The smoke of gunpowder fills the wilderness of Alaska, just like the angry ghosts with teeth and claws, dissipating in the cold wind with nostalgia for the world.
The cruel war has disappeared from this land, but the cloud of war always hangs over this sky.
As long as humanity exists in its mind, humanity will always start a war over anything.
Lister stood quietly in front of the machine gun bunker, quietly looking at the dejected Soviet soldiers below.
They now looked very miserable and disgraced, with fear and anxiety about their unknown fate still on their faces.
The black muzzle of the 4a1 assault rifle was pointed at them, and at the shooting hole of the machine gun bunker, the Soviet-made rd light machine gun had also made full use of its muzzle and pointed its muzzle at the prisoner queue below.
"After statistics, we destroyed three enemy T72 main battle tanks and six BTR60 armored personnel carriers in this battle."
Sofitel walked slowly from the side with a solemn look on his face, and when his eyes glanced at the Soviet soldier who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, his brows furrowed slightly.
Holding the small page of the notebook in his hand, he walked to Liszt and reported: "A total of twenty-one enemies were killed, six were slightly injured, and no serious injuries were found."
"This is the statistical result."
Liszt muttered slowly, raising his head and looking at the mountains in the distance, but his brows were furrowed tightly, and he was quite dissatisfied with the statistical result.
His expression was also solemn, and he turned to Sofitel and said slowly: "What about our losses and casualties?"
Gritting his teeth slightly, Sofit turned over the small notebook in his hand.
He hesitated before reporting: "We lost four infantry fighting vehicles and one armed off-road vehicle."
After a pause, he put down the notebook in his hand. , said softly as if accepting his fate: "Fifteen people were killed, three were seriously injured, and eight were slightly injured."
"I didn't expect that the casualties were more than half.
On the land of the US federal government, the US federal army actually suffered more than half the casualties.
This is simply unbelievable."
Clenching his fist tightly, Liszt could even feel the crisp sound between his knuckles when he exerted force, but he could not suppress the anger in his heart.
More than half of the more than fifty troops have been killed and wounded, and they are in their own country.
How can he accept all this calmly?
No soldier would accept it, it was close to an insult, even if the result was victory.
His ears moved slightly, and Liszt's eyes slowly looked forward.
In the very distant sky, three black spots had appeared there and were moving towards them at a high speed.
A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and there was a slight sarcasm on Liszt's face: "The U.S. federal police always come after everything is over."
The outlines of three UH60 "Black Hawk" medium utility helicopters gradually appeared in the field of vision, and a huge roar appeared like thunder at the edge of the forest.
The scouts below were all happy when they saw the arrival of the armed helicopter, and several of them waved their hands upward to indicate their presence.
However, these three UH60 "Black Hawk" medium-sized utility helicopters, commonly known as Black Hawk armed helicopters, did not lower their altitude and continued to circle back and forth several times at an altitude of several hundred meters.
The Type 134 762mm 6-barreled Gatling gun has also been pointed at the forest and the battlefield showing black smoke, as if searching for any remaining enemies.
"These guys are really careful."
Spitting hard at the side, Liszt took out a box of cigarettes from his breast pocket, held one in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and threw the cigarette to Sofitel next to him, looking at the The Black Hawk helicopter roared overhead.
He slowly exhaled a puff of cigarette and said calmly: "But there is no use being careful.
Most of Alaska has been abandoned."
"They're coming down, it's better not to talk about these unhappy things."
Sofitel also lit a cigarette and frowned slightly while looking at the Black Hawk helicopter above.
Turning to look at the Soviet prisoners around him who had even more panicked expressions on their faces, he sighed softly to Lister next to him: "There are some things that we cannot decide, otherwise General Bunar would not be so angry."
Squinting his eyes slightly, as if remembering Old Bunar's instructions to him, Liszt couldn't help but spit out two smoke dragons from his nose.
He turned and walked towards the wilderness at the edge of the forest.
At the same time, he held down the walkie-talkie on his chest and said to the scouts who were guarding the Soviet prisoners: "Keep an eye on me, don't let them escape."
Although these Soviet prisoners will become bargaining chips between the United States and the Soviet Union in accordance with international law, they are obviously of little use to a world that has been shrouded in the clouds of the Cold War for hundreds of years.
So what if it becomes a bargaining chip.
Now due to the shortage of oil, even the United Nations has been dissolved, and the so-called international law has become a joke.
Perhaps the United States Federation will also use these prisoners to gain some initiative in negotiations between the two parties, but for Lister and the others, there is nothing worthy of concern.
The biggest role of a soldier is to defend the country, not to fight with each other at the negotiation table.
For Lister and others, what can be solved with guns is always easier than with words.
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"What a blessing, Mr.
Lister, you have won a battle."
Three Black Hawk helicopter gunships have parked in the wilderness outside the woods.
A soldier wearing a civilian military uniform walked down holding his hat.
As the wind from the rotating wings dissipated, a strong wind blew around him, and The soldier who jumped out of the helicopter had a clear smile on his face and shouted to Liszt: "This is really a shocking and inspiring event."
"Major Leslie, I'm really surprised to see you here."
Although he spoke verbally, Liszt's brows furrowed tightly.
He was still deeply impressed by the fact that Major Leslie, who seemed to always be smiling, brazenly shot and killed people on a helicopter.
And when he looked at Leslie's smile, he always felt that there was something slightly strange about it.
He just frowned and replied loudly: "If you came faster, I'm afraid you would be able to see those Soviet tanks. " The Black Hawk helicopter gunship made a loud noise, and the wind blew away.
After Lister and Major Leslie were thirty or fifty meters away, they could still feel the faint wind caressing behind them. .
Seven heavily armed U.S. federal infantrymen followed closely behind Major Leslie.
With his burly figure, he looked elite. "16a4 assault rifle.
I thought all members of the U.S.
Army are now only equipped with 4a1 assault rifle."
Lister's eyes swept across the seven fully armed federal infantrymen, looking at the rifle that was obviously slenderer than the 4a1 assault rifle in their hands, and at the same time he recognized what this type of rifle was.
The 16a4 assault rifle is so accurate
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The atmosphere seemed to be harmonious with Lister's question, but Major Leslie still smiled and nodded as before: "The current 16a4 assault rifle is only equipped with infantry units.
The individual standard weapons in the hands of mechanized infantry units are still It’s a 4a1 assault rifle.”
Major Leslie smiled at Lister, but his eyes swept over the more than twenty Soviet prisoners who were squatting with their heads in their hands and were being watched seriously by the scouts.
Slowly licking the corner of his mouth, there was a little excitement in his eyes.
Looking at them one by one, he nodded his head one by one, and there was a little excitement in his plain tone: "Oh, this is really good, it's really exciting.
A surprising achievement.”
"Maybe so."
But Liszt just nodded in response.
He didn't have much emotion towards these Soviet prisoners.
Even if they are sent to those mentally twisted scientists, or are still being tested in the shelter, it has nothing to do with him.
These are just enemies.
But what he is paying attention to now is the attitude of the Anchorage defense.
Frowning slightly, Lister pointed to the two idle scouts next to him, pointed to the machine gun bunker and said: "Bring out those Canadians and the Soviet."
The two scouts immediately He put away his work and walked towards the machine gun bunker.
Looking at the slowly raised eyebrows of Major Leslie next to him, Lister said: "There are nine more Canadians."
Over at the machine gun bunker, nine frightened Canadians and the unshaven Soviet soldier were driven out.
The scout next to them carefully watched them with their guns, and their solemn faces did not suspect that they had any attempt to escape. , will shoot.
"God, Canadian" Major Leslie's eyes had widened slightly, and his calm face twitched slightly, but his excellent self-cultivation allowed him to still calm down his heart, with the same smile as before on his lips, and slowly turned to look at Li Si Te, said softly as if telling a story: "I really don't know how the next story will develop."
But he did not hesitate at all.
He waved to the nine U.S. federal troops following behind him and ordered without looking back: "You stay here and are responsible for guarding the prisoners.
No one is allowed to take them away without my order."
"After he finished speaking, he looked at Lister and smiled: "And Captain Lister, now you need to go to the Anchorage defense line with me and the nine Canadians
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