Chapter 642

Liu Minsheng resisted the pain and opened his eyes again. He saw that he and the sergeant had been surrounded in a circle. The sergeants who had lost their leadership and weapons were huddled together and panicked, as if they were lambs driven into the Jedi by wolves.

Seeing this, Liu Minsheng's chest ached. When did his soldiers become like this? They were soldiers, heroes and warriors. However, due to their own wrong leadership, they were driven together like chickens. They lost the ability to resist and became cattle to be slaughtered.

A few tough sergeants drew out their bayonets and nervously protected Liu Minsheng among themselves, glaring at the approaching several people.

But Liu Minsheng can feel the fear in their hearts from their trembling bodies.

They are not afraid of death, not afraid of fighting, but in the face of a mysterious and powerful enemy, they desperately become a joke.

He can't let the brothers fight any more. They have done enough and shed enough blood.

"The calf told the brothers to lay down their weapons!"

Liu Minsheng said in a weak low voice to a young sergeant carrying him.

Although he said this, he felt ashamed and distressed, but he had to. He could not let these people die any more. He could feel that these mysterious people would never be soft hearted in killing people.

Liu Minsheng believes that if they kill all the people under him, they may not even blink.

"Battalion commander, no! This is what our platoon leader bought with his life... "

although the young man named calf is very afraid, he still has a firm attitude and needs to work hard.

Liu Minsheng's heart ached. Platoon commander Chen had just ordered the chariots and tanks to move to earn his own chance to escape. However, he was wounded by Di Ping, the city master of the base. He did not know whether he was alive or dead.

But the only chance was that he failed. The city Lord was not simple. He was not only powerful, but also mentally extraordinary. He had already laid a net for his party.

What platoon leader Chen can do, he can do the same. He can't make fun of his more than 100 brothers' lives. Even if he is wiped away by the city Lord, he has to earn his brothers a chance of life!

"This is an order... Cough..."

Liu Minsheng raised his head, his face was firm and firm, and his tone was accentuated. He just pulled the gunshot wound and coughed again.

"Yes

The calf hesitated for a while, and at last he gritted his teeth.

"The battalion commander orders, put down the weapons!"

The calf cried, but his face was full of pain, and tears ran down his cheeks.

He is also a soldier with the spirit and glory of a soldier. It is a shame for a soldier to lay down his arms and surrender. A soldier can die, but he can not insult his dignity.

This is different from the confrontation between throwing guns and Wang Dequan just now. It is a kind of powerless confrontation. As the leader appointed by commander Wang Dequan, they dare not fight back, so they have to throw guns and resist silently.

Now it's different. It's about throwing away weapons and surrender. It makes him feel humiliated, not only for him, but also for most soldiers.

Seeing that the sergeants throw away their weapons and sit cross legged on the ground, they seem to be waiting for the verdict of fate. Yuelie stops and looks at the silent sergeants sitting on the ground.

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