Chapter 88: The shame of soldiers

From the outbreak of the melee to Ye Zhiqiu taking the gun and joining the battle, it took only ten seconds. However, both sides of the battle were veterans who had experienced many battles. This kind of close-range shooting was extremely lethal to each other. By the time Ye Zhiqiu's machine gun sounded, few people could stand still in the hall. Finally, someone shouted loudly: "Cease-fire and cease-fire."

I don’t know if this fierce attack method destroyed my belief. The attack that should have stopped until death actually stopped gradually stopped amid the screams. Ye Zhiqiu was the last person to cease fire. He viciously shot out the remaining links, and then he reluctantly lowered his muzzle and shrugged at the soldiers who could still maintain a standing posture in the hall: "Sorry, I have been adjusted in a row, and I can't stop."

No one has time to accuse him of this reason too bad. Everyone is trying to change the ammunition, and then he is vigilantly paying attention to the enemy opposite, while saving his comrades or saving himself.

Chris, who was wearing only one bulletproof vest, had blood on his right arm, drooping weakly on his shoulders, holding the m16 rifle with only one left hand. He almost shouted as the gunshot stopped: "Claire."

"I'm here." Claire's voice sounded in the corner. Ye Zhiqiu remembered that she was not there at first, and it seemed that the little girl had a good ability to escape.

Claire pushed away the body in front of her and slowly sat up from the ground. Half of her body was covered in blood and her little face was messy. She originally wanted to calm down, but looking at Chris who limped towards her, she opened her mouth with a hint of crying. She shouted, "Brother, what's wrong with your arm?"

"It's okay." Chris looked at Claire trying to stand up with the wall and immediately shouted, "Don't get up." The ceasefire is only temporary, and the two sides are still confronting each other. It's not a good idea to stand up at this time. If he wasn't too worried about his sister, he should have called her until the situation calmed down. In fact, Claire was originally hiding well, but he called out.

"I'm fine, either." Claire sat on the ground obediently, looked at Chris running towards her, and shouted, "You need to stop the bleeding."

Chris had already run to her side. This was originally a place where "Daoyin"'s subordinates were concentrated. When Marcus ordered his subordinates to shoot, this was also the first place to be shot, so there were few living people now. Claire crawled over when Chris and others rushed in and started shooting. Both sides of the shooting had no time to care about such a bare-handed survivor, so although she was covered in blood, she had no injuries on her body. In the chaos at that time, she could quickly discover this safe place. A calm mind was indeed not something that ordinary people could have.

Chris threw away the rifle, squatted beside Claire and looked at her carefully, confirming that there was no bloody hole on her body. Then he hugged her with his left hand and murmured: "Thank God, we are all still alive."

There are actually not many people alive, but at least Ye Zhiqiu knows many people, both Joden and Carlos are there, and Carlos is still wearing a bulletproof vest. What is surprising is that there is not much blood on his body, but it just looks a little dirty. However, Joden's body is covered in blood, but his appearance is not as miserable as Chris, at least his arms and legs are still working.

It is mainly because of their uniqueness. The soldiers rushing in have two sources, one is the army soldiers led by Joden, and the other is the Anchorage militia trained by Ye Zhiqiu. However, these people have changed into standard US military equipment in Vegas, and now they look similar. In fact, they are also very similar to the other party confronting the hall. The difference is that they are wearing urban camouflage, while the other party is desert camouflage. Speaking of which, the visual effects of these two camouflages are similar. No wonder some people say that cities and deserts have similarities, such as lack of water, and are not suitable for the poor to survive.

During the melee, Qiao Deng, who was equipped with the same equipment as other soldiers, was not easy to recognize. Of course, he would not shout, "I am the commander, shoot me." He pretended not to be like this, and he could only seek death. But now there was a ceasefire. Looking at Qiao Deng who stood out from the crowd, if Ye Zhiqiu still couldn't recognize him, he would have something wrong. He watched Qiao Deng walk to the middle of the hall, stopped, and shouted to the opposite side: "Lieutenant General, is it you?"

"Second Lieutenant Qiaoden?" A tall white man stood up in the already sparse crowd opposite him, wearing a bulletproof vest and a steel helmet, holding an m4a1 in his hand, and his military uniform was covered with smoke and blood. He didn't look like a general at all. The general looked at him in confusion and said uncertainly: "It's you? You actually shot at your comrades? Where is Biman?" The number of soldiers on his side was originally greater than that of Carlos and Joden's coalition forces, but because of the sudden attack, the damage was very large. Although they have always been elite troops of the army, the soldiers who can follow Ye Zhiqiu and Joden are not weak. After the fierce shooting, there are not many people left here with combat power.

"He's dead," said Jorden. "Reported to Lieutenant General McLeod, Captain Beeman died, and after you talked to him, he ended his life with his own gun."

"Uh." Lieutenant General McLeod was a little lost. He paused for a moment before saying, "That's a pity, even though he is not a good soldier."

"Yes, he is not a good soldier, but a good subordinate." Joden said: "What the hell did you talk to him?"

Lieutenant General McLeod shook his head: "It has nothing to do with you, and that cannot be a reason for you to attack the chief."

"It's a pity," said Jorden. "It seems that our criteria for judging right and wrong are different."

"It is a shame for the army to have a soldier like you." McLeod shook his head and said, "The army has not taught you to obey."

"Because the country took longer to teach me how to distinguish right from wrong," said Joden. "It is a shame for the army to have officers like you."

"It seems that we don't just have different standards for distinguishing right and wrong," McLeod said. "We also have different opinions on the position of the army."

While the two were talking, Ye Zhiqiu had already picked up two m16 magazines from the ground. He did not find the m249 magazine chain. Fortunately, this kind of machine gun can also use m16 magazines to make up the number, so there is no need to worry about whether there is a gun or not. He and Carlos got together and asked in a low voice: "What the hell is it? Why the ceasefire?" Now he remembered that it was Joden who shouted the ceasefire just now, but he was not familiar with Joden, so he didn't hear it for a while, but he didn't hear it because Joden didn't mean that the soldiers couldn't hear it either. Even if the people brought out of Anchorage had been with Joden for so long, there was no reason not to hear his voice, so they would obediently stop shooting when they had the advantage. In fact, with the situation just now, Carlos, Joden and others actually formed a crossfire with Ye Zhiqiu. If the ceasefire was a few seconds later, McLeod might not be able to speak.

"The supporting actors also have the opportunity to say lines." Carlos said: "If you can negotiate, why should you bleed?"

"It makes sense." Ye Zhiqiu said: "It's really a loss for the American film industry if you don't go to Hollywood to develop."

Before Carlos could answer, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly heard McLeod say, "Why are you here? You are the ones who attacked the air force base?"

"Sorry, General." Claire stood up: "I have a different opinion, at least what the lieutenant did makes me still hope for the army."

"So what disappoints you?" McLeod asked, looking at Claire.

"When you caught us on the plane," Claire said. "I never expected to be protected by the army, but at least it shouldn't be a threat."

"I have the government's authorization." McLeod shook his head disapprovingly, and then turned to Joden. He still believed that the soldiers here were all under Joden's subordinates. He felt very good at Biman's ability to have so many soldiers with excellent tactical awareness and loyalty. Of course, he was also saddened by the losses of his subordinates. Under the current circumstances, conquering Joden is obviously the best choice.

Joden looked at him and shook his head silently: "I don't think the current government is still exercising its functions."

"It's still functioning, of course," McLeod said. "That's why I'm here." He pointed to the bodies in chemical protective suits: "This is a removal operation, but it's a pity that you destroyed."

"Did you come for Marcus?" Ye Zhiqiu interrupted.

"No." McLeod said: "It's just an episode, I'm actually here to find someone."

"Daoyin?" Ye Zhiqiu said: "He said he had made an appointment with the government, and it turned out to be true."

"This is true, but he is not." McLeod turned his head and looked at him. If it were the past, he would never answer the question of an ordinary soldier. But he just saw Ye Zhiqiu's toughness when he rushed out of the door with his own eyes, so he thought this was also a worthy object to win over. So he patiently explained to Ye Zhiqiu: "He is from Mossad."

Ye Zhiqiu whistled. It turned out to be an Israelite. No wonder he had a British gentlemanly odor all over his body. It seemed that European intelligence agencies were also very powerful in action. At least in some aspects they had already come to their front. Of course, America is their traditional territory. Being behind in this regard cannot make Ye Zhiqiu feel doubtful about his level.

"Is there any problem now?" McLeod said: "Your government is not doing anything as inaction as you imagined. I can forgive your past mistakes on behalf of the military. Are you going to return to the team now?"

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Carlos and slowly raised the gun. Everyone heard McLeod's words. Their attention was focused on the two people in the middle of the hall. At least these two decisions would affect the lives of many people, so only a few people noticed Ye Zhiqiu's actions. Carlos saw through his plans at a glance. He just hesitated for a moment and decided to stop Ye Zhiqiu, but before he could move, Qiao Deng said decisively.

: "No, now I just want to avenge the captain." Before he finished speaking, the gunshots started. It was not Jorden who shot, but McLeod. He did not expect Jorden to be obedient, so he was ready when Jorden was thinking. He drew out his pistol faster, knocked down Jorden with one shot, and then immediately turned Glock in his hand to Carlos. He had discovered that Carlos should be the second commander. At this moment, the gunshots rang again.
Chapter completed!