Section 1089 Conditions

The gunshots, screams, and calls for help in the Longzaosi family base gradually became thinner, and the air was filled with the scent and burnt smell of corpses roasted by flames. Nearly a thousand Japanese military police stood 400 meters away from the base. Not far in front of them were corpses that had just been shot... These people had just escaped from the base. Many of them were still children, and none of them survived.

Lin Zetao stood on the top of a pile of collapsed rubble, silently watching the survivors from the corners and rooms of the castle to find out one by one who was trying to hide in the dark to escape the catastrophe, or was caught in the process of resistance, Killed on the spot, or even blown to pieces by shells and grenades, all the target people were beyond recognition. Regardless of whether they were alive or not, whether their corpses remained intact, even if they had been scattered and turned into indistinguishable bones and minced meat, they were gathered together from all directions and piled up under their feet and in front of them.

Gunners were set up at all the commanding heights, and the heavy machine barrels protruding from the machine gun nests paid close attention to the movements in the surrounding bases. Viscous dark red plasma was everywhere on the ground, and some bloodthirsty flying insects circled and danced among the flesh and pus that had not yet completely solidified. Waiting to lay a large number of egg piles.

Dozens of Japanese in ragged clothes, with dull expressions, and their facial skin scorched black by gunpowder smoke and heat waves, dragged their exhausted footsteps, and under the escort of Chinese armed with various weapons, they walked from a building that was still intact. They are the last survivors of the Ryuzoji family.

Lin Zetao couldn't see the slightest emotion on his face. However, faint beads of sweat had already begun to seep from his forehead. Gradually, the breathing rhythm became faster and faster, the panting became more and more rough, and the nostrils bulged. It looked very scary, as if it was suffering some kind of painful torture. And in the center of those deep black eyes, the pupils are shrinking sharply, as if... there is a very terrifying demon locked inside, and it is about to crawl out desperately to devour the world.

boom!

He jumped up from the ruins, landed heavily on the ground, grabbed a light machine gun that was thrown on the ground, and strode over... Now, the definition of 'survivor' should be interchanged. Those captured Japanese were the survivors of this base. Just tens of minutes ago, the victors today were prisoners of the base, but now everything has changed.

Looking at the slowly raised muzzle, the eyes of the survivors were full of despair and anger. They never imagined that these Chinese people who usually look down on them would have such courage.

"Shameless! Even the old and weak women and children are not spared!"

An old man rushed towards the gun with a roar: "I want to show you how a Yamato samurai faced death!"

Lin Zetao did not shoot, but deflected the gun. The barrel of the gun slammed into his face. Draw him: "Shameless? Even if mutant creatures can accuse us, you people from the Longzhaosi family are not qualified!

See the women and children over there? They are all ordinary people with no power to restrain chickens, but they are tied to the test bench by you like slaughtering animals to do various experiments. Compared with you being killed by bullets, how happy is that! What right do you have to accuse us of being shameless? ! "

The old man struggled to get up: "You have a saying in China. Do not do to others what you do not want done to you!"

Lin Zetao showed a ferocious smile on his face: "You are indeed proficient in Chinese culture, but there is a premise for this sentence, that is, there are relatives around me who don't want to bear this kind of retribution. And you...have killed them in front of my eyes Now, I have nothing to worry about!"

After finishing speaking, he brutally thrust the muzzle of the gun into the old man's mouth and pulled the trigger... Poof! In the gunshots, the old man's head was smashed into pieces,

Survivors let out a burst of exclamation and weeping.

Da da da……

The muzzle of the gun was raised, and orange flames poured out. The crowd was shot down by the bullets like mowing grass. The turbid air immediately added more metal gunpowder and the unique smell of blood, but hold the trigger. Lin Zetao did not loosen his fingers at all, until all the bullets in the magazine were shot out, and the barrel made a meaningless 'click' sound, then Lin Zetao threw away the machine gun and came to the survivors who had fallen to the ground , some of them were still alive, stretching out their bloody arms in vain, hoping to be rescued.

boom! boom……

Lin Zetao drew a pistol from his waist, and mercilessly sent the bullets into the heads of the wailing survivors.

"idiot!"

A middle-aged man struggled to lift his body, his eyes wide open, glaring at Lin Zetao.

boom!

Lin Zetao turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet hit the center of his eyebrows. With a frightened expression on his face, the middle-aged man fell heavily to the ground.

"Forgive her, she's still young..." A thirty-year-old woman was soaked in blood on half of her body, but tightly protected the girl under her, her face was full of pleading and despair.

Lin Zetao looked at the girl, her immature face was already stained with blood, and her eyes, which should have been clear, were now filled with confusion, fear, and hatred.

"The words are so familiar. At the beginning, my sister begged like that."

Lin Zetao had a half-smile, half-cry expression on his face, "Do you know how those executioners answered? That's it—"

boom!

His muzzle lowered slightly, and a bullet penetrated into the girl's forehead. The girl's eyes froze for an instant, and blood flowed from the center of her brow.

"No~" The woman stretched out her hand to grab the girl, but she could grab the girl's body, but she couldn't grab the girl's rapidly passing life.

"You can at least die together!" Lin Zetao shot the last bullet into the woman's chest.

"Thanks……"

There was no hatred in the woman's eyes, her lips twitched slightly, and then she kissed her daughter's blood-stained forehead heavily.

Lin Zetao threw away the pistol, raised his face, and looked into the pale sky. Familiar faces appeared in the air, brothers, nephews, sisters, younger sisters, cousins, nieces... Among them, the oldest was no more than eleven Years old, the youngest... just born less than six months old, but they were all taken into this hellish base on the same day as me, and then died one after another.

"I came out, and I stood under the sun again with the curse of the devil!" Lin Zetao yelled up to the sky. The bloody wind blew past his face, irritating his eyes and making him want to close and cry.

Lin Zetao knew that from this moment on, he was no longer the young man who worked hard just to survive. Whether it's because of hatred or revenge, killing people is a crime, and he has become a devil!

...

On the top of the only building of the Longzaosi family, Xiao Yuxin stood there looking at the gunpowder smoke and blood below, just like admiring a painting.

"Lord Xiao, are you satisfied with the result?" An old man in a suit and leather shoes next to him asked humbly.

"If I say 'dissatisfied,' do you like the answer?"

Xiao Yuxin suddenly turned her head to look at him: "Mr. Prime Minister, I am really disappointed. These people would not die originally, but it is because of your indulgence that today's situation has been caused. They are just executors, and you That's the real planner."

"Miss Xiao, this is not fair!"

Abejian retorted: "We can't control these families, their power is beyond the ability of the imperial family!"

"Explaining is covering up. Don't use incompetence and ignorance as excuses."

Xiao Yuxin retorted bluntly: "Tell me, Mr. Prime Minister, what kind of help do you hope to get from me?"

"Is that huge spaceship related to you?" Abejian asked carefully.

"It's not about me, it's my personal property. I just used it to come to Japan from China."

After Xiao Yuxin finished speaking, she looked at Abejian teasingly: "Mr. Prime Minister, don't you want it?"

Abe Jian smiled bitterly: "I really want to, but this should be impossible, because I can't find an exchange condition that can match its value."

Xiao Yuxin smiled: "Then, Mr. Prime Minister, how can I help you?"

"A few days ago, we had contacted the Chinese government by radio, hoping to get help. However, according to now, the only hope that can help us is you." Abe Jian said.

"What is it?" Xiao Yuxin asked.

"The most serious problem that plagues us in Japan at present is the food problem. I heard that the high-yield genetic food grown in your country is all provided by you."

Abejian eagerly visited Xiao Yuxin: "I hope you can provide a batch of high-quality grain seeds."

"It can be considered, is there anything else?" Xiao Yuxin asked noncommittally.

"The other thing is that I hope to borrow your spaceship to help us transfer a group of people. We need to integrate the manpower of some small bases. If we use the current transfer method, the loss of personnel and materials will be too great." Abejian said.

"I can do both."

Xiao Yuxin smiled faintly, and asked back: "But why should I help you, I am not Lei Feng, and the flight of the spaceship also consumes energy."

"The only thing we can pay is the magic crystal." Abejian said helplessly.

"How many?"

"Half a million, most of them are low-grade." Abejian said.

"To be honest, not enough."

Xiao Yuxin had the intention of shocking people: "These magic crystals are a lot of money to ordinary people, but to me, they don't mean much."

"Then... what do you want?" Abejian asked.

"I don't know what I can learn from you. But,"

After pondering for a while, Xiao Yuxin said: "You can help me gather the overseas Chinese scattered in the survivor camps all over Japan, because I know that many of them are in the hands of some family forces, I believe you can get this Intelligence, if you can't solve it, I can do it myself."

"It's a deal!" Abe Ken heaved a sigh of relief. With this condition, he can confess to His Majesty the Emperor. (To be continued..)