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Chapter 345

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Weizheng Is Crying

The Indians were angry! Extremely angry.

The Indian government notified the National League and announced in the media that they would launch a nuclear attack on Shin Myung Province. Revenge for the tragedy of the 21st Division.

The army of Shin Myung Province completely ignored the warning of the Indian government. Only Chen Weizheng knew that the Indians might be serious this time.

The 2nd Division of the Western Army approached Dibrugarh and started to attack the 2nd Division of the Indian army. The 2nd Division of the Indian army was scared out of its wits and ran to Arang Bang. Xinming's team chased after them relentlessly, but stopped after occupying Ita City. They claimed that if they went further north, it would be China's territory and Shin Myung Province would not be able to enter. As for why the Central Army allowed the foreign army to enter South Tibet, it was because of their hospitality and had nothing to do with Shin Myung Province.

Zuo Zhixiang told the Indian government that within 10 days, the Indian army and Indians in Arang Bang could be allowed to return to West India via Bhutan and Sikkim. After 10 days, the mixed army, with the Mountain Brigade of Qingshan Town as the vanguard, would enter Arang Bang via Shin Myung Province.

Subduing the enemy without fighting was the best of the best, and this was what the Chinese were best at.

On the seventh day, the 2nd, 5th and 57th Divisions of the Indian army and the Fire Artillery Division requested the China government to negotiate with the Shin Myung Province government to let the Indian army and Indians leave Arang Bang by using the road north of the Yarlung Tsangpo River. At the same time, Loba and his people all left Dibang County. Chen Weizheng handed over the entire Nagaland Province to Loba and his people, and Loba became the governor of Nagaland Province.

At this point, other than Sikkim Independents in eastern India, the other six states became the provinces of Shin Myung Province. Arang Bang returned to China. On the day when the Shin Myung Province entered Arang Bang, the president personally came to Ita City to express his gratitude to the soldiers of the Second Division of the Western Region of Shin Myung Province who were in charge of law and order during this period. At the same time, he also expressed his gratitude to the King of Shin Myung Province, Zheng Bolong.

The people of China and the people of Shin Myung Province were all good to each other. This made the Indians, who had lost their land, even more furious. The patience of the Indian government was limited. When the anger burned through his hat, he released the devil and activated the nuclear bomb.

A nation, a race, their intelligence determined their behavior. After the Qinglong 17 and Qinglong 18 destroyed more than 30,000 people from the 21st Division, the Indians still didn't think that unless they used ultra-long range ballistic missiles to launch nuclear warheads, they would use normal cruise missiles instead. It was easy to use the Qinglong 17 or Qinglong 18 to intercept a normal cruise missile.

The first time they used a normal intercontinental missile to launch a nuclear warhead, because the speed of the missile was only Mach 2.4 and its altitude was only 2000 meters, it was easily intercepted by the helicopters of Shin Myung Province in Mizoram. The helicopters didn't use missiles, but stone bombs. The heavy fire of the anti-aircraft machine gun caused the Indian cruise missile to completely stop in the air. Then, it rolled in the air and finally fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal. It didn't even have the chance to detonate.

The whole world laughed. The missiles of India were not as good as the stones of Shin Myung Province.

The Indian government was embarrassed and angry. Using the ultra-long range ballistic missiles that the military treasured, this was no longer a matter of war. It was a matter of face. They directly launched it tens of thousands of meters high and landed in Longshan City. Let's see how the Shin Myung Province is going to intercept it with their rolling pins. They proudly announced to the world that they would launch a second nuclear attack on a certain day.

This time, the Shin Myung Province took it very seriously. From the Nagalan Mountains to the seaside, the air was filled with the air jeeps of the Shin Myung Province Air Force. Tens of thousands of meters high in the air, more than ten China made J-36 were cruising, ready to use the Qinglong 15 to intercept the missile.

One minute had passed since the Indian government launched the nuclear bomb. Two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes, but they still didn't see the other side's missile. The soldiers in the air were a little anxious. Did this f * cking Indian government fool us?

At this time, not far from the intersection of the Brahmaputra and the Ganges, two huge mushroom clouds appeared.

That place was called Dhaka. Damn it, we were still fooled by the Indians! So their target wasn't Longshan City.

Two majestic mushroom clouds, two layers of smoke, and two shining mushroom clouds. One rose in the north of Dhaka, and the other rose in the south of Dhaka. Dhaka, this densely populated city of more than twelve million people, suddenly became a living hell.

The explosion, the formation of a vacuum, the appearance of a storm, the destruction of the shockwave, the overturning of cars, the uprooting of trees, all the houses seemed to have been flattened by a pair of invisible hands, and the people suddenly turned into smoke, not even leaving behind ashes.

The whole world was shocked, including the Indian who launched the nuclear warhead.

Everyone was guessing how many people would be left in Dhaka. How many beautiful Dhaka tricycles would be left? Did the Indian do it on purpose or was it a mistake? If it was a mistake, it wouldn't be a mistake in the vast wilderness, but in the densely populated Dhaka, it was unforgivable.

The Indian government was also stunned! The first time they launched the nuclear warhead, they became a laughing stock, and the second time, they became the public enemy of the world. What was wrong with the country's technology? Why did they make such a huge mistake when they were so confident? A mistake, a mistake! No one in the world believed that it was a mistake! If it wasn't a mistake, why would I attack Bangladesh?

Someone gave the Indian government an explanation. Shin Myung Province took the land east of them. They couldn't take Pakistan's land in the west, nor could they take China's land in the north. There was only one soft persimmon left, and that was Bangladesh. India had been jealous of Bangladesh for a long time! This time, they took advantage of the chaos.

The Indians couldn't defend themselves.

According to the death toll in Dhaka, there were already eight million dead and missing people. Oh god! What kind of number was this? The nuclear warhead that was supposed to land on Longshan landed on Dhaka, and Bangladesh took the hit for the Shin Myung Province. The total population of Longshan was less than a million, and this was a big hit.

Chen Weizheng hadn't appeared, and he left before the nuclear warhead was launched. Until now, five whole days had passed, and no one could hear him. Could something have happened to him? A group of people from Shin Myung Province sat under the rainforest canopy in front of their office, smoking silently. They were all worried about Chen Weizheng, who was their backbone.

Chen Weizheng didn't go far. He was still in Xiuming Village, sitting on a large rock behind the village. He had been sitting there for five whole days. Only one person knew where he left off, and that was Zheng Bolong.

After the nuclear warhead landed on Dhaka, the King of Shin Myung Province, Zheng Bolong, was relieved. But because he was too nervous, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart. The doctor said that he had a coronary heart disease, but he knew what it was. He was too worried, and at his age, it wasn't suitable for him to stay in Shin Myung Province to be frightened by the nuclear warhead. He wanted to return to Xiuming Village to recuperate, and only the mountains and rivers of Xiuming Village could heal his heart.

After informing Maud Bundle, he returned to the village and reported to his ancestors about the war with India. He talked about opening up new territories, reclaiming lost land, welcoming back the ancestors, and so on. Just as he was muttering, a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind: Chen Weizheng was in Xiuming Village. He found the binoculars that Zheng Jian 'er had left in the village and looked. Indeed, he saw Chen Weizheng sitting cross-legged on a large rock in the forest behind the village. It was a helpless and haggard Chen Weizheng, a Chen Weizheng who seemed to have suffered a great blow. He was troubled, struggling, and enduring the torture of his inner demons.

The person Zheng Bolong trusted the most was Zheng Jianyi. He immediately dialed Zheng Jianyi's phone and told Zheng Jianyi what he had seen. Zheng Jianyi told Zheng Bolong not to let anyone disturb Chen Weizheng. He would tell the news to Chen Weizheng's most important person, Liu Yi. Only Liu Yi could untie the knot in his heart.

Today was the fifth day, and it was also the second day since Liu Yi arrived in Xiuming Village. She had successfully walked into Chen Weizheng's sphere of influence. When she hugged Chen Weizheng, who was as helpless as a child, in her arms, Chen Weizheng actually cried like a child. After crying, Chen Weizheng fell asleep on Liu Yi's lap. Liu Yi took out her phone and sent a message to Tang Wei. "What happened? Weizheng is crying."

After receiving the message, the people in Shin Myung Province all heaved a sigh of relief. Wu kept saying, "It's good that he's crying, it's good that he's crying!" Everyone knew what he meant, but it sounded a little awkward.

"India fired two nuclear bombs, and eight million people died in Dhaka. Weizheng is probably blaming himself, thinking that he shouldn't have started this war, "Tang Wei replied.

Liu Yi knew that India fired two nuclear bombs in Dhaka, but she didn't know that eight million people died. However, to her, eight dead people and eight million dead people were the same. They were all dead people, and they shouldn't have died. This responsibility should be shouldered by India. Suddenly, she seemed to have realized something. Did Chen Weizheng kick the two nuclear bombs that were supposed to be headed for Longshan into Dhaka?! She couldn't help but let out a cry as she looked at Chen Weizheng sleeping beside her. She bent down and hugged Chen Weizheng's head.

After some time, Chen Weizheng woke up. He knew that he was sleeping in Liu Yi's arms, and his face was against Liu Yi's full breasts. Liu Yi knew that Chen Weizheng was awake. She sat up straight and looked down at Chen Weizheng lovingly.

"Why are you here?" Chen Weizheng's voice was a little hoarse.

"I'm here the way you're here." Liu Yi said, "His Majesty the King went back to Xiuming Village to rest and found you here. He called Liping's husband and said that you weren't in a good condition. Liping's husband asked me to come over. Weizheng, what happened to you? I've never seen you like this before. You scared me! "

"I threw two nuclear bombs into Dhaka," Chen Weizheng said.

"I guessed so. India is known as a software powerhouse. They shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake, "Liu Yi said.

"When India fired the bombs, I followed them. I picked up two Khmer tree trunks and smashed them on the missiles to change their trajectory. In the end, they landed in Dhaka." Chen Weizheng said, "When the missiles landed, I regretted it. Dhaka is a big city with tens of millions of people. I didn't know how many people would have died. When I saw the two mushroom clouds, I knew that I couldn't change my mistake. I was filled with regret and self-blame. I wanted to find a place to calm down, but I ended up here."

"Hubby, if we didn't bomb other places, the bombs would have landed in Longshan. Instead of blowing up Longshan, why not blow up other places?" Liu Yi was silent for a while before saying, "It would have been better if they landed in an empty space. The bombs landed in Dhaka. You didn't put them there intentionally. Hubby, don't blame yourself too much. "

Chen Weizheng sat up and looked up at the sky. After a while, he said, "I purposely let the nuclear bomb fall on Dhaka. I was very impulsive at that time. It was a simple idea. I only wanted to kill a few birds with one stone. I wanted to drag Bangladesh into this mess and make India a target. Most importantly, I wanted to give Xin Ming enough time to deal with the aftermath in East India. Honey, how many people died in Dhaka? Is there a figure? "

"Eight million," Liu Yi said.

"Eight million!" Chen Weizheng groaned and lowered his head. He closed his eyes and returned to his previous state of helplessness and self-blame.

"Hubby." Liu Yi stood in front of Chen Weizheng and hugged Chen Weizheng. "Eight million dead in Dhaka is better than eight hundred thousand dead in Longshan. Hubby, why don't you know how to calculate this?"

When Chen Weizheng heard Liu Yi's words, he snapped out of his daze and looked at Liu Yi. Eight million was less than eight hundred thousand. The reason why eight million was less than eight hundred thousand was because these eight hundred thousand were his own people. Eight million was just a number. Eight million more or less humans didn't make much of a difference.

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