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Chapter 722 : Surrender

Maoqiu was indeed very casualties, but Lao Tie could control the number of people killed in the troops killed 60,000.

There were also many fur balls that were actually trampled to death by their own people. When the tank divisions counterattacked, there were too many people and too chaotic. And at night, many soldiers were pushed to the ground and countless people stepped on them.

A famous Maoqiu soldier rushed to retreat to the back. They had never thought about whether there were any of their own comrades on the ground. Escape was important at this time, so who would care about you?

"Comrade Timuxin, what should we do now?"

At this time, Comrade Lao Tie was standing under a tree, smoking cigarettes constantly. No one knew what he was thinking. His advisers were quietly waiting for his reply.

“How much supplies do we have?”

After a while, Temuxin asked softly.

"No more! We have no supplies anymore, no supplies at all. When we broke through last night, we had already used all the remaining supplies. Now we have no supplies anymore!"

They had no supplies at all, and the only little ammunition left was almost done in the breakout last night, and the food was distributed last night to give the soldiers the strength to charge. They no longer had any supplies.

"One wrong step, every step is wrong!"

When Temuxin heard the staff officer's words, a bleak smile appeared on his face.

He didn't expect that he would lose so thoroughly and so quickly. This was something he had never expected.

There are more than one million troops, but now it sounds like a lot of them, but how many of them have ammunition in these more than one million people?

I'm afraid many people don't even have weapons!

How to fight more than one million troops who are hungry and have no ammunition? Even if you want to fight for others, you will not have a chance.

"Comrades, do you think I should have such a defeat?"

Temuxin turned his head and looked at his staff and asked softly.

"Comrade Timuxin!"

"Okay! Don't say anything more. I know what I'm talking about. Communications consultant, go and generate electricity for the Han army! Just say we are willing to put down our weapons and surrender, but ask them to treat us with the Geneva Convention!"

In an instant, Lao Tie seemed to have grown a lot older. He was originally going to lead the army to make achievements. He worked in Yekaterinburg for more than half a year, almost ten months, and built a defensive fortification system that he thought was very complete.

He thought that with these fortification systems, even if the number of Han soldiers was more than him, he could fight the Han army.

But when the war really comes, he realizes that when the strength reaches a certain level, no matter how good the fortifications are, it will be useless.

Fry your ammunition depot, fry your oil depot, fry your food supplies, and lose all your logistics.

Then when heavy aviation bombs fall into the fortifications you built, you realize that the fortifications and trenches you are proud of are so vulnerable in front of heavy aviation bombs.

Artillery-covered artillery bombardment and air force carpet bombing can finally allow Han soldiers to easily break through his defensive front.

"surrender?"

The staff members couldn't help but exclaim when they heard Temuxin's words. They didn't expect that their commander would say such a sentence.

"Comrade Timuxin, we still have more than one million soldiers. Are we really going to surrender like this?"

A staff officer asked unwillingly.

"More than one million soldiers? Tell me, how much ammunition is there? How much food is there? The number of people we have in war is not the number of people. We now have more than one million people, and the number is quite large, but how much ammunition is there? How many bullets are there for each of our soldiers? How many grenades do they still have? Do they still have combat capabilities?

Last night, hundreds of thousands of us attacked a weak defense line in the Han army that could not be weak. There was only one company of Han soldiers at a distance of one kilometer, but what was the result?

What else can we leave besides where we leave tens of thousands of corpses? Don't you understand? We are generals, we are here to fight. But we are not letting our soldiers die! I brought them, and now I can't take them back. Now all I can do is to let them continue to live! Instead of charging at the Han army with a rifle without bullets."

Temuxin's voice was very cold and hurt. More than one million people, without weapons and ammunition, what kind of ending was this? Do you think he wanted to surrender? If it wasn't for the fact that the ammunition and food were exhausted and there was no way, what would he do?

Even if he does not surrender now, the Han army only needs step by step to swallow up the more than one million troops in his hands, and it will not take much effort!

The Han army only needs to surround them here for two or three days, and then they will not even have the strength to hold a gun, let alone fight to the death.

Rather than surrender, at least the soldiers can survive.

Generally, famous generals have a big characteristic, that is, they love soldiers as much as their sons. They cherish their soldiers very much. Many famous generals can eat and live with soldiers when they are young or at the grassroots level, and share the joys and sorrows with soldiers. The same is true for Lao Tie.

As he said just now, he brought these soldiers over. Since he could not bring them back, the only thing he could do was to keep these soldiers alive, which was the only thing he could do.

"Marson! Latest news! Temuxin surrendered, this is the surrender telegram he sent!"

In Yekaterinburg, Zheng Daxing's command center, he was looking at the map, and a communications officer ran in with a happy face and said.

"Oh! Surrender? They will surrender too? It's incredible!"

Tolicka next to him couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the communications officer's words.

After Zheng Daxing was stunned for a moment at the beginning, there was no expression on his face.

"Take it to me and take a look!"

After receiving the telegram from the communications officer, he quickly read it and started giving orders!

"Give power to Temuxin, ask him to order the troops to put down their weapons immediately, and we will respond to him in the east. In addition, the pilots of the helicopter have all gotten up, right? Let them fly the helicopter immediately to the sky above the wool ball, and they will escort the wool ball.
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