Blackstone Code Chapter 993: Hammer in the face
The bullets were still whistling outside, Ryan was gasping for breath, and he couldn't even move now.
He still didn't understand why the kid would stab him. He looked at the veteran and asked with some fear, "Am I going to die?"
The veteran was silent for a few seconds, which plunged Ryan into deep despair.
He felt like he might not live much longer.
"If I say no, you won't think it's true." After a few seconds, the boss said, "You have about ten minutes left, if no one comes to take you after this time. Going to surgery, I can only take your nameplate back."
Ryan subconsciously held the small steel plate around his neck with his name, job number, and his blood type on it, for when math was needed in the field hospital.
Many times the wounds caused by the war cannot wait for the blood type test results, so everyone has been tested before joining the job, and their blood type will be engraved on the nameplate with a steel stamp.
At the hospital, the doctor knows what kind of blood to use by looking at the brand, and does not need to re-test, which saves a lot of time, which makes those injured more likely to survive.
Ryan's face was filled with despair, he took another look at the little girl who was lying at the door with half of her head thrown off, and asked in disbelief, "Why...she did that, I Just wanted to give her a candy."
The veteran looked at Ryan and said in a very special tone, like self-deprecating and sarcastic, "For them, we are intruders after all..."
In fact, this is not all the reasons. Most of the people who live here are Marillos. The hatred between them and the former ruling class Maroris is difficult to resolve. It is a hatred carved into the bones.
When children are born, adults will instill a concept in them - "One of your relatives died at the hands of the Mallory, and if there is a chance in the future, you will avenge him/her. !”
Sanchez is a Mallory, blue eyes, symbolizing the nobility of the sky, and under the sky, there are countless hatreds.
These provide them with the necessary power source, which is the worst thing the federal government fears.
In case their neighbors are really unified, even if their population will plummet due to the war, only 30 to 50 million.
But these 30 to 50 million people are not ordinary people. They are 30 to 50 million people who can become soldiers and veterans who have participated in the war as long as they are given weapons.
This kind of neighbor will become a nightmare for the Federation, and the most important thing to do now is to smash the nightmare before it forms!
Ryan's face had an unidentified smile, and he felt a deep exhaustion, "Have you encountered such a thing in Amelia?"
The veteran moved under the window and observed the situation outside. As soon as he appeared, several bullets came.
He crouched on the ground and looked at Ryan with his head tilted, "Yes, everyone hates us because all we're going to do is kill their fathers, husbands, sons, all their relatives, they It's impossible not to hate us, as it is now."
The squad leader pulled the bolt, and took advantage of the moment when the bullet stopped, and quickly got up to fight back.
Immediately across the road there is the sound of something falling heavily, and the simple swearing of locals.
"I'm dying." Ryan looked at the wound that still couldn't stop bleeding, and the blood didn't slow down at all, "I can feel it."
"If you can go back, help me tell my mom I love her, help me tell my dad not to drink so much..."
The captain quickly squatted and ran to Ryan's side, looking at him, "Don't talk nonsense, would you like to gamble?"
"What to bet?", Ryan asked, "I'm like this, what else can I bet on?"
"Bet if God will take you away!"
The squad leader pulled down the medical kit behind Ryan. He shouted to the outside that he needed cover, and then took out the alcohol and sprinkled it near the wound.
Ryan felt pain from the touch of alcohol and the wound. He frowned and looked at the squad leader, "I don't understand what you mean."
The squad leader took out the scalpel and looked at him, "I'll cut your wound now, and sew up the punctured internal organs first, so that you won't lose blood so fast, maybe we're lucky enough, Just a small wound."
"Don't look at the horrific speed and amount of blood loss. In fact, it only takes a malt-sized opening to cause this kind of injury. As long as we keep it from bleeding so fast, you can live."
"And I'm going to cut your stomach, do you want to take a gamble?"
Ryan's scalp started to go numb when he heard the news that he could survive, he nodded vigorously, "Why not, come on!"
"You bear with it, it hurts a little...", the next second, the scalpel in the squad leader's hand cut Ryan's stomach along the wound, and the intestines inside rushed towards the wound quickly .
"Don't push too hard, it will block my vision...", the squad leader put down the scalpel, stuffed it with gauze, and sucked up the deposited blood. When he looked up at Ryan, He actually fainted.
"This guy... dizzy."
Soon the team leader found the bleeding point, which was less than a centimeter wide and not very deep, which is good news.
He didn't know what it was, he quickly hooked up the two sides of the split with the suture, and pulled hard-
Run En, who was in a coma, sat up abruptly, his face pale and terrifying, and he was awakened by pain.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Bean-sized beads of sweat poured out of his skin at once. He looked at the team leader and seemed to want to express something, but the team leader punched him on the chin.
"You better be quiet!"
The next step is the less elaborate sutures, and Ryan's luck is not poking his intestines.
The entire operation lasted less than five minutes. Seeing that the wound was still bleeding, but the speed had obviously slowed down, the team leader breathed a sigh of relief.
He hid under the windowsill with his weapon and began to observe the situation outside.
The fighting on the street continued, and after the problem broke out, the command vehicle immediately requested to withdraw first.
Now the entire team is trapped in the encirclement. If they can't break through in time, they are likely to be bit by bit.
Fortunately, there were still some people who stayed on the outskirts of the city. With the help of these people, they successfully opened a passage, allowing the large army to pull out smoothly.
At 12:40 noon, after counting, the death toll has exceeded 200.
What's even more irritating is that the bodies of some Federations were hung by local warlords on the façades of mobile five-story buildings.
Dozens of corpses were hung so densely that they seemed to be showing off something.
The news was quickly reported back to the Ministry of Defense and Lynch, which is why the other party insisted that Lynch answer the phone when he knew that Lynch was eating.
"Confirm the list, I want a detailed and accurate list, and then follow the company's rules and regulations."
"Also re-evaluate the reasons for the failure of this battle. Although we failed, I believe that failure will make us stronger."
"Orders field service personnel who have participated in combat command in Amelia to replace the commanders sent by those in the Ministry of Defense and re-plan for the upcoming battle."
"I will go to the office in the afternoon, I hope you can give me some good news."
The sergeant can only say yes, he can't say anything.
It can be said that those who went to Mariro this time are all the elites of the current army and navy. They are still commanded by the staff of the army strategic command, but they failed, which actually reflects some of the problems existing in the federal army.
At present, some people in China, including the military and the Ministry of Defense, are blindly optimistic about the combat effectiveness of the federal army.
There are two things that support their optimism.
The first point is that before the navy defeated Gafra, no one thought the navy could do it, so they would describe the battle as a battle of "betting on the fortune of the country".
In the end, the navy won. Although the victory was a bit of a coincidence, it also proved that the federal navy was not as weak as everyone thought~IndoMTL.com~ They subconsciously thought that the army should be the same, The success of the Navy can be replicated.
Second point, Blackstone Security's military operations in Amelia have been going smoothly. They mistakenly mistook a group of civilians who just took up arms as the most elite army in the world.
And in the process, Blackstone Security also gave them enough convenience and leadership, such as directly allowing them to "discover" the enemy's lair and master the opponent's secret whistle and the like.
These victories make those people in China feel that they are very good.
Finally, this time, they encountered a really troublesome opponent. As soon as they came into contact, they caused the deaths of maybe two or three hundred people.
The sergeant said that there were more than 100 people. Lynch didn't believe it. There must be some who could not be rescued. The death toll may exceed 10%!
This battle loss rate is too high, and it can even be said that these people from Blackstone Security will not experience such a high battle loss rate again, otherwise they will all "retire".
Because of their mental problems, soldiers' ability to kill enemies on the battlefield comes from confidence.
It's a self-confidence that "they won't die" and "the enemy will die", they believe this will happen, so they have the courage and morale to fight.
But when they find that "they can die anytime, anywhere" and "it is difficult to destroy the enemy", they can no longer be qualified soldiers.
They will be afraid, and fear will cause them to resist orders, and the resistance will become superficial and eventually affect others.
So a unit has suffered many defeats in a short period of time, or often defeated, and soon this wrong will be disbanded.
The same goes for these 3,000 people, with their spines broken, how could they be able to hold on?
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