Since the enemy plane that was struggling to fly finally landed, even if the pilot took the initiative to make a forcibly landing, it could be considered as being shot down by a pkm's strafing shot?

"Mr. Pilot - Your Excellency! You haven't said that, you are simply amazing!"

Seeing the enemy plane disappearing in the sky, only a faint black smoke was left in the air, Basel felt that today was really eye-opening, and usually only used to shoot infantry. In the hands of this violent pilot, it became an air defense weapon for attacking attack aircraft. Of course, as a semi-professional soldier, the lieutenant knew that there was a great component of luck in this, and he risked his life to drive a lot of effort to attract the enemy; but no matter what, "luck always stands on the side of the winner", and today, facing the fierce attacking fiaf attack aircraft, they could kill one of them, which was already a great victory.

Seeing that the enemy plane had retreated, the lieutenant came to Long Yun with admiration, patted the pilot's shoulder, and after a few words of praise, he turned his expression and shouted to the guards:

"Why are you still standing there? Catch that bastard who is flying the plane! - Yes, no matter how alive he is, of course it would be better if he is still alive. I want to bury this scum alive in front of the whole village!"

"Living, burying alive..."

After just finishing a tense and fierce counter-trend air defense battle, Long Yun, who recovered from his passion, felt very tired, and his shoulders were also sore from the butt of the pkm. He just leaned the machine gun against the adobe wall and took a breath, but when he heard Basel's angry order of barbaric revenge, he was surprised for a moment.

Hearing the pilot's hesitation, Basel nodded heavily to him:

"Yes! - Hey. Have Tashir and others found it? Organize people to rescue the wounded immediately!

Seidel. You take a few people to drive a car to catch the scum; you go find two shovels and dig a hole here with me. I want that guy to taste the yellow sand burying himself, let him confess and beg for mercy to Allah, and then turn this into a liberal asshole filling the corpse!”

"I understand, Mr. Basel!"

Hearing the lieutenant's barbaric order, the young man with ak-12 on his back and with blood on his face stood at attention and saluted, then turned around and ran away quickly. The others rushed to the Jiefang Truck beside him and prepared to catch the fiaf pilot, leaving only the angry Lieutenant Huhu with his hands on his hips and Long Yun who was staring blankly on the side.

Seeing that a catastrophe in the air had passed, and now he heard the terrible order of "buried alive on the spot", Long Yun seemed to suddenly escape from the state of complete riot fighting, and it was not until this moment that he returned to his usual thinking mode.

Thinking suddenly returned to reality. Looking around, the sight of the village houses with smoke rolling in the air, the blood-stained corpses, the smell of gunpowder and firewood burnt remained undispersed in their nostrils. Realizing that he had just experienced a real battle, or just realized what war is, he and Lieutenant Basel looked at each other for a moment. He wanted to say something, but just licked his dry lips, and then slowly turned his head to continue looking at the village where the disaster had survived. The charred truck that had not yet burned out on the road in the distance.

Gently move your hands, your whole arm is still sore, is this the feeling of war?

Just now, it seemed that he had repelled the enemy's attack with a pkm machine gun with little firepower. Long Yun subconsciously shook his head and breathed in the dry air mixed with smoke and dust. He knew that the retreat of the Liberal fighter jets had nothing to do with him.

These "jaguars" who went north to attack the convoy should have run out of ammunition and probably not much fuel left. Even if he and the people on the ground do nothing, the enemy will return quickly. However, even so, facing the unscrupulous dive strafing of enemy planes, it is still a necessity to fight back. Otherwise, it would be a matter of time before the enemy planes were ready to retreat, and I don't know what kind of losses it would cause to the convoy and villages.

After experiencing the fierce air raid of enemy planes, it felt like he was walking in front of the gate of hell. Even Long Yun, who had had several fierce battles, felt a little scared. Seeing Lieutenant Basier and the young man who ran away with his tools, he slowly came to the "Warrior" off-road vehicle, took out a bottle of drinking water and took a few mouthfuls, and felt a little more comfortable.

In the battle just now, I was lucky enough to be injured and could still fly fighter planes, but the civilians around me and the escorts who were unfortunately killed... When I was drinking water, I saw a piece of severity hanging in a corner of the collapsed house. Long Yun was so strange that he didn't feel disgusted, but he felt a little angry. Are these Iraqi Liberals really trying to achieve the purpose of combat, or have fallen to kill for the sake of killing?

However, even though their actions have turned the small village into a hell on earth, Lieutenant Basel said he wanted to "bury that scum alive". What do they really want to do?

In the village after the battle, or in the ruins, Long Yun had basically adapted to the chaotic scene before him. He walked through a messy road with gravel and dust, and soon found Basel, who was working hard with a shovel. Seeing that he and the young man had dug the pit half deep, he hesitated for a few seconds, and while the lieutenant put down his tools and drank water, he went up to ask:

"That, Lieutenant, do you really want to bury that pilot alive?"

"Hey, I really want to bury this damn Liberal Party alive!"

Hearing Long Yun's question, the lieutenant turned his head to look at the dirt pit with hatred. He ordered the young man to dig the pit deeper, and then found a cigarette roll from his pocket to hold it in his mouth. While searching for a lighter, Basel walked away a few steps, and Long Yun, who was observing his words and expressions, also raised his heel. In fact, he had already obtained the answer through his consciousness.

"But, no, I have to exchange these people for prisoners, no. I just want to scare these scumbags, - hey, sir, do you know how idiotic these guys who believe in the Liberal Party are? I drove him into a pit that is not one person deep enough and fill it in, and they can all be scared to death!"

"Uh, that..."

Imagine the situation at that time, Long Yun felt that these Liberals were probably a little scared, so he acted very idiotic. He confirmed that Lieutenant Basel was just saying something angry or pretending, and would not really do anything that violated the Geneva Convention, so he breathed a sigh of relief when he was in a better mood.

In any case, it is sometimes too difficult to maintain the minimum human nature in the face of war, such as the power to destroy everything.

He came from an ancient country that was once invaded, and now he has experienced the terrifying scenes of war. He just asked about the way the "Java" pilot handled it. Long Yun seemed to be heavy at this time, but in fact he was very contradictory and unable to extricate himself.

Looking back on his past life experiences, whether in museums or films, Long Yun's blood will boil, and the terrifying thoughts of catching the enemy's knife and slashing and burning, and peeling cramps will linger in his mind; however, when he thinks of the tragic wars in history, how many initiators can be brought to justice and subjected to justice judgments and rulings, bad materials such as "Japanese prisoner-of-war life records" once again stimulated his nerves.

When facing the extremely vicious beasts, should we kill or forgive?

He never could answer this question.

Because he really doesn't know which of these two methods is more correct, which one is more worthy of the countless creatures who died innocently, and which one is the most in line with the most essential thinking and choices of human beings.

But no matter what, whether it is killing or forgiveness, the dead will never be able to live again; the battlefield full of scars cannot easily restore the peace and tranquility of the past.

From the east, thousands of miles away, he encountered a battle as soon as he stepped onto the land of the Middle East. He didn't feel anything when he really joined the battle. Now that he has become really quiet, Long Yun feels that everything around him is so inconsistent, as if he is an outsider who suddenly travels to the battlefield.

A lot of thoughts filled his mind. He left the digging site with the lieutenant a little groggy, sat down beside a piece of residual adobe wall, drinking water, and looking at the vast sky where the sun began to set west.

Compared with the air battles in parallel worlds, this civil war in the real world gave Long Yun a great psychological stimulation. He can't help but recall every detail of the battle. The dark enemy planes he saw, the helpless civilians running around, the trucks that were hit by bombs, and the revenge bullet that roared out of the chamber with a scream.

The choking smoke is covered with a hint of blood. Is this the smell of war?

"Sir Pilot, you seem to be worried about something, are you?"

"Maybe...no, I can't say it."

Hearing Basier squatting beside him, Long Yun replied lazily. He suddenly felt that he was so unfamiliar with this land, or that he had not yet figured out the true nature of war. With a little hesitation, he slowly asked a question that seemed meaningless:

"Lieutenant, has this civil war been fought like this?"

"civil war……?"

Hearing the impossibility of the pilot next to him, Basel didn't quite understand what he meant at first, but the invisible infiltration of consciousness made the lieutenant immediately "feel" Long Yun's state of thinking, so he sighed.

He raised his hand and pressed the lighter to ignite the cigarette on his mouth. The lieutenant didn't speak for a long time, but stared at the large sky above his head with his light green eyes.

“Yes, probably that’s the case.

Although I am a little tired, I have to devote myself to it and do everything to the goal I desire. I may feel a little uncomfortable at the beginning, but it doesn't matter slowly.

There is nothing to say, this is war.”
Chapter completed!