Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As expected, the negotiations in Chengdu Plain became the wishful thinking of the government officials. Trying to stop the Pakistanis in this way was either naive or childish. It was more like ignorance. It was the greatest misfortune of China's people to be governed by these ignorant people.
The torrent of 20 million people could not be stopped just like that. Moreover, even if the other party had a request for negotiation, they had to find someone who would keep his word. In this vast sea of people, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack to find who was the leader and who to talk to.
However, a gentleman could not say that he had no power, but a villain could not say that he had no food. The international friends who rushed out from the Western Sichuan Plateau had long been attracted by the fragrance of the rice in Chengdu Plain. If they were given a big meal right away, they might be able to come up with something after three days. However, when negotiating with a group of international friends who were so hungry that their eyes turned blue and only recognized food, Chen Weizheng couldn't help but think that the domestic officials were very talented and had a creative spirit. They knew everything, but they did not know what people were.
Chen Weizheng watched more and more people gather in the finger movement. He said to Liu Yi, "The only result of this kind of negotiation is to turn the hundreds of kilometers long snake formation into a concentrated big fist. When the time comes, it will be more powerful."
"Don't the domestic people know this principle?" Liu Yi asked.
They knew, but they did not care. Because even if the other party turned into a concentrated big fist and attacked, the people who would suffer the impact would not be them, but the ordinary people. After the people were severely hurt, their job was to take this as the mother of success, summarize it, and then find the son of success. As for how the ordinary people suffered and how they would live in the future, it was not within their scope of consideration.
Why was it like this? Liu Yi asked again.
It should be attributed to their great spirit of sacrifice and exploration. Of course, sacrifice was to sacrifice others. It was fine to sacrifice oneself. Chen Weizheng said, "This is what they often say. Follow the footsteps of the martyrs, bury the bodies of the martyrs, wipe the bloodstains on the body, take the flag of the martyrs, and continue to move forward." We think too much. When faced with the Pakistanis, our first instinct is to stop them, to not let them enter our territory, to not let them harm our people. However, domestic officials were different. First, they considered how to satisfy the international community. Second, they would use political means to make them stop. Then, they would solve the key problem. They always considered problems from their own point of view and would never consider the other party's point of view. In the past, if you did not accept his ideas, he would be very angry. He would think that you were a counter-revolutionary and an enemy of the people who had to be suppressed. Later on, they also realized this problem and called it leaning to the left. However, they had never thought that just because they leaned to the left, a large number of talents would disappear. For example, Wang Zuo, Yuan Wencai, Wan Xixian, Xu Jishen, Cai Shenxi, Duan Dechang, Ceng Zhongsheng … There was one person you definitely knew. It was Li Mingrui from the movie "Hundred Color Uprising."
Hubby, no wonder you don't like politics. Politics is really complicated. Liu Yi said. Then why did they keep on exploring? Isn't it good to have a tenacious spirit of exploration? Doesn't society need this kind of exploration to move forward?
Because until now, they still did not know what they wanted to achieve. Their theory founders did not say, their theory promoters also did not say. They could only explore generation by generation. This kind of exploration could not be said to be bad. The problem was that in this kind of exploration, the people were tired! Today was east and tomorrow was west. They were at a loss of what to do. Let's not talk about this anymore. Look at the screen, the impact was about to start!
Spectacular! Too spectacular! It was like a huge ant colony suddenly branching out into countless dense branches and exploring toward Chengdu, which was 30 kilometers away. The highway became the largest branch. Railways, roads, and even paddy fields and dry land became the paths under the feet of the international friends. Chen Weizheng, who was in mid-air, suddenly felt his scalp go numb. It seemed that Chengdu would soon become the second Lan Zhou.
When the crowd entered the urban-rural fringe, Chen Weizheng saw the figure of a jeep in the sky. He was startled. This time, there was a show to watch. He hurriedly moved his finger higher to prevent himself from being hit by the jeeps in the sky. Thousands of jeeps in the sky arrived above the crowd in two minutes. They threw the Jiang Long19 grenades into the crowd like they were throwing out garbage. Then, they immediately returned. In the sky, Chen Weizheng saw mushroom clouds emerge from the crowd. He could also see some people flying high in the sky and being thrown far away.
Liu Yi smiled and said to Chen Weizheng, "You've miscalculated. They're not as bored as you say. This is a planned and premeditated massacre. First, they'll gather everyone together so that they won't kill all over the place. It'll be troublesome to clean up."
Chen Weizheng pursed his lips and did not say anything. It seemed that he had really miscalculated this time.
This was from the corner of the screen. They saw the figures of armored vehicles. From the front, left, and right, there were thousands of tanks and armored vehicles rushing toward the crowd.
Chen Weizheng said, "Let's go back!"
"I'm not watching anymore!" Liu Yi said.
"I'm not watching anymore."
"Why?"
"The taste of what is coming is too strong. I can't stand it."
"Why?" Liu Yi still had not seen the tanks.
"What do you think will happen when thousands of tanks run over the crowd? What do you think will happen? Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, leaving only the fragrance of old?" Chen Weizheng said mischievously.
Only then did Liu Yi see the tanks coming from three directions. He said, "I don't want to watch. Let's go!"
After returning to Shin Myung Province, the two of them walked down from the pagoda and arrived at the hall. They found a group of people watching the live broadcast. The armored vehicles ran over the crowd as if they were shaving their heads. Every rut was a human ditch, every rut was a corpse, and every rut was a pool of blood.
The blood gathered on the ground and turned into a deep black liquid. Then, it slowly flowed to an even lower place.
The tank did not open fire, nor did it open fire. It simply rolled over wherever it saw the most people. Blood dyed the tracks and the steel plates red. The rapidly moving tank did not kick up dust, but blood droplets and pieces of human flesh.
The Pakistanis were running in all directions, but how could they outrun the tanks? Soon, they were swept under the tanks with their doubts, their despair, and their disbelief. Perhaps they had never thought that the Chinese would really raise their butcher's knife to them one day.
Even a veteran like Shen Zhong felt a little disgusted. As for the others, they had already run to the side to vomit!
Chen Weizheng looked helplessly at Liu Yi. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Everyone present was shocked. When did these two people's tastes become so strong?
"So, if you can't bear it anymore, you don't have to bear it anymore. The day will finally come when you can't bear it anymore." Shen Zhong said to Chen Weizheng. During this time, he had been very silent. He was worried about the situation in China. The killing in Western Sichuan finally opened his heart. It was as if he breathed a sigh of relief and became lively again.
"I feel a little surprised. This is not the usual style in China." The one who spoke was Tang Wei. This guy was from the special forces and was very used to blood and flesh. However, this kind of large scale bloodshed was still beyond his tolerance. He cursed, "Damn it, killing is just killing. Why did they have to kill so much? It's a little too much!"
"It's not too much. Only this way is more concise. In terms of killing and dealing with, after the New Year, this land will definitely grow a lot of food." This cold-blooded voice was very surprising. It was Wu. This person believed in Buddhism and had never approved of killing. To be able to express it like this, it showed that he completely could not accept what the Pakistanis had done in China during this time. When you came to other people's territory, you should accept other people's management. You should not treat other people's hospitality as easy to bully and expand your own demands. There was only one result of doing so, and that was to bring about your own destruction.
Just as he was about to speak, the phone rang. Chief Jing passed the phone over and said, "Your Majesty, it's Chief of Staff Ye from China."
"Weizheng, this time it's awe-inspiring enough! This time it's enough to piss your pants! This time it's bloodthirsty! This time it's enough to kill the Pakistanis! "Before Chen Weizheng could speak, Ye Fengchun's words shot out like a machine gun.
Chen Weizheng did not flatter Ye Fengchun. He only said lightly, "If you knew that there would be such a day, you should have done this when these Pakistanis entered Khunjerapur. Don't you think it's a little late to do this when half of China's people are unable to return home? "
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