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Inside the toilet in the underground air-raid shelter.

Zhou Xingli sat on the toilet, loosened his neckline stiffly, and looked up at the dim light on his head.

Looking directly at the eyes, the light was a little dazzling. At this moment, Zhou Xingli suddenly felt that he was too tired and didn't want to take a step.

Perhaps without Li Bokang's straightforward evaluation, Zhou Xingli had already followed the commander and was on the run, but Li Bokang's words suddenly gave him a sense of relief.

Regardless of whether it was a civil war or an overseas battle, Zhou Xingli had always refused to admit defeat. He believed that the Zhou family was only able to form a strong cohesive force because of serious internal problems, so Qin Yu and Lin Yaozong took advantage of the loopholes.

But now when Zhou Xingli recalled some of his decisions and the corpses in the mountains, his heart was full of guilt and regret.

Where can I go after running?

Will Huiyemen meet Westbrook?

Do you want to listen to the accountability and endless curses of the European District?

The loss of Xia Dao means that the southern battlefield has already had a result. Even if he runs away, where is the future of the Zhou family?

Since the beginning of the Civil War, many of Zhou Xingli's old friends have left. How many people will die if he keeps on doing it?

Forget it, the situation has been decided, and there will be no more war overseas.

Zhou Xingli was sitting in the bathroom, and the blood that had been retreated for many years came to his heart again.

"Let's go...!" Zhou Xingli sat blankly, and suddenly shouted outside.

"Commander, commander, what did you say?" The general outside the door leaned on the door of the bathroom and asked.

"Zhiyong, let's go, take off Yemen's troops, and take care of the people who follow us." Zhou Xingli closed his eyes and said succinctly, "I'm here."

"Boom!"

When the guard soldier heard this, he lifted his leg and kicked the door directly.

Zhou Xingli ignored the noise outside, slowly took out the pistol and pointed it at his temple.

"Dang!"

The door was kicked open, and the generals outside looked at the scene before him in amazement, bewildered.

"At the peak of the Zhou system, there were more than 400,000 armies and hundreds of thousands of navies. Until now, the bones are everywhere, and the loyal souls are exiled overseas. As the commander of the three armies, I have an unshirkable responsibility!" Zhou Xingli looked at everyone: "Everyone, I There is only one death, to repay the loyal soul, to repay the grace of the people who will follow!"

"commander!!"

The crowd shouted.

"You can die, don't be humiliated, I won't go back to the European Union to be scolded by them!" Zhou Xingli closed his eyes tightly and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Kang!"

The gunshot, blood sprayed on the wall, a bright red.

Zhou Xingli put on clothes for Li Bokang, and Li Bokang's last words also covered Zhou Xingli with a decent corpse cloth.

People die like a lamp. The moment Zhou Xingli fell into the bathroom, all the flashes and stains on his body will be conclusive. His life has its own time and history to judge.

…

On the battlefield outside the main building, there was a burst of gunfire and endless shouts of killings, but Li Bokang stood in the lobby on the first floor, carefully sorting out his military uniform, and embarrassed with what he is now.

Taking the dust off of his body and finishing his hair, Li Bokang looked at himself in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

At the entrance of the basement nearby, there was a violent sound of footsteps, and a group of people ran up, the tears on their faces still not dry.

"The general staff, the commander... the commander committed suicide." An officer said in a trembling tone.

Li Bokang was stunned for a long time when he heard these words, his face was unexpected: "It's a mediocre master, but it's not bloodless!"

"what did you say?"

"Let's go." Li Bokang looked at himself in the mirror and dressed appropriately, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main building.

The officer chased up: "You are now the most G leader of the Zhou family...!"

"I'm not anymore, whoever loves who is." Li Bokang waved his hand: "All I can do now is to block the enemy's attack. You can let the people in the headquarters retreat as soon as possible."

The officer was dumbfounded.

Li Bokang walked towards the personal guard who was waiting for him, and directly asked them: "The fuel depot, are the explosives on the main runway installed?"

"It's set up." Li Bokang's personal adjutant nodded and said: "It was ordered by Army Commander Yan to set it up, and it can be detonated at any time."

"Don't detonate, the Zhou family is gone, what's the point of doing something that is not human?" Li Bokang said succinctly: "If you can withdraw, please."

"You...you won't go?"

"The Chinese regime has fallen. Where the **** can I go?!" Li Bokang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you asking me to advise that stupid Westbrook?"

The adjutant was speechless.

After speaking, Li Bokang reached out and picked up the automatic rifle in the car, and walked directly down the steps.

Around the main building, most of the soldiers from the three major districts who fought over immediately noticed Li Bokang who was wearing a general coat. Because his uniform was too eye-catching and the guards around him were well equipped, he was not an ordinary small officer at first sight.

Li Bokang was holding the gun and walking forward indefinitely.

From the side, a battalion commander commanded a sniper and said: "Knock him, don't kill him! This is a high-ranking official. I want to capture him alive to the three major districts and let him be tried in public!"

"Da da da…!"

Li Bokang strode forward, raising the muzzle, and decisively pulling the trigger. The bullets swept around, sparking bursts of sparks.

Behind him, the guards who followed Li Bokang all the way, all looking at him in silence at this moment.

"Kang!"

The sniper shot Li Bokang in the leg. The latter knelt on one knee on the spot, but immediately stood up with his muzzle on the ground, continued to walk forward, and continued to fire his arms.

"Battalion commander, he wants to die!" the sniper reported to the battalion commander.

After the words fell, Li Bokang deliberately fired at the sniper's direction with his gun.

Seeing his tenacious attitude, the battalion commander immediately shouted: "Forget it, kill him."

"Kangkang!"

Two gunshots sounded, Li Bokang was shot in the chest and fell to the ground again on his back.

After a brief period of silence, Li Bokang sat up on the ground, holding the gun that had no bullets, and continued to aim at the soldiers in the three major districts, muttering in relief: "...The king died, the minister died! Zhou Xingli...I owe you everything I owe you. Give it back to you!"

After speaking, Li Bokang dropped his head and vomited blood.

In a daze, a pregnant woman appeared in Li Bokang's mind, waving at him.

When the politics fell for the last time, Li Bokang and his wife were both subjected to upper-level investigations. When the two were in extremely dangerous situations, Li Bokang's pregnant wife chose to commit suicide and took everything to himself.

Li Bokang was so desperate and thought of suicide, but his wife said: "Lao Li...you are an ambitious person...I died for you to live...waiting for the opportunity, you will fulfill your ideals and shine on the political stage!"

The words of his wife made Li Bokang choose to survive. He lingered only to wait for a chance to be reactivated.

However, life's destiny is so impermanent. After Li Bokang has been dormant for several years, it is Zhou Xingli's appreciation that is waiting for him. Only this person is willing to use him.

The Zhou clan’s political stance and ideas were incompatible with Li Bokang, but he did his best to repay his death due to his knowledge of encounters.

From troubled times, talents come forth in large numbers; when the wind stops, bones are like mountains!

…

An hour later, UU read www.uukanshu. Com Zhou's garrison troops at the airport were completely disintegrated, and a large number of soldiers chose to surrender.

The 10,000 people brought by Xiang Zehao were less than 4,000 in the end!

The battlefield was quiet, and Xiang Zehao, who was seriously injured, personally hung the flags of the three major districts on the No. 1 tower in front of the main building.

The military flag fluttered in the wind and was quickly noticed by the air reconnaissance unit.

In another twenty minutes, nearly a thousand planes will arrive at Xiadao.

The crowd in the center of the airport, looking at the densely packed planes overhead, lined up unconsciously, and shouted after saluting: "Northern Theater, Division 152, successfully completed the mission!"

Xiang Zehao sat in the tower, coughed violently, and looked at the scorched earth at the airport stupidly: "...Hundreds of millions of people, working hard for more than 30 years...Finally, I put the flag of my nation in the farthest point of the map!! I have no regrets in my life...!"

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