrow, unless you want to be blind, don't look at others, and don't be seen by others.
Ryan looked at these people with no good face.
He doesn't like gavra people. Some people in China like gavra people very much and advocate gavra culture. Moreover, this group is not a small group.
Through various methods, they found various evidences to prove that the Federation should belong to gavra. Although they don't understand how these people's brains are paralyzed, they are really annoying.
This is not discrimination against persons with disabilities.
Back at the camp, Ryan took out a bag of silver age from his pocket, lit it and sucked it up.
As a "supply" for Blackstone's safety field, everyone has two pieces of silver a month, which is also a standard Quartermaster supply in the era. Ryan doesn't know how much this cigarette costs. He doesn't think it will be too cheap.
But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Ministry of defense paid for it.
He liked this kind of strong cigarette very much. It was fun to smoke. He looked at the people in the distance and talked with the wounded who were also basking in the sun.
"Guess what they came for?"
Half of the wounded sitting on one side was lifted off by a bullet. The operation and his will to survive made him survive, but he also became very terrible.
"I guess they're here to steal secrets. We've never let military observers get so close to us." these words are a veteran, at least he's had such a situation.
Ryan seems to feel the same, "I don't know why they are allowed to come. I think many new equipment shipped some time ago should be regarded as confidential."
"Those bureaucrats in the Ministry of defense will really kill us!"
At first, scolding the Ministry of national defense seemed to touch everyone's nerve. Soon someone ran out of the camp on crutches and scolded with them.
Before long, more than a dozen people gathered on Ryan's side. They have been scolding the Ministry of defense, their bureaucracy, their black box operation, their corruption and bribery, their incompetence and inefficiency, and their use of taxpayers' money to drink coffee
"We're going back next week. Won't you go back together?"
After chatting for a while, we talked about taking the wounded back for resettlement when the supply ship came next week.
Ryan didn't go last time, and he doesn't seem to want to go this time.
Ryan shook his head. He looked at the sky in the distance and waited for a while. Then he looked back at them and said with a smile, "I'm not going back. The doctor said I'm recovering well. I'm going to the front."
"In the sea and land stormtroopers, I was the first. This time I don't want to fall behind."
There is nothing to say about his strong idea of war. We can only say that we appreciate it, but we don't support it.
Among these injured people are newcomers and veterans who have worked in Blackstone security for two years. They know that war will inevitably kill people.
Either the enemy dies or he dies. There will always be dead.
It can even be said that they are lucky now, because no matter now or in the future, they don't need to go to the battlefield. They exchange their disability for a relatively comfortable living environment in the future.
Blackstone security will arrange a relaxed job for them. It is said that it is still a work in cooperation with the Ministry of defense. They don't know the specific content for the time being.
They are much luckier than those who have died and still have to face the war. They are free from fear.
Soon, four days later, a large number of field soldiers were transferred to the new front line. Ryan applied for a long time and finally persuaded the commander to go out with everyone.
He is still responsible for logistics. He won't go to the front and do something in the rear.
This time, the Ministry of defense did not appoint a commander, but the Ministry of defense provided five people and Blackstone security provided three people to form a headquarters.
The specific tactics will be implemented after the results are discussed together. When Lynch heard their ideas, he knew why there were five people in the Ministry of defense, while there were only three on his side.
The Ministry of defense is still treating the war with their unique methods and attitudes. It seems that they have not really recognized the cruelty of the war.
Except for a very small number of people, most of them have the mentality of gathering and following the crowd. They intervene in the final decision through the number of people.
At more than seven in the morning, it was not so bright, and some big horns in the city began to ring.
The content of the horn is the same as that of the riverside city. It requires everyone not to go out in their own homes, lock the doors and windows, and don't look outside. They may be killed as enemies.
The whole broadcast lasted thirty minutes, and then the first round of attacks began.
Ryan held a telescope in the rear and watched the armored vehicles and soldiers enter the city smoothly. He didn't relax because of such a smooth entry and was still watching closely.
Not far away, some military observers were watching, and they did not seem satisfied with such a dull "attack".
At the same time, far away, a group of representatives of warlords gathered.
In the eyes of outsiders, there should be irreconcilable contradictions and hatred between these warlords. After all, this is mariro, where extreme racism is prevalent.
No one can resolve the feud between the marilorians and the Mallory for generations. Unless one side dies completely, no one will think they can unite.
But at this moment, they are sitting together.
On the left side of the table are marillo people, and on the right side of the table are Mallory people. Regardless of whether they are really so difficult to sit with each other, at least they sit here and sit around the same table.
"The federates reach out to another city, and then they may take more land."
The representative who spoke came from a big warlord force. Like Sanchez, he belonged to the "son of the general", "no matter what problem we have, it's our own business, and the federates should not intervene."
At this time, another person suddenly said, "the problem is not me. I killed the general and his family according to our agreed plan, but you didn't kill Sanchez according to our agreed plan."
"He's still alive. As long as he's alive, the federals can always intervene in mariro through him."
The people in the room were silent for a moment. The word Federation was too heavy for them.
The federates shamelessly interfered with what happened here. Everyone was worried. They were worried that the federates' greed and their appetite were too big. Once they got too much, they would not leave easily.
So the unpredictable situation in mariro is to deal with the federals.
There are frequent battles between big warlords, but in fact they are taking the opportunity to expand their land and annex those small and medium-sized warlords.
The sudden intervention of the federals made them unable to wait for the gradual demise of the small and medium-sized warlords. They had to speed up this speed in order to expand their power and strength.
It seems that they should be fighting with each other. In fact, their territory is bigger than before, there are more people under them, and even their weapons have become better.
The first speaker was silent for a moment. "It was an accident. There were federates around him to protect him. We have tried our best."
"Even in a way, our assassination was successful. He was dead, but the federates saved him..."
"Who knows if you're telling the truth!"
The two groups were about to quarrel. Someone patted the table hard, "that's enough!"
"We're not sitting together to quarrel. We're going to solve the problem. What are we going to do next?"
"The federals are going to help Sanchez win another city. How do we deal with the current situation?"
The room was calm again. Everyone was thinking about weighing the current situation. After a while, someone put forward an idea.
"Why don't we try to have a real fight with the main force of the federates?" he looked at everyone on the table. "We haven't really collided, and they lost a lot on the river bank, which shows that if we arrange the main force to meet them, we may not lose."
"I admit that their navy is very powerful, but this is mariro. This is a landlocked country. We are not threatened by the Navy!"
Ryan is carrying some things to the truck in the camp. The doctor said that the work he is doing now will not cause too much burden on his wound. As long as he doesn't work too hard, he doesn't need to worry about his wound.Looking at boxes marked with different companies and different numbers, he didn't quite understand.Since last month, so-called experts have been coming here. They have brought a lot of interesting equipment.Like a flamethrower, like a grenade that can be installed at the muzzle and fired?He was not sure whether the arrival of these things was a good thing or a bad thing. It should be a good thing. At least it played a good role in cleaning up the city these days.These equipment protect the safety of federal soldiers. They don't need to risk a lot to clean every room. They just need to throw something in it and it will be cleaned up soon.He saw a local who wanted to ambush federal soldiers... Blackstone security field. The guy was directly hit by a shotgun and turned into a big fireball.People around him poured water on him, but it could not completely extinguish the flame. People watched him turn into a coke.But from a humanitarian point of viewRyan shook his head. War itself is inhumane. Talking about humanitarianism in inhumane behavior is no different from playing hooligans.He loaded the things into the car, painted a skeleton on it, and looked at the words "highly dangerous" with green paint below.After everything was transported, he photographed the car. The driver of the transport team drove the car to the periphery of the target to camp.At this time, a group of military observers passed by him, and he took the initiative to give way to one side.Military observers have diplomatic privileges. Generally speaking, people won't embarrass military observers. After all, if you beat someone else's observers today, they can beat you tomorrow, unless you want to be blind, don't look at others, and don't be seen by others.Ryan looked at these people with no good face.He doesn't like gavra people. Some people in China like gavra people very much and advocate gavra culture. Moreover, this group is not a small group.Through various methods, they found various evidences to prove that the Federation should belong to gavra. Although they don't understand how these people's brains are paralyzed, they are really annoying.This is not discrimination against persons with disabilities.Back at the camp, Ryan took out a bag of silver age from his pocket, lit it and sucked it up.As a "supply" for Blackstone's safety field, everyone has two pieces of silver a month, which is also a standard Quartermaster supply in the era. Ryan doesn't know how much this cigarette costs. He doesn't think it will be too cheap.But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the Ministry of defense paid for it.He liked this kind of strong cigarette very much. It was fun to smoke. He looked at the people in the distance and talked with the wounded who were also basking in the sun."Guess what they came for?"Half of the wounded sitting on one side was lifted off by a bullet. The operation and his will to survive made him survive, but he also became very terrible."I guess they're here to steal secrets. We've never let military observers get so close to us." these words are a veteran, at least he's had such a situation.Ryan seems to feel the same, "I don't know why they are allowed to come. I think many new equipment shipped some time ago should be regarded as confidential.""Those bureaucrats in the Ministry of defense will really kill us!"At first, scolding the Ministry of national defense seemed to touch everyone's nerve. Soon someone ran out of the camp on crutches and scolded with them.Before long, more than a dozen people gathered on Ryan's side. They have been scolding the Ministry of defense, their bureaucracy, their black box operation, their corruption and bribery, their incompetence and inefficiency, and their use of taxpayers' money to drink coffee"We're going back next week. Won't you go back together?"After chatting for a while, we talked about taking the wounded back for resettlement when the supply ship came next week.Ryan didn't go last time, and he doesn't seem to want to go this time.Ryan shook his head. He looked at the sky in the distance and waited for a while. Then he looked back at them and said with a smile, "I'm not going back. The doctor said I'm recovering well. I'm going to the front.""In the sea and land stormtroopers, I was the first. This time I don't want to fall behind."There is nothing to say about his strong idea of war. We can only say that we appreciate it, but we don't support it.Among these injured people are newcomers and veterans who have worked in Blackstone security for two years. They know that war will inevitably kill people.Either the enemy dies or he dies. There will always be dead.It can even be said that they are lucky now, because no matter now or in the future, they don't need to go to the battlefield. They exchange their disability for a relatively comfortable living environment in the future.Blackstone security will arrange a relaxed job for them. It is said that it is still a work in cooperation with the Ministry of defense. They don't know the specific content for the time being.They are much luckier than those who have died and still have to face the war. They are free from fear.Soon, four days later, a large number of field soldiers were transferred to the new front line. Ryan applied for a long time and finally persuaded the commander to go out with everyone.He is still responsible for logistics. He won't go to the front and do something in the rear.This time, the Ministry of defense did not appoint a commander, but the Ministry of defense provided five people and Blackstone security provided three people to form a headquarters.The specific tactics will be implemented after the results are discussed together. When Lynch heard their ideas, he knew why there were five people in the Ministry of defense, while there were only three on his side.The Ministry of defense is still treating the war with their unique methods and attitudes. It seems that they have not really recognized the cruelty of the war.Except for a very small number of people, most of them have the mentality of gathering and following the crowd. They intervene in the final decision through the number of people.At more than seven in the morning, it was not so bright, and some big horns in the city began to ring.The content of the horn is the same as that of the riverside city. It requires everyone not to go out in their own homes, lock the doors and windows, and don't look outside. They may be killed as enemies.The whole broadcast lasted thirty minutes, and then the first round of attacks began.Ryan held a telescope in the rear and watched the armored vehicles and soldiers enter the city smoothly. He didn't relax because of such a smooth entry and was still watching closely.Not far away, some military observers were watching, and they did not seem satisfied with such a dull "attack".At the same time, far away, a group of representatives of warlords gathered.In the eyes of outsiders, there should be irreconcilable contradictions and hatred between these warlords. After all, this is mariro, where extreme racism is prevalent.No one can resolve the feud between the marilorians and the Mallory for generations. Unless one side dies completely, no one will think they can unite.But at this moment, they are sitting together.On the left side of the table are marillo people, and on the right side of the table are Mallory people. Regardless of whether they are really so difficult to sit with each other, at least they sit here and sit around the same table."The federates reach out to another city, and then they may take more land."The representative who spoke came from a big warlord force. Like Sanchez, he belonged to the "son of the general", "no matter what problem we have, it's our own business, and the federates should not intervene."At this time, another person suddenly said, "the problem is not me. I killed the general and his family according to our agreed plan, but you didn't kill Sanchez according to our agreed plan.""He's still alive. As long as he's alive, the federals can always intervene in mariro through him."The people in the room were silent for a moment. The word Federation was too heavy for them.The federates shamelessly interfered with what happened here. Everyone was worried. They were worried that the federates' greed and their appetite were too big. Once they got too much, they would not leave easily.So the unpredictable situation in mariro is to deal with the federals.There are frequent battles between big warlords, but in fact they are taking the opportunity to expand their land and annex those small and medium-sized warlords.The sudden intervention of the federals made them unable to wait for the gradual demise of the small and medium-sized warlords. They had to speed up this speed in order to expand their power and strength.It seems that they should be fighting with each other. In fact, their territory is bigger than before, there are more people under them, and even their weapons have become better.The first speaker was silent for a moment. "It was an accident. There were federates around him to protect him. We have tried our best.""Even in a way, our assassination was successful. He was dead, but the federates saved him...""Who knows if you're telling the truth!"The two groups were about to quarrel. Someone patted the table hard, "that's enough!""We're not sitting together to quarrel. We're going to solve the problem. What are we going to do next?""The federals are going to help Sanchez win another city. How do we deal with the current situation?"The room was calm again. Everyone was thinking about weighing the current situation. After a while, someone put forward an idea."Why don't we try to have a real fight with the main force of the federates?" he looked at everyone on the table. "We haven't really collided, and they lost a lot on the river bank, which shows that if we arrange the main force to meet them, we may not lose.""I admit that their navy is very powerful, but this is mariro. This is a landlocked country. We are not threatened by the Navy!"
