"Please, let us go!"

"There is a big cellar under my house, give us some water, some food, lock us in, we will never run away!"

It was the best solution he could imagine, he didn't want to die, and he didn't want anyone else to die.

War, death, when facing him, he found that he was not as cruel as he imagined.

Small villages, far removed from larger herds, are less subject to fanaticism and atmosphere.

His only thought now is to hope that everyone can live.

They never did anything to the Commonwealth, they just lived, farmed, and reproduced here!

They will not attack the federal people, nor do they want to be hurt by the federal people!

The village chief's legs were trembling, and he looked haggard under the dim light. He lowered his head, bent over, and looked at the ground humbly.

Ryan turned around and looked at the soldiers behind him, who showed embarrassment.

When they left the Federation, they were mentally prepared to kill and be killed, but at this moment, they were facing a group of civilians.

Eighteen, nineteen, and twenties are stubborn and full of self-righteousness. They have their own views on world outlook, values, right and wrong.

Killing civilians, this is wrong!

Ryan was annoyed that no one fired, but the anger quickly dissipated.

He thought of himself who had just arrived in Mariro, and he would not understand why this world was so cruel until he touched death a few times.

But he will not give these people the chance to try and make mistakes, because the price is too high!

He ignored what the village chief said, but looked at the other soldiers, "Let's make a hypothesis."

"Supposing we let them go, we shut them up in the cellar, as the gentleman said, and locked the door from the outside."

"We're leaving tomorrow and the people we've cleared out look like they're delivering supplies."

"If their tasks are not completed, military police will come to investigate."

"When they get here, two things happen."

Ryan's tone was calm but attractive. Everyone was thinking about what would happen, including those villagers.

He stretched out a finger, "The first possibility is that these villagers did not make a sound according to our agreement."

"The military police found nothing and continued to expand the scope of the investigation, but these villagers would soon starve to death in the cellar."

"They sacrificed themselves to keep our identity and our secrets."

"Secondly, when the gendarmes came over, they made a noise, and soon the people of Penteo knew that we existed, and they would even discover more clues."

"This will directly lead to the failure of our next combat mission. More than half a million people are just like you."

"Eighteen, nineteen, twenty years old, federal soldiers with happy families, and maybe brothers and sisters, died in this damned land far away from the federation because of your hypocritical kindness at this time!"

"Even after they die, their bodies and ashes are difficult to return to the Federation, and eventually become the fertilizer that nourishes the land."

"And the reason why they did this is because you used silence to counter my orders."

"Now let's think about it, would these people sacrifice themselves for what was to them a group of intruders' identities and secrets?"

"Or are they trying to find ways to expose everything they know, not only to get better rewards, but also to help their country defeat us?"

"Think with your stupid brains and tell me the answer!"

Almost instantly, everyone knew the result.

Obviously, these civilians will definitely not actively help them conceal their identities and information when they must die.

Once their news is exposed, the battle plan is bound to fail.

The front line was violently attacked, and the enemy's rear troops that were supposed to have miraculous effects in the rear were discovered in advance because of their kindness, and not only dozens of soldiers died on the front line.

It may be thousands, tens of thousands, or even more!

The villagers are also aware of this, even if there is a lot of water and food in the cellar, but the cellar outside is locked.

They will surely die if they do not save themselves.

Self-help requires the help of external forces, which will inevitably expose more information.

The village head suddenly turned around and pushed the people around him, shouted "Run", and then stood in front of Ryan.

After a gunshot, they joined together.

These corpses also completely wiped out the remaining romanticism of war in the hearts of young soldiers.

War is cruel, not romantic!

Under Ryan's command, the army quickly took over the small village.

The villagers were properly buried in the pit, then filled up, and someone drove a truck back and forth to compact it.

On the other side, the only surviving Peng Jieao soldier finally confessed.

For the villagers, the soldiers of the Federation still have some moral values ​​in their hearts, but for the soldiers of the enemy, they don't have so much burden.

Torturing people, especially the same kind, has always been the brightest side of human cruelty.

Shiny not because it's good, but because it's pure evil!

Evil deeds driven by desire, with the purpose of torturing and destroying the sanity of the same kind.

Nothing can understand human beings better than human beings. The guilt brought by killing villagers is vented on these enemy soldiers in another way!

The officer was so well cared for, they even cut one of his balls.

Of course, this also got a lot of important information.

This is a logistics team that supports supplies for the front line. They will arrive at the third line of defense next year, and then send the supplies on the car into the warehouse.

Then there will be a day to rest and reorganize, and then you need to return to the central part of the empire to continue to transport and search for materials to the front line.

Now the domestic situation in Peng Jieao is not very good, because the Austrian yuan plummeted and became almost like waste paper, and it became difficult for the imperial government to purchase food and other materials from the private sector.

In the words of the emperor of the empire, what was the price in the past should be the same price now. There is no reason why the domestic economy has completely collapsed to an invisible level because of some actions of the Federation people in the international arena.

That's what it says, but it doesn't work.

Wheat kernels used to cost two or three yuan a pound, but now it costs close to a hundred yuan to buy a pound.

What's more terrible is that even if you have money, you may not be able to buy so many wheat kernels, unless you barter.

Therefore, the chief of the army arranged a new job for the logistics force, which is to try his best to get more supplies.

Of course, not all the people of the Penteio Empire were selfish, and there were still people in many places who were willing to support the empire's war.

It's just that their support needs to be rewarded.

They will send people, labor, food and various raw materials in exchange for war bonds.

From the outbreak of the war to the current deterioration of the economic situation, the Penteo government has issued a thing called "imperial gold debt".

This thing is not a currency in circulation, but a promise made by the Peng Jieo government to the society.

After the war is won, they can exchange these gold bonds for gold.

This trick is indeed very useful, but its scope is not large, it is only limited to Peng Jieao's country.

In addition, there are some other solutions. In short, this logistics team must arrive at the frontline logistics warehouse before 6 o'clock tomorrow night.

There was some surprise in Ryan's eyes, and he immediately asked people to open all the supply boxes.

About 70% to 80% of the entire convoy is all kinds of food, and the rest is all kinds of sundries.

For example, bandages, which are in huge demand on the front line.

The Federation people are constantly being injured, and it doesn't mean that the Pengjieao people will not be injured at all.

There are also sundries such as kettles, lunch boxes, cigarettes, matches, etc., which are also the most needed things for frontline troops.

The water bottle allows them to stay longer in the fortification, and the lunch box can carry food, but also has some other functions.

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Not to mention cigarettes and matches, which are necessary for soldiers to release stress on the front line.

In addition to these, there are some new steel helmets, and some new... military uniforms.

The quiet night covered up all the killings, but it couldn't hide the smell of blood.

At the edge of the woods, some wolves looked at the village in the distance, and soon disappeared into the woods.

The next day, some of the soldiers who had completed the changeover began to organize the supplies on the truck.

Ryan selected some courageous ones and put on the standard military uniforms of the Penteio Army, and they would find a way to get inside the defense line.

After the battle broke out, they would destroy it from within the defense line and make full preparations for attacking the third line of defense.

During this process, the identity may be exposed anytime and anywhere, and once exposed, death is certain.

So he needs to get in a few hours before the fight breaks out, not early in.

The time is set at night, just find a reason.

After the car goes in at night and unloads the goods, they can find a place to sleep. When the battle starts tomorrow, they will have more space.

The rickety, uneven road was drowsy as the slow convoy of trucks cleared up and went back on the road.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there will be a deep comfort when the sun shines on the body.

Ryan sat in the co-pilot's seat and looked at the peace and tranquility outside the window~lightnovelpub.net~ and exhaled slowly.

War is for a better peace!

After one o'clock in the evening, the team turned on the headlights and slowly approached Peng Jieao's defense post.

After the soldier raised his hand to stop the convoy, he came up to check Ryan's papers.

These days, headshot photos are still a high-threshold printing technology, and there is no problem with small-scale use. It is obviously impossible to spread to millions of people on a large scale.

Therefore, except for the upper-level officers, there are no photos on the documents of the lower-level officers, only some names and some anti-counterfeiting marks.

After checking that the documents were correct, the soldiers at the outpost checked all the vehicles randomly, opened the supply boxes at random, and returned the documents to Ryan after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

"It's time to pass, the empire is victorious!"

Ryan was taken aback by the sentinel's words, and then he nodded with a smile, "The empire is victorious!"