Qi Zheng turned around and looked at Zhao Meng coldly: "I ask you, what is the bounden duty of a soldier?"
"Soldiers take obeying orders as their bounden duty and report to the chief!"
"What the fuck are you doing?" Qi Zheng yelled and slapped him directly. "Now don't cut the grass and root, are you going to let the children of the Chen family grow up and come back for revenge!"
"I didn't see women and children on the plane, nor did you! We only know that there are rebels fleeing the Lingang special zone! And I, the division commander of the 19th division of the Lingang Garrison and the supreme commander of this operation, now order you to intercept the air and keep the enemy at all costs in China! Do you understand! Answer me loudly, do you understand!"
"Report, sir, I understand!"
"If you understand, execute the order immediately!"
"Yes!" Zhao Meng's body was suddenly cold, with a scarlet palm print on his face. He turned and ran to convey the order.
Watching the young officer turn and leave, Qi Zhengqing cleared his throat, grabbed one side of the mineral water and directly filled half a bottle into his throat. Then he leaned against the shell box, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
"Women and children..." Qi Zheng muttered to himself. Even an iron soldier like him could not help spreading a trace of unspeakable fear from the bottom of his heart at such a moment.
More than a dozen missiles soared into the sky one after another, bringing a long line of fire in the dark night sky, and finally exploded over Gangbei Bay.
The dark night sky seems to be blooming with dazzling fireworks, but under such a magnificent scene, it is a fresh life that is buried.
Li Qing stared at the huge fireball connected by the explosion in the distant sky, and was stunned. Immediately, the color of iron blue surged on his originally pale cheeks.
The cruelty of the Qi family is far beyond Li Qing's imagination, but who can he blame? I'm clearly the culprit of so many lives.
The little boy who kept shouting to kill Li Qing and avenge his father was doomed to fail to fulfill his promise.
The pistol "snapped" and fell to the ground. Chen xueru's body was shocked, and then a mouthful of painstaking blood gushed out, even from the corners of his eyes.
"Heaven is going to kill my Chen family, and heaven is going to kill my Chen family!" Chen xueru screamed twice. The whole person collapsed to the ground, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
"You should commit suicide earlier, so you won't see such a scene." Li Qing was silent for a while and whispered.
"Li Qing, you Li family, Qi family, Xie family, sooner or later, there will be this day!" Chen xueru's eyes bulged out and his facial expression was extremely ferocious.
"Maybe." Li Qing said faintly, taking out a cigarette and holding it in his mouth.
Just after lighting the lighter, Chen Hongming suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Li Qing's sleeve, gasped and said, "if you promise me a condition, I can tell you a little information about the cause of your parents' death."
The flame swayed for a moment, then went out, and then the voice sounded slowly: "what conditions?"
"Hongming was sent by me to negotiate. If you send him abroad safely, I'll tell you the news you want."
The flame rose again and lit the cigarette at his mouth: "No."
"Li Qing! I have only the last blood in the Chen family! If you can let so many people go, why can't you..."
"Anyone can, but he can't." Li Qing said coldly, shaking his body and shaking Chen xueru's hand away. "The reason why I want to destroy the Chen family is because Chen Hongming, he must die."
"Good, good. You have a house and a lot, and you are also a husband." Chen xueru bit his teeth and nodded. He supported the ground with both hands, got up slowly, and then staggered all the way to the beach.
Chen xueru's cry came from the night sky, intermittent, like the cry of an owl.
The cold sea breeze came, and the gunfire in the distance had gradually scattered. Li Qing looked up at the dark sky and whispered, "is it over?"
Bang!
Another gunshot came, the fuzzy shadow in front fell to the ground, the crying stopped suddenly, and the four sides were finally completely quiet.
After a while, a sound of footsteps came from far to near, and finally stopped behind Li Qing.
"You shouldn't shoot him," Li Qing said with a sigh of relief. "For people like him, the most decent way to die is to die in their own hands."
"He wants to die in the sea. If we can't find the body, we can't make a job." Qi Kuan said coldly.
Li Qing put out the cigarette, then stretched one hand over his shoulder and handed the cigarette box to Qi Kuan: "smoke?"
"No."
"Don't forget it." Li Qing threw the cigarette box out, then stood up and turned back. "I'll go back and give it to you."
"HMM." Qi Kuan answered softly, silently turned around, stared at Li Qing's back, and slowly raised the gun in his hand.
Bang!
"Ah." Qi Kuan screamed, and the gun fell to the ground from his hand.
A bullet had penetrated the wide palm of his hand, and blood trickled down his fingers and fell to the ground.
Li Qing turned around, stared at Qi Kuan with a smile and said slowly, "stray bullet, you'd better be careful."
"Well, I know, I know..." Qi Kuan clenched his palm and gasped, "be careful, too."
"Don't worry, I've always been careful." Li Qing smiled, then waved her hand casually, turned and left.
Leaving the small airport, Li Qing walked through a small forest, and Qin WuChao, carrying a sniper rifle, quietly followed up: "Captain, I only fired one shot tonight."
"Well, I broke director Qi's palm." Li Qing said with a smile. However, his slightly frowned eyebrows inadvertently revealed that he was not as happy as he seemed.
Qin WuChao bared his teeth and smiled: "director Qi is really a little stupid. Why don't you just solve him?"
"Now the four families in Lingang have become three. I don't want to tear the skin with the Qi family at this time. It's not good for us." Li Qing whispered, and then patted the Qin and Wu Dynasties on the shoulder. "Let's go. Let's leave here quickly."
With a slight meal under his feet, Li Qing changed his direction: "someone over there is coming up. Go this way."
The Qin and Wu dynasties bent over and turned over a body and spit hard: "these animals have used dum bullets."
"The method of death is no longer important. I didn't intend to let any of the Chen family live." Li Qing's voice was very light, and she kept walking under her feet. After a while, she said, "I'm still too naive."
"Captain, what do you mean?"
"I can't afford the result I want," Li Qing said equivocally.
Qin WuChao blinked. He didn't understand, but he didn't ask again. Instead, he looked forward, lowered his voice and said, "Captain, we are surrounded on all sides. Can we go out?"
"Zhong Ruoxi is waiting for me outside. She will arrange a way out for us."
"Oh." Qin WuChao nodded and followed Li Qing honestly.
The two walked out all the way. There was no one on the road. They came to the street through the back door of the Chen family residence.
The lights of the military jeep flashed twice in the distance, and then a harsh whistle sounded.
Li Qing glanced in that direction, but took Qin WuChao to walk over, opened the door and got on the car.
"You don't seem happy?" Zhong Ruoxi in the driver's seat looked at Li Qing and asked softly.
"I can't be happier anymore." Li Qing murmured, "drive."
With a slight chin click, Zhong Ruoxi looked through the endoscope at Qin WuChao sitting in the back row, and then started the car.
With Zhong Ruoxi, it was easy to pass the military blockade. Deliberately picked a quiet street and avoided the media reporters who surrounded the street in front. Zhong Ruoxi drove the car all the way to the outermost street.
"Stop ahead," Li Qing said in a deep voice.
"I'm not your driver." Zhong Ruoxi said coldly.
Li Qing bit his teeth and said, "someone is waiting for me in front."
Zhong Ruoxi parked the car on the roadside and stared at the black car directly in front through the car glass: "let your men go first. I want to say a few words with you."
Li Qing glanced at Wen Yang, who, like Amnesty, opened the door, jumped out of the car and ran towards the black car.
When he got into the car, Qin WuChao grabbed the seat and excitedly asked Wen Yang in the front row, "did you send the captain's wife back?"
"Well, I met her father on the way and picked him up directly." Wen Yang nodded and then raised his eyebrows slightly. "Who's that in the car?"
"Zhong Ruoxi, director of the port supervision hall."
"Oh, the woman who can't even deal with the eldest brother?" Wen Yang's eyes filled with a wipe of clarity.
Qin WuChao pursed his mouth and patted Wenyang on the shoulder: "be careful when you talk for a while. The captain is in a bad mood."
"He said he would destroy the Chen family, and now he has done it. How can he be in a bad mood?" Wen Yang asked suspiciously.
"Maybe..." Qin WuChao hesitated, "too many people have died. This time, the Chen family didn't even survive. The captain should be very sad. After all, this thing started because of him. He probably didn't expect this battle to be so miserable."
He stretched out his finger and stroked his white hair. Wen Yang shook his head reluctantly: "have you found that his heart has become softer and softer since his brother returned home?"
"I don't know if my heart is getting softer and softer, but now the captain is really not like before." Qin WuChao thought for a while and said, "I think he's getting closer and closer, but it's not a good thing after all. If he goes on like this, he's easy to kill himself. Compassion is a big taboo in this industry. This is the truth given to me by the captain when he took me out of the mountain. Now it's reflected in him one by one."
"People always change, and none of us can stop it." Wen Yang's eyes were slightly frozen, and then repeated, "people always change."
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