Battlefield Contract Worker

"Is this the idea of ​​all of you?" Conan looked at the officers of the Gan Guo National Defense Forces. The looks of these officers were indifferent, but determined.

Conan shrugged and said, "You know, this scene reminds me of a sentence: When a small person rushes into the big era, how much damage will be ambushed. But have you ever thought about it, I may not be the kind of small person you imagined. In your eyes, I may just be someone who doesn't have much ability and doesn't have the ability to compete with the general for command. But in fact... I'm a dangerous person."

He suddenly changed his face, raised his hand and drew his gun, killing the officer beside Lieutenant General Tula who was about to touch the gun with one shot. This change took everything by surprise. Everyone thinks that the current Conan is just a puppet at their mercy, and they will even use him as a scapegoat in the next step. What they didn't expect was that the sheep suddenly showed a set of sharp fangs.

Conan pulled Lieutenant General Tula in front of him and whispered, "I can kill you all."

"If that's the case, you won't be able to get out yourself," Lieutenant General Tula gritted his teeth.

"That's right, so you're still alive, don't move." Conan took out a grenade and stuffed it into Lieutenant General Tula's waist, while putting the clasp of the grenade on his tail finger like a ring. "I suggest you stay close enough to me, or your blood will splatter the ceiling."

"You can't do this, you're a mercenary, it's the rule that you charge money" Lieutenant General Tula was trembling with anger, but he kept clinging to Conan every step of the way, not daring to leave half a step

"Do you have to do things for you if you take your money? You warlords are said to have more than 400 extortionate taxes and miscellaneous taxes. After collecting so much money, don't you still murder and set fire? Now you want to tell me the rules? "Conan said with disdain.

"What do you want?" Lieutenant General Tula's voice was a little trembling. He suddenly found that the development of the matter began to gradually exceed his expectations.

"Morale is low and people are panicking. Coupled with you warlords who can't be used for a long time, it's strange that this battle can be won. In this case, I can only go one step ahead. Don't worry, I won't kill you, As long as you protect me out of this place. It won't be long before the rebels of the National Liberation Organization will destroy you. In this case, why should I fool around with you, come on General, let's go out together." Conan stretched out his hand and hooked Tick ​​little finger.

Lieutenant General Tula could only follow him out of the command room slowly. "Everyone don't move. If anyone moves, I will die with this general." Conan looked at everyone slowly and withdrew with Lieutenant General Tula. None of the officers present dared to stop them, and they did not let Lieutenant General Tula come back until after Conan had withdrawn from the barracks.

In fact, all these officers have also ignored Lieutenant General Tula. The army was defeated like a mountain, and the government army's combat operations in this area have completely failed, and they are all thinking about how to escape this catastrophe.

In the barracks, the returning soldiers were surrounding the returning prisoners, listening to them vividly talk about their experiences of being captured.

"Really, as long as they didn't kill them, and they surrendered, they wouldn't shoot us. They also gave us food, some of them had guns, and they were well-supplied," boasted a prisoner of war. "They even had Hot soup and canned food."

"Really so good?" The government soldier asked suspiciously.

"Of course, look at the people we came back, aren't they all fine? That's why I said, next time you'd better be smarter. If you find something wrong, raise your hands and surrender immediately. Yes. But if you shoot and kill their people, it's hard to say." The government prisoner of war who was released whispered.

"Mummy, it's really such a good thing, who would fight them? But you can't do it without fighting. There are supervisors behind. Whoever retreats will be shot." The government soldiers whispered for a while.

"You're stupid. The people in the supervising team are all behind. Only when you back down will you be shot by the supervising team. You rushed to the opposite side with a gun, who knew that you were going to surrender? The supervising team will follow you. Shall we rush together? If that's the case, they are not the supervising team, but the stormtroopers and the death squad." The returned prisoner said with a look of contempt.

"It makes sense, let's go together next time." The government soldiers looked adoring.

The military is a relatively closed environment, and in this environment, rumors spread at an alarming rate. Soon this theory of surrender spread to all parts of the government army. Hunger, fatigue and losing streak, this army has completely fallen into low morale and passive fear of war. This argument that there is food for surrender is like a weed that grows wildly in the hearts of every government soldier.

This is actually a kind of psychological warfare, the purpose is to psychologically attack the enemy, so as to win without fighting or win by fighting. It mainly uses the laws of people's psychological changes in the confrontation environment, and through a large amount of information transmission, disintegrates the enemy's morale, weakens the will to resist, and makes it give up resistance to escape the battle or even disarm and surrender.

If an army's psychology is broken, it is equivalent to the collapse of morale and morale, then the army will definitely suffer defeat.

In this case, the phenomenon of desertion began to be repeated. First on an individual, small scale, this situation can be contained. But in the end it developed into a few or even a dozen people fleeing armed, and these deserters even dared to exchange fire with the government forces who stopped them. Things started to get harder and harder to control.

The junior officers even found that the soldiers looked at them more and more wrongly. This distrusting and hostile gaze sent chills down the officers' backs. People are scattered~www.wuxiahere.com~ The team is not easy to lead. This sentence may also mean ridicule, but now it is not just a joke.

The hungry and desperate soldiers became irritable and began to disobey orders. The officers all began to persecute themselves. Eventually some lower-ranking officers also began to flee, even taking their soldiers with them. After the government army shot the small officer and dozens of soldiers under him on the spot.

Once suppressed government soldiers began to erupt, and a mutiny led by junior officers began. Government soldiers launched a raid, occupied the headquarters, and took control of all the officers.

Then the angry soldiers first took to the quartermaster, believing that they were working hard for their country. But he couldn't even eat a full mouthful of food, which was entirely due to the corruption of the quartermaster and the top brass of the National Defense Forces. It was the consequence of their deduction of army salaries and their drinking of soldiers' blood. Angry soldiers' representatives announced on the spot that most of the senior officers would be executed.

And some cronies loyal to the officers had fierce conflicts with the soldiers who launched the mutiny. Hunger gave birth to the deepest hostility in people's hearts, which made these soldiers kill their former comrades. The intensity of the exchange of fire between the two sides was no less than the battle in Tekrit, and the Wehrmacht was completely caught up in the mutiny and civil strife.

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