1889 Become One with the Enemy

"Please, let us go!"

"There is a big cellar under my house. Give us some water and some food and lock us in. We will never escape!"

This 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 communities, are less affected by frenetic moods and atmospheres.

His only thought now is that everyone can survive.

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

They will not attack the Federals, nor do they want to be harmed by the Federals!

The village chief's legs were shaking, 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 looked troubled.

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 or nineteen years old, twenty or so, is the age when they are stubborn and full of what they think is justice. They all have their own views on the world, values, and right and wrong.

Killing civilians is wrong!

No one fired, Ryan was a little annoyed, but the anger soon dissipated.

He thought of himself when he first arrived in Malillo. If he didn't touch death a few times, he wouldn't understand why the world was so cruel.

But he won't give these people a 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."

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

"We're leaving tomorrow, and these people we cleared out looked like they were delivering supplies."

"If their mission is not completed, the military police will come to investigate."

"When they get here, two things happen."

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

He held out a finger and said, "The first possibility is that these villagers followed our agreement and did not speak out."

"The gendarmes found nothing and continued to spread the investigation, but these villagers would soon starve to death in the cellars."

"They sacrificed themselves to protect our identities and our secrets."

"Second, when the military police came over, they made a sound. Soon the Penteo people knew that we existed, and they would even discover more clues."

"This will directly lead to the failure of our next combat mission, with more than half a million people like you."

"Federation soldiers who are eighteen, nineteen or twenty years old, with happy families, and maybe brothers and sisters, died on this damn land far away from the Federation because of your hypocritical kindness at this time!"

"Even after they died, it was difficult for their bodies and ashes to return to the Commonwealth and ended up becoming fertilizer that nourished the land."

"And the reason why they are like this is because you use silence to resist my orders."

"Now let's think about it, are these people going to sacrifice themselves for what is, to them, the identity and secret of a group of intruders?"

"Or are they trying their best to reveal everything they know so that they can not only get better rewards, but also help their country defeat us?"

"Use your stupid brains and tell me your answer!"

Almost instantly, everyone knew the result.

Obviously, these civilians will definitely not take the initiative to help them conceal their identities and information if they are bound to die.

Once their information is exposed, the battle plan will inevitably fail.

The front line was violently attacking, and the enemy troops behind the enemy lines that were supposed to have a miraculous effect were discovered in advance because of their kindness. Not only dozens of soldiers died on the front line.

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

The villagers are also aware of this. Even though they are given plenty of water and food in the cellar, the cellar entrance outside is locked.

If they don't save themselves, they will die.

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

The village chief suddenly turned around, pushed the person next to him, yelled "run", and then stood in front of Ryan.

After a gunshot, they joined together.

These corpses also completely wiped out any war romanticism that still remained in the hearts of young soldiers.

War is only cruel, not romantic!

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

The villagers were properly buried in the pits and then filled up. Someone drove a truck back and forth to compact the pits.

On the other side, the only remaining Pengeo soldier finally gave his account.

When facing the villagers, the federal soldiers still have some moral values ​​in their hearts, but when facing the enemy's soldiers, they don't have so much burden.

Torturing people, especially torturing the same kind, has always been the brightest aspect of human cruelty genes.

Shining not because it is beautiful, but because it is pure evil!

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

Nothing can understand humanity better than humans. The guilt caused by killing villagers was vented on these enemy soldiers in another way!

The officer was given intensive care, and they even cut one of his balls.

Of course, this also yielded 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 vehicle to the warehouse.

Then there will be one day to rest and recuperate, and then you need to return to the center of the empire to continue transporting and collecting supplies to the front line.

The current domestic situation in Peng Jie'ao is not very good, because the Austrian yuan has plummeted and become almost like waste paper, and it has become somewhat difficult for the imperial government to purchase food and other materials from the private sector.

In the words of the Emperor, whatever the price was in the past should be the price now. There is no reason why the domestic economy should completely collapse to the point of being invisible just because of some of the actions of the Federation people in the world.

That's what he said, but it didn't have any effect.

Wheat kernels that used to cost two or three yuan a pound now cost close to a hundred yuan to buy one pound.

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

Therefore, the Army Chief assigned a new task to the logistics troops, which is to find ways to obtain more supplies.

Of course, the people of the Pengeo Empire are not all selfish people. There are still many people in many places who are willing to support the empire's war.

It’s just that their support needs to be repaid.

They would provide people, efforts, 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 Pengio government has issued something called "Imperial Gold Bond".

This thing is not a currency in circulation, but it is the Pengjiao government's commitment to society.

After the war was won, they could exchange these gold bonds for gold.

This trick is indeed very useful, but the scope is not large and it is only limited to Penjiao's country.

In addition, there are some other solutions. In short, this logistics team must arrive at the front-line logistics warehouse before six o'clock tomorrow evening.

Ryan's eyes sparkled with surprise, and he immediately had all the supply boxes opened.

About 70 to 80 percent of the entire convoy is various grains, and the rest is various sundries.

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

The federal people are constantly being injured, and the Pengeo people are not saying that they will not be injured at all.

There are also kettles, lunch boxes, cigarettes, matches and other sundries, which are also the things that frontline troops need most.

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

Not to mention cigarettes and matches, essential items for soldiers on the front line to relieve stress.

In addition to these, there are also some new helmets, 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 soldiers who had finished changing their uniforms began to sort out the supplies on the truck.

Ryan selected some brave ones and put on the standard uniforms of the Pentjeo Army. They would find a way to get inside the defense line.

When the battle breaks out, they will destroy the defense line from within and prepare directly for the attack on the third line of defense.

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

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

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

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

The slow convoy of trucks returned to the road after being sorted out, and the shaky and uneven road surface made people sleepy.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is a deep sense of comfort when the sun shines on your body.

Ryan sat in the passenger seat and looked out the window at the peaceful and quiet scene, and slowly exhaled.

War is for a better peace!

At around one o'clock in the evening, the convoy turned on its headlights and slowly approached Pengeo's defense post.

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

These days, mug shots are still a high-threshold development and printing technology. There is no problem in using them on a small scale, but it is obviously impossible to popularize them on a large scale to millions of people.

Therefore, except for the upper-level officers, there are no photos on the IDs 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 randomly checked all the vehicles and randomly opened the supply boxes. After confirming that there were no abnormalities, they returned the documents to Ryan.

"It's over now, the empire will be victorious!"

The sentry's words stunned Ryan for a moment, then he nodded with a smile and said, "The empire will be victorious!"