In the toilet of 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 straight at his eyes, the lights were a little dazzling. At this moment, Zhou Xingli suddenly felt very tired and didn't want to leave any step.

Perhaps without Li Bokang's straightforward comment, Zhou Xingli had already followed the people from the headquarters and charged forward on the way, but Li Bokang's words suddenly made him feel relieved.

Whether it was a civil war or an overseas war, Zhou Xingli had always refused to give in. He believed that the Zhou faction was only because of serious internal problems and the corps could not form strong cohesion, so Qin Yu and Lin Yaozong took advantage of the loopholes.

Now Zhou Xingli recalled some of his decisions and the corpses all over the mountains, but his heart was filled with guilt and regret.

If you run away, where can you go?

Will Huiyemen meet with Westbrook?

Do you want to listen to the accountability and endless curses in the European Zone?

The loss of Xia Island means that the southern battlefield has already achieved results. Even if I run away, where is the future of the Zhou regime?

Since the beginning of the civil war, many old friends around Zhou Xingli have left. How many people will die if they continue to deal with it?

Forget it, the country has been settled, and there is no more war overseas.

Zhou Xingli sat in the bathroom, and his bloody nature, which had been retreating for many years, surged into his heart again.

"You guys go..." Zhou Xingli sat in a daze and suddenly shouted outside.

"Commander, Commander, what did you say?" the general outside the door asked lying on the bathroom door panel.

"Zhiyong, you go, remove the troops of Yemen and take good care of the people who follow us." Zhou Xingli closed his eyes and said in a concise manner: "I'm here."

"Bang!"

When the guard soldier heard this, he raised his legs and kicked the door.

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

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open, and the general outside looked at the scene in shock, at a loss.

"At the peak of the Zhou clan, there were more than 400,000 troops and more than 100,000 navy. Until now, the corpses are everywhere and the loyal soul is exiled overseas. As the commander of the three armies, I have an unshirkable responsibility!" Zhou Xingli looked at everyone: "Everyone, I have no choice but to die to repay the loyal soul and the kindness of the generals to follow me!"

"commander!!!"

Everyone shouted.

"You can die, don't be humiliated. I will not go back to the EU area and be scolded by them!" Zhou Xingli closed his eyes and pulled the trigger decisively.

"Kang!"

The gunshot was blowing, and the blood was sprayed on the wall, and it was bright red.

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

Death is like a lamp extinguishing. The moment when Zhou Xingli fell in the bathroom, all the shining points and stains on his body will be finalized. He has time and history to judge in his life.

...

On the battlefield outside the main building, gunfire sounds and shouts of killing are endless, but Li Bokang stood in the first floor lobby, carefully tidying up his military uniform, and being in a mess now.

After taking off the dust on his body and tidying up his hair, Li Bokang looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

At the entrance of the basement next to it, there was a violent sound of footsteps, and a group of people ran up, and the tears on their faces had not dried up.

"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 this, and his face looked a little surprised: "He is a mediocre master, but he is not without blood!"

"What did you say?"

"You guys go." Li Bokang looked at himself dressed properly in the mirror, turned around and walked out of the main building.

The officer chased after him: "You are now the most G-leader of the Zhou clan..."

"I'm not, whoever loves it is." Li Bokang waved his hand: "What I can do now is to stop the enemy's attack. You can ask the people from the headquarters to retreat quickly."

The officer was stunned.

Li Bokang stepped towards the personal guard waiting for him and asked directly at them: "The fuel depot, have the explosives on the main runway been placed?"

"It's been placed." Li Bokang's personal adjutant immediately nodded and said, "It was Commander Yan who ordered it to be placed, and it can be detonated at any time."

"Don't detonate, the Zhou clan is gone, what's the point of doing this is not a human thing?" Li Bokang said in a concise manner: "If you can, just retreat."

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

"The Chinese regime has fallen, where the hell can I go?!" Li Bokang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you ask me to be a staff officer for that idiot Westbrook?"

The adjutant was speechless.

After saying that, Li Bokang reached out to pick up the automatic rifle in the car, and took a step and rushed down the steps.

Around the main building, most of the soldiers from the three major regions who came to the scene instantly noticed Li Bokang wearing a general wool coat. Because his military uniform was too eye-catching and the guards around him were equipped with very complete equipment, he looked like he was not an ordinary little officer.

Li Bokang held the gun and walked outward without moving forward.

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

"Da da da da...!"

Li Bokang walked forward with a meteor, raised the muzzle, pulled the trigger decisively, and the bullet swept around, causing waves of sparks to storm.

Behind him, the guards who followed Li Bokang all the way, looked at him silently 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 the gun on the ground, continued to move forward, and continued to shoot and hold the fire.

"Battery Commander, he wants to die!" The sniper reported to the battalion commander.

After saying that, Li Bokang deliberately fired at the sniper with a gun.

Seeing that he was tenacious, the battalion commander immediately shouted: "Forget it, fuck him to death."

"Kang Kang!"

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

After a brief quiet, Li Bokang sat up with the ground, held the gun without bullets, and continued to aim at the soldiers in the three major regions, murmured with relief: "... The king is dead, the minister is dead! Zhou Xingli... I have paid you back all the things I owe you!!"

After saying that, Li Bokang lowered his head and vomited blood in his mouth.

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

When the political situation was down for the last time, Li Bokang and his wife were investigated by the upper class. When the two were in extremely dangerous situation, Li Bokang's pregnant wife chose to commit suicide and took everything into consideration.

Li Bokang was completely disappointed and thought of suicide, but his wife said: "Old Li... You are an ambition... I die just to live... Wait for the opportunity, you will fulfill your ideals and shine on the political stage!"

His wife's words made Li Bokang choose to survive, and he survived just to wait for a chance to be re-activated.

However, human life destiny is so impermanent. After Li Bokang stayed in dormant for several years, he was waiting for Zhou Xingli's appreciation, and only this person is willing to use him.

The Zhou clan's political stance and philosophy were incompatible with Li Bokang, but because of his kindness, he devoted himself to his dedication to repay his death.

When troubled times arise, talents emerge; when strong winds stop, the corpses are like mountains!

...

An hour later, the Zhou army'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 ended up being less than 4,000!

The battlefield became quiet, and Xiang Zehao, who was seriously injured, personally hung military flags from the three major regions on the No. 1 Tower in front of the main building.

The military flag fluttered in the wind and was soon noticed by the air reconnaissance troops.

In another twenty minutes, nearly a thousand planes arrived directly at Xia Island.

The crowd in the middle of the airport looked at the densely packed planes above their heads, lined up unconsciously, and shouted: "Northern War Zone, 152nd Division, completed the mission successfully!"
Chapter completed!