"Huh..."
The sound of heavy breathing was like a broken bellows, hoarse and mixed with the sticky feeling of bloody phlegm climbing up the throat.
Bang, the mask stained with blood spatters fell off and leaned against the corner of the table. Through the narrow eye holes, you could see that the room was riddled with holes, full of traces of battle, and dozens of corpses. Quietly fell to the ground, and the pool of blood gradually expanded. Only the leader was left standing in the entire central control room. All the executives died under his fists. The horrified expressions of the senior executives were still frozen on their faces, and they were all breathless.
The leader spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and took a deep breath. The strong smell of blood in the room irritated his nasal cavity. He suddenly started coughing heartbreakingly, and it took a full two minutes for him to stop coughing.
The fierce battle aroused his hidden wounds. In the ambush battle more than a month ago, he was seriously injured by Han Xiao. He never had time to recuperate, and it ended up being a hidden wound.
Every time he felt the faint pain, he would inevitably think of Han Xiao. It was all thanks to Han Xiao that he fell into this situation. Until now, he is still full of hatred, but this fierce Emotions can no longer surge, and all that remains is emptiness.
The leader came to the main console and debugged the nuclear bomb launch options. Then he took off his gloves and verified his fingerprints, membranes, permissions and passwords. He inserted the two keys into the holes and rotated them one hundred times each. At 80 degrees, the launch can be activated. At the last step, the scarred fingers held the key, but did not turn it.
The leader leaned back on the chair, raised his head, his eyes were unfocused, and seemed to be in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Beep beep——"
A small screen appeared in the corner of the screen, which was a call request. The caller was clearly "number zero".
With no expression on his face, the leader pressed "Agree" and Han Xiao's face popped up on the big screen.
Seeing the corpses on the ground, Han Xiao raised his eyebrows. He initiated the communication firstly because he wanted to see the attitude of Moya, and secondly because he wanted to see the leader for the last time, but this scene made him basically understand the situation. , shook his head and said: "It seems that you have already decided."
The leader's eyes showed sadness.
“I didn’t expect that I would lose to you in the end, you... ant, one wrong step at a time, everything about me was destroyed by you... What do you want to do now? Confirm yourself I am here, you can take a look at it, my life and the destruction of the sprout will add a lot to your achievements. You are the winner, and you naturally have the right to enjoy your spoils as much as you want."
"I told you, this starry sky is huge, this planet is just a speck of dust, no one in the universe cares about the big things happening here." Han Xiao shook his head, and the enemy was solved, But his expression was very calm. After all, he was a man who looked at the stars and the sea. He said slowly: "I just feel that after doing so many things, I still have to hold them in my heart before I die."
"You want me to confide in my sworn enemy?" The leader grinned, his ferocious appearance becoming more and more uglier, he lazily leaned on the chair and relaxed, "It's indeed very interesting."
Han Xiao shrugged and went straight to the topic, "What happened to the Child of Destiny?"
The leader laughed, laughed for a while before stopping, shook his head and said: "The Child of Destiny is just a pitiful person. You are just a worm, you can see the future and influence your destiny, but you cannot control your own life and death. You are destined to be a tool in the hands of others... You also have the ability to predict, maybe the child of destiny will be your final end!"
Han Xiao was noncommittal and said: "Tell me about yourself, you seem to be from Gelan?"
The leader's face changed and he murmured: "You have found it... Yes, I have I am from Golan. At that time, I was a passionate and angry young man. At that time, the Mingmok incident broke out in the country. I joined the resistance organization. I marched, protested, and opposed, trying to save my motherland from a corrupt government. "
However, the war suddenly broke out, Ruilan invaded, and under internal and external troubles, my motherland was crushed and everyone perished..." The leader suddenly gritted his teeth, "Did you hear that? It's called 'internal worry'! Did I do something wrong? Did I do something wrong by resisting? No! Our original intention is just to fight for the rights we deserve! Just to make the motherland better!
We are infinitely close to victory, and the dawn is clearly in front of us. However, the war ruined everything, Gelan was destroyed, and all my friends were executed. It is best to eliminate people like this who are restless and self-defeating. Due to the handling methods, the surviving Golan citizens were like castrated domestic animals, having to become docile and easy to manage and handle. Only a handful of people escaped by chance, and I was one of them.
I am not a big shot, I am just an ordinary young man, alone, not knowing where to go, like a walking zombie, until I saw the Golan border being blocked by Ruilan, and the flag I was familiar with was burned and replaced The flag of Ruilan was raised. At that time, I woke up and knew what mission I had shouldered.
Although Gelan is not perfect, with all kinds of shortcomings and darkness, but... it is still my motherland. The hatred of destroying the country can only be...
Tit for tooth, blood Return the blood! "
The leader exhaled a breath, his eyes drifted away, and the past scenes seemed to emerge before his eyes.
"But in the torrent of the times, an ordinary young man is just a drifting bird. , life is as fragile as an ant. In order to cross the war zone, I dragged my tired body from one refugee camp to another. I was treated like a pig or dog, numbly enduring a life without dignity, but my blood was burning. , no matter how dangerous it is, I told myself to live. Hatred filled my heart, and it kept my heartbeat from stopping... In the end, I successfully passed through the most intense fighting place without stopping or seeking shelter. , I turned to the wilderness.
I know that there is no revenge without strength, so I survive in the wilderness, fight with wild beasts, and treat myself as a piece of stubborn iron, tempered thousands of times. "
When talking about this, the leader pointed to the scars on his face and hands and said lightly: "One hundred and seventy-six scars, I gained strength."
Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Are you really just an ordinary person? "
The leader asked: "Why can't he be an ordinary person? "
After thinking about it, Han Xiao nodded and signaled to continue your performance.
The leader continued: "When I was in the wilderness, I was thinking about it. When I returned to the battlefield, I heard that the Moke organization still exists. How ironic that a tool created for the reign of terror has become the purest surviving Golan force. So a plan emerged in my mind. I assassinated the leader of Ming Mok, renamed the organization Germination, hid it, and developed silently. I also put on a mask.
War is full of opportunities, and countless people have lost their country and become homeless. So I decided on the budding idea, painted a big pie for them, and created a so-called new world... Ideas have always been able to drive people who resonate with me. It's not that I use the subjugated people, but that they are willing to be used by me. This is hatred. , they don’t even care whether they can achieve their goals after they sacrifice themselves.
By raising my personal passion to that of a group, I can get a lot of help. This is how Germination absorbs the nutrients of war and grows, quickly takes root and sprouts, and grows into a towering tree, a behemoth. . ”
The leader’s tone was filled with hatred, but also with a sense of loss. The career he had been persisting in was ruined. In addition to anger, the feeling was extremely complicated.
“Then... you appeared. "
"You cut down the tree. ”