Chapter 1635 High Voltage

At the beginning, the Marilo rebels were a little wary, after all, it was a federal plane.

Who knows if it will drop a few bombs on its own head!

Whether it's the Marillo natives or the Pengio military group, they're fed up with the unethical bombs of the Federation, and the dreaded incendiary bombs.

This is also one of the main reasons why the people began to get tired of the resistance army. Once the stronghold of the resistance army was confirmed, the Federation would send planes to bombard it regardless of whether there were civilians around.

In the words of the federal government, these civilians are no longer civilians.

When they knew there was a resistance army but didn't report the news to the Federation and the new government, it meant that they were with the resistance army!

It is worth mentioning that the new government has been established. Considering that the "big president" is only in his teens now, he can't do anything for the country, so the new government is currently composed of locals and federal people.

When the President comes of age, the Federals will send him back from the Commonwealth and let him preside over the work here.

But before that, the work of the government was jointly chaired by both parties.

In such an environment, under the ravages of long-term unequal wars, the civilian class in Mariro is still eager for peace.

They may not snitch and tell the new government who the rebels are, but they will ask these people to leave.

They don't want to be burnt to ashes, or the **** knows when suddenly a ball bounces around them and blows themselves in half!

They have experienced all kinds of terrible weapons from the Federation, and they are also afraid.

Whether it is ordinary people, the rebels, or the Penggio military group.

The aircraft group in the sky flew away quickly, and the soldiers on the ground didn't even lift their heads this time, and kept paying attention to the small iron pot on the fire.

Using some bricks and wire, and a steel pipe, he made a hanging pot over the fire.

Barley, soybeans, and a little bit of meat were boiled in it.

He has been cooking for a long time, and the aroma is completely released. Looking at the thick soup bubbling with puff, the soldier's heart grows with anticipation.

He took his hand out of his pocket. The frozen hand looked a little disgusting. There was a small paper bag in the palm of his hand. He used his teeth to open it, and then poured the contents into the iron pot.

It's seasoning, mostly salt, and a little sugar, and something else.

This stuff is among the necessities sent by Penggio. In addition to these, there are actually a lot of canned meat, but unfortunately those are only enjoyed by foreigners.

The local rebels can only eat these ordinary foods and enjoy their seasoning packets.

He just kept staring at the food in the iron pot, stirring the wooden spoon from time to time, watching the meat pieces in the thick thick soup being easily smashed, and subconsciously swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva!

He was so focused on it that he ignored the moving "dots" in the distance.

This is not a drop of ink on a plane, and it is not someone's random graffiti, it is a moving figure!

On November 17th, after verifying the guarantee of a number of military equipment, the winter offensive started!

The federal army walked out of the city and began to clear all the forces that had been identified and entrenched in the wild, and focused on bombing the ports out west, as well as several cities near the coastline that had not been recovered!

Mr. Trueman also gave instructions for this -

He demanded that most of the rebels in Mariro be wiped out by March next year, and that the Pengio military group could no longer continue to threaten the Union's northern homeland through Mariro.

In war, the protection of civilian life can be considered as appropriate, but for the stubborn resistance army, there is no need to protect their rights and interests!

And thus, the winter offensive begins!

But the soldier who was staring at the hanging pot at this time didn't know this. He just wanted to eat these things early so that he could fill his stomach and keep him warm.

He licked his chapped lips, and the low temperature made him feel no pain.

When he felt about the same, he put a wooden board on his legs and put the iron pot on the wooden board.

Smelling the tempting smell, he suddenly became less impatient!

In this perfect pot of thick soup, there are flecks of oil floating on the surface, which are broken down from a small piece of meat after it has been stewed.

The meaty aroma mixed with the aroma of barley and the plump soybeans make this soup like a work of art!

He stirred it slowly with a wooden spoon, which was too hot now.

Even though Marillo is very cold at this time, the thick soup that has just been taken off the fire and cooked for a long time is still very hot!

If he wants to have a perfect entrance experience, he needs to bring the temperature down first.

The good news is that the temperature is very low at this time, and it won't be long before he can enjoy it all!

For a minute or two, a thin layer of skin was formed on the surface of the thick soup. When the iron pan was shaken, some thick soup could be seen flowing under the skin, and at the same time, the skin on the surface was "blown".

He knew it was time.

He held the iron pot with both hands expectantly and lifted it up, his lips were already on the edge of the pot, he could already feel the tangy aroma rushing frantically into his nose, and he could even feel that the thick soup had begun to moisten his chapped skin. Lips and when you taste the tiniest bit of saltiness...

Gunshots sounded!

The next second, a huge force directly made his hands unable to grasp the iron pot, and the hot enough soup splashed his face, and he fell on his back to the ground, motionless.

Beside him, the boiled swollen barley and soybeans, mixed with thick soup and blood, were still slowly spreading around.

In the middle of the iron pot on his face, there was a hole, and the iron sheet torn by the huge force was rolled inward, leaving only a black hole.

Not even the sun can shine in!

He didn't taste the taste of this thick soup until his death, and his inattentive attitude towards his work also caused this small village to suffer a sudden attack!

A large number of gunshots sounded quickly, and from time to time there was the roar of the tank motor and the sound of shelling!

The rebels entrenched here did not realize that they were attacked until this moment, but when they came out of the airtight room with guns, it was too late!

The battle lasted less than 40 minutes and ended. There was no one survivor of the rebel army. There were some wounded in the federal army, and one person died. This can be said to be a perfect attack!

A large number of corpses were placed in the open space outside the village, and special people cleaned their faces and then took pictures.

These photos will eventually be sent elsewhere, and the identities of these people will be reported, so that potential members of the resistance group can be found through the identities of these people.

At this time, most of the soldiers were surrounded by tanks.

The suggestion that "the inside of the tank is too hot" put forward by Ryan and others has become an advantage of the tank at this time!

The heat of the engine is directly released in the cockpit. Outside, it is more than ten degrees below zero, but it is very warm inside.

The post-war work lasted more than an hour, and to make sure the corpses would not become breeding grounds for the plague after the arrival of spring, all the corpses were set up and burned.

The burned ground has thawed and it is easier to dig holes, and then these remaining parts, along with all the ashes, are buried.

And this army is moving towards the next goal...

This is not the whole of the Winter Offensive, just an insignificant part of it.

On the Western Front, federal bombers were indiscriminately bombarding ports and ships docked at the ports, and all sites listed as bombing targets were not spared the fate of being bombed!

People on the ground fled in all directions, and the anti-aircraft guns poured ammunition into the air helplessly!

The bombers flew too high, and it was difficult for ordinary anti-aircraft guns to pose too much threat to them, and once they found themselves a target, they could easily avoid them.

The bomb kept falling, exploding, and the smoke column kept rising.

At this time, the Pengio military group also realized that the Federals launched a full-scale attack on the occupied area when they did not expect it!

But they really don't have any good solutions, not even the natives of Mariro, let alone those out-of-towners who haven't adapted to the climate here.

The good news from Marillo's side kept coming back, which relieved the pressure on both Mr. Truman and the military.

This also makes society less anxious.

"...Pay attention to appease the civilians. The idea I mentioned before can also be tried and implemented in Mariro."

When the Amelia region was not very stable in the past few years, Lynch provided the Prime Minister with an idea, that is, the registration policy.

The information of each family is fully registered, and then each person is issued a certificate.

This is different from a federal insurance number.

After all registrations are completed, everyone must show proof of registration whether they are traveling, working, or entering or leaving the city.

Once someone is identified as a member of the resistance army, then everyone who is registered under the same family must sit together~lightnovelpub.net~ At the same time, all Marillo families who have completed the registration can get priority from the federal side. jobs, and some material assistance.

For families who did not join the resistance group, the benefits of registration far outweighed the downsides.

But for those families who are a bit stingy, it is clear that the registration policy is very dangerous for them.

Under huge pressure, give people another channel to release the pressure——

The right to pardon by whistle-blowing, even if someone in the family is at fault.

As long as someone reports it, only the fault of the individual will be investigated, not the fault of the family.

Although this policy is in some ways too "cold", it is still necessary for the vast majority of ordinary peace-loving Marillos to use such tactics.

Of course, this policy will not be issued in the name of the federal government, but in the name of the new government of Mariro...