"Have you made your decision?" Lin Zhen's face was clearly shadowed by the light of the candle, and the beating light and shadow were just like his excited heart.
"I have made a decision!" Xiang Ying said through gritted teeth, "The Tartars must be eliminated, master... He is right about everything, but he did not do this right!"
"The Tartars must be slaughtered! Genocide must be carried out! No one will be left alive, not even a cub!"
Lin Zhen nodded, "Very good...then who do you want to keep? What about other ethnic groups?"
Xiang Ying said fiercely, "Except for the Manchus of the Eight Banners, I can let go of other ethnic groups...those ethnic groups that have merged with the Han people will draw a standard line according to the Ming Dynasty!"
"Anyone who has been integrated with our Han people since the Ming Dynasty and accepts our values... I can integrate them into the Chinese people and belong to our family. They are all brothers!"
"The Ming Dynasty has not integrated with the Han people. It is only the ethnic groups that have integrated with the Eight Banners Manchus after the Manchus entered the customs. They must be included in the investigation!"
"Consider them to be on standby! They must be observed, interrogated, and verified... Those who do not resist and are willing to accept our values can be gradually included!"
"But if you don't repent and will always be with the Tartars... then you will leave no land and no one behind! The same treatment as extermination!"
"I don't believe it! Can't we keep more than 10 million square kilometers of land?"
"As long as we can defeat the British, damn it, not only will I keep more than 10 million square kilometers of land, I can also expand to hundreds of thousands more square kilometers!"
"But in all of this, we must create the concept of the Chinese ethnic group. The Chinese ethnic group must be renamed the Chinese ethnic group!" Xiang Ying looked at Lin Zhen coldly. "You don't have to look at me like this. The name of the Chinese ethnic group was set by the head of state!"
"Go back to Wang Junlan. He has the master's daily notes in his hand. It contains the time, place and detailed content of this sentence. I'm just fine-tuning it for the master!"
"The master is so kind-hearted. He always wants to include the Tartar bannermen into our Chinese nation! But right now, it seems that it is impossible!"
"This bunch of bastards would rather sell the country to the British devils than accept our rule! They have harmed China for two hundred years, and this blood debt should be repaid today!"
Lin Zhen nodded, "Yes, people who are not from my race will have different hearts! The interests of the Chinese race come first!"
Xiang Ying slammed his fist on the table, "The interests of the Chinese nation come first! For the benefit of the Chinese nation, even if you exterminate countless alien races, you will never regret it!"
The candle was burning on the table. Above the light of the candle, two firm heads were pressed together. The light shone from their chins, casting a gloomy shadow. The temperature of the entire room instantly dropped to freezing point!
Under the threat of the Great White Fleet, under the British conspiracy, before the conflict between Eastern and Western civilizations is about to break out like a comet hitting the earth!
The Chinese stormtroopers finally mutated! An idea that puts racial interests first has become the norm of their faith!
Racial interests for everything! Non-my family, its heart must be different! For the survival of our own nation, even if we trample other nations to the point of genocide, we will have no regrets!
Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen were the igniters of this kind of thinking!
Lin Zhen said, "Master is not here, senior brother, you must support the Chinese nation! I propose to re-draft the charter of the stormtroopers!"
"In special times, dictatorship must be implemented! You must have full control of the military! We can't fight those old people now, but when the navy is fully prepared for combat, when we have a decisive battle with the British on the high seas!"
"Even if it's a mutiny, you must establish your dictatorial system! Before Fu Yin'er takes charge, you must fully control all the rights of the Chinese people!"
"The most important task right now is to defeat the British, completely overthrow the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and occupy more than 10 million square kilometers of land!"
"War will be the mainstream in the next few decades! Without dictatorship, it will not work!"
"Without dictatorship, resources cannot be concentrated at all, and the war cannot be sustained!"
Xiang Ying did not shirk at this time but nodded, "I will be the villain. I will gather my power to complete the unfinished business of the master!"
"Defeat the British, overthrow the Manchu Qing, fully occupy the territory of the Qing Empire, and lay the foundation for the future of our Chinese nation!"
"I know the blood will dye my blood red! My record in the history books will become very ugly!"
"But I'm not afraid! I've done all this and handed a complete and powerful China into the hands of the prince! This is our last filial piety to the master!"
"You...Lin Zhen...are the deputy of the Stormtroopers. When I'm not around, you have full authority to decide everything!"
"Reformulate the charter of the Stormtroopers, print it in secret immediately, and distribute it secretly to all Stormtroopers members... Once the naval war with the British breaks out, the Stormtroopers organization will be legalized immediately!"
"People's hearts must be remelted and united!"
Xiang Ying unbuttoned his collar in frustration, "Cai Bixia, Ermao, Wang Junlan... they really disappoint me. They are all young people and cutting-edge forces. Why are they so pedantic? What a woman!"
"Do you know? Cai Bixia actually interceded for that bastard Zai Chun, and even gave Wang Junlan back Ermao!"
"Damn it! He actually asked Fu Yin'er for our penicillin! Damn it, the Emperor of Tartars is about to die from the disease, yet he still dares to ask us for the magic medicine?"
Lin Zhen's eyes stood up, "You can't give it! That brat still wants to take our medicine! Let him die! Not only will he die, but the entire Eight Banners Manchus will be buried with him!"
"Who told you this? Why didn't I know?" Lin Zhen asked.
"It's Ito... A Chou accidentally discovered Wang Junlan's secret. He wanted to see the prince alone, but the second lady stopped him. He only found out the secret after a body search!"
Lin Zhen nodded, "It seems like this Fuso Japs is still a little loyal!"
"Bah... you are so loyal. Don't you know about Fusang's retainer system? Your family has been dealing with these little naughties for several lifetimes!"
"The ghosts like Fusang only have their lord in their eyes, not the country! He is loyal to Fu Yin'er, and he has no concept of loyalty to the Chinese people in his heart!"
"These people should be used with caution! Remember, Fusang is not a nation that took refuge with the Han people in the Ming Dynasty. On the contrary, they even fought in the Ming Dynasty!"
"So Fusang people, please monitor their use and use it with caution! It depends on their performance! If they perform well, we can reward them with a Chinese identity!"
"Bad performance! The Chinese can also directly implement the county system in Fusang! If you dare to resist even a little, you will be killed without mercy!"
Lin Zhen smiled, "That's right... People who are not from my race must have different minds! We still need to investigate and investigate!"
"Oh, by the way, after the naval battle in the future our stormtroopers will make a public appearance, then we can no longer be called a team!"
"Let's just change the name to the SA! Chinese SA!"
Xiang Ying thought for a while, "Well... okay... then allocate some of our old team members to form the most loyal guard..."
"Just call it...the SS!"
