Blackstone Code

Chapter 1595: you have to live, don't you?

War not only brings pain, but also takes away some of people's emotions and reason.

When the defense line of the shanty town where the kidnappers were located was torn open, these ex-warlord militants who had not received much formal military training began to rout.

Peng Jieo and those people in his country never thought of organizing a counterattack. When they found that they couldn't stop them, they ran faster than anyone else.

The emperor of Penteo had already talked with them before they came.

They didn't come here to dedicate their lives for the future of the empire. They came here to hold back part of the energy of the federal people as much as possible, so that they could not devote themselves to the foreign war!

So when this group of people can no longer continue to cause trouble for the Federation, they will be the first to leave.

They won't die here and don't need to.

Routs often start with the first deserter.

This is why in wars, deserters on the battlefield have always been shot directly.

This group of foreigners ran away, and the rest of the bottom who were not their decision-makers ran faster.

Soon the entire shanty town was engulfed in fire, and the Blackstone security team quickly evacuated with the survivors.

This is Marillo, not Nagalil.

If some people here hear that there are federal people nearby, what they think in their heads is definitely not "I have to ask if there is a job I can do", it is likely to be "I have to kill them!"

In fact, there are still some dead soldiers on the scene who have not had time to take them away, and there is too little time.

But the Army's going to sort things out, they're going to come over here and take every guy home.

Austin, who had vented a lot with a gun just now, fell silent again, and she couldn't forget the young man until now.

She felt that she was used to pain and death, but for some reason, when she recalled in her mind the young man's desire for life and to live, she felt an indescribable emotion churning.

She couldn't forget that boy, and she really wanted to know what he wanted to say in the end

Perhaps, this will become her lifelong regret!

About 300 people were kidnapped in the field hospital—

This is just one of the hospitals. There are similar hospitals in many places. As long as there are people involved in the battle, there will be a complete logistics system.

The federation is not short of money, and the current president has a strong military background, so the budget that the military gets can be said to have no upper limit.

A support system such as field medical care, basically every grassroots unit will be equipped, it is nothing more than a large number of people and a small number.

More than 300 people, including the wounded and doctors, left less than 120 dead.

Some of them died on the way here. No one can remember those locations, so they just died and were thrown into the grass by the roadside by the locals.

Some of them died of illness after coming here, from blood loss or other reasons.

Most of them were shot dead just now.

Those armed rebels completely lost their humanity. When they realized that they were being attacked, their first thought was not to resist or escape, but to kill the hostages as much as possible.

Confederate soldiers couldn't understand their behavior, but if they were natives of Marillo, they would.

This habit comes from racial antagonism.

You can fail in the war, and you can be injured or even die, but the opposing races can't let go!

The hatred engraved in their bones makes them have a distorted three-view, which only reflects a part of their distortion.

Less than ten minutes after the convoy left, a group of fighters came from a nearby city, and these people were also armed rebels.

Peng Jieao's request is very simple, money for money, weapons for weapons, as long as they can bring trouble to the Federation people!

Maybe these people dare not form a large-scale force to fight against the Federation, but they still dare to carry out small-scale harassment operations like this.

They arrived a little late, did not block the Federals, and could only watch the shanty town burn to ashes.

On the way back to the occupied area, more than a dozen people died one after another. In the end, less than a hundred people returned to the occupied area alive.

This number is much less than everyone imagined, and many officers think that at least two hundred people will be able to come back.

Commander Blackstone recorded the whole process in the form of a report, and then handed it over to the military, and the military did nothing to make things difficult.

Because there is not only the written report of Commander Blackstone, but also the video of the whole process.

It was recorded from the time they started sneaking in close to where the hostages were being held, to the start of the attack, and to the final evacuation.

There is nothing to be picky about. Even if the army goes on its own, it may not be any better than the quick response force of Blackstone Security.

After briefly handing over the work, the top military officials were still offended by the report.

Peleus even took the initiative to make some requests, requests to the front line.

First, do not take prisoners, and shoot all enemies on the spot.

Second, closely monitor and control the suspected Marilians, put them in concentration camps, and don't give them a chance to go out and make trouble.

Third, punish those who have certain evidence but have not caused serious consequences.

This order called "Three Precepts in Autumn" began to be implemented at the forefront of Mariro, and the military personnel did not have any opinions on this. Armed rebels, because their policies are too gentle.

It's time to get tough!

Those who survived were sent back to China, which is a political need.

Mr. Truman said in front of the public that he wanted to rescue these people. Now that these people have been rescued, you have to let people know.

Although some people died, it was not the fault of the Federation, not the fault of those responsible for the operation, it was all the fault of the Mariro people!

In the room, the boy in his teens already had some experience to understand the world.

He stood a little uneasy.

He was wearing very decent clothes, although the small formal suit he was wearing didn't seem very special, its actual cost was much more expensive than many adult clothes of the same size.

It's handmade because no ready-to-wear shop mass-produces it to size.

Rich people will not buy unfit formal clothes for their children, while poor people do not have the needs and occasions to wear these clothes.

So the formal clothes of children and teenagers are basically all handmade.

A set of six or seven thousand.

If you notice a flower embroidered with yarn on the inside of his neckline, you know it's from a more reputable tailor.

This child is the next president of Mariro, but since he is not yet of age, in order to prevent him from becoming a victim in the political struggle, or being persecuted by Mariro's warlords, he will only be allowed to return to Mali after he becomes an adult. Ro.

Before that, he would spend almost ten years in the Federation.

He will receive the best education in the Federation, and the most professional people will teach him various knowledge and abilities.

Even the federal government has made some choices for his future "wife", there are about a dozen candidates.

You could say it was his misfortune, but it was also his luck.

Sometimes people are very helpless in the face of fate, no matter how you resist, you have to eat a mouthful of shit.

But you have some choices, you can choose to eat standing, sitting or lying down, and eat dry, or eat thin.

You have to choose because you have no choice!

There were many people in the room, including the boy's mother, but this woman was asked to stand near the door.

A middle-aged man who looked a little stern walked up to the boy and looked down at him, "Have you already memorized what I asked you to recite?"

The boy nodded timidly.

His father never beat him, but this housekeeper in front of him would get beaten when he did something he shouldn't do.

It was shameful to be beaten.

The butler will have all the servants in the house come and watch. He will be stripped of his trousers and then lie on the butler's lap. The **** will be spanked with a wooden stick wrapped in cowhide.

It hurts a lot, the housekeeper never knew what it meant to be "lighter", he wished he could use all his strength.

The physical and psychological punishment made him have an almost instinctive fear of the housekeeper.

He nodded, "Yes, I can already recite." He also looked at the butler with some longing eyes.

The butler nodded slightly, his expression still so serious, but his tone softened a lot, "Of course my master is a very smart child, this trivial matter is definitely not a problem for you."

The young man pursed his lips, trying to hide his smile.

He glanced at his mother, then looked away.

When he was beaten for the first time, his mother just stood aside and watched, she didn't say anything ~lightnovelpub.net~ Like those inferior people, she watched him make a fool of himself, and didn't even do anything to stop him.

This made the young man feel unexplainable dissatisfaction in his heart. On the contrary, the housekeeper who had always been strict with him, although sometimes punished him for doing something wrong, was more often a very kind person.

It taught him a lot of truths, and also led him to see the way to the future.

Perhaps the role of father is being replaced by this housekeeper.

After all, for this child, "father" is more like something symbolic!

He had only seen his father a dozen times before, and probably more.

Most of the time there are only some phone calls and letters.

Although he heard that his father had committed suicide, he also felt sad and sad, but he quickly came out of the sadness.

People are emotional, if they can't maintain their relationship every day, even blood relatives will become strangers.