Chapter 297 If They Don't Take up Guns, the Chinese Will Have No Future!

Gao Jin led a team armed with live ammunition and ambushed around the military camp, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

The Chinese behind him all looked nervous. After all, they had never been to the battlefield and were a little uneasy.

"Here we go."

The Javanese military vehicle drove towards the military camp, and the officer in the co-pilot looked at the camp in front strangely.

"Damn, where are the sentries? A bunch of trash, they only know how to sleep." This time, no matter what, they must rectify the military discipline.

Although the military discipline in Java has always been bad, it really shouldn't be so slack.

The officer jumped out of the car, "Damn, take out the lazy sleepers, I want to beat them to death."

I was originally angry at the incompetence of the government, and now I was angry at my own soldiers.

I just pulled out the belt from my waist and planned to discipline them.

But there was an explosion in his ears, and the huge air wave lifted him up and hit him heavily on the windshield of the military vehicle.

He only felt pain all over his body, his eardrum was obviously damaged, and a tinnitus made his head split.

He managed to stand up straight and looked at the camp, "What...what's going on?"

The whole camp was engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, with broken limbs and arms scattered on the ground, and even white brains still wriggling.

It was so similar to the massacre of the Chinese yesterday!

Then he saw people wearing the same military uniforms as them, rushing in with guns and shooting at people.

The soldiers who survived the explosion were also killed by guns.

In a hurry, he pulled out the pistol from his waist, but before he opened the safety, he was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground.

Then he saw a young-looking Chinese boy, holding a gun and looking at him nervously.

"No...don't." The officer stretched out his hands to stop him.

But the next moment, he was knocked to the ground by a burst of bullets from the Chinese boy.

The soldiers were caught off guard. The sudden explosion caused them to suffer heavy casualties. They were also hit by intensive firepower and could not organize an effective counterattack at all.

As time went on, the sound of gunfire in the barracks became less and less, and hundreds of Javanese soldiers were completely wiped out.

But the Chinese side also suffered losses. Nearly a dozen people died, all of whom were Chinese who had just been summoned.

But most of them were killed by Javanese soldiers because they did not listen to orders and rushed too far forward.

Those who survived the battle more or less understood teamwork.

Now time is urgent, Gao Jin has no time to improve their combat literacy systematically.

He can only give a simple explanation and let these people learn battlefield survival skills on the edge of life and death.

"Everyone, clean up the battlefield. If there are survivors, make up the gun!"

Then the sound of make-up guns sounded intermittently.

An hour later, hundreds of people drove the captured military vehicles back to the manor.

Most of the Chinese soldiers in the car who had been baptized by war began to tremble involuntarily.

This is a symptom of overexcitement of the sympathetic nerves and excessive secretion of adrenaline.

These people turned directly from prey to hunters, which made them feel extremely excited and showed a bloodthirsty cold light in their eyes.

Some people even felt that they had not killed enough and wanted to kill more.

Gao Jin also discovered this situation. For those who went to the battlefield for the first time, they all had these behaviors to a greater or lesser extent.

It was the same when he was in the L Mountain offensive and defensive battle. His comrades rushed up one by one without caring about their lives, thinking in their hearts that they wanted to kill all the enemies.

"From now on, you are real soldiers. Remember one thing on the battlefield, that is, obey orders!

Next time, I will lead you to a greater victory!"

Gao Jin encouraged everyone at the right time. The eyes of the people in the car became much firmer. They originally just wanted to live. Since the Javanese didn't want them to live, they would bite off a piece of each other's flesh even if they died.

When they arrived at the manor, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

The other Chinese in the manor looked at the young man with blood on his body and kept jumping off the military vehicle in surprise.

Those who were closer could still smell the strong smell of blood.

"Big Leopard?"

"Second Strong?"

A few familiar shouts appeared among the Chinese, which made them come back to their senses, and the depressing atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

A group of people happily surrounded them, touching the guns enviously and asking something.

"Xiaofeng? Xiaofeng? Have you seen my Xiaofeng?" An anxious voice sounded from the crowd.

Several young men holding guns looked a little unnatural when they heard the voice. Xiaofeng was one of the casualties.

"Auntie, Xiaofeng was accidentally shot and died... The body is in the military vehicle behind."

The woman was stunned and looked at them with disbelief, then stumbled towards the military vehicle behind.

She kept searching for Xiaofeng's figure.

"Ah~ my Xiaofeng." The shrill cry made people feel sad, and some emotionally fragile people also shed tears.

"Why, he is only fifteen years old, still a child.

Why did you send him to the battlefield? These children are the future of the Chinese."

The woman's cry moved all the Chinese. Everyone has children, and no one wants their children to die on the battlefield.

The atmosphere became more and more depressed, and the scene became quiet.

"Da Da Da..." footsteps sounded.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother."

Li Qing came over from not far away, and all the younger brothers bowed their heads to greet him.

He came in front of the woman and looked coldly at the woman who was slumped on the ground.

"Future? If they don't pick up guns, the Chinese will have no future!"

When this voice came out, all the Chinese felt deafening. Yes, if they did not fight this time, the Chinese would still be massacred like animals thirty years ago.

"Establishing a place where only Chinese people live is the future!

Guns are the future!

Revolution is the future!"

Li Qing's voice spread throughout the manor, and everyone's expression began to firm up and clenched their fists.

"Revolution!"

"Revolution!"

"Revolution!"

Huge sound waves hovered over the manor, and everyone understood a truth, that only by fighting can they survive.

Only with revolution, Chinese people will not be slaughtered.

Everyone looked at Li Qing's back with reverence until he disappeared into the darkness.

Only Li Qing's old brothers knew that those who came out of the darkness were either demons or gods.

But no matter whether Li Qing was a god or a demon, he was their eldest brother who they firmly followed.

Li Qing walked into the villa with a frown. Although he got the arms of Beiba City, the remaining four military camps in Beiba City had probably received the news by now.

There are more and more Chinese gathering in the manor, and it is urgent to form a military system.

In addition, the manor is no longer suitable for collecting Chinese, and a place for the elderly, the weak, women and children to live must be found.

Separate them from the soldiers under their command, otherwise their morale will be affected.