"There is nothing to say. I'll shoot them all and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks," Li Baoqiang said nothing, with a cold expression on his face.

"yes,"

Konoha turned around and left. If he was simply shot and threw it into the sea, it seemed too cheap. Konoha thought of the Marines.

...

More than a hundred Vietnamese prisoners knelt on the rear deck of the 901 landing ship. The second deck was full of Chinese soldiers. Four machine guns were mounted and the muzzles were pointed at the Vietnamese soldiers in a black hole.

"Damn, Hei Buliu really looks like a monkey,"

"Vietnamese monkeys, I'll feed you sharks later,"

"Treat these ungrateful guys just to show mercy,"

"Yes, it's just a bunch of ungrateful guys, their guns are still produced by our country,"

The 901 landing ship Shanghai Marines were talking and watching Vietnamese prisoners on the second deck. Nearly 80% of these Marines were recruits.

Although they had been honed in the training camp, they still had a sense of youthfulness and literary spirit, never seen blood, and there was no murderous aura on their bodies.

"Get the bayonet," Wang Zhiming shouted, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth. New recruits, don't look at you being stubborn now, you will tremble later.

At the last moment, Wang Zhiming persuaded Li Baoqiang to board the landing ship going south in the name of the Marine Commander, and the work of the Chief of Staff of the Civil Defense Forces was temporarily handed over to Huang Kai.

The snow- bright bayonet was ready, and for a moment, there was a golden flash on the deck under the setting sun.

The Vietnamese prisoners suddenly understood that they wanted to massacre prisoners and their lives were over.

The prisoners suddenly became crazy, and some people who knew Chinese shouted: "You have violated the Treaty of Geneva, and we ask for the treatment of prisoners."

Then more Vietnamese soldiers were clamoring: "The three major disciplines and eight points should be paid attention to, and not abuse prisoners, and the Chinese should be loyal and righteous."

Someone shouted loudly: "I protest, protest, protest..."

"Damn, I also know that the three major disciplines and eight points of attention are paid. The protest is invalid." Wang Zhiming squirted and pointed at Zhao Jian. "Organize your soldiers to stab me one by one and throw the dead bodies into the sea."

"Yes," Zhao Jian firmly implemented the orders of Commander Wang Zhiming.

Zhao Jian has been promoted to regiment commander, with nearly 1,500 men under his command, and all the Marines on the 901 landing ship are his men.

The Vietnamese prisoners had been tied up long ago. Zhao Jian organized the officers and soldiers to hold submachine guns with bayonets. After stabbing one by one, they turned around and left. The blood holes of the Vietnamese prisoners were emitting black blood.

"Brothers, jump into the sea, the Chinese are going to kill us all," a Vietnamese officer shouted in a gurgling voice.

Under his instigation, Vietnamese prisoners burst into restlessness, and more than a dozen prisoners stood up and jumped into the sea.

The captive soldiers were tied up by more than a dozen people, and jumping into the sea to escape was clearly seeking death.

But even so, Wang Zhiming would not let them go.

"Machine gun fire, no one left,"

Wang Zhiming looked coldly at the dozen Vietnamese prisoners struggling in the sea, as if they were dead. In his eyes, the struggling prisoners were already dead.

The "TuTuTu" machine gun emitted flames, and the shells jumped on the steel deck, making a crisp sound.

A scream immediately came from the sea, and the blood immediately dyed the sea red. The captive soldiers disappeared after a while and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

At this time, a series of black spines suddenly appeared on the sea surface, and sharks were sharks. The smell of blood attracted groups of sea sharks. The fresh flesh and blood made the sharks extremely excited and plunged into the pile of corpses.

The sea surface was like a pot, splashing water everywhere, and soon the minced meat and blood intestines churned up from the sea water. The scene was extremely terrifying.

The Vietnamese prisoners on the deck immediately stopped clamoring, and they stood there honestly, all of them were frightened.

The Chinese soldiers on the second deck were also stunned on the spot. This was the first time that many people saw this scene. Several new recruits looked at the blood-red sea water and spit out, and the scene was in chaos.

"Continue, how can you know the ruthlessness on the battlefield without seeing the blood," Wang Zhiming ordered coldly.

This guy has long become a cold-blooded senior general. In the past few years, a hundred lives died under his command, only a few more.

No one of the Vietnamese prisoners dared to resist anymore. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, muttering to themselves, probably begging for mercy.

Supervisor Zhao Jian walked past him, and the soldiers all came forward and stabbed them one by one.

Many soldiers started with their eyes closed, but when they heard the sizzling sound of the dagger entering the flesh, many people became brave. Looking at the painful expressions on the faces of Vietnamese soldiers and the screams, they suddenly felt courageous. .

This is what is called seeing blood.

All the Vietnamese corpses were thrown into the sea, and the group of unfilled sharks were still surfing around the 901 ship. The sea surface was like a pot, boiling again. The sharks in the distance also smelled the bloody smell and swam over to participate. Among the meat.

After a while, the sea surface calmed down, and the black spine slowly dissipated. There was no sign of it except for the trace of blood on the sea surface.

The Vietnamese prisoners of more than one hundred people taught a very good lesson to more than a thousand Marines on the 901 ship with their extremely humble bodies, and all of them were baptized in blood.

Zhao Jian's third regiment has grown up because of this time the soldiers have killed prisoners, and at least two things have made them understand.

The consequences of being a prisoner were very miserable, so since then, the Third Regiment has not surrendered no matter what kind of battle situation it is. It either dies with the enemy or ends its life with the last minute bullet.

The officers and soldiers of the other three regiments fought more fiercely and ruthlessly than the second regiment, because they had seen the enemy's blood earlier than these two regiments.

A murderous aura lingers on the warriors, and the temperament of having seen blood and having never seen blood is absolutely different.

Wang Zhiming was very happy to see this change and reported to Li Baoqiang through high frequency the slaughter of prisoners on the 901 landing ship.

"It's a good job, it's time for these little guys to see the blood. Tell them that Vietnamese monkeys, Indonesian monkeys, and Malay monkeys are not worthy of sympathy. After landing, they will be killed."

Li Baoqiang continued to clamor on the high-frequency radio.

He believed that after this bloody baptism, the Indonesian gang of sluts, in the eyes of the Marine Corps, were just a bunch of dead people with no sympathy.

As for the issue of civilians, Li Baoqiang also decided to find an opportunity to tell the soldiers. During the Vietnam War last century, the Vietnamese civilians used the sympathy of Chinese soldiers to shoot behind the scenes, which was the eternal pain for Chinese soldiers.

When dealing with these South Asian monkeys that have not yet evolved, whether they are soldiers or civilians, there must be no sympathy.

"Chief of Staff Mu, prepare to set sail, I hope I can catch up with the large army tonight," Li Baoqiang turned around and ordered Konoha.

Time has been delayed for more than two hours. If you accelerate your navigation, you can still catch up with the tankers and landing ship formations in front.

"Commander, I have a suggestion,"
Chapter completed!