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- Lieutenant Bozik was numb.
According to the combat instructions, Platoon A rushed into the waiting hall. More than two hundred people in the hall screamed, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. The German soldiers shouted at all the non-combatants stranded in the terminal to get down on the spot.
The fire team rushed to the stairs next to the waiting hall and set up simple observation points on the stairs.
"Get down! Everyone, get down!" the German soldiers roared: "Everyone put their hands behind their heads and get down facing the ground!"
Bang bang bang! Buvich fired several warning shots at the ground, and then the crowd started to commotion again, shouting and shouting, and the scene became chaotic.
"Get down! Don't move!"
The German soldiers on the stairs pointed warily at the crowd in the waiting hall below, holding various weapons. The German soldiers in the waiting hall were on their hands and knees. Those Americans and Europeans who were non-combatants and thought that this place had become American land, whether they were men or women, old or young, were roughly pressed to the ground by the German soldiers. .
"Are you happy today? Huh?" Bozik held up the rifle with one hand and twisted the arm of a kneeling American with the other hand, twisting his arm behind his head. The man was in pain. Yell. "Put your hands behind your head, you stupid pig! Can't you understand people? Lie on your face!" Bozik kicked the American to the ground.
Bang bang bang! Another round of warning shots. After a scream in the departure hall, all the Americans put their hands behind their heads and lay on the ground.
Some people are still sobbing and choking.
"It looks like we've got them under control," Donald said to Peter beside him, breathing heavily while raising his rifle. Peter nodded to him and said nothing.
Bozik picked up the quantum walkie-talkie on his shoulder and said breathlessly: "Gomand 40DA calls Gomand HQ. We have suppressed the non-combatants in the waiting hall. I repeat, we have already Contain the non-combatants in the departure hall, over."
"Roger, Gormand 40DA, guard those people, we will dispatch helicopters to pick you up. I repeat, guard those people, and shoot if you have to, we will dispatch helicopters to pick you up, over."
"Germande received 40 DA, completed."
Edmund took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, took out a cigarette, lowered his head and lit it for himself with a lighter, and then puffed away.
"These people are really troublesome."
Some German soldiers moved among the non-combatants lying on the ground, searching carefully for their belongings. Not far away, the teammates of those soldiers were holding weapons and carefully covering them to prevent the non-combatants from rebelling.
"The shells are coming!" Suddenly someone shouted, and everyone immediately lay down and took cover. Phew - a shell screamed and hit the floor-to-ceiling window of the departure hall, shattering the window. The ground shook, and the gurgling clods of sand mixed with fine glass fragments were rolled into the waiting hall and poured onto the crowd.
There was another explosion in the waiting hall.
"Get down! Everyone get down!" the soldiers roared at the top of their lungs, "Hold your heads with your hands and get down on your face!"
Boom! There was a loud noise outside, and then, a huge black shadow whirled towards the departure hall while emitting thick smoke. That was a helicopter that was hit by gunfire!
"Stay away from the windows! Be careful!" Bwitch roared.
boom! Boom! The helicopter crashed into the hall and an earth-shaking explosion occurred. Deadly debris flew everywhere. Snapped! A piece of wing fragment came over and hit Kevin's left arm and shoulder. Kevin felt as if he hit a wall, and then his left arm flew out along with half of his chest. Hiss! Dark red blood spurted out like a fountain. Kevin lost consciousness for an instant. He knelt on the ground and then his whole body fell to the side.
"Oh my god! Kevin fell to the ground!"
Those Americans were petrified. An American lay on the ground, choking. He turned his head and looked to the left, then to the right, and found that no one was paying attention to him. Then the American stood up and ran away.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Come back!" Buwitch noticed the deserter and shouted. But the American ignored him and ran out desperately.
"Someone escaped without authorization!"
"Watch the others!"
"Put him down!"
"Pacifier! Put him down!"
Sniper Cole knelt down on one knee and quickly raised his sniper rifle. He held the sniper rifle steadily, his hands not shaking at all. The man ran out like crazy. Cole turned the sniper rifle slowly and bit the muzzle tightly.? people.
boom! There was a gunshot, and the running man fell to the ground. At this time, more than 200 non-combatants in the entire waiting hall went crazy. They stood up and shouted, pushing and shoving with the German soldiers.
Bang bang bang! Warning shots were useless. Soon, the conflict escalated and the Americans began beating German soldiers. The soldiers held their rifles across their chests and pushed the crazy people hard.
"Out of control! They're out of control!"
"Kill them all!"
"Fire!"
"Fire! All firearms fire!"
Edmund shook off the cigarette in his hand.
Then, a brutal massacre began.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Edmund and Doe set up machine guns and fired wildly at the crowd. Chains of bullets jumped and penetrated into the receiver cover in a steady stream, the gun bolt rolled back and forth crazily, and the smoking shells flew out of the ejection window one by one, pouring on the ground like running water, colliding with each other and making a harsh sound. Ding ding. Machine gun bullets swept through the crowd like a heavy rain, knocking people down one by one like cutting wheat - Edmund and Doe seemed to be testing the overload performance of their squad machine guns.
crazy! crazy! ! All crazy! ! ! More than two hundred people in the waiting hall screamed and rushed towards the exit of the hall like a tide. Behind them, the soldiers raised their weapons and fired desperately. Purple blood and paste-like remains of flesh splashed out from people's bodies and scattered everywhere. The whole scene cannot be described as bloody.
Bozik held a rifle and shot a frightened little girl down. Her grief-stricken mother ran over and tried to pull the little girl away, but she was also beaten to death by Bozik.
Pozik¡¯s stomach began to churn. He wanted to vomit, but he couldn¡¯t. He had already vomited everything in his stomach.
The magnetic firing pin in the rifle hits the bullet hard, igniting the gunpowder in the cartridge case. The bullet flew out of the gun barrel with a bang, and the impact of the gunpowder pushed the magnetic firing pin back hard. The cartridge case popped out with a click of gunpowder, and the next bullet in the magazine was pushed up. The magnetic firing pin returns to the magnetic field of the receiver, and is pushed forward by the magnetic field, hitting the bullet. So back and forth, the guns in everyone's hands roared like crazy.
Sergeant Orison shot one man's head away with a bang, then he turned the gun and broke the legs of another man. The man was still crawling on the ground, so Orison shot him twice more.
Orison finally couldn't bear it anymore and shot while vomiting.
The screams were so loud that they seemed to shake down the ceiling of the terminal. Connor gritted his teeth. Every time he aimed at someone, he always closed his eyes before shooting.
Fred is holding a shotgun. At his feet, a mountain of plastic shotgun casings and tacks had accumulated. He shot an old woman to death, and then knocked down his wife, purple blood splattered on the floor.
Corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood assaulted people's olfactory organs. Ten years later, any veteran who has experienced this incident will shake his head and say after talking about the experience at that time: "It was so tragic. That was the most terrifying scene I have ever seen in my life."
After ten minutes, the massacre ended. According to the regulations, after killing the prisoners, they should be shot in the head again. But no soldier did this at that time. Everyone collapsed on the ground, looking at the endless mountain of corpses with dull eyes. Among these corpses were young, old, and children.
¡°Crack, someone¡¯s rifle fell to the ground.
Two lines of thin tears slowly overflowed from Donald's eyes, sliding slowly down his rough cheeks to his chin, and then dripped onto the floor. Donald took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Connor took out a pack of cigarettes with trembling hands, then took out a lighter with trembling hands and lit a cigarette for himself.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The quantum walkie-talkie rang: "Gomande 40 called Gomande HQ, L¨¹beck Airport has been occupied by us, and we need the 59th Independent Assault Battalion. I repeat, L¨¹beck Airport has been occupied by us, and there are no enemies here. Now, the ground is safe, the 59th Independent Assault Battalion can come over, over."
Orison grabbed the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and threw it to the ground.
The Third Assault Brigade paid a heavy price and finally completely captured L¨¹beck Airport. At this moment, L¨¹beck Airport has been transformed into a large outpost military base by engineers. Helicopters rose and landed one after another, busy and busy. Various military supplies are continuously sent to the outpost. The transport planes were parked all over the runway, and piles of soldiers poured out of the transport planes, quickly forming into long lines and densely occupying the entire airport runway.
The entire airport is full of soldiers wearing helmets and armed to the teeth.?And helicopters and transport planes flying around, taking off and landing. Trucks transporting goods came and went, making it extremely busy.
The scene in front of them made the veterans feel proud and sad: they were proud that they had finally broken down this hard bone. What makes them sad is that they have lost too many brothers because of this strong man.
After a heavy transport helicopter stopped on the runway of the outpost, it opened its tailgate. Immediately afterwards, a gust of cold wind rushed into the originally warm cabin and blew through the two people in the empty cabin.
Private First Class Akrit Locher, who was sitting at the door of the cabin, shivered suddenly, then turned around, picked up the backpack and rifle at his feet, and followed Corporal Sally Lean out of the cabin.
Aklit followed Sally, his backpack, his rifle against his chest, his head was tall, and his equipment was clean and neat, just like he was about to participate in the military parade ceremony. Sally walked in front of Akrit. Her face was as yellow and green as a moldy green vegetable, as if she had just had a serious illness. The equipment she wore jingled with the vibration of her footsteps.
This is the most striking contrast between veterans and recruits.
Archimot Rockle is new, and is a uncompromising nerd. Unlike most people in the army, they joined the army because of the almost brutal service system. His joining the army was entirely of his own free will.
Sally Lean is quite pretty, but she rarely speaks because her brother was killed in a battle. She had been in the army for two years. Sally originally joined the army because she wanted to avenge her brother. But when she got here, she realized that this place was not what she imagined at all. The enemy and the enemy were clearly divided.
They walked through most of the base to the temporary position of D Company. Walking into the temporary position, they found the position of Platoon A and unloaded their weapons and equipment.
Sergeant Orison came over: "New here?"
Before Sally Bird could speak, Akrit stood up immediately, straightened his back, and saluted the most standard military salute with all his strength: "Private First Class Aklit Rocher is here to report!"
Akrit¡¯s roar alarmed other people on the battlefield. They stopped what they were doing, looked at Akrit in silence, and then laughed.
"Ha! The military police are here to inspect!"
"You've gone crazy fighting, kid!"
"Don't be so serious, kid," Orison said with a smile: "This is not a war. Also, you must never salute soldiers with a higher rank than you in the future."
"yes!"
Orison shook his head, smiled and walked away.
Akrit hesitated for a long time, and then slowly sat down under the uneasy gazes of everyone.
Someone chuckled twice.
Akrit took out a book from his bag. He opened the book and a photo slid out. The photo showed a very beautiful young girl with a smile that could charm any man.
"Who is this?" Jacks, who had quick eyes and quick hands, snatched the photo of Akrit, "It's so beautiful, is she your girlfriend?"
The brothers suddenly became interested and all gathered around. "Give it back to me!" Akrit reached out in vain to grab the photo, but Jacks dodged it.
"Look! There are words behind the photo!"
"Dear Diana," Jacks turned over the photo and read aloud, "I may die on the battlefield at any time, but if my death can exchange for the lives of others, if all those ugly enemies can be killed, then I won't hesitate! Now that I have become a soldier, now that I am here, I must accept death at any time. Fighting is a soldier's lifelong duty, and warriors are born for war. I will keep fighting until the sun shines. Break the darkness."
¡°It¡¯s so touching and passionate!¡±
"You are so brave, fresh meat, I see you don't even know the difference between a rifle grenade and a grenade!"
"Silly!"
"Does the thought of killing our enemies excite you, Private First Class? Are you going to take that long, damned dick of yours and help us take down those enemies?"
"Do you really think that Diana will wait for you to come back in peace and contentment? Don't be too naive!" Gavin shook his head and said: "Maybe your Diana has been owned by someone else, but you don't know it now. . Maybe it¡¯s your neighbor, maybe it¡¯s the postman, maybe it¡¯s your friend, or they even have a child. Instead of you going home and discovering this shocking fact, you might as well forget her now!¡±
"Exactly!" Jax added: "When you get home she might complain that you are only three inches long and the other guy is six inches long!"
"You are exaggerating. Whose 'Dick' has sixInches long? ! "Boya raised his head and said.
"Yes! I know a guy whose dick is six inches long, and that's the guy who's fucking Akrit's girlfriend!" Jakes yelled.
"You shameless guys, you talk about 'Peanuts', 'Scabbard' or 'Simon' all day long, don't you feel disgusted?"
¡°Ouch!¡±
"Yeah!" The people around started to cheer.
Yaklit stood up suddenly and pushed Jakes hard: "Keep fucking talking nonsense!"
"Well, what do you want? Do you want to lick my ass with your damn tongue?"
"Guys, stop pestering this piece of meat, let's let him know what real war is!" Hoboer said mockingly.
"Brothers, what music do you want to listen to?" Gavin took out a flute and asked. This is one of the few entertainment activities for soldiers in their free time.
"Can you play "The Twelve Days of Christmas"?" Bowsax asked.
"No problem!" Gavin replied, "Come on, let's sing together! Ahem" He cleared his throat, then put up the flute and pressed his lips to the lip pad.
The brisk melody flowed from the flute along Gawen's lips, and the notes fluttered out of the flute like happy birds. Gawyn was intoxicated by his own music. The Leiden reporter on the side was holding a cigarette and holding a camera.
The soldiers were infected by the sound of the flute and began to sing loudly and obscenely. The soldiers in other units' positions also turned around and joined in the chorus:
¡°On the first day of Christmas, my beloved gave me: an unsecured grenade. On the second day of Christmas, my beloved gave me: two delicious roasted peace doves, and a On the third day of Christmas, my beloved gave me: three bars of soap, two delicious roasted peace doves, and on the fourth day of Christmas, I received an unsafe grenade. On the fifth day of Christmas, my beloved gave me: four bee-tail pins, three bars of soap, two delicious roasted peace doves, and an unsecured hand grenade. A bottle of dodgy Motoloff cocktails, four bee-tail needles, three bars of soap, two delicious roasted peace doves, and an unsecured hand grenade from my beloved on the sixth day of Christmas. Give me: six atomic bombs, five bottles of dodgy Motolov cocktails, four bee-tail needles, three bars of soap, two delicious roasted peace doves, and one unsafe grenade.¡±
The lyrics sound very cheerful, but no matter how you listen to them, they reveal a sense of desolation! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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