C1321 death march (2/2)
”No, we can't go together, even if we die in a foreign land, we can't die in a foreign land, even if we die in the Far East, or in the Haishenwai, that would still be our home …” Nicholas wiped his eyes and dragged the soldier down.
But the soldier pushed him away, ”I don't need you to save me …” Cough cough cough … If I have to save you to save those injured brothers, I can still run! ”
”Forget it Company Commander! How much can you save? ”So many people! How many can you save …” Following the soldier's finger, Nicholas saw hell.
On both sides of the mountain path, the most miserable ones were not these exhausted soldiers, but the injured brothers. At the start, he had even exploded his head, but now he had shifted his position to look for the Russian Army's arms and legs to shoot at them.
This was a sinister rule in sniper tactics. In the last rule of the sniping regulation, it said, ”Killing enemy soldiers is actually not the most effective way to attack the enemy. If you want the enemy's morale to collapse, you have to create a large number of wounded soldiers …”
What the cold words revealed was the annihilation of human nature in war. Killing people would only lead to headaches. OneHeadShotWithoutExplanation did not even have the chance to experience pain before his soul returned to the underworld.
However, it was too vicious to turn the enemy into a cripple and not kill them. The dead could not pant nor move nor scream, but the wounded could.
A wounded soldier will cry and shout and beg... This kind of mental torture was a huge blow to the morale of the army. Who could just ignore their brothers like that? You are a good brother who has been eating in the same pot for many years, yet you are letting him die here?
But how? Everyone could no longer protect themselves, so would they bring another burden and die with them?
Nicholas's ears were filled with the demon notes of wounded soldiers. He wanted to wail in anger, but his tear ducts were all dry. He hadn't had any water for five hours. Not to mention tears, there might not even be much blood if his blood vessels were cut open.
”Why? Why was that? What did we do wrong... God, why did you punish us like that! ”
”Let's go, Company Commander …” Don't worry about us. Go, run for your life … ”Take revenge for us after we escape …” A desperate wounded soldier leaned against a boulder, rifle stock pointed at the ground, gun muzzle pointed at his chin.
”Rather than live in humiliation and despair, I might as well die! I don't want to be a cripple! I don't want to be a cripple in this life … ” As the soldier pulled the trigger, there was a dull thud as the bullet drilled into his brain from his chin, causing the top of his head to be completely overturned.
Nicholas felt the world spinning around him, as if a voice were growling at him from the sky.
”Is this the war you want? Is this what you want? Is this the ultimate goal for you to travel ten thousand miles and travel half the Earth to Asia? ”
”Answer me! What do you want? ”Just what do you all want …”
Yeah, what do we want? Had we come to East Asia from distant northern Europe for this death march? Was it for this massacre?
”Who the hell can tell me that! Why the fuck are we here? Why do we have to fight this war! ” Nicholas howled in despair as more and more soldiers beside him fell into a state of exhaustion.