Chapter 392 Hey! Surrender!
"Not as good as the soldiers of Lingnan Base back then." Wang Jin saw the three lines of defense that collapsed and shook his head calmly.
Although it is easy to recruit soldiers in the end times, it is not so easy to recruit high-quality soldiers. Wang Jin's Lishan Base was also like this. Now after the reorganization of the prisoners of Lingnan Base, many regular soldiers of the original 37th Army have been absorbed. With these regular troops as the skeleton, Wang Jin's 100,000 soldiers have good combat capabilities, otherwise they would probably be the same as these half-baked coalition forces.
Now that the three lines of defense have been flattened, Wang Jin followed the old method and let the defeated soldiers attack the last two lines of defense. This time, there are more defeated soldiers, more than 35,000 people. With the previous experience, the defeated soldiers knew what would happen if they attacked the army formation. Many people couldn't help but put down their cowardice and fight the insect swarms desperately, and were annihilated in the sea of insects.
More defeated soldiers seemed to accept their fate and ran to the trenches in vain. They still held a glimmer of hope that their comrades would not shoot, which was better than facing the ferocious and man-eating insect swarms.
What made the defeated army desperate was that they were not greeted by the smiling faces of their comrades, but by the carpet bombing of artillery, bombing the defeated army and the insect swarm together.
The broken limbs of the soldiers were flying, and the defeated army was reduced to ashes under the artillery fire of the coalition forces, and so was Wang Jin's insect swarm, and the forward offensive was greatly affected.
"These officers are quite capable, but that's all."
Wang Jin watched the coalition forces killing each other with interest, but his eyes were extremely cold, watching the coalition forces make the last resistance.
The insect swarm continued to charge, advancing step by step against the enemy's artillery fire. Often, as soon as the enemy's artillery fire passed, the craters were filled with the corpses of the insect swarm, and then immediately covered by the insect swarm, the artillery fire bombed again, the ground was empty again, and the insect swarm covered it again.
After such a staggered back and forth, the coalition forces only had the last line of defense left, and naturally they fought with all their strength. At this point in the war, the absolute strength of the two sides of the war was compared, and it was to see who could outlast the other.
But now everyone with a discerning eye knows that the coalition is doomed. Three of the five trench lines of the 200,000-man coalition have been breached, and more than 140,000 soldiers have been killed. Only a small number of 60,000 soldiers are still surviving on the last two lines of defense. The number of Wang Jin's insect swarms has not decreased much, and it is still so endless, which makes people feel desperate.
The coalition is indeed in despair now. This atmosphere of despair is not only shared by ordinary soldiers, but also by officers. Therefore, everyone understands that in front of such a huge insect swarm, the coalition forces with lost soldiers and generals are already trapped in a jar, and even escape has become a luxury.
"Who can tell me what is going on? Why did Wang Jin come here directly? Why is our defense line so vulnerable? There are also troops from the New Ludong Base. Didn't they agree to be reinforcements? Where are they now?"
It was still the same camp, the same tent, but the officers standing here were no longer as high-spirited as before. Everyone was covered in dust and stayed here dejectedly. When the entire camp was in a busy and chaotic state, only these officers had time to discuss.
The officer who roared just now was a member of the war faction, but now his hair was messy, his clothes were black and gray from the artillery fire, and there were scars on his face and body caused by stones splashed by the aftermath of the shells. He looked very embarrassed.
Just now, he was commanding on the battlefield and was almost hit by a stray bullet from the artillery of the Lishan Army. Fortunately, his command post was built fairly solidly and the shells did not hit him directly, otherwise he would have met his death now.
Thinking of the scenes on the battlefield, where the coalition forces perished in large numbers in the insect mouth, he could not stop his heartache. He did not even treat his injuries, and quickly returned to the tent to call several officers of the same status to discuss countermeasures.
"Reinforcements, where can we get reinforcements now? The 30,000 troops sent by the damn New Ludong Base to help us had already retreated when the troops from the Lishan Base were sent out. We have no reinforcements, no more. Woo woo"
An officer said, and he actually sobbed. He belonged to the officers of the Baozhong Base, and the soldiers of the Baozhong Base were all arranged in the first three trench defense lines. Now they have been completely wiped out by Wang Jin's insect swarm. Only a few of the 40,000 soldiers are left, making him a commander without troops. Anyone else would cry.
"Damn it"
"It's over, we can't stop Wang Jin's insect swarm!"
"These bastards from the New Ludong Base, I said they are unreliable."
A chorus of curses rang out in the tent, and all the officers were cursing. The New Ludong Base was really no good. They used them as guns, but quit at the critical moment. Isn't this playing with them?
If the people from the New Ludong Base stood here now, these officers would have eaten them.
Cursing is cursing, but cursing can't solve the practical meaning. Now there are still Wang Jin's insect swarms outside. It's still unclear whether they can survive today. How can they have the time to find trouble with the New Ludong Base.
"Hey! Surrender." In the silence, someone suddenly spoke. The person who said this was an old man. All the officers present knew that this old man was of an orthodox background. He was originally a senior officer. He participated in the Vietnam War and had already retired. He was invited back by the base leader after the end of the world.
From the beginning, the old man was a staunch advocate of war. He believed that the country still belonged to the government and would never allow other scoundrels to seize it. Wang Jin, who was not legitimate, just met his requirements.
But now, even the old man said he would surrender. If there was no other way, they believed that the old man would never say this.
"Our troops have finished fighting. If we continue to fight, it will only be a meaningless sacrifice. Let's keep some fire for the troops. If the troops are all gone, we can't win. Are those insects really sent by God to destroy us?"
The old man was smoking a dry pipe and said calmly, but the officers noticed that when the old man said this, his eyes revealed the kind of helplessness and fatigue, and the palm holding the pipe was trembling slightly, but his mood was not as calm as his face.
"If the base asks about it in the future, just say it's my decision, you make the decision." When the old man said this, he asked himself, is there still a future for the base? Can the five bases survive in the end? I hope what I am doing now is right.
Now everyone was silent. Listening to the increasingly rapid artillery fire outside and the frequent roars of the insect swarm, the guards outside the door vaguely showed panicked faces, and finally someone raised his hand.
"I agree."
"Agree."
"Agree."
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As if a chain reaction had started, the seven or eight officers present all raised their hands and chose to surrender. The situation was so bad that the only result was surrender or annihilation.
Soldiers are also human beings, and everyone is afraid of death. It is not realistic to ask soldiers to fight to the last soldier even if they know they will die. If this is really done, the soldiers may mutiny. If they take the initiative to surrender, they can still keep more things. This is already the best result.
"That's it." The old man finally closed his eyes. After the other officers left the tent and announced their surrender, he took out his service pistol, pointed it at his temple, and murmured to himself: "In my life creed, there is no such thing as surrender. Old friend, I'll see you down below."
The old man's eyes were full of memories, and he gently sang his favorite military song when he was young:
We are all sharpshooters
Every bullet kills an enemy
We are all flying troops
Even if the mountains are high and the waters are deep
In the dense woods
Comrades and brothers are arranged everywhere
On the high hills
We have countless good brothers
Without food and clothes
The enemy will send them to us
Without guns and cannons
The enemy makes us
We grew up here
Every inch of land belongs to us
No matter who wants to seize it
We will fight him to the end
We are all sharpshooters
Every bullet kills an enemy
We are all flying soldiers
Even if the mountains are high and the waters are deep
In the dense woods
Comrades and brothers are arranged everywhere
On the high hills
We have countless good brothers
Without food and clothes
The enemy will send them to us
Without guns and cannons
The enemy will make them for us
We grew up here
Every inch of land belongs to us
No matter who wants to seize it
We will fight him to the end
While singing, the old man took out a dozen military medals that he had carefully kept in his arms and buckled them on his chest.
After singing the loud military song, the old man finally looked at the direction of the insect swarm's charge, with a complicated expression on his face and said: "After all, he is a Chinese. A new generation replaces the old. Is the country going to change again!"
As he said, he showed an inexplicable smile on his face and pressed his fingers.
Bang!
With the sound of a gunshot, the order to surrender reached the ears of the allied soldiers. The cheering young soldiers, who knew that this was the result of an old general's life.
This is the author's favorite military song, although the author always sings out of tune, haha.
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