1117 No Martial Ethics

Xiong Pass was once one of the important passes of the Malorian Dynasty and one of the main routes from the south to the north of Maloro. Because the terrain of Maloro is mountainous and forested, there are many similar terrains.

Often three or five mountains are "stacked" on top of each other, and only the road at the foot of the mountain is passable.

In order to hold on to the main road, the ancient royal family would choose a mountain road to stay, and then block other passages in various ways, and build, expand, and build fortifications around this passable mountain road.

The Malorians would live in the central royal court behind these passes, while the Malorians would live in the four directions.

In local ancient legends, there is a saying that "gods live in the center of the world, while untouchables are distributed in all directions." The Mallorians also planned the entire country according to this statement.

This plan was very effective for a long time. Even if people could climb over the mountains and enter the core area of ​​Marillo, it would be limited to a small number of people and not suitable for large-scale marches.

Coupled with patrols when necessary, no large-scale army can cross the mountains to attack the imperial court.

This ensured that the rule of the Malorites encountered little resistance. Ordinary untouchables who wanted to enter the core area had to apply in advance, explain the reasons, and then be hung with something like a necklace.

It is not a collar, it is longer and larger than a collar. It describes when, for what reason, and with whose approval these people entered the core area of ​​the country.

It is too easy to tell the difference between Malorians and Malorians. If a Malorian appears in the royal court without that explainable thing hanging around his neck, anyone has the right to kill him!

Before the complete corruption of the Malorian rulers, it had never been heard of any important pass being attacked from the front by the Malorians.

At this moment, the team heading north faced such a majestic pass.

As we approach the pass, we can already see the "houses" built on the top of the mountain or on the mountain wall. It is said that they were built by former slaves.

There will be quite a few archers and slingers gathered inside. When enemies come to attack, they only need to shoot arrows or throw stones through the one-foot-square window to minimize the number of enemies.

Further forward, a city wall more than thirty meters high was vaguely visible, lying across the passage. The surrounding mountain walls are covered with various hiding places, and even part of the mountain has been hollowed out.

Xiongguan, which once might not have been conquered by humans from the front, looked a little embarrassed when faced with modern weapons.

When the convoy got closer, Ryan noticed that the city wall that had given him a lot of psychological pressure just now was covered with cracks and craters, which were the traces left by bullets and cannonballs.

What is surprising is that it has suffered so much shelling and still stands, which shows how thoughtful its designers were.

It didn’t lose to anyone, it just lost to time!

All the convoys heading north paused and stopped a certain distance away from the city gate. The commander lowered his head and looked at his wrist. It seemed that he had nothing to explain.

There was some commotion among the soldiers. Facing such a pass, even with modern weapons, it did not seem to be an easy task to conquer it.

Ryan was checking the weapon and loading the bullet. Although he thought it was impossible to load it with human life, he would still charge if necessary.

This is his biggest change. When he first arrived here, he believed that human life was extremely important.

After experiencing so many things, he suddenly realized that compared to some things, the least valuable thing was human beings themselves.

Human beings are just consumables!

What’s even more sad is that most people don’t realize this!

Ten minutes later, there was already some commotion in the convoy. Just when some people were asking what to do next, there was a roar behind them.

It was like a swarm of huge wasps circling in my ears, the buzzing was overwhelming.

Ryan stood up quickly, turned around and looked behind him. Many people were like him.

Then smiles appeared on these people's faces, they took off their hats, waved at the planes in the sky, and shouted loudly.

It makes no sense, but they just want to do it for no reason!

The pilot flying at the first position saw the soldiers on the ground. He turned on the radio and said with a smile, "It seems they like us very much, so we have to help them better."

Then the laughter of other pilots came from the radio. They were not nervous at all. This kind of trick like adults bullying children may be the pilot's favorite thing to do.

They fly in the sky, safely and securely. They don't need to worry about stray bullets and artillery shells. No one can hurt them as long as they are not so close to the ground.

This is the Q-II bomber, which adds a top-down window just below the pilot's feet.

When the pilot lowers his head, he can see the ground through a glass window with a sight.

During the previous bombing, some pilots made some suggestions. They had to lower their flying altitude in order to bomb the target more accurately. This was dangerous.

Some aircraft have experienced a high degree of metal fatigue and tearing during the dive and lift process, and the strong force has torn part of the fuselage.

The opinion of researchers at the institute is not to perform continuous dives and pull-ups. If you do this frequently, it is very likely that the wings will be broken directly during a pull-up.

So they thought of a better way, which was to allow the bomber pilots to see the ground and give them a rough sight.

In the experiment, the sight was adjusted differently in terms of speed and height to accommodate more complex situations.

By this time the bombing formation had passed the convoy, and then they began to lay eggs.

The commander raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, and then said to the adjutant, "There are still two rounds of bombing. Tell the artillery that we need them to open a passage for us, but the position of the bombardment must avoid that door..."

After a while, the field guns began to be loaded, and the roar of artillery fire began as the flag bearer waved the flag in his hand.

Ryan looked at the city wall in the distance in a daze, smelling the smell of gunpowder in the air. He seemed to have fallen in love with this kind of life.

He tried to go back to the past, but he couldn't stand anything in that peaceful life.

It was lifeless, and it looked like everyone was enjoying peaceful happiness, but he couldn't stand it.

That is not true peace, or that is not true happiness. He is extremely eager to return to the battlefield. Only here can he find his true self!

The shelling and bombing lasted for a long time. To be honest, except for occasionally seeing a few enemies, most of the soldiers were at a loss. They have not even discovered where the enemies are until now!

Regardless of whether they can be found or not, these shellings and bombings are necessary. This is Lynch's "at all costs", no one can stop him and them!

With the shelling and bombardment, a section of the city wall suddenly collapsed, and the commander stopped the shelling in time.

It is enough that the collapsed wall allows the soldiers to get on the wall. They have to go over and open the gate from the inside, rather than everyone climbing over.

They had to continue heading north with supplies.

Half an hour later, the last round of bombing ended, and the soldiers were almost assembled. With the commander's order, they began to attack!

This is an honorable battle, but war has nothing to do with honor!

The engineers quickly climbed up and provided rope ladders for the soldiers below to quickly catch up with them. They watched the soldiers quickly climb up the wall, listened to the gunshots that continued to erupt but could not be connected, and watched the city gate. Opening it, the commander asked the entire army to follow suit without expression.

Ryan was breathing heavily at this time. He had two more partners, two non-veteran company employees. They had received complete military training. This was their first time on the battlefield.

But they didn't act like they were on the battlefield for the first time, which confused Ryan.

He stood by the door, holding a frag grenade in his hand. As his companion kicked the door open, he pulled the tab off the grenade. For a moment, the end of the grenade's wooden handle smoked, and he threw it away. Entered the room.

Two or three seconds later, with a bang, several fragments were shot out of the room and embedded in the opposite wall. There was no sound in the room.

No, there was, there was only the sound of some dust falling. Four people entered the room and started to shoot the corpse again. One shot in the head and one shot in the chest. This was the company's policy.

Someone was once fined 1,000 yuan for missing a shot when refilling his gun. From then on, no one dared to refill less, only more.

"Have you ever participated in a battle before?" Ryan asked casually after tidying up.

The two newcomers shook their heads. They knew what Ryan was asking. One of them couldn't help but said, "Now the company's newcomer training process has changed."

"People often shoot at us during training. We were scared at first, but then we became more and more accustomed to it. Now, as long as the bullets don't hit me, I basically don't feel anything about those gunshots."

Ryan was stunned for a moment, "This is a good idea, who came up with it?"

"It is said to be Mr. Lynch. He always has a lot of ideas. It's amazing!"

Ryan nodded, and the four of them continued to explore inside the city wall. They had to clean up everything here.

There were gunshots, fighting sounds, explosions, and some abruptly interrupted sounds of begging for mercy and wailing. The inside of the collapsed city wall felt like hell on earth!

More than two hours later, people blasted the city gate to ensure that it would not be closed again. After leaving a team of twenty people, everyone continued northward.

In less than an hour after they left, all the Mariro warlords received a message

The Federals were unruly and launched an offensive during spring planting!