MTL - Wind Rises in Dragon City-v2 Chapter 1417 autumn leaves

Laomo area, at the foot of a certain mountain range.

Morde Amon was betrayed by his chief of staff, and he was sent down the mountain in a bundle. At this moment, his forehead was covered with sweat, he knelt on the ground, glanced at the soldiers with live ammunition around him, and finally his eyes fell on Su Tianyu who was sitting in front of him.

Su Tianyu was also staring at him, but kept silent and didn't speak.

Mod Amon tried his best to restrain his flustered emotions, thought for a long time, and said firstly: "I think we should talk calmly. In the Laomo area, everyone has the right to choose, which is not uncommon Things. I still have a certain influence in Xinlai area, I can help you...help that is crucial to the impact of the war situation."

Su Tianyu glanced at him, and said expressionlessly: "I am not the one who decides your future, someone will talk to you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the military vehicle parked beside him.

"Sir Su, we can talk about..."

Morde Amon's shout came from behind him, but Su Tianyu didn't bother to talk to him at all, and got into the military vehicle, then turned his head and told the people beside him: "Quickly gather the rebels here, and at the same time, take Mod The news of Amon's capture spread, calling out to other warlord forces and the rebels. All cadres below the regiment level, as long as they bring their own troops and surrender to us, their past actions can be treated lightly. deal with!"

"yes!"

…

Meanwhile, the rebel base.

Standing in Bahiacho's office, Kang Dinghuang urgently contacted Morde Amon three times with a phone in his hand, but found that no one answered his own phone, and the entire headquarters couldn't be reached, as if he had completely evaporated.

After confirming that the other party had completely lost contact, Kang Dinghuang immediately told Bahia Joe his speculation.

After hearing the news, Bahia Joe slowly sat on the chair, his hair was loose, his beard was messy, and his expression was a little anxious, completely gone from the calm and calm feeling before.

Feeling a tightness in his chest, Kang Dinghuang also sat down, frowning, and fell into deep thought.

Bahia Joe couldn't help opening his mouth, and said slowly: "In order to rescue Mod Amon's troops, our Red Hat Army has been speeding up and has penetrated deep into the hinterland of the Laomo area. It is a long distance, and the logistics supply line has not been set up yet. If Morde Amon is really captured, once the other party quickly cleans up the civil strife, launches a counterattack, and hundreds of thousands of troops surround us, our situation is very dangerous! I suggest , we should quickly retreat now, retreat to the Hualei town line, and think of a way after reorganizing."

Hearing the other party's thoughts, Kang Dinghuang didn't even think about it, turned his head and said to him: "No! If you retreat to Hualei Town now, all our previous battles will be in vain! Moreover, you will leave them a Time and space to rest the troops and reorganize internal relations! Your Excellency, although I don’t understand military affairs, I understand a truth, that is, in terms of war, no one will make the enemy more comfortable! My idea is, absolutely not To retreat, we must launch a blocking war inside Lao Mo, making it extremely difficult for them to gather troops and sort out the interior! Only in this way can we achieve the goal of this war!"

Bahiacho said worriedly: "But, our troops..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kang Dinghuang stood up, stared into his eyes and said, "Your Excellency, I hope you can understand that the Red Riding Hood Army and your government are closely linked with the district government. We share the responsibility for the outcome of this war. If Dragon City is defeated and the first district withdraws troops, what you will face is Hua District’s unconditional support for the Santos government and the large-scale increase of troops in Dragon City! I don’t need to say more about your situation. I hope you can think differently from Morde Amon. Please also understand that you are not fighting this war for me, nor for District One. , you are fighting for yourself, for your regime!"

Bahia Joe didn't say a word, and he knew very well in his heart that what Kang Dinghuang said was correct. After being silent for a long time, he finally nodded: "Okay, I am willing to fight a blocking battle inside Lao Mo. However, I hope that the battle in Dragon City will end as soon as possible, and we can get enough support here!"

Kang Dinghuang's face softened a bit: "Of course, I have the same thoughts as you."

The two sides chatted here, and the guerrilla warfare re-enacted the tactics for the next blockade in the Laomo area.

…

Santos left Guarda City and rushed to the forward command position under the protection of the army.

At this time, the war against the Western Military Alliance was gradually coming to an end. After the news of Su Tianyu's lenient punishment for cadres below the regiment level was released, many opposing troops no longer obeyed the command of the higher-ups, and immediately raised the white flag and came to surrender.

Those warlords, as well as the core generals of the Western Military Alliance, have lost the support of local troops and lower-level soldiers, and they are already alone. The few remaining troops could not escape or fight, and in the end they either died in battle, or the prisoners were captured and sent to a prisoner-of-war camp.

The rest of the battle was basically the large-scale capture of prisoners of war by Santos' old Mexican army and the People's Army. These are the available sources of troops in the future, and they will have a very important impact on the battle situation in the Laomo area!

Half an hour later, Santos did not go to the headquarters, but went directly to the prisoner-of-war camp.

In a dark dungeon, Santos saw Morde Amon and more than a dozen core generals who were separated from him and held in other cells.

Without exception, these people were beaten by soldiers during the **** and detention process. The neat military uniform was torn to pieces, and his face was covered with wounds.

However, Chief of Staff Tariel was not there. Because he "returned to justice" in time and was credited with arresting Morde Amon, he was sent to another place alone to wait for processing.

"Click!"

Two guards opened the cell, Santos stepped in and saw Mord Amon who was tied up.

Mod Amon looked at him, trying to maintain his composure, and said the words he had thought up a long time ago: "My dear President, I once fought side by side with your father! I know, no matter what I explain at this moment , can’t smooth out the anger in your heart. However, I hope you can understand that my influence in the Xinlai area can definitely increase your source of 50,000 soldiers! Bahia Joe’s rebel army is our real enemy, I Having realized my mistake, I am willing to repent and fight for you!"

Hearing these words, Santos was not moved. Instead, he pulled out a sharp wolf knife from the soldier next to him with his backhand, and walked towards Mod Amon.

Mod Amon's eyes widened, cold sweat covered his forehead, UU reading www. uukanshu. com hurriedly said: "Dear President, please calm down! You have to look at the problem rationally, just like your father. A great politician cannot be overwhelmed by negative emotions..."

"Snapped!"

Santos stepped on his face, pointed at him with a wolf knife and said, "Did I tell you to talk? You have to learn to shut up!"

Mo De Amon's body was shaking into sieves, his face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "I beg you, for the sake of our previous friendship, please take pity on me, an old man in his sixties. I still have children , with a family…”

Santos interrupted him directly, and said word by word: "You shouldn't let the head of a regime kneel to you! Because no head will leave such a shame in his life!"

"Wait, please..."

"Pfft!"

Santos raised the knife and dropped it, a human head was sprayed with blood and rolled aside.

The moment Morde Amon's head fell to the ground, his eyes were full of horror, and his lips were still squirming.