Chapter 319: Giving Back to Him in His Way (Part II)
Their appearance, life experiences, words, and even their behavior when they were children will be demonized and criminalized. Maybe at what time and on what day, a certain patriot and Mengya loyal minister will also build a set of vivid bronze statues and stone sculptures, so that they can kneel in front of the monument to the victims of Wendenbat, and live forever, being pointed out by thousands of people, and spurned by thousands of people.
Fact? Truth? Bah! In Mengya, where there is any fact, where there is any truth, the words of the official master are the facts, and the thoughts of the emperor's majesty are the truth.
If there is a grievance between friends and relatives, Tang Fang will clarify and excuse himself. But...... In the face of Monya under the blockade of speech and media control, he is now just a small group of rebels who are alone, and they have not grown strong enough to influence the current situation in Monya.
Therefore, he has no ability to change anything about the government's brainwashing patriotic education and political propaganda.
He was not a saint, nor was he mature enough to deal with things sensibly, and like all young people, he was willful, stubborn, and rebellious. If the government is determined to portray him as a demon, executioner, and butcher who will not hesitate to use nuclear weapons to slaughter millions of people, and has no humanity to speak of, then what else is he hesitating about?
Didn't you say I would use nuclear weapons? Okay, I'll use it, I really used it, and I killed 8 percent of Lector's nobles and a large number of government officials, what's the matter?
I'm a butcher, a butcher who specializes in slaughtering the powerful!
Only by watching Quentin Island become a sea of fire, watching Roger and Quinna go to hell, the heart that aches faintly under the heart-rending weeping of the victims of Wendenbart will feel more comfortable.
He is not a god, he can't turn back time, and he can't take back the lives of those people from the hands of death, the only thing he can do is revenge, blood for blood, tooth for tooth. For them, and for themselves!
Tang Lin sat beside him, not saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking. The first battle after waking up was to use fusion warheads to send those high-ranking government officials and nobles who had only seen it on TV, all day long, that, this ribbon-cutting, and the foundation of the government, such a thing made him unable to react for a while, even if he had returned to the medical transport plane, the blood in his body was hunting and burning, and his face was hot.
After being admitted to the Lanna Military Academy, he was determined to become a general, leading an iron-blooded fleet to gallop across the battlefield. However, the reality is so cruel. Checkmate? It is a pipe dream for a mere civilian to be promoted from a grassroots officer to a general.
After becoming Faraday's "guinea pig", all ideals, all aspirations became luxuries. Tang Lin felt that in front of these nobles, he was no different from livestock, and it was a matter of time before he died.
But who would have thought that the eldest brother would come back and successfully pull him ashore from the abyss. Now he also wants to be a general, and he also wants to have a fleet. However, it is not a fleet that opens up territory for Mengya, nor is it a general who is loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. Rather, it was to bury the country and destroy the generals of the Stewart dynasty.
He is different from Bai Hao and Roy. Bai Hao didn't have any lofty ideals, he just wanted to avenge his twin brother Bai Fei and kill all the hateful nobles, and what supported him was "hate". And Roy, simply to be a hero, save all the suffering and protect the weak, compared to Bai Hao, Roy has a "love" for life in his bones.
As for him Tang Lin, unlike the two, he just wants to implement his life goals, fight like a real man, burn his fighting spirit, and never give up.
Thinking of his eldest brother's evaluation, he felt that it was very right. Bai Hao, like a demon hunter who walks in the dark wilderness but has a heart that longs for light, he hates the darkness and curses all the ugliness in the world.
Roy, a simple child, wants to be a partner in justice, but struggles with the whirlpool of good and evil, right and wrong. In his heart, heroes represent light, warm smiles like sunshine, and shining, golden backs. His right arm, however, is a demonic hand.
As for him, to put it nicely, he is a hot-blooded young man who struggles for his ideals. To put it mildly, it is a stunned young man who thinks that he can realize the value of life by relying on hard work, perseverance and stubbornness.
Indeed, as the eldest brother said, this revenge on the government burned his blood. As a man, you should do this, fight for what you think is right. He doesn't want to be a hero, he doesn't want to be a night walker, he just wants to be a brave man, have a fearless heart, and dare to say "no" loudly to something that he thinks is wrong.
It was Tang Lin who blew up the military base in the bay of Quentin Island, and it was Tang Fang who directly carried out a fusion strike on Sulawia Palace. Claire couldn't get her hands on it, and the second nuke was dropped by the ghost next to her.
Having seen the tragic situation of Vendenbart, listening to the painful cries of those survivors, her hatred for the Rector government was almost melted into her blood and soaked into her bone marrow. However, when the C-20A's low-frequency marker laser emitter was activated and the guidance process was on standby, she found that she could not do anything.
In the face of soldiers and the army, she can do it, but ...... In the face of those unarmed ladies and ladies, she couldn't do it anyway. She stubbornly believed that killing these people who were incapable of resisting was a sin, and that it was as cruel as the government's destruction of Vendenbart.
"Tang Fang, is it right for us to do this? Isn't it too cruel, there are not only Roger, Waters and others on Quentin Island, but also some noble family members, innocent waiters ......" Claire looked up at Tang Fang with a gloomy expression: "Retribution for wrongs, killing to stop killing, is it really right to do this?" β
Tang Fang sighed, if he said that among the companions around him, he was most at ease, it could only be the girl in front of him who was so kind that she was a little weak.
She has the determination to **, but she doesn't have a strong heart to match.
"Murder is never a glorious thing, even in the name of 'justice', it is just as disgusting. But...... Someone has to do these things. β
"Who will avenge the millions of souls of Wendenbart? I'm afraid it can only be us. β
"Those noble families are indeed unarmed, but have you ever thought about it, but if they have a little kindness and some humanity, will leaking the news of the nuclear bomb strike to the civilians of Wendenbart cause such a big casualty?"
"In their hearts, Roger Field, Lancelot Ferguson...... These people are far above the status of civilians. People like Quinna Austin are also unarmed, and they are just a woman, but the things she does are far more filthy than those of men. β
"It's like the 'snobbery' phenomenon in civil society, how much is because women are behind the men and blow the wind on the pillow. Another example is the requirement that 'marriage must have a house and a car', which is not all the responsibility of the mother-in-law. The formation of a social phenomenon and moral problems is always the result of the combined influence of many reasons. Therefore, being unarmed and a female streamer does not mean that they are innocent. β
"It's still raining in Wendenbat, the people are still shivering in the rubble, the dead civilians are still in the wilderness, and there are cries and cries of pain everywhere...... And they, they are here to raise a glass to celebrate, to cheer for the bold decapitation of Governor Roger and Lord Lancelot, why feel guilty and sad to kill such a person. β
Again, killing to stop killing may not be the best choice, but it is the most effective and fastest way at the moment. Monya's upper circles were rotten and rotten, and the commoners were nothing more than humanoid animals in the eyes of the aristocracy, ready to be sacrificed at any time. Today, Lancelot can blow up a city with a big swing of his hand, and tomorrow, he can sacrifice the whole of Lector. In the eyes of the ruling class, as long as the interests are sufficient, how many civilians die is just a string of numbers. β
"If you don't take revenge, don't resist, compromise and survive, the magnates will become more and more 'willful', only if they feel the pain, knowing that those cattle and sheep who let them fish and meat be forced to fight back, they will rein in one or two and leave a way for the people to live."
"What we have to do with these high-ranking officials and magnates is not to question or reprimand, but to take up arms and make them feel the fear of death, so that they can wake up and repent."
Tang Fang babbled and talked a lot to himself, including some fragmentary thoughts about some social phenomena of the era before the time.
Claire stopped talking, there are always contradictions of one kind or another in life, just like she knows that those people should be killed, but at the last moment, she will still be soft-hearted.
"As Aunt Virginia said, I'm still too weak......" she sighed heavily.
"I still say the same thing, war is a man's arena." Tang Fang took a deep breath and turned his head to look out the window, the Gold Coast of Orovia City was already in sight.
Rector's most prosperous city is like a neon-lit vessel that holds a lot of life, whether it is beautiful, dirty, emotional, or ordinary.
"As soon as Roger Field, Melville and the others die, the time for the troops to enter Wendenbart should be delayed for a while, and it should buy more time for Aros and Bai Hao......"
"Alas!" Tang Fang sighed heavily, when he, Tang Lin, and Claire sent troops to Quentin Island to take revenge on the magnates, Aros, Hausen, Bai Hao, Roy, Grant, and Valentin were left by him to save people in Wendenbat.
With the help of some fanatics, machine gunners, SCVs, and most of the Zerg units, it should be possible to rescue those trapped in the ruins and suffering various injuries to the greatest extent. According to the plan of Roger Ferlett and others, the rescue team was dispatched after dawn. By then, it is unknown how many more people will die from radiation and massive blood loss. Like the police officers in the police station, they always come after the thief or murderer has succeeded. It is the consistent style of government departments to come late, so he would rather do this kind of thing himself.
Almost all of the space-based reconnaissance equipment in Lector's space orbit was destroyed under the blows of the naval fleet, and the micro-radioactive dust clouds raised by the explosion of 600 neutron bombs obscured the entire sky of Wendenbart.
Melville and Waters were both killed, and now the capital military district is leaderless, who has the leisure to care about Wendenbart. During the time when the dust cloud dissipated, there was no danger to Aros, Hausen and the others.
In a few hours, the survivors trapped in the city should be rescued, and they will meet up in a small town in southern Orovia. Then, it's time to settle the ledger with Lord Lord.
"I just hope that those who have been rescued will not be frightened by the Zerg unit......" Tang Fang muttered to himself.
At this time, the medical transport plane arrived safely at the target location and landed steadily on a gravel beach 200 kilometers south of the city of Orovia.
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Fifteen minutes later, when Illektra knocked on the door of Lancelot's bedroom and handed him a photo of Quentin Island taken by a reconnaissance drone. An enraged Lord flipped the mess of office utensils on his desk to the ground.
"Not dead, not dead, those people who suffered such a blow are not dead, are they immortal?"
Lancelot's roar echoed through the suite, and Park Min Ho in the bedroom peeked out from behind the quilt, listened intently, and then covered his head again and slipped back. Fighting a war is a matter for old men, he? Just be comfortable and be a "woman".
Illiktra was in a bad situation, and the Lord was undoubtedly a wise man when he was quiet, but when he became angry, he was more like a tigress.
PDAs, schedules, coffee cups...... One by one, they fell on his body.
"Illiktra, is your navy all wine bags and rice bags, and a nuclear strike can't be detected? What is the use of your father raising you? β
The grievance in Illiktra's heart, I feel that I can't wash away all the water from all over the world, and most of the space-based platforms for reconnaissance and monitoring were destroyed by the naval fleet in the early morning decapitation operation, how to detect nuclear bombs?
In order to confirm that all the rebels had died, the Navy reconnaissance ship sent unmanned reconnaissance aircraft to conduct low-light aerial photography at night above the dust cloud in the atmosphere of Wendenbart. However, the strange thing is that the nuclear bombs that exploded on Quentin Island appeared in this world out of nowhere, with no heat reaction, no flight noise, no radar reflections, and not even a trace of smoke.
It was the Horn Shark frigate patrolling in low orbit that discovered the flash of light over Quentin Island and the huge thermal reaction, only to find out that something had happened to Lector and that Sulawia Palace had been dropped with 3 nuclear bombs.
Illiktra was asleep, but was woken up by his deputy, who reported the attack on Quentin Island. Next, after the unmanned reconnaissance plane rushed to the scene of the incident to take pictures, the number of images transmitted back made him completely stupid.
The heart of Rector, the famous "Queens", was completely erased from the map, Quentin Island was finished, the nuclear explosion leveled almost all military facilities, living buildings, garden facilities, and even the hill codenamed 'Crown of Sunshine', which was loved by the Lord and could overlook the rising sun in the east and the setting sun in the west, was also blown to pieces.
It's so horrible, it's so terrifying, Roger Ferlet is dead! An hour earlier, the Governor had changed the cup with him, called him a brother, and graciously invited him to a small gathering at the Sulawia Palace, but because Lancelot was here, he could not leave, so he politely declined the Governor's invitation.
But where do you know...... An hour later, he died, a dignified Viscount of the Empire, a great nobleman above 10,000 people under the Megaar star system. Illiktra still feels cold behind her, like a dream, so unreal, so palpitating.
Unlike Illiktra, Lancelot only had anger in his heart, and those lowly rebels not only did not die, but actually turned around and dropped a few nuclear warheads on Quentin Island, slaughtering his beloved Sulawia Palace and 8 percent of the Rector's magnates, which was tantamount to slapping him in the face, and it was definitely a resounding slap in the face.
He, Lord Lancelot, the future heir of the Duke of Yadan, paid the lives of millions of people in a city, not only failed to get rid of a few rebels, but was also rebelled against the army, and the old nest was destroyed, and the big cat and kitten died a kang. It's a shame to throw it to grandma's house.
Proud as he is, how can he swallow this breath, if he can't kill that group of rebels, he is afraid that he will become a laughing stock in the aristocratic circle in the future.
"Illiktra, order all small and medium-sized reconnaissance ships of the Navy to descend into the atmosphere for me, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must dig that kid out for me."
"There are also spare space-based reconnaissance platforms, don't wait for tomorrow, now, immediately, immediately."
"Yes!" Illiktra agreed, gave a proper military salute, turned and walked out.
Suddenly, Lancelot stopped him again: "If the Lector Navy is not enough, seconded to Bruno, I will catch those ground rats for me, no matter what method you use." β
In the eyes of Lord Lord, that guy named Tang Fang can't get on the stage after all, and will only make small moves secretly, isn't it a mouse?
βYESοΌMYοΌLORDοΌβ Illiktra retreated.
It took a few moments to lay on the couch and catch his breath before Lancelot calmed down his anger. Roger Vellet is dead, the heads of military districts like Tennison and Melville, as well as William, Hausman and other high-ranking members of the Lector government are dead, and if the corresponding personnel cannot be arranged to take over the daily affairs immediately, under the instigation of the rebels, Lector will be in chaos.
The aftermath of Wendenbart also needs to be done, the affairs of Quentin Island can be concealed, a large number of space-based facilities have been destroyed, and the "Sigma" has to be ordered to step up the production of much-needed military satellites, so many nobles have died, and my father has to deal with one or two.
It's a mess, it's all a mess, it's a mess. Lancelot's hatred for Tang Fang is comparable to killing his father and wife. A mere rebel leader with no naval power, a rat-like fellow, actually made the future Duke anxious and nerve-wracked.
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