C1301 Resurrection of the Dead Legion
C1301 Resurrection of the Dead Legion
Otherwise, the number of casualties in that bloody battle would not have been as painful as it was 33 to 1.
In other words, after both sides engaged in frontal combat in the same environment, they lost 33 people, and even Great Coler's ribs suffered a hole from the bullet.
But on the other side, only one person had died.
This result caused Michel and the rest to be suspicious.
The Chinese special forces were used to being low-key. Their international rankings were all overshadowed by the South Korea, a country that was rich in sissy men. However, everyone who cared about the military in the world should have heard of this saying.
China's army, invincible in the world!
These words were not made with their red lips and white teeth, but were made with their hot blood back in the 1950s.
In that world-famous war, when the multinational allied forces led by the United States military helped to counterattack, it was clear that they were all about to rush into the Yalu River.
Just as the National Aura's flames were about to be extinguished, a loud and clear sound of a charge rang out!
The Chinese Army, which was everywhere, appeared out of nowhere from the ground.
In those bugles where the allied army would have nightmares once they heard them, the Chinese army with only rifles was like a log rolling down from the top of a mountain. Under the crazy firing of the advanced weapons of the allied army, they didn't stop even for a moment.
They didn't seem to be afraid of death.
The group of comrades in front fell on the path of the charge.
However, the soldiers at the back stepped on their comrade-in-arms's hot blood as they charged, charged, and charged.
Charge!
It was said that General MacArthur, who swept through the Asian and European battlefields and was invincible, had lost his composure quite a bit after fighting with the Chinese army. He had spread his arms wide and shouted, "Why?"
Why!
Back when Dong Yang's iron hooves trampled China, both sides had engaged in dozens of large group battles.
The result was something that every descendant of the sun had to keep in mind.
In those days, when their ancestors faced invading Outsiders, they would only be able to exchange six or seven people for one person!
In the end, they had no choice but to retreat.
This was the reason for the world shocking massacre.
General Macarthur, on the other hand, led his troops and planted the Stars and Stripes all over the East Ocean.
That was why he was surprised.
Only then would he not understand.
Why was it that the Chinese Army, which had been beaten down to the point where there was no way to fight back, was now able to use millet plus a rifle on the peninsula, and a multinational force equipped with advanced weapons.
It was only at the later stages of the war that His Excellency the General finally came to his senses.
The Chinese Army that he was facing was no longer the same army as ten years ago.
More than a decade ago, the army, with the exception of the backward weapons, had not yet thrown away the slave who had been cut off by the entire Qing Dynasty.
Speaking of which, in a short span of 20 years, the Chinese army had undergone a complete transformation.
It was those brutal invaders that aroused the thirst for blood in the Chinese soldiers that was trampled to the bone by the Qing people, reappearing in the Great Qin and Han dynasties as well as the bravery of the Tang Dynasty.
Michel was very clear that the current leaders of China knew better than foreigners that they would never lose the bravery unique to Chinese soldiers.
They were just used to being low-key.
But, as Napoleon once said, it was a sleeping lion, and it was best to keep it asleep. Otherwise, when she woke up, she would scream at the sky and shock the world.
It was also said that there was a huge army buried underground somewhere in China.
That legion was the main force behind the founding of the Great Qin Empire.
Back when Chen Sheng and Wu Guang had rebelled, when the Qin Dynasty was in chaos, Qin Shi Huang had never used his powerful army of as many as five hundred thousand men.
Until the end of the Great Qin Empire.
No one knew where the great army had been sent to by First Emperor Qin. Some people said that the great army that was moving in every direction was underground.
For the past two thousand years, they had been standing there silently.
He held the steel spear in his hand and remained silent.
They were waiting.
Wait!
Waiting for the moment they returned.
When the Sleeping Lion woke up and roared at the sky, this strong army that had the heavy responsibility assigned to them by First Emperor Qin opened their eyes.
It caused the world to tremble.
Now, the Sleeping Lion was awake.
The mighty force began to shake the world.
Michel felt that the dozens of people in the Divine Dragon Company came from that underground army.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have to pay the price of a single casualty to almost wipe out Michel and the others.
Michel also knew that other than this Divine Dragon Regiment, somewhere in the world, there was another mercenary group composed of East Asian faces.
The flag of the mercenary army had a dragon as its totem.
However, the totem of the mercenary army was a black dragon.
Therefore, they were also known as the Black Dragon Army.
Compared to the Divine Dragon Regiment, the Black Dragon Regiment was much more low-key.
It was even more cruel.
If the Divine Dragon Legion was the sun, then the Black Dragon Legion was the moon.
They were good at night battles, night battles. Wasn't that what the Chinese army was good at?
Similarly, soldiers who were good at night battles not only had a cruel temperament, but they also used schemes and tricks. They were good at assassinations and other underhanded actions.
On the almost completely annihilated escape route, Great Coler rejoiced more than once, saying that he was lucky to encounter the Divine Dragon Regiment this time.
If they were to encounter the even more ruthless Black Dragon army, there was no way for the four of them to escape alive.
Dragon flag.
East Asian face.
A style of combat that was unafraid of death.
With these factors added together, people would probably suspect that the two mercenary armies that worshipped dragons were made up of the most elite special forces in China.
Why did China want to create two mercenaries? They were raised on the battlefield outside of China 20 years ago?
There must be a conspiracy.
As for what the conspiracy was, Michel and the rest were still unable to see through it.
After all, many people, including them, only had such suspicions.
He suspected that China had been playing a big game of chess for a long time.
All the chess pieces in this game should have come from the legendary Great Qin Army, which was rumored to have never shown its face even when the Great Qin Nation had perished.
In the 1950s, General MacArthur once said that the powerful army that the Western scholars called the "Underground Death Army" had been resurrected.
They had already transformed into the most ordinary Chinese, Evil Qi s that had been buried for too long, and roared as they rushed towards the enemy that dared to invade their country — the general's words, were scoffed at by many "knowledgeable people".
Michel, on the other hand, felt that the general's nonsense would very likely become a reality under some mysterious arrangement.
The death legion that was filled with Evil Qi and unwilling to accept this had already been revived. Only fools would continue to cause trouble for Hua Xia.
Therefore, Michel was quite in favor of Great Coler's decision.
He completely left the mercenary world and worked for the Chinese.
If this continued, who knows how many of them would encounter the Divine Dragon Army, or the more cruel and mysterious Black Dragon Army.
Bates should understand as well.
But what was the reason for him daring to challenge Sister Yue when he knew that the revived death legion was going to help Hua Xia reclaim their homeland?
How could Bates dare to look down on a group of people that even General MacArthur feared?
Ambition?
It's not just ambition, is it?
That was why Michel couldn't figure it out. He had to hit the wall with the back of his head.
"Always banging your head against the wall. Doesn't it hurt?"
A cheerful voice came from the side.
Michel didn't even need to look to know who was mocking him.
Who else could it be other than Yue Zitong?
"It hurts."
Michel said without any expression and stood up from the ground.
The way Yue Zitong leaned against the door frame with her arms folded across her chest reminded one of a word.
He was all smiles.
However, no one dared to say that about her.
Michel didn't dare to do so. He just looked at her coldly and then looked towards the window in the corridor.
Yue Zitong spoke again, "Your head hurts, but your heart hurts even more, right?"
Michel pursed his lips but didn't say anything.
Yue Zitong, on the other hand, chattered on like a long-tongued woman, "That idiot whose head was blown off by a single shot from me, he could be counted as your lover, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be banging your head against the wall and feeling so much pain in your heart. "Tsk tsk, such a strong and robust man, how could he be so stupid?"
Ka, ka.
The crisp sound of knuckles cracking rang out.
This was Michel clenching his fist, trying his best to suppress the anger in her heart.
She couldn't figure it out.
Yue Zitong, as the dignified head of the wealthy Chinese family, how could she be like a scoundrel and mock a small fry like her?
As if she knew what she was thinking, Yue Zitong gave her an answer. "Sigh, who told you to listen to Sui Yueyue's words and watch over me so that I won't go out to watch a good show?"
Michel turned his head suddenly and stared fiercely at Yue Zitong with his black, young, and white eyes. He said with a hoarse voice, "Dead people, it's not a good show!"
Yue Zitong, who had been startled by her sudden action of turning her head, took a quick step back and hid half her body behind the door.
Seeing that Michel didn't have the intention to rush over, Yue Zitong then felt relieved and laughed, "Truthfully, if you didn't do your duty and stayed at the door, telling me to go over there, your lover might not have died. Sigh, you might not know, but don't think that my words are a bit harsh. Actually, my heart is very kind. "
According to her melodious description, she is a kind of benevolent person who walks very carefully, afraid of trampling an ant to death.
If it wasn't because Michel was watching her and forbade her from going to the theatre, she might have stopped Lee Nanfang from killing someone.
This is because I firmly believe that Lee Nanfang must listen to whatever she says, and it can only be her.
Michel didn't believe every word she said.
As soon as she finished her sentence, she coldly snorted and said, "Hmph, if you go, I dare to say that other than Bates still dying, you can also encourage Mr. Lee to kill more people."
"Am I that cold-blooded? Look at my delicate appearance. "
Yue Zitong was stunned and pointed at her nose.
"Director Yue, you should be glad that you are Chinese. It is fortunate that you have lived in the era after the rebirth of the Dead Legion. Otherwise, you will die ten thousand times without dying before the sky turns dark. "
After saying that, Michel left with big strides.
Bates was dead, Sister Yue helped Lee Nanfang recover confidence the first step, finally completed successfully.
In that case, there was no need to put Yue Zitong under house arrest anymore.
Michel wanted to go to Bates's corpse and send him off on his final journey.
"Fuck, what do you mean by 'even if I die ten thousand times, I won't die before the sky turns dark'?"
Yue Zitong was very angry.
It was just that Michel was too strong.
Otherwise, Director Yue would definitely yell and throw himself at her to give her a kick.
The sound of Michel's boots stomping on the stairs gradually disappeared.
Yue Zitong, however, was still leaning on the doorframe, frowning and muttering to herself, "The Death Corps? Resurrection? This little girl, what are you talking about? "