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01568 The beacon of fate (seven)(2/2)

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and then they all nodded silently, and no one raised any objection.

Du Kac is worthy of being the most effective and practical president among all the previous presidents of Poland. After finishing speaking, he stood up, took out his gun and put it on the table and said: "I prepared four bullets for myself. Four bullets."

They are all prepared for my family. I hope that 24 hours after the "beacon light", when everything calms down, everyone can still come back here safe and sound. At that time, I will take out my private collection of champagne for you.

Celebrate."

Everyone smiled knowingly after hearing this.

The last number has also been distributed here.

Upon seeing this, Du Kach clapped his hands and stood up and said, "Okay, that's it for the meeting. Let's start implementing it according to the plan."

Everyone left the table one after another.

Du Kac waited until everyone had left, then he returned to the president's independent lounge alone with a gun. Locking the door, Du Kac turned and looked at his wife holding their two children on the bed, and he walked away with a smile.

He went over and said, "Sally, don't be afraid, everything will be over soon."

The first lady of Poland, Salamon Sally, was once the most beautiful princess in Poland. Nineteen years ago, she married Du Kac, who was still selling handicrafts on the street. Nineteen years later, she was already the third Polish princess.

She is a wife and has two children, a boy and a girl. She has a happy life, which is generally the case.

But Sally and her husband did not feel happy.

Years of hard work had exhausted Du Kach's body, and he contracted cancer.

Although the medicines of the Shimizu family

Du Kac's death can be delayed, but he can never truly recover. This seems to have become a domination relationship. Du Kac knows that he is the hope of the Polish people, but he is also the pillar of the family.

So when Du Kach faced the choice between his country and his family, he locked himself up here.

He has done everything he should and could do.

According to both sides, the defense change was to target the rebels, but removing half of the top management, calling in a group of unidentified people and assigning them numbers was to help the rebels.

Du Kach felt that he had found the third option in the multiple-choice question of fate.

Little did he know...many years later, his name was still engraved on the Pillar of Shame, becoming an everlasting haze in the hearts of Polish survivors...



Almost at the same time Du Kach made his choice.

On the Siberian plains, a group of people were being driven out of the shelter. What awaited them was an ultra-low temperature of minus 140 degrees Celsius. It was impossible for these people without cold-proof equipment to survive for more than ten minutes in this environment.

But no one interceded on their behalf because they were traitors.

He is the public enemy of mankind.

This shelter numbered 633a is executing a cleanup plan. Although they have not received news from Europe that the "beacon fire" is about to be ignited, they already know that Moscow's Red Square is sending additional troops to deep Siberia. That

It was the message conveyed by the red seal, which was a sign of the beginning of the counterattack.

In order to celebrate this day, Samyev, who had been holding back for more than a year, decided to throw one hundred and seventy-five traitors who were bewitched by the "old god" belief into the ice and snow of Siberia, so that they could meet their "lord" and let them

To believe in their "god".

Some of these people are very capable and have not frozen even after ten minutes.

They tightened their bodies, raised their heads, and looked forward to the phantom colors appearing in the sky, hoping that the ideal life would come as soon as possible.

But what they saw before they died was the air force sent by Moscow piercing the sky without any assistance from the ground.

In the distance, the roar of the steel lion as it broke through the glacier could be heard.

The fearless soldiers sang loudly all the way as they were sent deep into Siberia to perform the task of guarding the "beacon fire" in the desolate and extremely cold land.

This belief is not something that these traitors who are looking forward to "God" to redeem the world can understand.



The "beacon fire" in Europe was lit seven hours ago.

Wenren Jingxue, who was waiting for orders in the first central axis, unexpectedly saw the bald Hatoyama Raki. This man is the craziest scientist around Takahashi Yinji. The "mimic crystal" he studies is said to be able to copy the power of God.

, thus allowing mortals to truly possess the power of "killing gods".

It's a pity that Hatoyama Kaiki's results came out a little late, otherwise maybe Changkong Haoyi wouldn't have to borrow the sword of Tristan, the Knight of the Round Table, to trade one life with the incarnation of the "old god".

"What are you doing here?" Wen Ren Jingxue had no good impression of Jiu Shan Qi Qi.

Also arriving with Hatoyama Qiqi was the freak named Mary Li. Also as a bionic prosthetic puppet, Mary Li was obviously much luckier than Changkong Haoyi and Wenren Jingxue.

After she laid hidden dangers in Xiongan, she returned to Takahashi Yinsi and became a female secretary.

On the other hand, Wenren Jingxue and Changkong Haoyi will have a much more miserable life.

"Of course I came with good things. I have completed everything that sir asked me to do. It's just that these mimic crystals are not so obedient, so I need a warrior to experience them personally." Hatoyama Hao

Qi rubbed his hands. His stooped figure for unknown reasons combined with the trembling of his body when he rubbed his hands made him look really wretched.

Wenren Jingxue glanced at the box in his hand and said, "Sir, do you want me to be the first person to try it?"

Unexpectedly, Hatoyama Raki waved his hand and said: "No! No, no, no, no! You are already perfect! And it would be a pity to use your value to kill gods. It would be better to replace it with someone else."

"Others? Are you going to let me pick one of my men?" Wen Ren Jingxue was a little unhappy.

Hatoyama Qiuqi smiled and said: "No, no, no, neither your people nor you can do it. I said, this thing is very disobedient, so we need people who can live and can afford to die."

Warriors, at least...well...ten thousand people!"

"Ten thousand people?!" Even though Wen Ren Jingxue, who was killing many people to carry out her husband's orders, still frowned when she heard this sentence.

"Yes! Ten thousand people are enough! Just one out of ten thousand is good!" Hatoyama Kaiki said and walked to the bedside in the command room. He looked under the first central axis and said: "The prisoners are all waiting.

It’s good to let them experience it.”

Wenren Jingxue looked at the monster's back, feeling a sense of disgust in her heart.

Perhaps it was accidentally revealed through her eyes, Mary Li Duo glanced at Wen Ren Jingxue.

Wenren Jingxue immediately controlled her expression, and then said: "Okay, let's do what you want, sir. I will prepare 10,000 prisoners right away."

After hearing this, Hatoyama Qiqi said: "Don't worry, before that, before I create a god-killing warrior, I still have some things to ask you."

Wenren Jingxue turned around and looked at the Frankenstein: "What's the matter?"

Hatoyama smiled strangely: "It is said that Miss Jingxue was the first disciple that Mr. Jingxue accepted, so she has always been highly valued by him. So I was thinking, can I ask Miss Jingxue to ask Mr. for me?
Chapter completed!
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