Someone once told me that success is a road that gets narrower and narrower. At first we were chatting and laughing, but later we fought and fought with blood. At this time, a philosopher suddenly took a step back, as if he had discovered a big secret in the world. Surprised, "Isn't it no longer crowded?" ', At that time, everyone turned around and saw the word 'elimination' written on his face, and finally chose to sneer and turn a blind eye to his blood-stained hands.
Later I discovered that the road had never actually become narrower, but we were not allowed to drive anyone abreast.
Later, I discovered that the people on this road seemed to be sick lunatics. They had no emotion in their eyes and no tolerance in their arms, but they all seriously taught others to be modest.
Finally, I also walked on this road. Only then did I realize that the people on this road were not sick. In other words, when people are sick, it is just as simple as taking some medicine. But the people on this road , just showing their true colors, they don’t want to take medicine, they want to eat people.
Because, hunger... uh... evil.
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"There's only one phone number on the phone."
Yang Rong said the last words, and I saw the anticipation on his face, and the look in his eyes waiting for the referee to decide the winner after a game.
Only then did I understand that once I was no longer Lao Qiao, once I stopped posing questions every day to embarrass them, these grandsons would turn around and give me a test.
He also wanted to see if I was worthy of being king in northern Myanmar!
It's like there is always a strong wolf in the wolf pack, lowering his head and silently eating flesh and blood, but his eyes are always fixed on the wolf king.
It's not just him.
The reason why Yang Rong is unwilling to follow me to the grove is that he wants me to stand under everyone's gaze. He wants so many pairs of eyes to look at him. He wants everyone's pressure to pile up on me alone. See if I can bear it.
I looked up at Hanbra... He suddenly took a step back and lowered his head;
I looked at the old falcon again... He turned his body sharply, but his head was still twisted, unwilling to miss any of my expressions;
When I looked at the Wa leader again... he was swallowing hard, but his feet staggered back unconsciously.
None of them dared.
No one dares to bear hundreds of thousands of lives!
But I'm looking forward to someone stepping up and taking responsibility.
I'm thinking too.
What to do after pressing it?
But there is another question to add to this issue, that is, do I still have a future?
I stretched out my hand, and what I saw was not a hand, but a devil's claw with long, dark nails and blood-red skin.
I picked up the mobile phone from Yang Rong's hand. It was not a mobile phone, it was like a howl I held in the shape of a demon... Just put it to my mouth and I could roar to the whole world.
After this action, I saw Yang Rong's eyes suddenly widen.
I also saw the eyes of everyone around me moving with my hand movements. Even if no one reminded me or urged me, I still felt like there was a second hand ringing next to my ears, because they were all waiting. With my choice.
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
Fuck you!
I held the phone until the blue light on the screen lit up... Suddenly, a ferocity arose in my heart. I faced the wind in the valley, raised my hands high above my head, and looked up to the soldiers in the army. The moment he raised his head, he screamed loudly: "Fuck you!"
"grass!"
At that moment, my face was ferocious, my eyes were red, and I transformed into a demon from an angle I could never see.
"The big deal..."
"Blood stains the yellow sand road, and if you die, the world will lose!"
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Suddenly, before the explosion.
After an entire division of the Burmese army was completely stationed, the division commander who barely heard sporadic gunshots stood there stunned.
He felt that the whole thing was normal. The Wa State Army could not defeat the Burmese Army. Isn't this normal?
Isn't it normal that the IS-3 cannot defeat the T-72?
The mixed artillery positions couldn't defeat the artillery trained by the Burmese army for a long time. They misfired in one round. What's wrong?
If you can't defeat someone, you should retreat immediately and run towards your hometown. Isn't that what you should do?
But why do I feel so awkward in my heart?
"Report to the division commander!"
In the distance, a small team rushed over. When they got closer, they saluted with a military salute and said, "Commander, we have checked everything. We are very sure that there are no remaining Wa forces in the county."
"So clean?" The division commander frowned.
"That's not the case. There was a company that we blocked while escaping. It has been wiped out now."
It sounds like that's what happened.
But the teacher was still a little worried: "Has it been thoroughly checked?"
"definitely!"
"Nothing missing?"
"If you find another Wa State soldier alive in Mengmao, the one who is already a prisoner will not be counted. You will shoot me."
While the two were talking, several soldiers hurriedly ran out of the three-story building behind the division commander, holding the helmets on their heads and running all the way!
"Master!"
His face was full of astonishment, and he couldn't say anything when he saw the teacher.
"Speak!" the teacher urged immediately.
"Commander, bomb, bomb... there is a bomb!"
boom!
There was a loud noise, the mountains shook, and all the glass in the building behind him sprayed out at the same time, like bullets being fired.
With quick hands and eyes, the soldier grabbed the division commander's neck collar and pulled him down. He was stunned to drag the man down, only to find that the division commander's body was covering him.
But it didn't matter where he was building it now, because the explosion didn't stop.
Another explosion came from a high-rise building behind the three-story building - boom!
After a loud noise, the high-rise building was slowly tilting in one direction like a drunken man. The soldier only saw the shadow in front of him gradually descending. He closed his eyes sharply under the firelight.
The wall that was blown up was a load-bearing wall, and it was blown up by professionals who planned the collapse direction!
null.
The collapsed building was stuck on the top floor of the three-story building. At that second, the soldier was scared out of his mind. When he opened his eyes again and saw that the building was stuck there, he shouted loudly: "Ah!!!!" !" He was so frightened that his eyes almost popped out of his sockets!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Continuous explosions continued to sound, and the buildings in Mengmao County collapsed one by one.
Yang Rong's ruthlessness is different from everyone else. He wants to completely bury all the Burmese troops in Mengmao, leaving no one behind!
The soldiers watched helplessly as the high-rise building stuck on the top of the three-story building swayed in the shock of the explosion. Finally, the building broke apart due to the suspension, and half of the building fell directly from the sky...
He closed his eyes again, but to his surprise, he couldn't open them again.
…
The Burmese army is in chaos.
Total chaos.
They didn't even have a chance to run, before they were overturned by gusts of air and torn apart by waves of air.
In this situation, the T-72 tank was like a beetle crawling in the jungle. It was flattened by a huge floor after it fell. The muzzle that should have been flat suddenly tilted up after the top of the tank was flattened, and then exploded. 'With a sound, half the building was buried underneath.
null! null! null! null! null! null!
The explosion continued downwards along the buildings on the street, and the load-bearing walls of multiple floors collapsed at the same time, making Mengmao feel like it had experienced the end of the world.
The flames of the explosion can be seen everywhere, and there are always streams of thick smoke sweeping upwards over the entire Mengmao.
The collapsed wires swung like snakes, crackling and igniting, and even the sound of crying could not be heard from the half-collapsed house, which was completely drowned out by the sound of the explosion.
The buildings seemed to be standing in a pile of children's urine and mud. When the car passed by, they were knocked down by a gust of wind. They kept collapsing... The whole city was shaken. In addition to gunpowder smoke, there is smoke and dust.
After a long time, the explosion finally subsided.
But Mengmao... is gone.
On the plain that should have been lined with tall buildings, only ruins were left. When I led the green-skinned army in front of the county town, looking at the fire in the county town... No, where the hell is there a county town?
Only at this moment did I see clearly what war really looks like!
That is a glutton who only eats and eats nothing. Not only does he have the name of an ancient ferocious beast, he also has a 'greedy' nature.
No wonder some people say that those who have actually fought, those who can fight, and those who know how to fight are not wary; no wonder some people say that only those stupid civil servants clamor to "take back their lost dignity."
Military generals all know what war is, they just can't fight cowardly... Behind them are people who must be protected, and they can only protect them with their own flesh and blood. Deep in their minds, they hide the lives of their loved ones, family members, and countrymen in the war. Only with the pain endured can I be able to hold the knife in my hand...
…
I was blown away.
The bombed Mengmao was shocked.
I was shocked by the crying that could be heard everywhere after it became quiet.
At that moment, I felt that even the words I said: "Save people, hurry up and fucking save people!" seemed so shameless!
"Help!"
How can there be any counterattack?
Where else is there fighting?
Without hearing my specific orders, all the greenskin soldiers dropped their guns at the same time and rushed towards Mengmao County one by one.
But at this moment, I looked at the rearview mirror that was left outside the car body that was flattened by the floorboard under the firelight.
I saw the red devil again in the firelight. He was smiling, but I was not.
I deeply felt that there was definitely no smile on my face, and for the first time in my life, I began to despise this thing.
I hate it, I hate it for making me what I am now!
"I x your mother!"
I raised my chin in the rearview mirror and cursed loudly, as if I wanted to start a fight with someone.
I pointed at his nose and imitated Sierra's tone of voice, shouting the filthiest language in the world: "I'm fucking your black mother!"
As I was cursing, in the dust-stained rear mirror, the demon disappeared and I saw myself.
I saw myself pointing my finger viciously at myself in the mirror, with an expression that looked like it was about to eat people, so similar to that of the devil.
Uh-huh.
My scalp is numb.
The devil is not in the mirror, it is already outside the mirror, and the one in the mirror is myself!
Myself. (End of chapter)
