Chapter 28: Bloody Demon

More than a hundred terrorists of the "killer organization" with tattered clothes and blood all over their bodies, as well as Afghan guerrillas and international mercenaries, stumbled out of the valley of ice-paneled plates. When they finally saw the border marker erected high on the border between China and Russia, more than half of them knelt on the snow and cried bitterly. Even the Afghan guerrillas and international mercenaries who had been tested by the war were sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.

They were bombed in a group of more than 300 fighter jets of the Chinese Air Force for an hour and a half, with a total dispatch of more than 700 aircraft. This was definitely a hellish nightmare!

Within an hour and a half, the Chinese Air Force deployed a total of 4,000 tons of bombs of different types and 500 solid incendiary bombs in the valley of Ice Pan, which poured out at least 1.2 million cannon shells; a self-propelled artillery battalion poured out nearly 800 155mm caliber grenades into the valley; China's strategic missile force even launched a total of 68 missiles at Ice Pan!

The place of the Ice Board has been completely wiped out from the map with the most fierce firepower by the Chinese troops and leveled it!

A member of the "killer organization" knelt there and cried, screaming: "Madman, madman, they are all madmen! They just wanted to kill more than 100 of their people, and dispatched hundreds of bombers and used so many missiles! If we want to establish our own country, if we want to own our own homes, do we have to fight such madmen? Do we have to steal our happiness from the madmen? Can anyone tell me, if one day we really become independent and we really establish our own country, will China directly use the same method and use more bombers and missiles to completely flatten the country we have worked hard to build?!"

No one can answer his question!

A senior Afghan guerrilla, looking at the death road behind them that no one wants to recall, was silent for a long time before whispering: "It seems that the Chinese are really angry this time."

At this moment, they suddenly heard a sound that was so dull that they could hardly hear any emotions: "Please raise your hands!"

When these terrorists of the "killer organization" who lost all their weapons to escape, they were shocked when they saw more than a dozen guns pointing at their black holes.

More than a dozen Chinese soldiers crawled out of the snow, and suddenly a crisp gunshot sounded. A mercenary who quietly came out of the self-defense pistol let out a miserable hum. He held the right hand of the pistol and was interrupted by a shot.

Zhan Xiage slowly walked to the group of prisoners with pale faces like lambs to be slaughtered. He said in a nearly mechanical voice: "Now I want to ask everyone to help me solve my questions, and I hope everyone can speak enthusiastically. As long as I can give me a satisfactory answer, I can let him go. The chances are limited, and those who want to survive should not miss it."

A member of the "killer organization" plucked up his courage and said, "Aren't you Chinese soldiers not killing prisoners? You can't scare me with this trick. I don't believe you will really shoot us!"

"Yes!" Zhan Xiage nodded and said, "Actually, I don't want to waste bullets either!"

Zhan Xiage walked to the terrorist of the "killer organization", stretched out his big hand and pinched his neck like a chicken, lifted him up, and then pulled out the tiger-tooth fighting saber in front of everyone, slowly cutting the terrorist's throat.

Zhan Xiage threw the terrorist on the ground like a broken piece of goods, allowing him to lie on the ground, covering his throat and rolling. He glanced at the audience and asked calmly: "Who has the question of not killing prisoners now? What else do you don't understand? You can raise your hand to speak."

Everyone was shocked. They were not kind-hearted men and women. They also had a group of fierce characters, but they had never seen a murderous character like Zhan Xiage. Zhan Xiage, who had just retired from the battlefield and still had a smoke of gunpowder, really doesn't care about human lives, whether it's his own or others'!

"Okay, it seems that in some ways, we have reached a consensus!"

Zhan Xiage nodded with satisfaction, took out a bunch of disguised beards from his arms, raised it up, and asked: "Who can tell me who is wearing Amirali, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know the name. As long as he can retell his appearance and physical characteristics to us, it will be considered a qualified pass. If you know now, please raise your hand!"

A terrorist of the "killer organization" raised his hand hesitantly, and his companion who stood beside him glared at him and spat a mouthful of saliva on him.

Zhan Xiage nodded a little, and Yan Jun brought the terrorist aside to interrogate. Zhan Xiage walked to the terrorist who spitted at his companions and said, "I must admit that you are a man. There are fewer and fewer brave men like you. You are a real soldier. I can only say that I respect your choices and positions."

Zhan Xiage quickly dismantled the grenade that the terrorist was pulling the lead and preparing to self-destruct into a dud. Then, with a respectful look, he raised the bloody tiger-tooth fighting saber in his hand to the terrorist. "Relatively speaking, I prefer you, not the soft-boy who gave up his position when he heard that he had hope of survival. However, he has surrendered to me now, and it is the object and friend I want to protect. I can't watch my friend be bullied by the enemy and remain indifferent, right?"

At the feet of Zhan Xiage, another corpse was added. He asked calmly: "It's still the same question. Is there anyone willing to be my friend?"

Another terrorist from the "killer organization" raised his hand tremblingly.

"Okay, I have received enough supporters for this question. We can continue with the next question. My questions are limited. I hope everyone will not miss the opportunity. Of course, if the answers they gave me are different, you still have extra opportunities."

Zhan Xiage played with the bloody and steaming tiger-tooth fighting saber in his hand, and asked calmly: "Who can tell me where the real Mr. Amirali should be now, and what method should I use to find him?"

A terrorist of the "killer organization" couldn't wait to raise his hand. Before Zhan Xiage could respond, he stretched out his neck and shouted: "I know that Amirali is in Russia now. As the representative of our organization, he has joined forces with the brothers in Chechnya!"

"Yes, the answers were very enthusiastic. I really want to believe that the answer you told me was correct!"

Zhan Xiage walked up to the terrorist and asked seriously: "But tell me, you told me that you gave the answer in public. Isn't this a direct foul and a confession in front of me? Tell me yourself, what should I do about this violation?"

The terrorist stared at the bloody tiger-tooth fighting saber in the War Hero singer, and a "ticaca" sound came from his throat. His legs kept trembling like cramps. The companions who were standing on the same front around him were all looking at him coldly with contemptuous eyes. He suddenly let out a hysterical stern horn: "I didn't lie, please believe me..."

A stinky smell came from the terrorist's lower body. He was so scared by Zhan Xiage that he wet his pants in public.

"You are so brave, how can you be a terrorist?" Zhan Xiage stabbed the tiger-tooth fighting saber into his heart. In the last few seconds of this terrorist's life, Zhan Xiage patted his shoulder and said, "Go to be a good baby in the next life. Don't learn to do this kind of thing that hangs your head on your belt!"

"It seems that I can only invalidate this problem!"

Zhan Xiage shrugged his shoulders lightly, pulled out his self-defense pistol, and then hided behind his companion and quietly took out his self-defense weapon. He shot through the companion in front of him. Immediately, a soldier from the Fifth Special Forces went over and took away the weapons on him.

Yan Jun walked to Zhan Xiage and reported to him in his ear. Zhan Xiage nodded, and then said to the prisoners who had lost their weapons and also lost their resistance forces: "After we verify, the sincerity of the two collaborators has been basically confirmed. Now I announce that everyone has lost another chance to survive, because someone has already walked in front of you."

The two surrenders were brought to Zhan Xiage by Yan Jun. Zhan Xiage looked at them and smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have successfully passed my assessment. Now you can have one person to survive."

The surprise smiles on the faces of the two terrorists who betrayed the organization and betrayed the comrades just emerged and completely stagnated, because the voice of the War Heroes song like a demon continued to reach their ears: "I will only let one person go for one question, but you have two of you, so you two will discuss themselves, who should I let go and who should be killed!"

After a while, a sound of a fight came. After five minutes, a terrorist who was covered in scars and walking walked to Zhan Xiage. Zhan Xiage nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you can leave now. My subordinates and I will never hurt you again!"

Watching the traitor who betrayed all his companions slowly walk away, Zhan Xiage turned around and said, "Now we have a good start. I believe everyone can truly understand my purpose and integrity in being a human being, right?"

More than a dozen terrorists from the "killer organization" suddenly roared together and rushed towards Zhan Xia Ge. Zhan Xia Ge waved his hand slightly and said, "Don't move!"

Zhan Xiage, who had already made a proper rest on the border line, held a tiger-tooth fighting saber and gave an absolutely classic fighting assassination class in front of everyone. In less than three minutes, more than a dozen terrorists who were so tired that their legs and feet were weak all fell at Zhan Xiage's feet.

Zhan Xiage raised his foot and stepped down hard. A terrifying sound like broken dry firewood suddenly came from his body that was still rolling under his feet. The terrorist who had broken his spine by him made a tragic roar. He struggled on the ground for less than thirty seconds, and his whole body twisted into an unnatural action and fell on this land that still belonged to China.

Zhan Xiage casually wiped off the blood beads that oozed out of his face. It was the commemoration left by a terrorist before he died. It was this three-inch-long scar that made Zhan Xiage add a kind of terror and hideousness that was definitely not human. At this moment, although he was still standing there smiling, everyone, including the soldiers of the Fifth Special Forces, shivered.

Yes, Warha Ge is already crazy!

If he wants to survive on the battlefield and bring those brothers who have given their lives to his hands home alive, he, as a commander, must be crazier than this crazy battlefield, this crazy world!

Facing a group of thugs and mercenaries who kill without blinking, he will kill without blinking more than them!

This is the survival philosophy of a soldier and a commander of a special forces on the battlefield... calm and crazy!

Zhan Xiage kept asking questions, and people kept falling at his feet. In this cold and quiet world, a series of crisp gunfire sounds from time to time. An hour later, Zhan Xiage's feet were covered with corpses. Some were stabbed to death by the tiger-tooth fighting sword among the Zhan Xiage's singers, some were killed by the brothers of the Fifth Special Force behind Zhan Xiage with automatic rifles, and some were killed by fighting and killing each other in order to win the quota for survival.

There are not more than ten people who can let Zhan Xiage raise his hand to let go!

The War Hero Singer was holding the tiger-toothed saber that had been repeatedly stained with blood for dozens of times, and stood there silently. He knew that the other brothers had begun to be afraid of him, and even had an inexplicable barrier with his classmate who had just been promoted to class monitor, but he really didn't want to say anything. He stared at the tiger-toothed saber in his hand and whispered in his heart: "If someone really has to become a demon in this war, let me do it!"

The sound of rapid footsteps came from behind, and Shen Hao and Zhao Haiping rushed back in blood. Shen Hao suddenly punched Zhan Xiage in the face, making the stars pop up in front of Zhan Xiage's eyes.

Shen Hao stared at Zhan Xiage and shouted: "I am the captain and the commander of the army, but you forced me to kidnap me, making me abandon the brothers who handed my life to me and became the most shameful deserter. Zhan Xiage tell me, should I punch you?!"

Zhan Xiage tasted the faint bloody smell in his mouth and said in a deep voice: "It's time!"

As everyone was stunned, Shen Hao actually knelt in front of Zhan Xiage with a "bang". He stared at Zhan Xiage and screamed: "It was you who saved me, and I, Shen Hao, are not heartless bastards. I am grateful to you in my heart! You not only saved me, but also used a super bombardment that erased the entire ice plate from the ground to regain the dignity we lost on the battlefield. I knelt not for myself, but for those brothers who died in the ice plate battlefield, I would like to say thank you to you!"

Some people may not understand why hundreds of fighter jets were used against an army of only a thousand terrorists, and even expose China's strategic missile forces to the surveillance of military satellites from all over the world without regard for the consequences.

But professional soldiers like Shen Hao understand that this is not so much a military action as a gesture!

Not to mention the victory and loss of local battlefields, not to mention the glory and strength of a Chinese army, not to mention how to reverse the international stage afterwards and take the opportunity to promote your determination to be independent.

Chinese soldiers told anyone with their own practical actions that we will never compromise with any terrorist activities! The moment they took action, they would act like a fierce attack. The domineering aura that could smooth the earth and mountains in order to annihilate the enemy, all demonstrated the dignity of a military power, and the terrible sharpness of being able to break through with all their strength no matter how hard they face!

In this carefully prepared ambush battle by terrorists, the final winner is... China!

"Bang!"

Zhao Haiping also knelt in front of Zhan Xiage. He put eleven ears on the ground and shouted: "Report, Master, no eleven bastards you let go have escaped. We chopped them off one by one with a saber! Zhao Haiping is here, thank you Master, for giving me a chance to avenge my brothers with blood!"

"There is gold under the knees of men, stand up!" Zhan Xiage said calmly: "It is not the time for us to raise our hands to celebrate. When we return to the base alive, we will drink together for three days and three nights!"

Opening the military map, a group of Chinese soldiers sat on the ground dozens of meters away from dozens of corpses, and began a military conference led by War Heroes and Shen Hao.

"I believe everyone knows that the airflow of ice plates is very disordered, not suitable for paratrooper airdrops, and not even suitable for forced landings by helicopters."

Looking at the map of the Warrior Singer's finger, a group of Chinese soldiers frowned. The valley of the ice-paneled plates had been completely blocked by ice and snow, forming a continuous 20-kilometer-long ice zone. Now this ice-paneled zone has just been formed, and it is filled with various snow caves and ice cracks. If you step down, you will fall into a snow cave dozens of meters deep. The danger factor of returning from the original road is no less than letting them experience another five-hour positional sniper battle!

However, if they want to change places and wait for helicopter rescue, they must enter Russia. Without the permission of the Russian authorities, a military helicopter entered Russia and took away the twenty armed professional soldiers in a big way. It would be like slapping this Chinese strategic partner on the face on the international stage.

This idea is so feasible that it is almost negligible.

If they walk around and return to the base with their legs, just look at the mountains covered with ice and snow on the map, and think about the existing individual rations on them... forget it!

After all the calculations, it seems that the method that Instructor Long Jianhui told Zhan Xiage was the most correct and effective: After entering Russia, he asked the Russian military for help, and the Russian military sent helicopters to send them back to China.
Chapter completed!