Chapter 65 Bloody Song (Part 2)

Faced with such an inhumane biochemical war, the United Nations has included sending ground forces into Florida to assist Frosia's legitimate head of state to fight terrorist forces, re-establish its own government and new order, and included it in its parliamentary itinerary.

Everyone in the charity led by the International Red Cross is busy, and all places are busy. They want to raise funds for relief, they want to buy a large amount of medicines and medical devices, and they want to recruit a large number of volunteer staff.

"The large-scale civil war in Florida is still in progress. According to the intelligence revealed by US intelligence officials, in the hands of the head-smile Banaga of the "Rage Lion" organization, there are about 500 tons of biological and chemical weapons of different types and different damage and killing effects. The rebels of the "Rage Lion" terrorist organization may launch a second biological and chemical weapons attack at any time!"

In this world, there are professional soldiers like War Heroes and Sinn Tims, terrorists like Banaga and Liu Wei who use any means to achieve their goals and challenge the bottom line of human morality, and a large number of Shihara who love life, respect life, are willing to do their best to social welfare and truly sacrifice themselves!

In less than five hours, more than 2,000 volunteers with a sense of justice and love had submitted applications to the International Red Cross via the Internet or by phone, declaring that they were willing to go to Florgasia, where civil war still broke out, and participate in humanitarian rescue work.

On the international stage, all the public opinion media were in an uproar. In Florida, the "Rage Lion" organization released about 1,500 tons of various types of biochemical poison gas in a primitive jungle of 1,000 square kilometers in just four hours! You should know that 1,500 tons of different types of biochemical poison gas is already one percent of the total storage of biochemical weapons like the United States, a world military powerhouse!

Some people claim that this is a biochemical war that can be recorded in history and has the highest density of investment in human history! Moreover, with the circulation of air and water sources, the 1,500 tons of biochemical poisons released by the "Rich Lion" organization has begun to expand unavoidably, endangering at least 350,000 innocent civilians nearby.

As Florgasia is in a state of civil war, all government functional departments are completely paralyzed, and no organizations or individuals are coming forward to provide effective rescue operations for these refugees.

According to incomplete statistics from the International Red Cross, at least 8,500 civilians died in just 24 hours. As the toxic air and water sources further spread, the number of civilians killed in poison is still increasing at a rate of more than 500 per hour.

These civilians live in a highly toxic environment everywhere. The air they breathe is poisonous, the fresh water they drink is poisonous, the food they eat is poisonous, their side is trembling, tears keep flowing out of their eyes, and many people's skin has ulcerated to varying degrees. The worst thing is that these residents who have fallen into a large-scale civil war, power interruption, communication interruption, and external information flow are still unaware of what exactly happened and what bad luck has come to their heads.

The head of Florgasia and several core government members around him looked at the data sent to them and were silent for a while. Everyone present let out a long sigh of relief. They looked at each other and saw the same sentence in each other's eyes: "It's so dangerous!"

As soon as the battle with military advisor Jin Zexi ended, Zhan Xiage made a quick decision and took advantage of the unprecedented opportunity when the "Raging Lion" organization suffered an unprecedented heavy blow and an irreparable loophole in the defense line. He dispatched the Chinese special forces with Yan Jun as the deputy captain to send the Head of Fogasia and the core confidential personnel on his side out of the primitive jungle. After twelve hours of turbulence on the speedboat, the Head of Fogasia finally met with the government troops stationed on an island, and remained loyal to him successfully.

Think about it, as long as you have a few hours in the evening, facing the highest density of biochemical weapons raid in human history, with no time to take care of yourself, Zhan Xiage and others carefully protected the Florgasian head of state for a year, and the several core confidential personnel around him, they will all be buried in this most dense biochemical weapons raid in human history.

The Florgasian head of state was silent for a long time before turning his attention to the Finance Minister. He asked carefully: "How much money do you think we need to invest and how much time do we need to eliminate all biological and chemical weapons and damage our ecological environment? How much money do we need to invest to rescue 350,000 civilians who have been severely harmed by poison?"

"Under the current situation in Florgasia, even if we can successfully repel all the rebels of the "Raging Lion" organization, after experiencing this world-renowned civil war, we have lost an important source of funds like tourism. According to my estimates, if we want to completely eliminate the compound poisons in the primitive jungle of thousands of square kilometers, especially the biological viruses they invested, it will take at least five to ten years to invest in the total national fiscal revenue of about five years."

Everyone present frowned when they heard such a financial assessment.

"But the problem we have to face now is not that the primitive forest ecological environment of thousands of square kilometers has been damaged." The Finance Minister said carefully: "The most troublesome thing is that we are 350,000 people who have been exposed to severe toxic radiation and have different symptoms of poisoning and need treatment in urgent need of treatment! I have discussed this issue with relevant experts. In one week, these 350,000 civilians will die about 28,000 people with deep poisoning or physically weak constitutions. If they do not receive timely rescue and medical treatment, this number will be three times larger! There are about 120,000 moderately poisoned people. After receiving the necessary treatment, they can live for a long time, but their physical functions are damaged by biochemical poison gas and will permanently lose their jobs and work ability, and they can only rely on government relief to survive!"

With endless civil war, the capital Apunada City was occupied by terrorists and all the military was destroyed. Biochemical weapons, 350,000 civilians affected by biochemical weapons, the national pillar industries were destroyed, and twelve civilians who had lost their ability to work and could only rely on government relief to survive...

Faced with this series of problems, the Florida Head of State sighed helplessly. He tried hard to widen his eyes, looked at the people around him who held great power in the country and asked in a stern voice: "Do you have any good methods or suggestions?"

Faced with this situation where a clever woman could not cook without rice, everyone closed their mouths. In the conference room, there were only a bunch of smoke rising, and the bitter face hiding in the smoke.

Seven days later...

The first batch of rescue supplies from the International Red Cross have been sent to Flor Garcia, but in the face of 350,000 refugees, these first batch of rescue supplies can only be said to be a drop in the bucket. Just like relying on the International Humanitarian Organization, South Africa will still starve a large number of civilians to death every year, and the survivors are still as thin as bones. 350,000 refugees affected by biological and chemical weapons in Flor Garcia have died of 15,000 severely poisoned patients. This group of people has no food, no fresh water, and no medicine. They have been displaced. They escaped from the land affected by the poison and flocked to the city of Apunada, the capital of Flor Garcia, in hopes of getting the minimum survival there.

However, without the military advisor Jin Zexi's "Rage Lion" organization, it is no longer the "Rage Lion" that restored order in Apunada City in a short period of time. Now they have completely tore off their gentle and amiable masks and exposed their essence. What greets these hundreds of thousands of refugees is not hot food, fresh water that can be directly consumed, nor medicine or careful care, but the black muzzle of heavy machine guns, the continuous snake-shaped barbed wire, and the minefield where at least 200,000 anti-infantry mines have been invested!

The Florgasian government forces, which were still suppressed by the "Rage Lion" organization and rebels, were determined, but they were beyond the reach and could not provide any assistance to these civilians. They could only watch them fend for themselves. Just as some sociologists said, the ultimate victim of the war is still the people!

At least 150,000 civilians gathered at the Apnada, the capital of Florida, and endured the severe pain from their bodies every day. They watched their skin ulcers and often coughed up blood wander around like a group of lonely ghosts abandoned by the world. In order to fill their stomachs, weeds, bark, leaves, mice, earthworms, and thorny cactus... They ate everything, and the villages and towns that were not affected by poison gas nearby, those men picked up weapons to protect their homes, but in the face of this overwhelming overwhelming, they had already forgotten the torrent of fear under the pressure of hunger and pain. The weapons in their hands were too simple, and their functions were really too small.

Villages and towns were completely robbed, but after a long period of civil war, most of the food in their hands was forcibly recruited by the "Raging Lion" organization. They couldn't even eat enough for themselves, so how could they have much food to fill the belly of more than 100,000 refugees?

In the places where civilians gather, there were groans of pain everywhere, and they were lying on the roadside without moving. God knew whether it was dead or alive. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the smell of decay of corpses was faintly mixed in the middle. In such humid and high temperatures, some corpses had begun to decay. Among these civilians, there were finally some knowledgeable figures. With their actions, corpses were buried by them.

Zhan Xiage, who was injected with all antivirus vaccines, looked down at a corpse that had begun to decay. If the blood on her face was wiped away, the dull pain and despair in her eyes were wiped away, and the marks of her falling all over her body due to the severe poisonous attack, this girl, who is at most twenty years old, should also be an absolute beauty, right?

Zhan Xiage waved his hand slightly, and hundreds of metal boxes covered with fiberglass were carried up by the soldiers of the Joint Special Forces. The Florida civilians who were abandoned by heaven stared blankly at the hundreds of metal boxes. A fanatical green light suddenly burst out from their dull eyes. Tens of thousands of Florida civilians were like a group of wolves... No, it was like a group of hungry dogs, pounced on the metal boxes.

"Eat, eat, eat..."

These refugees with green eyes and saliva in their mouths generally circled around metal boxes, looking for ways to open these military load-bearing boxes, muttering to themselves, looking at these refugees who were inferior to dogs and had already given up their human dignity and pride. More than 3,000 soldiers of the Joint Special Forces present showed unbearable expressions on their faces.

A soldier from the Israeli wild boy 007 Special Forces took out a compressed biscuit from his marching backpack and handed it to a little girl who was squeezed far away by others and could only stand there and cry. He gestured to the little girl in a soft voice that was absolutely inconsistent with a desolate warrior and said in English: "Eat, please eat."

The little girl swallowed and looked at the compressed biscuit that had been removed from the plastic packaging and was emitting a slightly sweet fragrance. She hesitantly looked at the big boy who had a full-frame armed body with a smell of gunpowder but showed a gentle smile to her.

The soldier stretched out an index finger and placed it on his lips, making a quiet gesture to the little girl, "Take it quickly, don't let others see it!"

The little girl finally took the compressed biscuit. She held the biscuit that weighed only 100 grams in her hands and ran away as if she was flying.

The soldier of the Israeli wild boy 007 Special Forces stared at the girl's figure. As soon as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly saw a huge slap quickly enlarge in front of his eyes. Then he heard a crisp "pop" sound, and dozens of golden stars bloomed from his eyes at the same time.

The captain of the Israeli wild boy special forces, Olmerd, gritted his teeth and walked over, slapped the soldier in front of him and staggered back three or four steps away. He stared and shouted loudly: "Soldier, tell me, you have a lot of supplies, so many that you can squander at will?!"

The soldier quickly straightened his chest. He didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and replied loudly: "Report to the captain, no!"

Olmerd took a step forward, stared at the soldier's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "You think that little girl is pitiful, so you want to help her?"

"Yes, Captain!"

"You thought you helped her, so you were very happy? Today you gave her a cookie, who would give her the second cookie tomorrow, and who could give her timely treatment?" Olmerd shouted: "When we joined the Wild Boy 007 Special Forces, the first lesson we learned is to respect every bullet and every bite of food around us. Only by learning to respect these things and bring them to the time when we need them the most can we survive on the worst battlefield! When we walk out of that primitive jungle, don't expect to get airdrop materials again in a short period of time. If you squander your survival materials like this, the final result is death, starvation to death!"

Suddenly, a commotion came from the crowd. A man ran and tried his best to stuff the compressed biscuits in his mouth. Behind him, a large group of hungry refugees were holding stones in their hands, and a fork was chasing behind him. When the crowd ran over, a little girl lying on the ground and twitching was left. In her chest, a handful of harpoons were inserted by the fishermen to hunt! She put her fingers into her mouth, and she gently sucked the sweet fragrance left by the compressed biscuits on her fingers, and slowly closed her eyes.

The Israeli wild boy 007 special forces soldier's eyes slowly turned red.

"See, you don't have the ability to change the fate of that little girl." Olmerd gently patted the soldier on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Remember, we are soldiers, not philanthropists!"

"Crazy..."

Finally someone opened the metal load-bearing box, and hundreds of people rushed up, but they were stunned when they looked at the things in the box.

In the metal load-bearing box, there is no food, no medicine, no rescue supplies, some weapons that are absolutely different from humanitarianism, and guns without bullets!

"Crazy..."

The second load-bearing box was also opened, and the gun was still placed inside, with guns without bullets.

A group of hungry refugees surrounded these metal boxes filled with weapons. They made heavy breathing sounds like a group of wild dogs. The refugee who successfully sent the entire compressed biscuit into his stomach while escaping suddenly pointed at Zhan Xiage and the more than 3,000 joint special forces soldiers behind him, and shouted: "There are food on them, and there are many compressed biscuits on them, and they have chocolates on them, and canned food on them..."

With the refugee's shouting, thousands of pairs of hungry eyes turned to Zhan Xiage and the others' direction.

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot sounded, and the refugee who had just eaten a whole piece of compressed biscuit fell to the ground with the splashing blood. The one who raised his gun to shoot at him was the soldier with a palm print on his face in the Israeli wild boy special forces.

"Crazy..."

Faced with these hungry civilians, thousands of automatic rifles were raised together with light machine guns. Zhan Xiage walked out of the queue, held up a loudspeaker with a voice translation device, and asked calmly: "What do you want to do? I really want me to order and kill you all?"

A group of hungry refugees looked at Zhan Xiage's eyes that did not contain any emotions. They only felt cold in their palms. I don't know if it was because they were so hungry that their bodies were weak or why, several people's weapons fell to the ground at the same time.

"The International Red Letters can provide you with very limited relief. Your government is unable to take care of itself. The "Rage Lion" organization, which has occupied most of Florida's territory, is the culprit of the release of a large amount of biochemical poison gas. They are a group of terrorists who rely on race relations to create a series of bloody events to slowly get up. You are even more unlikely to get the necessary help and relief from the terrorists."

Zhan Xiage held the loudspeaker in his hand. Facing the refugees slowly gathered in front of him, he shouted loudly: "I can tell you frankly that nearly half of you will die of poison!"

There is no noise, no hysterical panic, the constant toxic pain and the lack of food, which has numbed these people.

"Of course, half of you can survive, but what's the point if you can survive?" Zhan Xiage stared at the audience in front of him and said, "You who can survive, because you cannot receive timely treatment, your physical functions are damaged to varying degrees. You no longer have the ability to work. You must rely on the education and support of the government and the international community to survive!"

"Think about it yourself. In a narrow island country like Florgasia that has been in a civil war for many years, the tourism industry that supports your country's economic lifeline has collapsed. In order to fight against the 600,000 troops organized by the "Rich Lion", your country must also support a large number of troops to compete with them. A collapsed economic system, a large number of troops, and a continuous war. In this case, how much materials can your government take to relieve the refugee group that may exceed tens of thousands?"

All the refugees were silent, but on their numb faces, the final despair was revealed. They must admit that Zhan Xia Ge was not wrong at all.

The faint and cold voice of the War Xia Ge continued to stimulate their eardrums and their hearts, "It's right for you to continue to live. People have the desire and power to live. But please think about it. Your future life is destined to live a life worse than beggars. Relying on a small amount of relief supplies from the government, you can't eat enough or wear warm, and you have to endure the pain caused by the recurrence of old physical diseases every day. The most terrible thing is that you will never want to get rid of such a walking dead life in your life. I tell you, you are finished, your happy life is finished when Banaga ordered the use of thousands of tons of biological weapons! Your relatives died, your home was destroyed, your health was gone, and your life... it was already fucking ruined by Banaga!"

Zhan Xiage raised his foot and kicked over a metal weight-bearing box. With the sound of "crying" and "crying", all the weapons in the metal weight-bearing box were poured out.

"I am a soldier, I am not a philanthropist, so what I can bring to you is not food, medicine, or clean clothes. What I can bring to you is weapons, war and death!"

Zhan Xiage stared at all the refugees in front of him, and he suddenly shouted wildly: "I came here today just to give you another completely different life! If you don't want to die in this land like a wandering wild dog, and die in the end, and not even a tombstone is left behind; if you don't want to beg, have no dignity, endure the strange eyes of others, endure the pain of poisonous bodies, and live like a walking corpse, then please pick up the weapons in front of you and fight side by side with me!"

Zhan Xiage suddenly pointed his hand at the city of Apunada, the capital of Florgasia in the distance. He shouted fiercely: "You open your eyes and see clearly. Our biggest enemy, the mortal enemy that all of us hate the most, and the number one war criminal of the "Raging Lion", stayed there! He destroyed your home and destroyed your happy life. He even pushed you out of the door with heavy machine guns, barbed wire, and mines, and let you fuck yourself. Now the opportunity I give you is to either die like a dog or survive like a beggar, or to fight for a fucking passionate and turn the world upside down!"

Zhan Xiage screamed: "What are you still standing there? No matter if you are tired of living, you want to avenge your own and your loved ones, pick up the weapons on the ground and fight back to Apunada with us! Join us, drive the terrorists who grew up eating shit back to their hometowns, and give Florgasia a clear sky! If you do it, you will no longer be wild dogs, no longer beggars, but heroes, the national heroes of the entire Florgasia! If you die

In this war, you can laugh because the people will remember you, and the government will remember you. All you who died in battle will enjoy the same stele together. On that stele will use the most eye-catching big words to write slogans like 'National Heroes Immortal'! If you survive, you can laugh even more because you are a hero, a combat hero, and a hero who has made outstanding contributions to this country and should enjoy a wonderful life!"

"I don't know how many people we will die in this war, and I don't know how many people can live and enjoy the fruits of victory! But there is one thing I can guarantee to everyone present!" Zhan Xiage pointed to his chest and shouted wildly: "You will live forever in the entire history of Florida, and you will live in the hearts of every compatriot in Florida who enjoys the sunshine of peace in Florida! In history, in their hearts, each of us is a hero and can live forever!"

At this time, no one spoke, but everyone's eyes lit up!

At this time, more and more refugees were concentrated in front of Zhan Xiage. At this time, more and more refugees began to look at Zhan Xiage with the "Angry Lion" organization facing their leader Banaga. No matter whether this man brought them war or death, at least this man gave them a choice and gave him a life like a wild dog, so that they could die vigorously!

Faced with this situation, these refugees are not even afraid of living, so why are they still afraid of fighting and killing death?!

I don’t know who took the lead, but these refugees picked up weapons that did not have bullets on the ground. These weapons were all the equipment left by Zhan Xiage and their comrades seized or sacrificed on the battlefield. There were only more than 7,000 branches, more than 100,000 refugees, and only one-twentieth of them, who got the weapons. But no matter whether they got the weapons or not, those who were willing to participate in the war received ten bullets.

"The person holding weapons rushed in the front, and the person without weapons followed closely behind. If the person with weapons fell down, the person behind picked up the weapon! Pay attention to the different types of bullets in your hands, and the weapons that can be used are also different. Don't follow the wrong person or take the wrong weapon!"

With the help and command of more than 3,000 joint special forces soldiers, about 100,000 civilians joined Zhan Xiage and their team. Their clothes were torn, their faces were bloodless, and their bodies were covered with wounds after poisoning and festering. The sound of coughing came from time to time in the team, and most of them were hungry. However, at this time, these 100,000 people were no longer refugees. They were temporary soldiers who enlisted in the army. They were a group of soldiers who ignored death and were about to launch the most violent attack on the enemy's positions, vowing to lie under the monument of National Heroes and accept the respect of future generations!

The captain of the US Delta Special Forces, Sinn Times, stood behind Zhan Xiage, watching him use his extraordinary command to select team members from among refugees and form a super suicide corps with 100,000 soldiers. It was not until this time that Sinn Times truly understood the true meaning of Zhan Xiage's "kill theory". He was silent for a long time before whispering: "You are a madman, a madman who is completely terrifying than a terrorist! And I was probably crazy too, otherwise how could I agree with your approach and even become your accomplice?"

"No, you're not crazy, because you know clearly that my approach is right!"

Zhan Xiage said in a deep voice: "Banaga can do whatever he wants in Florida. He attacked with human bombs, he released biochemical poison gas, he killed countless people, and he was bloody. But until this time, he was still not subject to legal sanctions, and the people's trials were because he was a terrorist. He was more ruthless than others, he acted fiercely than others, and he acted with any means. Everyone was afraid of his madness. If you want to deal with such terrorists, you want your organization to collapse completely, and you can't rely on the United Nations to send troops. Otherwise, Ben Laden has long become a prisoner of your US military. The only way is to make the civilians in this country more terrorists and more crazier than terrorists once they encounter terrorist attacks!"

Sinn Tims widened his eyes, "You were bitten by a mad dog, there is no need to lie down and bite it backwards, right?"

"Yes, of course I won't bite it back!" Zhan Xiage said coldly: "In dealing with this kind of mad dog, I will only pull out my tiger-tooth fighting saber, cut off its head with one knife, and hang its head high and hang its head high for public display. In this way, there will be no more mad dogs launching a life-and-death attack on me! Only in this way can I allow more people around me to enjoy peace and security, and bring me the taste of happiness."

"Madman! Madman! Madman..."

Sinn Tims shook his head repeatedly and said, "Only madmen would believe that a suicide squad composed of 100,000 civilians who were so hungry that they were weak and might not even fire a gun, plus three thousand special forces, could capture a city with a total of 50,000 garrison troops! And I, the same madman and big fool, wouldn't forget it if I didn't report it to my superiors, but now I really want to be crazy with you!"

Zhan Xiage suddenly called out in a low voice: "Sinn Tims!"

Sinn Tims turned around and said, "What?"

Zhan Xiage stretched out his right hand to Sin Thames. At this moment, Zhan Xiage suddenly thought of Bonaka, and he said in a deep voice: "Let us work together to completely eradicate the cancer of the 'Raging Lion', and give Florgasia a peaceful sky a 'Tear of Southern Ping'!"

Sin Tymes looked at the hand that Zhan Xiage handed to him, and smiled and said, "As for orders, instructor!"
To be continued...