The Republic of China: A Letter of Appointment Creates the Most Powerful Warlord

At midnight, the night was as dark as ink, and the cold wind was howling, blowing up the snow piled on the ground.

The Feng troops' base was silent, and the empty tents looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

However, in sharp contrast to this desolate scene, there was a long queue in front of the toilet.

These soldiers clamped their legs together, covered their stomachs, and had painful expressions on their faces. They launched a crazy greeting towards the guy in the thatched house, with the women in the family as the radius.

There were also some guys who couldn't wait and couldn't stand the churning in their stomachs, so they simply ran to a nearby empty space, quickly took off their pants, and released their "burden".

At this moment, they had no time to worry about whether the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero would cause frostbite to their "brothers".

Tonight's dumpling banquet made everyone suffer.

These dumplings were obviously made by everyone, so why did they cause diarrhea for everyone?

This question troubled everyone, and they couldn't help but start to wonder if someone was tampering with it.

But in such a situation, who would have the mind to investigate the truth?

The most important thing right now is to meet your physiological needs as soon as possible.

"Hey bro, do you have toilet paper?"

"Fuck, who the hell has a cigarette? Give me one, it's too cold!"

"Those bastards in the logistics department actually sent us garbage. The meat might have been poisoned by them!"

In the desolate and lonely wilderness, the soldiers pulled and cursed while covering their brothers for fear of freezing.

If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have rather die than eat these dumplings. What a fucking sin!

At the same time, the vanguard of the Independence Army had arrived at a small slope about five miles away from them.

In the dim night, these guys crouched down and moved towards the front line of Feng's faction, waiting for the insider to release the attack signal.

"Sharp Knife! Sharp Knife! What's the situation? The mobile force is in place and ready to go at any time!"

On the radio, inquiries from the command center continued to come in.

The communicator covered his earphones, hid in the snow, and responded in a low voice.

"Reporting to the headquarters, everything is proceeding as planned, just waiting for the signal from inside!"

boom! !

Bang!

As soon as we responded, we heard a violent explosion in the enemy camp, and rows of tents were engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye.

The trucks parked near the tents were directly overturned by the powerful shock wave. For a moment, the flames that shot up into the sky illuminated the entire sky. Many enemy soldiers patrolling around did not even have a chance to scream before they were cremated on the spot.

When this scene appeared, not only the enemy but even the spearhead troops waiting outside were stunned.

They couldn't figure out what method this gang used to cause such a big commotion.

Were they going to blow up their arsenal?

"Fuck, brothers, charge now, break through their defenses!"

After a few seconds of hesitation, the commander of the spearhead troops reacted, raised his arms and started firing with his light machine gun. In an instant, hundreds of people opened fire at the same time, and the dense bullets rushed towards the enemy troops who were trying to put out the fire like raindrops.

At the same time, the heavy armored brigade that had arrived in the rear stepped on the accelerator and rushed all the way. When the searchlights on the front of the tanks lit up, dozens of tanks turned their guns and aimed at the lighted tents, which was a "New Year's gift"

Boom boom boom...

The flames of the explosion were connected into one piece. At this moment, everyone in Feng's army, whether they were eating or taking a shit, was confused. They never expected that the other side would launch an attack at this point.

What is even more incomprehensible is how they managed to pass through the minefield so quietly.

After all, landmines don't distinguish between friend and foe. They can blow up others, and they can also blow up yourself.

Lu Shan had already prepared for this. When he was laying the mines, this guy was planning a counterattack, so he left a narrow passage in a corner near the mountainside for the purpose of launching a surprise attack.

"Damn it! Call for backup! There are enemies everywhere!"

At this moment, Commander Feng Xi, who was staying at the command center, felt like the sky was falling as he listened to the intensive bombing outside.

The two sides had been fighting for nearly a month, and this was the first time he felt death was so close to him.

Didn’t we agree to fight after the New Year? These people are so untrustworthy!

There is absolutely no military credibility!

"Commander, the command center told us to hold on. There's fighting happening in more than one direction right now, and they haven't figured out the specific situation yet."

The staff officer in charge of calling for help came back in a hurry, leaned over the corner of the table, his face pale with fear, and continued.

"The headquarters also said that if we lost the position, we would be shot!"

"Fuck it! I have a regiment of over 2,000 people, but now there are less than 1,500 left. At least half of them are having diarrhea. What can we do?"

The team leader had a furious look on his face and kept cursing through gritted teeth.

"These bastards don't treat us as human beings. Eating rotten meat during Chinese New Year is something a human being could do."

"Where's Cao Zheng? The brothers are freezing and starving on the front lines, and he's gone to Zhili Province to enjoy the good life and celebrate the New Year. What a jerk!"

"Commander, if we can't do it, let's just run away. It's better than being captured as a prisoner!"

Hearing the artillery sounds getting closer and closer, the staff officer was almost scared to death and tried to persuade them tremblingly.

"The enemy must be well prepared if they come at this time. Head-on resistance is not an option. Our brothers are not in fighting shape at all. If we don't run away now, it will be too late, Commander!"

"Fuck it, go, go, go, hurry up and leave! Anyone who stays here and fights for his life at this time is a fool!"

The team leader had been wanting to run away from the start, and after hearing the advice from those around him, he didn't hesitate at all. He stood up, crouched down, and prepared to run to the back of the camp.

There was a small hill behind them, and it would be difficult to find them if they went inside in the middle of the night.

As long as we cross the small hill and run forward for a few dozen miles, we will reach Zhijiang, and then we will be safe.

buzzing...

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is extremely cruel.

The regiment commander and two or three of his trusted associates had just appeared, and before they could escape, they were forced into a corner by a tank that was coming towards them.

They thought the heavy bombardment outside was the other side using heavy artillery, but when the tanks appeared before their eyes, these people were completely dumbfounded and could not muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Damn it, they have lived for so many years and have never seen this kind of mobile cannon. It is made of iron and has extremely strong defense and precise strike capability. As long as it appears in the enemy's sight, it basically can't escape.

How can we fight this war when they have such advanced gadgets? What can we use to fight?

Even if human lives were used to fill it up, it would be of no use. How many people can handle such a huge lump of iron?

This is just bullshit!

After realizing this, the team leader didn't hesitate at all. He immediately raised his hands and shouted very decisively.

"Sir, spare my life! I surrender, I am willing to surrender, please don't fire! Spare my life!"

He now had only one thought: a man who knows the times is a hero, and it is not shameful to lose to such an iron guy!