Chapter 1153: Evil is too good! (1/2)
Not far from the Liaoyuan bridge, in a temporary office, Tie Shuai Zhou Hengdao sat blankly on a chair, his whole body and prosthetic arms seemed to be rusty, motionless.
He tightly grasped a string of iron chains and iron plates in his hand, staring at a three-dimensional light curtain in a daze.
In the light curtain, there are hundreds of thousands of heads moving, battle flags fluttering in the wind, Xuanguang banners flying all over the sky, and all people are united, shouting a name in the high-pitched national anthem:
”Li Yao! Li Yao! Li Yao! Li Yao!”,
This is the scene of Li Yao breaking through the blockade of the ”Patriot Organization” in Tiandu and advancing towards the Federal Parliament Building. It was filmed by dozens of media, and after careful editing, the scene was connected together.
The light and shadow changed, hitting Zhou Hengdao's face. This veteran on the battlefield, who did not change his face in the rain of bullets and poisonous mist acid, was somewhat unstoppable, and slightly narrowed his eyes.
Deep in the eyes, the emotions are complex, and a trace of shame is faintly surging.
Especially when Li Yao's face is close-up under the nine-star Rising Dragon battle flag in the picture, Zhou Hengdao will slightly tilt his head, as if he dared not look at Li Yao.
The big steel hands holding a string of iron plates trembled slightly, and there was a clanging sound.
There was a knock on the door outside.
”Come in.”
Zhou Hengdao said with excitement.
A middle-aged soldier with a sharp and bright head strode into the cabin. He was shocked when he heard the sound in Jing's brain. He hurriedly closed the door, sweat filled his forehead, and said anxiously: ”Tie Shuai, You, what are you doing? What if you are heard by the flying stars?”
The news of Li Yao's riot in the sky city is naturally tightly sealed in the dark and extremis.
The bald soldier's name is Zhou Tieyi, he is Zhou Hengdao's nephew of the same clan, and also the colonel of the guard regiment who has followed him in **** battles for decades. He is Zhou Hengdao's absolute confidant.
Naturally, he is also a member of the Patriot Organization.
”A Tie, come over and listen, listen to the cheers, so many people are calling the name'Li Yao'.”
Zhou Hengdao looked in a trance, his eyes were hollow, his thoughts seemed to float back to a long, long time ago, and he muttered, ”Do you remember thirty-five years ago, after the end of the'Dingling War'? In that battle, we fought dozens of them. The biggest beast invader in the past year killed five demon kings, just the corpses of demon cubs, piled together and burned for three days and three nights without burning them!”
”At that time, the army triumphantly returned to Tiandu with the corpses of five demon kings. The millions of people in the capital did the same. They were welcome in the streets, the mountains were whistling and the tsunami, and there were people waving the nine-star rising dragon in every street and lane. Qi, shouting our name, shouting the name of the Federation Army!”
”The Federation Army! The Federation Army! The Federation Army!”
”Until today, occasionally in the dead of night, when I can't fall asleep, I seem to hear such a cry in my ear.”
”That scene is definitely more lively, more exciting, and more passionate than today when they called the name'Li Yao'!”
”Do you remember? Atie, do you remember?”
Colonel Zhou Tieyi was silent for a moment, and clenched his fists: ”Tie Shuai, don't worry. After we have completely conquered the blood demon world this time, after the triumph, we will surely get cheers that are a hundred times louder than'Li Yao'! By then, not just the capital, Every citizen of the entire Federation will cheer for us and for the Federation Army from the heart!”
”is it……”
Zhou Hengdao smiled, ”Including the more than 30,000 innocent people who died tragically in the'Federation Square explosion', will their relatives cheer for us?”
”Even if they cheer for us, are you and I qualified to face their cheers calmly?”
”And they—”
He raised the string of iron plates in his hand and shook it lightly, ”Where are their relatives, will they cheer for us? Will we be able to withstand their cheers?”
Zhou Tieyi frowned: ”Tie Shuai, what is this?”
”It's a military card.”
Zhou Hengdao carefully separated the eight military cards. One side of the military card was the nine-star rising dragon battle emblem with teeth and claws, and the other side contained basic information such as name, blood type, and realm.
Zhou Hengdao rubbed the uneven name with the softest strength, as if he was gently rubbing the head of his grandson.
”It's the army card of the eight communications soldiers who did their best to fight to the end and were killed by us.”
”Chen Gaoyi, Song Zuguang, Jing Guoyuan, Dong Rui, Liu Hao, Shan Shengjie, Deng Junhao, Xia Lesheng...These are the names of their eight.”
”The youngest Dong Rui, only 19 years old, was a recruit who enlisted last year; the oldest Song Zuguang, 66 years old this year, has devoted almost half of his life to the Federal Army. He is a veteran who has participated in dozens of fierce battles!”