In the Ninth District, in a prison under the Military Supervision Bureau, four soldiers lifted a middle-aged man with gray hair from the prison room.

He was Ura Aki, the commander of the 197th Brigade of the former Ura Army Corps. He was Pu Yuan’s younger brother. He was captured alive by the Mixed Brigade in the Northwest War and has been detained to this day.

Pu Ming was shackled and was taken out of the cell. His eyes were still clear and he asked in fluent Chinese: "Is this going to send me on the way?"

The officer of the Military Supervision Bureau looked at him and read aloud in concise words: "After the trial of the Military and Political Council of the Ninth District and the Trial Meeting, Pu Ming deliberately provoked a border war, maliciously invaded the area to be planned, and cruelly killed innocent people... He is now sentenced to death according to law and executed immediately."

Pu Ming paused for a moment, nodded, and said nothing.

"Sign!" the officer frowned and ordered.

Pu Ming did not react at all. He cooperated very well and signed the judgment and pressed his handprint.

Everything went smoothly, and the officer took the soldiers and escorted Pu Ming out of the prison.

Outdoor, more than a dozen official media outlets from the Ninth District had been waiting for a long time, and rushed up to shoot Pu Ming hard.

A male reporter, holding a microphone, kept pushing forward and asked, "Mr. Pu Ming, what do you think of this verdict? Do you have anything to say about the soldiers, generals, and innocent people who died and injured on the Northwest Front?"

Pu Ming glanced at him and said lightly: "Who can live well? Who will fight? In the old triangle area, the United Political Department F does not care about it, the Asian League does not care about it. We don't fight, there is no way out...!"

"Are you a little bit of arguing? Is it necessary for infringement of other people's wealth, resources, and even life to survive?" the reporter asked again.

"Just fight, you can beat me, you can understand whatever you understand." Pu Ming did not argue, but quietly let the soldiers pull them and got into the prison car.

Outside the car, more than a dozen reporters were still chasing Pu Ming and taking pictures, but the military personnel did not stop him.

Ten minutes later, the leading officer glanced at his watch and said, "Go!"

...

The car bumped all the way, drove less than five kilometers along the path outside the prison, and stopped next to a wasteland.

Pu Ming was escorted out of the car, knelt down in the northwest direction, raised his head and said nothing.

"Rise the gun!"

Eight soldiers raised their guns.

Pu Ming closed his eyes and kowtowed to the northwest direction. He didn't know whether he did this to miss his hometown, the troops, or guilt for the soldiers who died in battle on the northwest line, or... He expressed his final apology for the innocent people involved in the line and the soldiers who died in battle in the three major areas...

"Kang Kang Kang Kang!"

The gunshot was fired and Pu Ming died.

Just five minutes later.

The mainstream media in the three major regions and online broadcasting stations fully reported the news that war criminal Pu Ming was executed by law, and nothing he said to the male reporter was made public.

...

Old Triangle Area.

Pu Yuan sat in his yard, filling the stove with clothes that Pu Ming had worn during his lifetime. The jumping flames reflected his cheeks. The decisive commander's face was covered with tears at this moment.

In the villa, all the adult children of the Pu family, who had other relatives, came out.

Pu Yuan did not look back, just sat on the stool and said, "Remember this moment, everything you have now is exchanged for by people like him."

In the yard, crying sounded, and the younger generation stepped forward and kowtowed.

"Di Lingling!"

A phone ringing sounded, and the adjutant came over and handed out his cell phone: "It's the phone from District 5."

"Hey?" Pu Yuan picked up.

"Commander Pu Yuan, I want to ask you about your attitude towards the Chuanfu area."

"My brother died just now." Pu Yuan stood up and said in a concise manner: "My attitude depends on what you can bring to the people in the old triangle area!"

...

Fifteen kilometers away from Yuanshan Life Town.

The United Security Self-Defense Forces, who arrived in Chongqing, had already set up their formation and set up artillery positions to open fire at Wu Tianyin's troops and Marion's armed forces.

In frontier defensive positions.

Wu Tianyin wrapped in a military coat, turned his head and asked An Zai, "Look at their formation is quite strong!"

"Damn it, the Pu Army has brought in three hundred officers and consultants. With expert command, it must be different from before." An Zai frowned and replied, "But if we really fight, we are not guilty of him!"

"What do you say to Boss Qin?" Wu Tianyin asked in a plain tone.

"He said he was not in a hurry, probably there was still chess to play." An Zai replied softly.

While the two were communicating, two cannons suddenly sounded on the left.

"Damn it, is it fired?" An Zai immediately looked to the left.

On the small hill not far away, Xiaobai and more than a hundred people pressed Suo Ye, the He family, and the Wang family members who were caught in Nanmu, and the core members of the two major companies to the ground and ordered them to kneel down!

The sound of artillery also attracted the attention of the Chongdu Self-Defense Force. At least hundreds of leading personnel all picked up telescopes and looked at the hillside.

Xiaobai waved his hand and shouted: "Rise the gun!!"

More than a hundred people raised their guns immediately after hearing the sound.

In the position of the Chongdu Self-Defense Force, He Taiyong was completely confused. He held a telescope and looked at Master Su and his relatives. After being pressed to kneel on the ground, he said with a dull expression: "The hostages have not been exchanged yet? What do they mean!"

Xiaobai shouted at the Chongdu Self-Defense Forces: "Mom, I can't talk well, then stop talking! Kill people, sacrifice flags, and start a war!"

"Old He, we were sold..." Master Suo roared with a ferocious face.

"Kang Kangkangkang..."

Gunshots rang one after another, and all the children of the four major families who were still detained were killed!

He Taiyong looked at this scene and instantly collapsed, threw off his telescope and shouted: "I'm CNM, didn't I say that the substitution in District 5 is sure to win ten?! Why were they killed?"

After a few seconds.

Zheng Xinghui from the rear troops immediately contacted He Taiyong: "Old He, listen to me..."

"I said your mother made a B!" He Taiyong yelled with his eyes glaring: "What does Li Zhixun mean? No matter what our two families are!"

"Old He, Lao He, I will ask Li Zhixun about this matter, but now the troops have already reached the top...!"

"No need to ask, I will lead my troops into the city and ask him personally!" He Taiyong threw away the walkie-talkie and turned around and shouted: "Suo family soldiers, the He family soldiers, withdraw from the battlefield and return to Chongqing Capital!"

...

In the defensive position of the distant mountains.

Wu Tianyin gave Qin Yu a thumbs up: "The time is right, awesome!"

"Damn it! As long as the Suo family and the He family don't move, they will reduce the combat power of at least three to four thousand people!" Qin Yu said with his eyes: "Do he still dare to attack the remaining people? I will let him stand here. As long as they retreat, six thousand people will be posted on me immediately and fight to the death!!"

"No problem." Fu Xinhao nodded.
Chapter completed!