Chapter 953 I have a dream
Deep underground in the Gaolanshan Radar Station, the rough concrete passage exudes a damp, moldy smell and a cold metallic odor.
Tread-
Major Staff Officer Su Xunyun, with a lingering, sticky smell of blood, hurriedly stopped in front of a thick, lead-gray explosion-proof door.
The cold metal door seemed to absorb all the light and heat.
"Commander...have you rested?" Su Xunyun's voice was extremely low, almost just a breath, as he asked the guard who was standing at the door like a sculpture.
"Su Can, the commander hasn't gone to bed yet." The young guard responded in a low voice, but when his eyes swept across the few barely noticeable dark stains on Su Xunyun's military uniform, his eyes flashed slightly.
Su Xunyun nodded, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and knocked on the cold metal door three times with his knuckles.
Boom! Boom! Boom——
The sound seemed unusually muffled in the narrow passage.
"report!"
"Come in." A low voice came from inside the door, as if squeezed out from deep underground.
Su Xunyun gently pushed open the heavy explosion-proof door, and the door hinges groaned harshly.
The light inside the door was extremely dim. Only an old-fashioned desk lamp on the office desk emitted a dim, flickering candlelight-like glow, barely illuminating the small area.
Huge shadows twisted and swayed on the walls, and the wide backs of leather office chairs almost swallowed up the people sitting inside.
Gao Zhikai's tall body was now incredibly thin, like a wind-dried skeleton barely supporting his military uniform, sunk deeply into the chair.
He closed his eyes and lowered his head slightly, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Everything... is done?" Gao Zhikai's voice was like a dream talk, with a hint of tiredness and hoarseness.
As his nostrils twitched slightly, the fresh smell of blood in the air obviously did not escape his bestial sense of smell.
"Yes, Chief." Su Xunyun stood at attention, his voice steady but with a hint of tension that was barely noticeable:
"All targets have been terminated and their identities verified one by one."
He took half a step forward, leaned forward slightly, and placed a thin booklet with a few dark red fingerprints on it respectfully under the light on the edge of the desk with both hands.
"In addition....I unexpectedly learned that this batch of veterans from the 77th Corps who returned to Gan Province is not the only one. There are nearly more who have dispersed to various cities in our province...This is the preliminary list."
Gao Zhikai's eyelids slowly opened a crack, his cloudy eyeballs reflected a faint yellow light in the dim light, and he glanced coldly at the list.
Then, the gap quickly closed again, as if looking at it any longer would be a burden.
"Ugh--"
A long, heavy sigh, as if carrying the entire northwest loess, came from deep in his chest.
"They are all... soldiers who have shed blood and suffered injuries for their country..." His voice seemed to contain a trace of sadness:
"How could I bear to...kill him?"
The tail of the sigh had not yet dissipated, and his tone suddenly rose, with a kind of excitement and unquestionable:
"But! For the future of this barren land in the northwest! For the millions of fellow countrymen who are still struggling to survive! Someone must sacrifice!"
His voice echoed in the dim room, with a paranoia that bordered on religious fanaticism:
"Their blood will not be shed in vain! This is to fulfill my mission, Gao Zhikai! It is also to fulfill the greatness of the future of Northwest China!"
Before he finished speaking, Gao Zhikai suddenly opened his eyes!
The pair of eyes sunken in the eye sockets suddenly emitted a terrifying light at this moment, like two will-o'-the-wisp fires lit in the darkness, filled with ambition to burn everything and naked aspirations!
"Snapped--"
The commander of the 76th Army Corps, Gao Zhikai, slammed his skinny hands heavily on the table, using the force to prop up his emaciated body, his loose military uniform dangling empty.
He took a step forward and leaned forward. His face, which looked like a skull and had high cheekbones due to his extreme thinness, was almost in front of Su Xunyun!
The crazy eyes locked onto Su Xunyun's eyes, and the hot breath with the smell of blood sprayed on Su Xunyun's face:
"Xunyun! Do you know?!"
"I have a dream! A once-in-a-lifetime dream bestowed by the end of the world!" His voice was sharp and trembling with excitement. "I want to lead the Northwest! Lead this bitter and cold land! On the ruins of the end of the world! Make it great again!"
He opened his arms, as if to embrace an illusory future:
"Did you see this? This is the end of the world! How can it be a punishment from heaven? It is clearly a great fortune bestowed by heaven on me in the northwest!"
"Rich resources! A stable environment where blood is no longer drained! Unrestricted room for development! This! Is the chosen place in the northwest that God has given me!"
"The Northwest is not prosperous! This is unacceptable!"
He swung his arm downwards, pointing into the void, as if accusing an invisible enemy:
"But look at those old coffins in the war zone! What are they doing?! They are indecisive! They are wavering! They are clinging to those rules and regulations that should have been swept into the garbage dump of history long ago!"
"Times have changed! Everything has turned upside down! But they are still clinging to their old ways! They are simply the sinners of the Northwest!"
Gao Zhikai's violent breathing sounded like a bellows, his voice distorted by extreme anger and contempt:
"Construction Corps? What is that?!"
"A completely castrated production organization that has degenerated to the point where they only know how to dig the soil and plant crops! A bunch of useless people who only know how to eat and wait to die!"
"For a few worthless lives! For that ridiculous bit of 'human relations'! They could drag on for so long! Lose the opportunity! Waste resources! It's simply stupid!"
Gao Zhikai's skinny fingers trembled violently with excitement, and he chopped hard in the air, as if he wanted to cut off some shackles:
"If I were in power, the fat of the Construction Corps should have been thrown into the furnace of Northwest Revitalization and burned to ashes!"
His shrunken chest rose and fell violently, and his vocal cords scraped against each other with a metallic noise: "Half a year! More than two hundred days and nights! Those old guys turned Northwest China into a pot of half-cooked rice!"
"If we can't even produce enough bullets and food, how can we talk about recovering our country?!"
Under the dim light, Gao Zhikai's sharp eagle-like eyes suddenly looked at the map of Zhou Bang hanging in front of him:
"Right now, the zombie tide is gnawing at the golden coffin of the Southeast Enterprise Association and besieging the center of the Divine Capital - if we don't seize the destiny now, when will we?!"
"Therefore, we must do our best to block the news of the 77th Legion. If we fail, the only thing left is to destroy Lanzhou. We are fighting for our lives!"
As Gao Zhikai clenched the blood-stained list in his dry hands, brown spots oozed out of the paper in his palms. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, full of contempt:
"Those clay Buddhas in the army are still dreaming of using these lonely ghosts to check and balance me? They don't know what the killer weapon I hold in my hand is!"
"When the day comes when I drink from the Yellow River, let's see whose bones will be used to support the throne of the Northwest!!"
Bang-!
As the words fell, Gao Zhikai clenched his fist!
Su Xunyun, who was standing still, was awakened by the huge crashing sound. This was the first time he saw the true face of the leader—not the usual sinister and sick tiger, but a glutton that could tear human skin!
But that bloody vision was so burning:
When the construction corps' mountain-like grain stacks roared along the railway...
When the soldiers fighting on the front line don't have to worry about food...
When all the dirty necessities have a bright name...
...
The winner is the king, and then you and your family will have a bright future!
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"Hunting down the retired soldiers of the 77th Corps who entered Gan Province with all our strength. Before we capture Lanzhou, we must not let the news of the 77th Corps leak out!"
"Yes!"
"Also tell the entire army that the rest time is over. From now on, regardless of casualties, attack with all your might! I want to go to the front lines and personally supervise the battle!!"
"Yes!"
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ps: This is an imaginary world, don't substitute it into reality. I use the real template just because it is simpler, you don't have to think of many place names, and it is easier for everyone to have a concept...
The population and territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty doubled, and there was a royal family. It was completely different from the reality. The thoughts were not a set system. It was not like what some book friends said, that they were smearing a certain place or why they were making dumplings with vinegar...
Once again, the Great Zhou was not armed with advanced ideas. It was a modern country with Zhou traditional culture, a special historical legacy of the royal family, and Zhou characteristics...
Please take this into consideration, dear readers!
