Chapter 109

"Yes," Molo said tremblingly.

"Hmph, anyway, I have already guaranteed it to Mr. President."

"Within three days, take it down."

"If you mess this up for me,"

"you'll see what happens."

After speaking, Sete left with a look of displeasure.

Leaving only Molo, who was wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

After Molo took a few deep breaths on the spot.

He turned around and returned to the camp.

As soon as he returned.

Molo convened a meeting for the whole regiment.

He even specially invited a few nearby Hindus.

Before the start, they danced a dance of Shiva's destruction for everyone.

After the dance was over.

Molo stood up.

He spoke into the microphone, "Brothers."

"Yesterday, our brothers died."

"They did not die in an upright and honest battle."

"But died in the despicable! Shameless! Filthy! sorcery of the Dongda people!"

"They died unjustly!"

"Their corpses are still buried in that snowy mountain."

"I hate it!"

"I hate! Why didn't I think of this sooner."

"But now, we must take back our land, take back our brothers' bones!"

"In order to fight against the mysterious sorcery of the Dongda people!"

"I have already asked the great Shiva to bless us!"

"Shiva has already danced the dance of destruction."

"Signaling! Either we kill the enemy, or it is the time of our destruction!"

"Brothers! Shiva has already blessed you!"

"You will become invulnerable to swords and guns!"

"The sins of your life have been settled!"

"Your sins have been redeemed."

"In the next life, you will be reincarnated into the Brahmin and Kshatriya castes!"

Upon hearing that the sins of their lives had been redeemed and that in the next life they would be upright Brahmins and Kshatriyas.

The people below cheered immediately.

"Now, I need to use your lives to practice Shiva's destruction!"

"Are you willing to go with me!"

"Willing!"

"We are willing!"

Hearing the thunderous response from below.

Molo laughed out loud.

He knew that he only needed to promise them.

Their thoughts and religion would make them have no scruples.

"Good, next, the whole regiment listens to my orders."

"Wait until tomorrow morning, after the supplies are delivered."

"The whole company moves up."

"We will surely take back our glory!"

Molo stood on the stage and said loudly.

The next day, Molo led a group of people, carrying weapons, equipment, tanks, and such.

They went up the mountain in a mighty force.

At the first step of their ascent.

Jiao Xingchen saw it all.

This group of Bharat people never thought.

Right on the slope of the snowy mountain, there were forty or fifty drones watching them.

After the division commander came yesterday.

This small outpost was full of people.

More than three hundred people in total.

They were now all under the command of Jiao Xingchen, who was most familiar with the situation here.

"Reconnaissance complete."

"The enemy's number is about five hundred."

"Eight tanks."

"Three artillery pieces."

"Three logistics vehicles."

Long Haochen reported the situation to Jiao Xingchen the moment he saw the enemy army clearly.

"Good, it seems these little brats are still harboring evil intentions."

Jiao Xingchen said.

"It seems we didn't hit them hard enough last time."

"Letting them think we are soft persimmons."

"All drones, attack."

"Drones that have run out of bullets."

"Charge directly at the enemy's tanks and artillery."

"Everyone, lift all weapon restrictions."

"I only have one condition: kill them all."

Jiao Xingchen said viciously.

He had been guarding the border for so many years.

Thousands of days and nights of hard training.

Wasn't it all for this moment?

"Yes!"

Except for the drone pilots.

The others were not idle either.

They were all wearing white camouflage uniforms.

Specifically lying in ambush on this only path.

Lying in the snow.

Just to clean up the aftermath.

With his order.

Dozens of drones took off densely.

Because the drones were not networked.

They were now relying on the drone pilots.

Long Haochen, as the team leader of the pilots.

Decisively gave the order.

"Group one goes first, after running out of bullets, fly directly into the tanks for a suicide attack."

"Group two follows, after running out of bullets, fly directly into the artillery."

"Did you remember?"

After hearing the affirmative answers from the others.

Long Haochen led the first group to maneuver the drones and charge directly at Molo's company.

Molo was carefully watching the sky at this moment.

As a survivor of the last conflict.

He was terrified of drones.

Observing the sky at all times.

At this time, he saw more than twenty drones flying down from the snowy mountain.

He immediately said, "Everyone, lie on the ground and take cover!"

"Hide behind the bunkers!"

Actually, what he said afterward was just nonsense.

It was vast and boundless here, where would there be any bunkers.

Not to mention that at this moment, all the soldiers were like Shiva-possessed.

Truly believing they were invulnerable to swords and guns.

They charged up directly.

Not listening to Molo's orders at all.

More than twenty dark drones flew over.

Locked onto their targets.

A burst of intense gunfire rang out.

The Bharat people below were instantly like harvested rice.

Swept down in large swathes.

This wave, the surviving Bharat people seemed to have met the devil.

Looking around, some even buried their heads in the snow.

Some even sat on the tanks and artillery, firing randomly.

"Quick, strike their tanks!"

Long Haochen said anxiously when he saw this scene.

Such sounds were enough to trigger an avalanche.

The people in group one heard it and, after emptying their bullets, flew directly into the vulnerable parts of the tanks.

But unexpectedly, Bharat's Arjun tanks were so thin-skinned and hollow.

As long as they hit, it would definitely cause an explosion.

And this explosion directly ignited the tank's ammunition compartment.

In an instant, streaks of fire shot into the sky.

The people in group two followed closely behind.

They maneuvered the drones and launched an attack on the survivors of the first wave.

After using up their bullets, they flew directly into the artillery.

After these two waves, there were not many Bharat people left who could stand up.

At this time, only two drones specifically used for reconnaissance remained in the sky.

These drones carried no firearms, bullets, or bombs.

Unloaded drones.

They were required to overlook the battlefield like eagles.

"Report to Squad Leader Jiao."

"The number of Bharat soldiers still standing."

"Is no more than ten."

"And the tanks and artillery are all destroyed."

"We can clean up the battlefield."

A staff officer nearby said.

"Good, then let's clean up the battlefield."

After Jiao Xingchen finished speaking, he looked at the battlefield in a daze.

Is this the war of the future?

Just sit behind the screen and click the mouse.

Then what do they, these soldiers, need to do?

This thought in Jiao Xingchen's mind kept lingering.

It wasn't until the sound of the Bharat artillery explosion came that he reacted.

"Charge."

But when Squad Leader Jiao led his men to charge up, he found.

The Bharat army had already been routed.

As soon as they saw Jiao Xingchen.

They knelt down and handed over their weapons.

Jiao Xingchen was stunned as he accepted the surrender of more than twenty Bharat soldiers.

Looking at these people kneeling on the ground.

Shouting, "Don't kill me!"

"Shiva, why have you abandoned us?"

"We surrender, we surrender!"

Looking at these terrified soldiers.

Jiao Xingchen had no choice but to accept their surrender.

Afterward, he left some personnel behind.

He and some others escorted their spoils of war and the Bharat people back, and by the way, retrieved the two drones.

Jiao Xingchen was going to send them down the mountain.

Someone would receive them then.

Until they reached the middle of the mountain.

Jiao Xingchen suddenly saw Zhaxi Dunzhu's mother hurrying along.

As soon as Zhaxi Dunzhu's mother saw Jiao Xingchen.

She immediately cried out, "Squad Leader Jiao! Save Zhaxi Dunzhu."

Squad Leader Jiao was anxious as soon as he heard this.

"What's the situation?"

"Tell me quickly."

"Zhaxi Dunzhu."

Zhaxi Dunzhu's mother squatted on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

"He was buried by an avalanche."

"What?!"