Wind Rises in Dragon City

Inside the Desola Administration Building.

Outside the window, there were bursts of gunfire and shouts of killing, and the whole building trembled continuously.

"Clatter!"

Some hanging ornaments on the wall were shaken and fell off, and the wine bottles in the cabinet also fell and smashed to pieces on the ground.

Bahia Joe was unmoved, took a bottle of his favorite red wine, slowly poured a glass of wine for the chief of staff, and then sat on the sofa next to him.

Hearing the non-stop gunfire outside, he knew in his heart that everything indicated that tonight, the era of the Red Hat military government's rule was coming to an end.

Bahia Joe looked at the flickering lights above his head, and his eye circles couldn't help but a little red. After a long pause, he asked, "Have Shanna and the others left?"

The chief of staff paused for a moment, and said slowly: "Yes, they already left when the war started, and now I don't know where they went."

Bahia Joe let out a long sigh, and couldn't help but sighed: "We have fought all our lives, maybe it's time to be with our family... You should be with them. And I, at this moment, should be with my soldiers. .”

The chief of staff looked at him without speaking.

When Bahiacho heard this, he slowly closed his eyes. After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "I thought about a lot... including when we were sixteen or seventeen years old, we just joined the Red Hat Army."

The Chief of Staff couldn't help showing a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "It was really a beautiful time... Although our lives are in danger at any time, we are not bound by rights."

Hearing this, both of them couldn't help falling into silence.

After a while, Bahiacho stood up slowly, and said with a hint of determination: "It's time to end this."

Hearing this, the chief of staff also stood up, looked at him firmly and said, "At this time, I should stand with you, my comrade in arms."

Bahia Joe turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Not just a comrade in arms, you are my best friend."

After finishing speaking, the two hugged each other heavily, and then they left the safe room with red wine glasses in hand.

…

In the corridor outside the door, a large number of people gathered. These people all looked anxious, and they were busy coming in and out.

"Chief..."

When Bahia Joe came out, everyone fell silent and looked at him in unison. These people, either ragged or disheveled, have all been devastated by the battlefield, and everyone looks very embarrassed.

Bahia Joe glanced slowly over the crowd and nodded towards them.

Everyone consciously gave way to the sides, leaving a spacious passage.

Under the gaze of everyone, Bahiacho walked towards the communication room together with the chief of staff, holding a glass of red wine.

Many core generals had already read something from the chief's eyes, and immediately followed behind him silently.

After entering the communication room, Bahiacho waved his hand to let the communication soldier step aside, and stood in front of the terminal by himself. After a full pause of more than ten seconds, he stretched out his hand and pressed the call button.

He smiled and said in his calmest and heartiest voice: "Soldiers, I am your commander-in-chief Bahiacho."

The originally noisy communication channel suddenly fell silent, and everyone listened quietly to his speech.

Bahia Joe paused and continued: "This is a farewell power-up. Your chief is dying. Apart from me, no more soldiers should die in this war. All turmoil is over. ...goodbye, my soldiers."

The moment he let go of the communicator, the sound of gunfire outside suddenly began to drop sharply, and the sound quickly diminished.

At this moment, it seemed that all counterattacks did not exist.

Bahia Joe stood there with his back to the crowd, his figure was indescribably lonely. After thinking for a long time, he turned around, slowly pulled out his gun, and at the same time raised the red wine glass in his hand to everyone.

Seeing this scene, all the core generals in the communication room saluted him with solemn expressions.

Bahia Joe drank the red wine in the glass, gently placed the glass on the table next to him, then aimed at his temple, his fingers shook slightly, and decisively pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Bahiacho fell to the ground. Blood spattered and splashed on the wall of the communication room.

The moment he fell down, it was as if he was dreaming back to his sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance.

At that time, the Little Ice Age had just ended, and like most children, he was hesitant and confused. In order to have a full meal, he picked up a gun, joined the ranks of the rebel army, and started his military and political career.

When he gradually gained power in the mid-term, he was also full of ambition, thinking about doing something for his hometown and his nation. It's a pity that in his later years, what he cares more about is power and the continuation of his leadership position.

After a gunshot, the merits and demerits of his life were left to future generations to comment.

Thirty seconds later, there was intense gunfire in the communication room.

More than a dozen core generals, after Bahiacho committed suicide, all committed suicide with guns. They left their lives in Desola, instead of being a prisoner of war, they used death to face their opponents who had fought against them for more than twenty years.

…

Ten minutes later, the flag of the Red Hat Army in front of the administrative building was burned and the flagpole was cut down.

"Boom!"

The moment the flagpole fell, it meant that everything was over. All the soldiers of the Red Hat Army surrendered, and the entire Desola was immediately taken over by the old Mexican coalition forces.

Su Tianyu led people to search all the places around the administrative building, but they couldn't find Kang Dinghuang. The man disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.

This is a great pity tonight, but there is no way. In such a huge battlefield, trying to accurately find a person is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

At the same time, not far away, in a trench, when they saw the flagpole fall, many soldiers showed disbelief in their eyes.

"Victory! We won!"

"Finally the fight is over!"

After a moment of silence, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded on the battlefield. The soldiers on the outer battlefield all hugged each other and wept!

In this long war, they lost too many friends, comrades in arms, and even relatives. Fortunately, in the end, Lao Mo won this war, and Bahia Joe's government finally came to an end and became a piece of history.

From now on, Lao Mo is unified! The cloud of war gradually dissipated, and a dawn gradually ushered in the sky!

…

With a cigarette in his mouth, Lao Qian curled up in a bomb crater, gritted his teeth, and finally asked for his mobile phone back.

With trembling fingers, he made a video call with his wife.

In the picture, a little boy is holding his mobile phone, blinking his eyes and asking, "Dad, why did you change the badge on your shoulder?"

Old Qian smiled and said with tears, "Your father has been promoted! I am now the chief of staff of the brigade!"

"Oh!" The little boy responded half-understanding. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

On the screen, the wife picked up the child and asked worriedly, "Husband, how is the situation over there?"

Lao Qian immediately said: "It's over! Lao Mo's war is finally over!"

Hearing this, the wife let out a long breath.

…

In the outer waters of Desola, on an old fishing boat.

Kang Dinghuang was lying in the cabin, hit by shrapnel in the chest and abdomen, bleeding profusely. He was dying, and when he heard the sound of guns and guns in the distance gradually subsided, his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

On the boat, a medical soldier came over and was about to inject Kang Dinghuang with anesthesia.

At this moment, Kang Dinghuang slowly opened his eyes, and said in an extremely weak voice: "Tong...inform Commander Wang...Old Mo's defeat, Dragon City has changed...We must let the first district fully support Dragon City...otherwise ten years of hard work will be in vain ..."