The atmosphere at the scene suddenly condensed to a freezing point that was enough to confine everything.

A faint sadness that was not paid attention to others was slowly flashed deep in Lin Xiang's tough and fierce eyes.

The lieutenant was right, and the days when he was half hungry and half full at any time and could not predict whether he could still eat the next meal, it really made people feel uncontrollable panic all the time.

Not the entire wasteland world is starving. If the Red Republican Army and the Skeleton Knights relax all food reserves, unified management of all survivors, and rationally allocate freshwater, energy, fuel and other resources, although the glorious civilization of the old era has long fallen, human beings can at least continue to reproduce while satisfying food and clothing.

However, they can never do so.

As long as there is still a struggle for interests in this world, and as long as power disputes still rule the mind, chaos and war will never disappear.

Although time has passed, the bad habits and social filth of human beings still exist.

Lin Xiang suddenly felt a moment of confusion for a few seconds. Before he knew it, he was also standing at the peak of ignoring life and fighting for power. That's right, all the powerful people repeatedly claimed that justice was on their side, and without exception criticized the opponent's plot, darkness, and sin. Regardless of whether all this was true or false, the result of the fight was always covered with thick layers of dry bones at the bottom of the pyramid of power.

Can I give up my dreams deep in my heart, put my hands in blood, and use countless heads to achieve unparalleled fame that hundreds of millions of people are paying attention to?

Whenever Lin Xiang thinks of this, he will always feel chilled.

However, I really have no reason to give up.

This is the choice.

Lin Xiang quietly looked at the angry lieutenant and said lightly: "Put down the gun. You shouldn't be involved in this matter."

The lieutenant pushed the insurance away with a "click" and the fluctuations in Xiong's abdomen became increasingly louder and louder, as if he was staring at Lin Xiang by an angry bull, without any intention of retreating.

The dust raised at the end of the road in the distance became denser. The tires rubbed against the ground and the harsh sound of brakes intersected with each other. The metal collisions from the steel tracks of heavy combat vehicles, the noisy shouts and footsteps, all of which showed that the Second Infantry Regiment had dispatched a large number of troops to completely encircle the base in the future.

"Everyone puts down his gun, I can do nothing to pursue it."

Lin Xiang glanced at the officers and soldiers standing around and participated in the looting, and said seriously: "Enough, this matter has ended here. Let's leave immediately before I changed my mind."

"You dream" the lieutenant roared with all his strength, and his fingers holding the gun handle, instinctively wanted to pull them down with force. At this moment, the colonel standing next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled him back, staggered back a few steps, and barely stood firm while holding the side skirt of the armored vehicle.

There was no change in the mood on the colonel's face, as if it was covered with frost, but anyone could feel anger lurking under the cold face, which could explode at any time.

"If fifty tons of supplies are too much, then we can cut some of the amount. Forty tons, twenty tons" or five tons?"

The colonel changed his previous tough attitude of using force as a threat, and his tone became gentle. Among them, there was even an almost begging element.

Lin Xiang looked at him silently.

The colonel is tall but thin.

Not only him, but all the soldiers standing nearby looked quite thin.

Long-term malnutrition has made these people's skin yellow and blue, with almost no subcutaneous fat, thick joints, and deep eye sockets. Perhaps because they felt that they could get some of the scales from the logistics base, they released their eyes of hope and desire. However, when the focus of their pupils gathered from all directions to Lin Xiang, they immediately changed into hatred and despair.

Anger and fear.

If Lin Xiang is just an officer in the ordinary sense.

If "this is not the range of the red republic army's nose force, but a settlement under the Longteng Empire.

If these people are civilians under their rule, then this emergencies will be two completely different outcomes.

However, many things in this world cannot have "if"

This uncertain premise exists. Without this batch of supplies, it would not attract the attention of the senior executives of the Third Army, and it would be even more impossible to attract Qi Yue's attention to himself. Whether it is tough or arrogant, cold-blooded or cruel, no one can see him or her from any perspective, and the plan must not be changed.

Even if everyone starves to death, I must achieve my goal. Lin Xiang's eyes are as clear as water, without a trace of boom.

"You are so stupid." He sighed softly, and he pulled open the leather holster at his waist, took the "Ti Liuhui" pistol with a thick exit diameter, raised it, raised it flat, aiming at the colonel's eyebrows. His fingers gently pulled the bent part of the trigger, tightened slightly, and slowly let it go.

Lin Xiang wanted to order the logistics supervisor to open the warehouse to allocate all the supplies publicly. However, reason told him that the result of this would lead to the complete in vain of all the hard work he had done before. Although he was not sure what kind of considerations were taken by Xinjing to issue this huge amount of supplies according to the application form, he could vaguely guess that the committee leader Li Yifeng might have acted like this because he wanted to take the opportunity to divide and disintegrate the troops under the Third Army. However, in this way, he pushed himself to the forefront of the focal points of various contradictions.

Yin plots, plots, attacks from behind all these dirty and despicable means, which can't have any effect on Lin Xiang at all~

He has a huge empire with a population of over 10 million, and has a combat power far exceeding that of ordinary troops. He is composed entirely of advanced psychics. Even in all the hidden information, in the worst case, he can escape with his strong personal combat power.

After all, the reason why he hides his whereabouts and sneaks into the Red Republic Army alone is...

Just those friends who have been isolated for hundreds of years and have shared life and death.

The pistol was raised again, "the cold black sè scope hole slowly brought the colonel's firm and steady face into the middle of the cross star. However, Lin Xiang's hand holding the gun was shaking involuntarily. As the sway became larger and larger, the muzzle was shaking like a sieve.

If the man standing in front of him was a white-skinned European or African-American black man, then Lin Xiang would not have thought too much and had already pulled the trigger.

To kill someone, you must know the object.

Lin Xiang has no psychological burden for non-Asian races. Just like what he did in the Black Prison Emperor Capital, he used cruel means to kill thousands of imperial military families, hung all the bodies high on the top of wooden poles, and erected violent, cruel, cold-blooded along both sides of the road. But in Lin Xiang's view, all this is an indispensable scrutiny action. In the wasteland world without the framework of morality, the most effective way to shock rebellion and hostility is to kill.

The colonel is an Asian.

Not only him, but all the officers and soldiers standing opposite each other have the same yellow skin as themselves, "black eyes". Lin Xiang didn't know what kind of management methods the Red Sè Republic would adopt for foreign immigrants? But these people undoubtedly used the human genes of the old era as the basis, or were direct descendants born naturally. They are their own people, the descendants of the one who survived the nuclear war of destruction of the world.

Lin Xiang couldn't do anything, he could kill any object of resistance without any scruples, but he could not shoot at his fellow tribe.

He slowly raised his head and focused his attention on the colonel again. A trace of pale flashed across Lin Xiang's calm face. His whole thinking was deeply entangled between pain and reason. The violently contracted nerves touched the muscles, causing the corners of the eyes, mouth and eyebrows, such as the most sensitive parts, to twitch slightly.

"No, don't, please, please, please, please, I'm"

Lin Xiang's black gaze swept across the colonel's body. He moved his sore and stiff arms, and roared in a mechanically rigid but rapid and helpless voice.

The last four words were almost bitten out from the gaps in the teeth.

It is extremely rare to say such words from a political and supervisory committee member. All the people present were shocked. They even had the subconscious illusion that "the officer in black who spoke was not a human at all, but was forced into a desperate situation." He was seriously injured and dying, but he was unwilling to sit and wait for death, and he could fight back against the terrifying hungry beast that devoured people at any time.

The colonel instinctively took a few steps back until the moment the vest came into contact with the armored vehicle parked behind him, and he returned to normal. He was very surprised that Lin Xiang would actually say such a nose at such a time. In his impression, only the political and supervisory committee members threatened others, not to mention seeing such an extremely desperate appearance, not to mention that they had never heard of it.

After a trance of thought, the colonel suddenly had an extremely strange thought. Even he himself couldn't tell whether it was the actual scene captured by his eyes or the fantasy that arose in his subconscious mind. He seemed to "see" Lin Xiang's eyes that were flashing with crystal bright light, there was a sadness and sadness that could not be explained in words and could only be vaguely captured.

"bottle"

The colonel subconsciously wanted to ask questions, but the lieutenant standing next to him took two steps forward, still pointed his gun at Lin Xiang, and roared like thunder: "Enough, this is a waste of time. Open the warehouse! Open the warehouse now! We need food, we need food."

"Bang"

The warhead swirled out from the depths of the black muzzle, and brought a hot flame that was difficult to detect in the thin air, which then dissipated, forming a straight light mark, whistling into the colonel's eyebrows and penetrated into the forehead, leaving a circular hole that was quickly filled with muscles, fat and nerve tissue. The powerful energy that could not be released exploded in the skull cavity, lifting up the hard skull high, and the soft flesh and blood were completely boiled by boiling water. Under the urging of force, it splashed everywhere, pulling the colonel's strong and tall body and leaning heavily backwards. The whole person's back pressed against the wall of the armored vehicle, forming a bright and bloody red and white huā on the cold, hard and flat steel deck.

The colonel raised his hands in the air, as if he wanted to pull up his completely exploded head. The body that had lost control could only be leaned against the armored vehicle. After a few seconds, it slowly tilted downward and slipped next to the huge and thick wheels. The two muscular tui trembled slightly, but it had no meaning anymore.

The sudden change almost shocked everyone.

They stared blankly at the colonel's body that was constantly twitching under the traction of the remaining nerves. "It seemed that they could not believe that this was true until now.

Lin Xiang still maintained a standing position that had never moved at all, and the gun in his hand was still aiming at the position where the colonel was a few seconds ago. A wisp of smoke slowly drifted away from the thick muzzle, emitting the smoke and breath of death that the soldiers were most familiar with and would never want to face.

"You, you bastard," suddenly, the lieutenant with a dull expression jumped up like a mentally ill patient who was stabbing violently. While grabbing the assault rifle in his hand, he roared angrily at Lin Xiang at the top of his lungs: "You, did you actually kill him? You dare to shoot

...I want your life."

"Are you crazy? Stop it,"

Several soldiers standing beside him rushed forward, pressed his shoulder hard, and snatched the gun in his hand hard. At the same time, the support troops on the periphery continued to compress inward, and the various regiments rushing into the base became frightened, and bursts of noisy and chaotic screams and discussions were made.

The lieutenant who was pressed to the ground struggled to death, five or six minutes later, "He had completely exhausted the last trace of his strength, like a dehydrated and suffocating fish, lying slowly in the middle of the dirty dust. He noticed that the other party no longer resisted, and the sergeants who pressed him also let go of their hands and stood silently around the colonel who had lost his head. Although they all lowered their heads, their trembling backs and constantly shaking arm muscles emitted speechless anger.

Almost everyone was staring at Lin Xiang with extremely resentful eyes." However, they did not move at all. Everyone knew clearly in their hearts,

The political and supervisory committee members have the power of life and death to be executed without trial, and they cannot confront them no matter what.

Dare to violate the orders of the Political and Supervisory Commission is to oppose the great leader and oppose the National Socialist Party. It is a rebellion that must be punished by death.

Lin Xiang stood in place with a blank expression, with no emotion in his black jade-like pupils. His frozen eyes were like those who had lost their focus. He could not find any regret, arrogance, complacentness or similarity, which could represent the information that expresses his inner world at this moment. The whole person was like a cold and lifeless sculpture, hard and indifferent, "very weird, but also fearful."

No one noticed that in the depths of those shiver-like eyes, two drops of warm and salty tears suddenly surged, but in an instant, they were retracted by some irresistible powerful force. No one could capture it except Lin Xiang himself, and it was even more impossible to notice it. Only he himself understood that just now, the softest part in his heart was being pricked and hit by something that could never be expressed in words.

The command of the 34th Division is located in the hilly area northwest of Tiefeng City. There are not many buildings here, and the defense power is even stricter than that of the Second Infantry Regiment. In addition to the light and dark fire points and the complex number of reinforced concrete structure warning towers, there are even two amazing electromagnetic cannons inside some underground passages that cannot be observed with the naked eye.

The division commander Huang Bin is a tall and strong soldier who was marked with the "standard" and every line on his face is as tight as a steel wire. Because he has received reinforcement potion transformation, although he is over fifty years old, he actually looks only in his early forties.

His mutant ability is not too strong, and he only has a physique that is comparable to the fourth-level strengthening standard. However, being able to have the rank of major general and sitting in the position of master is based on his strength, not just a big fist, capable of hitting. His mind, wisdom, and command ability are also very important.

It is difficult for the division command office to keep quiet. Reports, requests and documents from various subordinate units need to be reviewed and signed. Officers of different classes need to be accepted. Tasks are assigned and even during night breaks, guards will disrupt sleep, bringing various problems and news that must be dealt with as soon as possible.

Standing in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looking silently at the civilians working on the desolate plain in the distance, no one knew what Huang Bin was thinking at this moment. However, his frowning brows and his facial muscles that were obviously biting hard, betrayed the violent and anger that continued to swell in his mind, which could burst at any time.

Regardless of whether the officers and soldiers of the Second Infantry Regiment were wrong, they dared to shoot a colonel in front of everyone. This was simply a contempt for himself, Chiluoluo.

Yes, the Political and Supervision Commission does have the right to execute without reporting.

But that was in Xinjing, in other areas under the control of the Red Republican Army.

Where is this place?

Western Military Region.

The Third Army.

With hundreds of thousands of elite troops, he dared to challenge Xinjing, and even the leader of Weijiao had to give in a few points.
Chapter completed!