I had seen suicide scenes in countless movies and TV shows, but none of them were as impactful as Jimmy's suicide.
When Ai ShuQiao said, "You are in front of me," the young soldier instantly lost all will to live. His tears flowed out like a broken dam, making his face look both sad and ridiculous.
However, after a brief consideration, Jimmy's eyes suddenly flashed with determination. It was a mixture of sadness and despair, but also a kind of heartbreaking sweetness.
"Yes, ma 'am."
After saying this brief last sentence, Jimmy pointed the muzzle of the MP5 submachine gun at his chin and pulled the trigger.
Blood splattered everywhere, mixed with some pinkish-white tofu.
Jimmy's mutilated body fell sideways from a half-kneeling position, stirring up the yellow sand everywhere in Guantánamo Bay.
"That's a good boy." After Ai ShuQiao made a cold-blooded comment, she no longer looked at the body a few meters away. She knew that there were many such loyal love slaves.
"I love you! Let me out! I will fight for you! "
Ai ShuQiao spread the pheromones in the ventilation duct to use a sedative mist on the prisoners, so the first to be affected were the prisoners in Guantánamo Bay. When they saw Ai ShuQiao through the prison window, they immediately understood the reason for the extreme desire in their hearts that tortured them.
"I will confess! I will confess who the real initiator of 911 was! As long as you look back at me! "
In order to squeeze to the small prison window, the prisoners fought fiercely. The long beards that many of them were proud of were torn to shreds in the wind.
No matter what these people's previous beliefs were, at this moment, their common and only belief had become Ai ShuQiao.
General Muller suggested, "There are still about a hundred people who didn't join us. If we let these prisoners out, they can at least rush to the front and act as meat shields."
Ai ShuQiao nodded with appreciation. "That's about what I thought. Let's do it!"
Therefore, for the first time in history, the "terrorists" formed an alliance with the American soldiers who imprisoned them. They risked their lives and lined up in a row, using the most primitive stones, wooden sticks, and even nails and teeth to contribute their insignificant combat power to Ai ShuQiao.
The end of Guantánamo Bay was here.
I was conscious of this in a most vivid way.
From the moment Jimmy killed himself, I knew that the defenders, still conscious, could not win.
They had the same equipment, but they had a different will to fight. Surrounding Ai ShuQiao was a group of death warriors who were ready to sacrifice themselves at any time, while their opponent did not even know what was going on.
Not to mention that the number of Awakened only accounted for 30% of all UA soldiers. Most of them were lucky enough to avoid either the love potion or the pheromone. An even smaller proportion of them were gay and immune to the love potion.
Bullets rained down in the air, and hoarse shouts rose and fell. People kept getting shot, and people kept falling.
Ai ShuQiao happened to be standing a safe distance away from the tragic battlefield. Her eyes wandered over the blood and corpses, as if she had obtained immortal power from death itself.
Soon after the battle began, General Muller had my hands cuffed behind my back. At this moment, Ai ShuQiao and I stood in the middle of the circle formed by the tall American soldiers. We were being watched and protected.
"How did they manage to develop the Love Potion in such a short time?" Dr. Yu, who was also standing in the circle, could not change his scientist nature. "It has only been three days since my senior, Klinger, obtained Ye YuanFeng's blood sample. How could he create a miracle in such a short time?"
In my opinion, the strangest thing about the love potion was that the victims knew that they were being controlled by the potion. They could even openly discuss its principles and production like Dr. Yu did. At the same time, they did not want to resist the love potion and willingly became its captive.
Could it be that even the "love" caused by the potion was incomparably sweet?
Ai ShuQiao probably thought that a well-known neurologist like Dr. Yu would be useful to her in the future, so she spoke to Dr. Yu in a gentle tone.
"Klinger and I've been trying to create the love potion since the beginning. BWK was just an inferior version that we purposely released to deceive people and obtain experimental data. In other words, the love potion had existed for a long time, and it was perfected by retrieving the experimental data from BWK. The only thing that was missing was a suitable 'love standard.' Who else could be the most suitable person in the world to provide the standard other than Ye Lin's father? "
Bullets rained down as far as the eye could see, but Ai ShuQiao remained calm in the face of danger. She explained the birth of the love potion to Professor Yu and me.
"Originally, I didn't plan to be in such a hurry, but I didn't expect Ye Lin to use some unknown method to make the black holy infant go crazy. The incident at the King's Building made both the Chinese and the Americans determined to arrest me. After a brief consideration, I decided to use myself as bait and accept the arrest without any resistance. Then, I covered Klinger's escape with the blood sample."
"So, the lie that Klinger used BWK to control you and that he was the real mastermind was a complete lie, right?"
I tried to break free from the handcuffs in vain, but two soldiers came over and held my shoulders.
Ai ShuQiao looked at me with a slightly dissatisfied but admiring gaze.
"Ye Lin, I have to give you a compliment. I have to say, you dealt a huge blow to me on Christmas, and it was the same on the US aircraft carrier. If you didn't force us into this situation, Klinger and I wouldn't have taken such a risk and scattered the love potion into the Pacific Ocean. "
"It seems that Klinger has always been loyal to you!" Professor Yu interrupted, "Now that the steam of the love potion is spreading everywhere, I'm guessing he has inhaled it as well. Unless he wears a gas mask when he sees you in the future, he'll fall in love with you like we do, right?"
Although the question was logical, Dr. Yu's expression was like a jealous lover in a polyamorous relationship. It seemed that he was very envious of Klinger for accompanying Ai ShuQiao for so many years.
"Klinger won't wear a gas mask," Ai ShuQiao replied confidently, "He fell in love with me a long time ago, and it wasn't sexual at all. What he fell in love with was the pure evil in my body. For that, he was willing to help me conquer the world …"
"Ha, in fact, the love potion's standard was to use Klinger's own blood sample. Unfortunately, his love was too unconventional and didn't work well on ordinary people, so in the end, he had to change it to Ye YuanFeng's."
Motherf * cker! It turned out that Klinger and Ai ShuQiao were really a cold-blooded, heartless, and super evil couple! And it was ironic that their evil plan was realized through the "love" praised by the world!
While we were talking, more soldiers were killed and injured in Guantánamo Bay, most of which belonged to the defenders, and the gunshots gradually became sparse.
Ai ShuQiao looked at the large number of corpses that died because of her, looked at the smoke from the fire in the sentry tower, and admired the prison cells that had been blown open. She looked at the excited prisoners who fought against the defenders with their bare hands and even used their teeth to tear the corpses of the dead.
"Did you know? US President Obama promised to close Guantánamo Bay before he took office, but he failed to do so when he was about to leave office. Now that I've helped him do it, he should thank me. "
In just one hour, Guantánamo Bay had become a ruin.
In order to avoid a possible US air strike, Ai ShuQiao led her team to occupy the port and quickly gained the loyalty of all the captains, including the Kilo-class submarine that I had been on.
Although General Muller and the others had vowed to follow Ai ShuQiao to the death, Ai ShuQiao only took General Muller to the submarine and ordered the others to stay in Guantánamo Bay to launch a destructive attack on anyone who tried to approach. If they couldn't defeat the enemy, they couldn't be captured alive.
Under the influence of the love potion, the US soldiers agreed to such an unreasonable request. It was as if it was a supreme honor to die for Ai ShuQiao.
The enemy outnumbered me, and I couldn't resist. I was forced to walk into the submarine at gunpoint and was placed under house arrest in my own cabin.
Ai ShuQiao obviously had a clear idea why she had chosen this submarine.
Although Guantánamo Bay was located in Cuba, there was no doubt that it belonged to the US sphere of influence. Now that it had been destroyed for unknown reasons, the US government would definitely be shocked, and the military would definitely spend a lot of effort to investigate and suppress it.
Instead of waiting for the US military to airdrop armor-piercing incendiary bombs, it was better to use the stealth and silent performance of the Kilo-class submarine to quietly sail out of the bay, rendezvous with Klinger somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, and then steadily begin the plan to conquer the world.
Compared to when I had first arrived, there were only two more people on the submarine, Ai ShuQiao and General Muller, as well as some supplies. However, the atmosphere in the cabin was completely different.
The boring American jokes that were often heard were being told less and less. All the men began to pay attention to their appearance, even the sloppest chief engineer was no exception.
"I'm very satisfied that there are no gays on this submarine."
No matter what Ai ShuQiao said, the men around her would only look at her and smirk. They were willing to pay any price to get Ai ShuQiao to look at them.
I returned to the depressing submarine cabin, and the mood was even more depressing than before.
Not only did I not ask Ai ShuQiao about the whereabouts of the Legislatures 650, but I also helped her deliver the application without knowing what was going on. Objectively speaking, I had become her accomplice in slaughtering Guantánamo Bay.
"In fact, it's not that we can't do it without you," Ai ShuQiao "comforted" me. "The reason why I asked you to deliver the letter was because I thought it would be interesting."
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