After falling to the ground and being caught up by the Taotie. Even though Taotie didn't care about Yuqin, who looked like she didn't know death, Yuqin was still scared out of her wits, thinking that she wouldn't be able to live for long. In her extreme panic, she remembered that she still had a skill that could cause damage to Taotie. In a desperate situation, she played it.
The reason why she hadn't used it before was because her previous experience told her that with Taotie's mobility, it was extremely easy for it to dodge her extremely long and powerful skill. Therefore, she had no intention of attacking the Taotie before. However, it seemed that because she was too sincere, the heavens responded to her call, causing the Taotie to have no reaction to the dazzling flaming millstone in the sky. It stood there blankly and watched the phenomenon. As expected, it was burned into charcoal by the heavenly fire a second later.
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[So... it's an idiot.] Heh…Why didn't I think of this earlier? If I had thought of it earlier, how could there be so many casualties…"
Hugging the zither on the ground, Yuqin was very weak. A small part of it was due to shock, but most of it was due to the exhaustion of his mental strength. At that time, he was too afraid. Not only was he afraid of death, but he also thought of something terrible like a " prostitute training camp." Therefore, in the face of danger, she changed the tune of the Great Heavenly Fire to be more passionate and urgent. Correspondingly, the diameter of the flaming millstone rose from fifty meters to more than a hundred meters. Naturally, the spiritual energy consumed would also increase exponentially.
She closed her eyes and panted for a while to regain some energy. Then, she crawled to the wreckage of the pickup truck more than 20 meters away. Ivan, the pilot, was almost gone. Yuqin only found some sticky human soft tissue scattered where she stopped. She didn't know if it was Ivan's.，Machine Gunner Vassily's body still had his upper body left. He was dragged on the ground, and only his intestines could be vaguely identified. He had died clutching his wedding photo. One could imagine how much pain he had suffered before he died. One could imagine how much pain his wife would suffer after his death.
[Poor bones by the river of Wuding River, still dreaming in the spring boudoir…]
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If Ivan hadn't pushed her out of the car in time, she would have gone with them. The only thing that was better than them was that her corpse would be a little more complete. Perhaps only her head would be missing, and her body would be fine under the protection of the black armor. Even if her limbs were blown off, her arms and legs would still be intact. With some effort, she could still make a relatively complete corpse for burial.
After sitting on the spare tire that flew out for a while, Yuqin felt that her eyes were still sore. They were filled with sadness and could turn into tiredness at any time. She was now a girl with developed tear glands, even though she had long known, understood the cruelty of war, and was mentally prepared. However, she could not turn a blind eye to the sacrifice of her companions.
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"Yuqin, I heard that your place was attacked. Are you okay? Yuqin? Yuqin?"
"Comrade Yuqin! Comrade Yuqin, where are you? Comrade Yuqin!"
"First Lieutenant, I see her!”
"Comrade Yuqin, are you okay?？Comrade Yuqin?"
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"Ah ah? I, I'm fine, I'm just exhausted…Captain, two soldiers died here, please help them bury them…This one, his name is Vassily…and the other one is Ivan, he's broken somewhere nearby…"
Yuqin stood on the spot for a long time until a high-ranking captain shook her shoulder and spat on her face. She seemed to have woken up from a dream and said with a gloomy expression.
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The captain then called out to two soldiers with body bags. After pointing in the direction of the pickup truck, he ignored them and saluted Yuqin.
"I am the battalion staff officer, Captain Fedorio. On behalf of the 112th Division's 774th Regiment Fire Support Battalion, I thank you for your support. If not for your help, we might have lost another 140 people to deal with this Taotie.”
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"Just now…how many people did we sacrifice?”
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"Fifty-two commanders, Comrade Major. The result was already very good. Our troops did not have tanks. If we encountered Taotie, it would be a blessing if we could survive half of our lives. To destroy it was a fantasy.”
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" Fifty-two people…If I had reacted earlier and attacked it instead of running away, I would have used the Great Heavenly Fire. He's stupid and doesn't know how to dodge. He'll be burned to death by me. This way, there won't be so many sacrifices, and I can also satisfy my desire for revenge..."
Feeling ashamed, Yuqin closed her eyes and lowered her face. She could not accept the gratitude of the soldiers. This time, she should be condemned by everyone. She should not have sacrificed so many people. They died in vain because of her cowardice.
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"Comrade Major?"
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"I'm fine, Comrade Captain…I'm just mentally exhausted. You can send me to…Wait a minute.”
"Rose? I'm here…I'm fine. I just used up all my mana and am a little tired now. My mana will come back in a while. Where are you? I'll meet up with you guys…"
"Comrade Captain, can I borrow a car from you to go back to the front army headquarters?”
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In less than half an hour, Rose and Lonnie had already killed all the Taoties in the three groups that the front army had assigned to them. There were almost a hundred Taoties that had died in their hands. It was truly terrifying. This was a hero, a super soldier. Killing non-hero units was as easy as eating and drinking.
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"Comrade Major, we won again, right?”
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"The entire Xiong Bing Company has moved out…this time, we're only slaughtering their soldiers. Ge Xiaolun, Du Qiangwei, and the others only used 20 minutes to kill the remaining Taoties in the three nearby clusters. I think the situation in East Asia and the United States should be the same. So, yes, we won again, Captain.”
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"Comrades, did you hear that? We have defeated the invaders once again! Wu La!"
"Wu La! Wu La!"
Since they did not have any firearms, the Russian army could only smash bottles of vodka on the ground to celebrate their victory and pay tribute to their fallen comrades. However, this did not affect their mood. They jumped and clamored, using their own ways to express their joy at successfully protecting their country and their joy at being able to survive.
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Due to the addition of the super soldiers, the Taotie soldiers were like wheat blown by the wind, falling one after another. At four o'clock the next morning, all the battle zones had ended and reported their losses. After that, the headquarters announced that the soldiers of the Mighty Soldier Company could go home and rest.
They didn't give the Xiongbing Company a place to station, but asked the Xiongbing Company to stay at the designated location. This was because the Xiongbing Company was a super soldier, not a warrior. Marshal Ducao, who was in charge of them, believed that they could not use the discipline of mortals to demand a god. Gods had to have personalities and should not be restricted.
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" If only my brain could stop thinking so much and my mind could be a little simpler. As a hero, he fought bravely to kill the enemy and protect his country, and he was not bound by discipline. As a girl, being in a relationship with the overbearing president and being loved…It sounded like the combination of Long Aotian and Mary Sue. I've occupied all the fantasies that both genders yearn for, but I'm not satisfied at all..."
On the way back to Moscow from the Voronezh region, Yuqin felt uneasy as she watched the scenery receding by the roadside. She didn't want to think about forgiveness or responsibility. She simply felt conflicted about the fact that she had indirectly killed her comrade. She felt guilty, even though she didn't know them, even though she didn't really like the Russian Liberation Army…
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In contrast to Yuqin, the driver, Mihail, was in a good mood. He was slowly moving forward at a speed of 50 miles per hour on the deserted city streets. The song he was humming was a traditional Russian folk song, Katyusha. It was born in 1939 and was widely sung during the 1941-1945 Soviet War. It combined beautiful music with a just war. This song connected the love of a girl with the bravery of the soldiers to serve their country. This song was full of the innocence of a girl. It made the soldiers who were holding cold weapons and lying in the cold trenches feel warmth and comfort in their hearts.
"What's wrong, Comrade Major?"
From the rearview mirror, the driver caught a glimpse of Yuqin frowning and looking very unhappy. He was very curious about what had happened to Yuqin.
"Comrade Major, do you feel cold? Do you need a coat?"
He guessed that Yuqin might have caught a cold from the wind. Moscow Region had a high latitude. Even though it was September, the temperature at night was below 10 degrees Celsius. In addition, one of the doors of the car had been blown up and was leaking air, so he took the initiative to hand his military coat to Yuqin.
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“……”
"Thank you. I feel much better now.”
After taking the coat and putting it on, Yuqin suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. All the random thoughts in her mind were gone, leaving only " Ah, it's much warmer." She was very happy, thinking that she could finally rest without worrying about anything. However, Mihail suddenly braked, causing her to hit the back of the front seat without wearing her seatbelt. Fortunately, the car was not too fast. Other than her nose hurting, she was fine.
"What's wrong, Comrade Driver?"
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"On the way…someone was lying down? He seems to be drunk. I'll go down and take a look.”
Yuqin craned her neck to look. Through the car's headlights, she saw a man in an army green shirt lying on the roadside less than ten meters in front of the car. After getting out of the car, Mihail shook him, then called out to Yuqin,"
"Comrade Major, it's best if you come and take a look. He seems to be…dead.”
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Hearing that he was in critical condition, Yuqin immediately rushed out of the car. When she came into contact with the other party, an old man with white hair, she knew that he had been dead for a while.
"He has indeed passed away, and his blood alcohol content has exceeded the limit…This is…the Red Flag Medal? Comrade driver? What happened to you, Mr. Driver?"
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Mihail rummaged through the old man's pockets to see if he could find anything that could prove his identity. In the end, he only found four rubles, three kopeks, and a faded medal of the Soviet Union. For some unknown reason, after flipping to the front of the medal and confirming what kind of medal it was, the driver, Mihail, who was 27 years old and 1.8 meters tall, suddenly burst into tears without any warning. He only silently brewed for two seconds before he burst into tears. Yuqin was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort him. Michael cried for a long time, maybe five minutes, maybe even ten minutes. After that, he wiped his face and explained that he was thinking of his grandfather.
It was the winter of 1994. It was very cold. There was no heater in his house, and the room was full of ice. He could only hug the television to keep warm. In his arms, the president of the Russian Federation, Ye Li, promised the Russians that winter would be warm. He cried and cried that he was cold and hungry and wanted bread. Therefore, his grandfather grabbed the box that had been gradually empty since he could remember and dragged him to the free market. He watched as his grandfather peddled for a whole day. He sold a medal that he could not remember what it looked like and got two bottles of vodka. They each drank a bottle, so that they could continue to stay outside in the cold of Smolensk. There was only one medal left in his grandfather's box. Several foreigners asked for the price, and his grandfather insisted on selling it for 100 dollars. They all shook their heads after hearing it, saying that no one would want this kind of common goods even if it was sold for 50 dollars. At night, the medal still hadn't been sold, so his grandfather told him to go home first. But he never made it back. The next day, he was found frozen to death, clutching his Red Flag.
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