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#560 - Kind-hearted



#560 - Kind-hearted

“Hahahaha~!”

Clearly, no one took Liang Yue's words seriously.

So much so that the Russian soldiers who were eating in the military camp below thought that their broadcasting station had made a mistake in the broadcast frequency and accidentally received a domestic radio station from China.

As a result, bursts of laughter began to resound in the military camp.

It also brought a long-lost joy and relaxation to these Russians' originally dull and boring military life.

So much so that even though he was hundreds of meters away from the ground, Liang Yue could still clearly hear the joy and a hint of ridicule in the laughter below with his extraordinary hearing.

So, in the next moment, he didn't say any more nonsense, and directly raised a palm and slammed it down.

“Operation start!”

“Buzz~ ~ ~!”

In an instant, as Liang Yue's order fell, the sound of fierce ammunition pouring out immediately began to resound over the entire city.

In the dark night, countless swaying streamers bloomed almost at the same time, rubbing out fiery red trajectories in the air, like inverted fireworks, rapidly scattering from the air hundreds of meters above the ground.

Bundles and handfuls of countless ammunition covered large areas in an instant.

“Whoosh~ whoosh whoosh!” “Chirp~ ~ ~ Bang!” “Boom!” … …

For a time, the sound of bullets flying, explosions, and the roar of ammunition were endless, blooming everywhere in the city below.

Wherever it passed, there was a scene of fire soaring into the sky, debris splashing, and dust surging!

From time to time, buildings would collapse, break down, and even explode because they couldn't withstand the destruction of this surging ammunition.

As the main target of the attack, a large number of soldiers were directly crushed by the fierce torrent of steel, piece by piece, in this process!

Various broken limbs and arms splashed everywhere, brains and marrow burst, and blood mist filled the air, mixed with the surrounding rolling dust, making it impossible to recognize!

In most cases, they didn't even have time to utter screams and groans before their bodies were shattered by the firepower falling from the sky, scattered everywhere.

Some Russian soldiers who reacted a little faster quickly responded within a few seconds after the attack.

They rolled and scrambled to the corners of the walls, under the tables, and behind various coverings.

However, such actions were of no use at all.

The torrent of bullets seemed to have eyes, not letting go of any corner where survivors might exist, directly causing the walls to collapse and the buildings to crumble.

Only after the hiding soldiers had no more signs of life did they begin to move their guns elsewhere.

At this time, Liang Yue was steadily suspended in the air, holding an infinite ammunition penetrating weapon in each hand.

In the originally dark night sky behind him, rows of bright blue circular space channels were arranged in three columns.

On the opposite side of each space channel, there was a cold and solid black six-barreled Gatling gun turret.

This was the improved version of the electromagnetic shotgun turret that Liang Yue had previously used as a guard force in his manor!

Each bullet can be individually split into thirty-six small sub-projectiles, with a maximum rate of fire of three thousand rounds per minute and an effective range of one hundred kilometers!

“Buzz~ ~ ~!”

With each trajectory adjustment of the barrel and each shaking of the position, countless electromagnetic projectiles with solid ammunition poured down.

Under such wanton venting of air firepower, all resistance was futile.

Moreover, this couldn't be called a battle at all, it was just a one-sided massacre.

In less than half a minute, a contact battle ended.

Liang Yue was sure that there were no more Russians in military uniforms in the city below.

So, after not finding any professional soldiers, in the following time, Liang Yue did not engage in any deliberate killing.

Instead, he began to drive the residents here from all corners of the city and gather them together.

In this way, although it only took them dozens of seconds to eliminate the garrison soldiers here, it took Liang Yue and the girls a whole night to concentrate these Russians with megaphones and guns.

When the sun rose from the horizon again and the sky began to brighten, Liang Yue and others, who were covered in sweat, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After shooting hundreds of troublemakers who were causing trouble in the city, as well as hooligans in the crowd who were planning to take advantage of the fire to rob and commit misconduct against the surrounding women, he jumped onto a tall building.

He took out a megaphone and began to shout to the tens of thousands of Russians below.

“Now, this city has been completely occupied by us. Don't try to struggle, and don't come to me to talk about any principles, because I am Chinese. If you really want to talk about principles, I can talk to you for at least three days and three nights.”

“In short, you now have two choices. First, immediately go home and pack your luggage, then take the train and go to any city in your country.”

“But pay attention to personal safety, because in the following time, we will continue to advance the front line.”

“If you really don’t want to leave, then you can only become prisoners of war, but I don’t recommend doing this, because those who come to take over this city next.”

“May not be as reasonable as I am. At that time, you will at least be assigned to a kind of hard work that will not get any reward.”

“So now, you probably have two hours to go home and pack your luggage, and then take the train to leave here.”

“Okay, I’ve finished speaking, please hurry up next, because I think that relying on the capacity of a dozen trains should not be able to transport so many of you.”

“Let’s begin~”

“Pa~!” “Pa~!” “Pa~!”

Soon, after three consecutive gunshots, the ordinary Tsarist Russian people, as many as sixty to seventy thousand, were like marathon contestants who had been given the starting gun.

One by one, in groups, screaming and swarming, they rushed in all directions.

Some ran towards the city, and some ran directly towards the train station.

For a time, the whole scene was chaotic, people squeezed people, and people trampled on people.

During the process, many Russians were knocked down by the people around them, pushed to the ground, and then never got up again.

Whether it was the elderly, children, women, or men in their prime, they all seemed so fragile in the face of the surging crowd.

Gradually, blood began to dye the ground red, and countless shouts, wails, and human tragedies were staged in the crowd.

Standing at the top of the tall building, Liang Yue did not have the slightest sympathy on his face when he saw this scene.

After all, this was originally Chinese territory, and those who once lived on this land did not encounter someone as kind-hearted as him.

In order to maintain the purity of the ethnic group within the territory, the original Tsarist Russian invaders adopted cruel racial, slaughter, and killing policies. Whether they were soldiers or ordinary people, they could not escape the fate of being slaughtered.

In comparison, Liang Yue's attitude of letting them live and letting them fend for themselves is enough to be called benevolent and kind, and may even be scolded as womanly benevolence.

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