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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters kill half, keep half

Freedom is one of the ideals that all living things pursue throughout their lives.

It can be compared to the so-called freedom of the Indian Empire.

The price paid by the martyrs of Zhongzhou was sacrifice and character.

The freedom we want to pursue is the equality of all living beings, the freedom of harmony, and the freedom of all living beings, rather than depriving others of their lives for the sake of their own life, death and freedom like the so-called freedom of the Indian Empire.

Their freedom is whether they live or die.

Our freedom is our death and his life.

One is selfish freedom.

One is the freedom of giving.

No wonder the generals of Zhongzhou laughed out loud when they saw the chaotic retreat of the Indian Empire Free State, with internal fighting at war.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath of cigarette, raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and murmured: "There is still one last minute."

The last minute is the countdown for the armies on the left and right sides to close together, and it is also the last time left for the eight million Indian Emperor troops to survive.

Once the armies on the left and right sides are completely connected, it will form a hell prison of life and death. Coupled with the uninterrupted bombing by the air force led by Hong He, the Indian army trapped in the encirclement will eventually be slowly worn to death.

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The Indian generals also knew this truth well, so everyone rushed to the escape hatch with sweat on their faces.

The Indian soldiers who escaped from the encirclement felt like they had been given a new lease of life.

But the Indian soldiers who were still in the encirclement looked even more like crazy.

Someone drove the chariot to a speed of 400 miles, roaring crazily, and hit and killed all the foot soldiers in front of him. He didn't care how many comrades were strangled by the wheels of the chariot.

Some senior officers asked aircraft carriers and fighter jets to pick them up, but when they came here, even if they were lucky enough to avoid the attack of the flamingos, they could not avoid the madness of ordinary soldiers.

We are all human beings, why can you get on the plane but we can’t? No, I will drag you off even if you die!

The fate of most senior officers who wanted to escape on fighter planes was to have their followers killed by ordinary soldiers and occupy the cabin. However, the fate of these ordinary soldiers was also to be killed by other soldiers, and the vicious cycle started over and over again.

Everyone lost their minds in order to survive. They were as crazy as demons. When they were red-eyed, they even killed the fighter pilots.

As a result, most of the incoming fighter planes that escaped the Zhongzhou Air Force's sniper attacks were basically destroyed in the hands of their own soldiers. Either the pilots were killed, or the entire cabin was filled with corpses, or they finally took off after untold hardships, only to be killed.

Envious and angry ordinary soldiers tied bombs to themselves and blew up the plane suicidally.

Everyone seems to be adhering to one principle, that is, either let me live and embrace freedom, or everyone will die together. Even if I die, I will drag you to death with me!

The evil of human nature has completely distorted the meaning of freedom.

Countless flags depicting freedom were trampled into the soil, stained with blood and footprints, like broken plum branches in the winter snow.

Bai Xiao laughed even more mockingly: "Freedom, you don't deserve to talk about freedom. If freedom is like you, then sunshine is darkness, then fairness is bullying, and the two sides of the world are against the will of heaven. It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous..."

Last minute.

The death clock keeps counting down.

The encirclement gap on the left and right sides of Zhongzhou is getting smaller and smaller.

Many Indian soldiers who had rushed to the gap in the encirclement saw that the gap was getting smaller and smaller, and they wanted to rush out of the encirclement like crazy. In the next second, they were beaten into mud by dense swords and guns.

Finally, as the thunderous footsteps of the flash flood stopped abruptly, the millions of Zhongzhou troops on the left and right finally completed the encirclement.

Steel guns were pointed at the Indian soldiers in the encirclement.

A sword stained with blood glowed with cold light and killing intent.

A pair of eyes filled with hatred.

The body of a soldier looks like a wolf or a tiger.

Finally, the more than six million Indian soldiers who had not had time to retreat recovered from their crazy escape mood.

As for the Indian soldiers who have escaped from the encirclement, there are also a lot of them, up to more than 1.3 million.

"Get ready." Bai Xiao shook the blood from the hilt of his sword and said to the generals: "Four million soldiers are surrounding us. Red Crane is leading one million, and there are more than two million soldiers left. You can take them and kill them all."

All Indian soldiers who escaped from the encirclement will be arrested. If they dare to resist, they will be killed without reporting it!"

The generals saluted one after another: "Yes!"

After leaving, all the generals had cold smiles on their lips, gearing up, and their eyes were burning with fire.

"Hey, I, Old Liu, have spoken out. If there are hundreds of thousands of Indian soldiers who want to resist, I, Old Liu, will kill them all. Don't be jealous."

"Go away, why did you kill hundreds of thousands of people? I will report you with your real name for engaging in malicious monopoly, and you will get at least 200,000 from me."

"Don't kill anyone. If we kill them all, I suspect that the South China Sea will be filled up. What will happen to the naval ports in the South China Sea?"

"His grandma can't do it without killing us. We are at war with heaven in the west. What a bunch of bastards from the Indian Empire and the Free State. His grandma has gathered more than 13 million troops to invade our Zhongzhou?"

"That is, if you dare to steal our home, you must be mentally prepared to fail!"

"The millions of wronged souls of our compatriots in Jinan City will not allow us to be merciful to our enemies!"

"If anyone is soft-hearted, don't go. Anyway, I, Old Liu, will bear the bad reputation of this butcher!"

A group of generals left chattering.

Bai Xiao pretended not to hear their conversation.

The red crane descended from the sky, frowned and asked: "The battle situation is basically locked, do you really plan to let the generals go free to kill? If we kill them all, I feel that we will be the enemy of the whole world..."

Bai Xiao took out his ears and said nonchalantly: "So what if the whole world is an enemy? Anyway, they are all enemies. Kill them all. I wish we were the only one in Zhongzhou in the world. If you ask me, Honghe, you old guy is the one.

It’s too stable and doesn’t have the energy of young people.”

"You are the only one who is motivated! Huh? It's okay to have the whole world as your enemy. I'm afraid that if we kill them all, even our country will be in turmoil. After all, if we kill too many people, our own people will be scared. The murderous intention is too strong."

"Hey, I'm kidding you." Bai Xiao laughed loudly: "How is it possible to kill them all? Don't you need manpower for reconstruction after the war? Just kill a few million and keep a few million more, and put them all as workers in the extreme south.

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"Is this a good idea? Then if you let the prisoners be workers, when will you let them go back? I don't want to let them go back easily..."

"Who said that?" Bai Xiao showed a weird smile and raised the corners of his mouth: "I will eventually let them go back? Did I say that? Or did you say that?"

"Don't frame me falsely, I didn't say anything!"

"That's not it, hahaha."
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