Chapter 25: Mistakenly Hit by the Deputy's Vehicle

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Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this was the true depiction of the Near East battlefield at the moment. The war had escalated to the point where both sides were seeing red.

Everyone had only one goal—to kill the enemy. All sides had forsaken their bottom line, and various cruel acts were continually staged to push the limits.

Religion combined with warfare released a terrifying power. Suicide bombers had become standard weapons, and some even used seven or eight-year-old children as launchers.

They strapped bombs onto their bodies and drove them forward with whips. Cries and explosions sounded at the same time; there was nothing more hellish than this on Earth.

When sympathy was exhausted, the result was naturally disastrous. The bloodiest areas of the war became uninhabitable in its aftermath.

Looking at the returned information, even Franz, who was worldly and well-informed, fell silent. His only reaction was that the Ottomans had "gone mad."