C97

After daybreak, the battle in Pa Gan's region had already ended. In the morning clouds, there was smoke everywhere, it was unknown whether it was the wet steam or the smoke after the trees were burnt.

The phone rang. Qi Jin pressed the green button and Sun Zhao's clear voice came out: "A Jin."

"It's me. I'm fine. I'm very pleased to hear your voice."

After the massacre, Qi Jin was tired, his voice was a little hoarse. Because of the lack of water, he did not drink a single mouthful of water during the entire battle.

"I'm fine, we won."

"Oh, what does that mean?"

Qi Jin could not be happy. Just below his feet, there were more than ten corpses, all of them were young soldiers who were around the age of twenty-one or twenty-two.

"Means... Grandfather is about to take over the entire silver triangle, why … Aren't you happy? "

Sun Zhao's excited voice seemed to be hesitating.

Qi Jin smiled bitterly and said: "I can't be happy. I can only say, congratulations to you, because you are about to become the princess of silver triangle."

"Wait for me, I'll be right there."

Sun Zhao was sensitive to the fact that due to Qi Jin's change in attitude, victory was no longer as exciting.

The military victory was in sight, but it did not come.

Sun Zhao had arrived much later than Qi Jin had expected. She couldn't help but feel pain in her heart when she saw the figure of the willow tree appear at the end of the dirt road.

He hurriedly stepped forward.

There was no way for Sun Zhao to come faster, the three kilometer long car was blocking the narrow road, she could only get off the car and run.

All she could see was the bodies pierced by the bullet holes and the charred vehicles, the intensity of the battle beyond her imagination.

Looking at Qi Jin's arm that was stretched far away, Sun Zhao suddenly felt a sweetness in her heart, and all her worries disappeared from the world.

Qi Jin was the only one in front of them. The two of them met under a destroyed tank, and held each other tightly.

Qi Jin took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance in her hair and said softly: "Promise me you will come with me after this time, we will never come back, this place is not suitable for you, follow me, even if you wander the world from now on, you will be free and at ease."

"I'll go with you. Can you leave your work behind?"

Sun Zhao asked faintly.

"Give me another two years. No matter what, I will quit."

"Then give me two years to deal with this."

"Alright, it's a deal."

After this battle, Qi Jin was very tired of fighting.

There were dead, charred bodies everywhere, destruction everywhere, abandoned cars everywhere.

This was still happening in the wilderness. If it was happening in a populated area, it was hard to imagine what would happen.

Qi Jin who had never experienced war before could not bear it any longer after witnessing it once.

He could not face the massacre that was like harvesting lives. Thinking of the thousands of lives here that he had done all by himself, a feeling that was bordering on drowning suffocating him.

Actually, Qi Jin did not know that he had contracted the so-called war syndrome. The so-called war syndrome had a kind of deep exhaustion and was unwilling to get involved with the war anymore. It was a kind of madness, a crazed desire to kill, and an endless slaughter that lost all reason.

Regardless of which one it was, it was extremely abnormal. One needed to see a therapist to extricate themselves from the war syndrome.

Qi Jin did not have such a condition. Last time he killed, he had some legacy disease that he had not been corrected from the start.

This time, thousands of people died. As far as the eye could see on the battlefield, there were corpses everywhere, giving Qi Jin a strong visual impact.

During the battle, Qi Jin didn't feel anything at all. He only wanted to kill all his enemies and ensure his own safety.

When all this was over, there were no more gunshots, no more enemies, and the evil in his body had disappeared.

Qi Jin felt a deep guilt that he couldn't face the people who were already dead.

According to the people, in the space of abnormal deaths, there was a "Death Kill".

Once a person was attacked by a death blow, they would feel depressed. In fact, this was just a psychological hint. In front of the death of another person of the same kind, it was a form of sadness, a form of mental illness.

The Qi Jin in front of him was exactly like this. He had been hinted at time and time again, and every corpse had their hands stained with blood.

King Charles was someone who had graduated from the military academy in a very serious manner. When he saw Qi Jin's appearance, he knew what had happened.

He whispered into Sun Zhao's ear: "Mr. Qi has war syndrome and needs to be treated by a therapist. My advice is to blindfold him and carry him out of the battlefield.

Sun Zhao accepted King Charles's suggestion and ordered the guards to carry Qi Jin back.

Qi Jin also realized that something was wrong with his mind, and he became extremely excited.

He didn't know about war syndrome, but he knew it was a psychological problem.

Returning back to Pa Gan's village, Qi Jin discovered that the people who left the place had returned, everyone was helping the soldiers clear the battlefield, the carts of spoils of war were brought back and stacked in the courtyard of Sun Zhuohui's villa, the spoils of war included guns, ammunition, gold and silver jewelry, and a stack of US dollars.

Following which, the Tank car s and the wreckage of helicopters were brought back. Every car had charred marks on them.

It confirmed the ruthlessness of war.

Hao Zhishi and the others were still very fearful, afraid of war. After seeing Qi Jin, they were all very happy.

Xue Yali realized that something was wrong with Qi Jin's expression. She held his hand and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know either. Merely, I am unable to cheer up. So many people have died. I simply do not understand why people are so excited."

"Take a rest."

Xue Yali had also killed people before, so when she saw that Qi Jin's body was covered with blood, he quickly consoled him.

"Hmm, find me some wine, I want to drink some."

Qi Jin was finally thirsty and did not want to drink water. He just wanted to get drunk.

The Great Poisonous Owl s of the silver triangle were still alive.

However, many of their subordinates had died, and they were all elite soldiers. They were no longer able to start a war.

Next comes the negotiation period.

silver triangle became a warmonger, then a politician. One by one, they started to negotiate.

The one with the most limelight was Sun Zhao, she was frequently present at all kinds of occasions.

After a war, the Great Poisonous Owl's losses were huge, and the human resources were insignificant. The biggest losses were the tanks, helicopters, and cars, all of which were bought with money.

If the Great Poisonous Owl could still fight, they still had the capital.

However, everyone knew that if they continued to fight, their losses would be even greater. In the end, all they could do was die.

They were all members of the silver triangle, so internal strife could only be temporary. If this continued, the government forces would benefit greatly.

One month later, three of the Great Poisonous Owl s had left the silver triangle and emigrated to New Zealand. From then on, they no longer meddled with the affairs of the silver triangle.

After they had retreated, the territory that they had left behind would belong to Pa Gan, and could only be controlled by him.

From then on, Sun Zhao occupied the main position in the silver triangle, and half of Sun Zhuohui's wish to unify the silver triangle was fulfilled.

Xue Yali was very active as she traveled between the silver triangle and China.

The U.S. was the complete opposite of Russia. They were silent, the forces they supported had failed, if they wanted to regain the initiative, they still needed to invest in the military and in money.

For the time being, even if they were to get reinforcements, the supplies would not arrive immediately. They could only try their best to calm the flames of war and slowly seek them out.

Sun Zhuohui obtained territory nine times bigger than Pa Gan.

Sun Zhao was busy accepting these territories, pacifying the people, and accepting the inheritance of the Great Poisonous Owl.

He was busy every day.

Qi Jin was so bored that aside from giving Sun Zhuohui acupuncture every week, he had nothing else to do.

For the past month, he had been like a zombie, unable to find any interest in anything. He would vomit whenever he saw meat when he was eating, and he wanted to cry when he saw someone when he was out.

When Sun Zhuohui's condition was completely cured, Sun Zhao sent him to the border region and told him to return to Shanghai to recuperate.

At this time, Hao Zhishi and the rest had already returned to the capital.

They could not possibly stay in the silver triangle for too long, this trip to the silver triangle was something that everyone could not forget.

Sun Zhao still had real estate in the Shanghai, and A Lan was also here.

After the plane landed, A Lan drove to the airport to receive them. She was shocked when she saw Qi Jin.

After not seeing his for two months, Qi Jin had actually lost a lot of weight. There were no muscles on his face, only bones.

A Lan could not control her emotions and threw herself forward, hugging Qi Jin's head tightly and crying loudly.

She was short, and carried Qi Jin's head. Her entire body was hung on Qi Jin's body, making her look extremely funny.

"What are you crying for?"

Qi Jin's expression was still as calm as before, and his heart ached for A Lan.

The two of them were not husband and wife, but their hearts were already as close as a family.

"How did you get so big? I don't know you anymore. "

A Lan felt very uncomfortable.

"He killed thousands of people, is there still a need to be punished?"

Qi Jin said calmly.

A Lan already knew about Qi Jin's performance in the battle, but because Qi Jin was the one who took charge of himself, he was rejected by Qi Jin even though he was able to personally bestow him the rank of major.

But his military record was unbreakable.

The people of Pa Gan saw Qi Jin as their god of war and gave him great honor.

"Mr. Qi, I'll take you home."

A Lan wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

He felt a surge of anger.

"No, let's go see the sea. I want to see the vast ocean."

"Then go, I'll stay with you."

A Lan naturally followed his instructions.

Standing on the cement ground of the Bund, with both hands on the railing, looking into the distance, felt extremely comfortable. The white sails were sparking and the ship was hooting.

He could not help but recite: "Trembling waves pours onto the shore, lifting up a thousand piles of snow. To the west of the base lies the Three Kingdoms' red wall, magnificent and beautiful, feathery shawls, exhausted oars and ashes, reminiscent of Gongjin. Little Qiao just married …"

As he recited it, he could no longer remember it anymore. It was as if he had remembered this Song poem and mixed it up with the rest. The sequence of events before and after was also a little off.

I forgot too much. I learned these poems in high school.

After a few years, Qi Jin had changed too much, and was no longer that student he was before.