Chapter 253: The Struggle of a Maniac (12)
IC65 December 14, Guilin, the Chinese Alliance against the Lion City Defense Line, the headquarters of the 2nd Division of Futu.
Chu Fei, who was judged to be missing, had his pockets in his pockets and leaned on the door frame of the bedroom of Deng Huilin, the commander of the Second Division, looking like he was visiting an old friend, casual and natural.
Ling Tong issued a general mobilization order for the Huaxia Branch, and also signaled that those who wavered would make a decision. Chu Fei and his father Chu Jinsheng were the core figures of the Huaxia Qingwei, and Deng Huilin was the most important pendulum, he was in charge of the 2nd Division's 9,000 warriors and 18,000 auxiliaries, and he also controlled Ling Tong's defense line in Guilin, which marched into Beijing.
Guilin is very close to Vientiane and Shangri-La, but neither the island government that once controlled Guilin nor the self-governing Huaxia League tried to establish a magnetic track from Shangri-La to Guilin.
The orbit with Vientiane has always existed, but it was quickly dismantled after the two sides established a hostile relationship. Both sides are being demolished, so that the main freight track of the year is fragmented, there is no stable social environment, and it is impossible to repair it.
Only the track from the Lion City to Guilin has been preserved, and the autonomous position led by the Huaxia Parliament hopes to express its intention to cooperate in good faith, and the independent line, led by Zhao Rui and Wang Xun, does not want to give up this international track that is most suitable for connecting with Maori, at least the communication base station of the two sides is in the exchange tower of the Lion City.
It's a lifeline for both sides to win, whether it's Ling Tong or Huaxia. If it weren't for the fact that the Songyuan line was too important, Wang Xun even insisted that Lou Lubing and his first division take control of Guilin. Lou Lubing could not be separated, and the presidential palace could only leave aside the opposition unification faction and make a deal with the parliament, and Deng Huilin, a cadre on the parliamentary side, would guard Guilin.
As a mature politician, Zhao Rui did not believe in the parliament's determination to resist, so after solving the crisis of the enemy in Luoyang, he chose Chu Fei, the son of Chu Jinsheng, who also passed the screening, with the third division and seven brigades and a complete third division auxiliary team to defend Xiangyang, the key point from Guilin to Beijing.
Who knew that it was precisely this kind of arrangement that went wrong, Chu Jinsheng was buried very deeply, and Chu Fei did not show any abnormalities when he sent the Eighth Brigade and the Ninth Brigade. Now it seems that the presidential palace is afraid that it has separated the troops that he cannot control, and finally sent himself to the edge of the cliff with his own hands.
Now we can only hope that the parliament and Tang Huilin will put the national interests before their political stance. However, the spiritual belief of national righteousness is mysterious and mysterious...... Under the unification of mankind under the global alliance of mankind, 200 years after the integration of nations, how many people still guard it as the supreme creed?
Deng Huilin's current mood is probably the most representative of universal emotions.
Chu Fei, who had officially boarded the Alliance's wanted list, was standing less than 10 meters away from him, with his military uniform removed, his wide sweatshirt was loose, his long hair was scattered, the wine jug on his waist and the slightly evil smile on his face made it really difficult to feel bad.
This is a free and loose person, what kind of organization is the mysterious Qingwei he is loyal to?
That nuclear war broke not only national borders, but also the once unbreakable national dividing line in the hearts of mankind.
At least in the minds of most people, the human race that survives as one species is more peaceful than the human race, where countless races are fighting each other to survive.
The Corrupt Alliance has set off a war of wars, and humanity has abandoned her. What now? Was the war that was destroying Green Island all over the world initiated by Qingwei, or was it initiated by selfishness and estrangement represented by Huaxia and Maori?
Deng Huilin didn't know, so he could only welcome this wanted criminal into the tearoom with his heart, instead of doing his duty to defeat him and arrest him.
The reborn Guilin is very beautiful, the Li River is sparkling, the mountains changed by the nuclear bomb are becoming more and more precipitous, the river is a bamboo row swimming, and the riverside is like a fire.
In the process of rebuilding Guilin, the Chinese people used a large number of green bricks and green tiles, and the quaint courtyard houses formed a small town, leaving aside the modern central island city and the magnetic elevated highway connecting all places, this medium-sized green island can easily give people the illusion of being in the old world, which is Guilin's reputation for being the best in the world.
"I spent a day on the Li River on a bamboo raft and froze to death." Chu Feiha's hands looked like he was really frozen, but even if he didn't look at his joking expression, just by looking at the smooth pectoral muscles exposed outside, he could know that he was just pretending.
"The black tree is the most beautiful in winter, the ground is desolate, only it is proud of the ice and snow, and the fire seems to bring heat to people." Deng Huilin pushed over a bowl of tea, people who are good at wine are good tea, Deng Huilin is not good at wine, but before Chu Fei was on the wanted warrant, the two were good tea friends.
"It's a pity that you don't be a poet, your sentimental appearance doesn't match the appearance of this iron-blooded soldier." Chu Fei wiped the lid and smelled the fragrance of tea with a look of intoxication.
"When I fight with you, I match it." The poet's words are cold and hard, the parliament wants autonomy, the middle line is always the most difficult to follow, the presidential palace is wary of them, and the opposition unification faction is constantly attacking the fairness of the bills they pass, naturally, Deng Huilin has a deep wariness of all friendliness, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, they are tea lovers, but they are not friends.
"Have you made a decision?" Chu Fei had an exaggerated expression, "Then I shouldn't drink tea, I should drink." β
"Autonomy and surrender to the enemy are two different things, you should know that the second division and I stayed here to resist the invasion, the aggression from you and the Qingwei to whom you are loyal."
"Commander-in-Chief Ling is in the Lion City, 100,000 troops, 10,000 saints, and my seventh brigade, do you have a chance to win if you are attacked from both sides?" Chu Fei's tone fluctuated, this kind of cynicism made Deng Huilin feel despised by him, "Not to mention the gap in high-end force, Kunlun still has the strength to spare, have they come to support you?" β
"Only death." Deng Huilin said in a deep voice.
"That's a good point." The tea friend snapped his hands, "Have we attacked?" β
Deng Huilin was stunned for a moment.
"Don't talk about the reckless people in Vientiane, just talk about Huaxia, Guilin is easier to fight than Songyuan, right? Wang Xun's godson is old-fashioned, but his combat power is undoubted, that broken butterfly flies, we are not the enemy, I am afraid that only Feng Rui can compete with him. Even so, did we launch an attack on Guilin? β
"Why ......"
"Because of Huaxia." Aria-like technique, Deng Huilin suddenly couldn't distinguish Chu Fei's thoughts at this moment, all this ...... Is it true or false?
"China has a great national character, and this national character is inclusive and extensive. After the establishment of the Global Human Alliance, China is not lagging behind in terms of ethnic integration, but the 13 green islands have always maintained the ancient tradition, and even more than these 13 green islands, even in Shangri-La, in Maori, in Eden, no matter how many foreign bloodlines are mixed in the bloodline, China is still Chinese. We put the surname in front, we obey the filial piety of the father and the son, we pay attention to the inheritance of the bloodline, we pursue the fallen leaves back to the roots, this is China, it will last for a long time. β
"So you plan to use aggressive means to directly erase the existence of the Huaxia people?"
"Nope! We have no ill will towards China, what Qingwei wants is unified, and what the alliance wants is also unification. The Huaxia Alliance has been autonomous for 20 years, and she is still a part of the unified government, what we want to destroy is Zhao Rui and Wang Xun, who split this alliance without authorization, as well as the soldiers, generals, politicians and pure nationalists who blindly obey them, they are the root of turmoil and the source of war! β
Chu Feihuo stood up, his eyes blazing. His momentum continued to rise, enveloping the entire small building like a giant, making Deng Huilin feel breathless.
"You ...... Willing to maintain the autonomy of the Huaxia Alliance? β
"This is the best way, China can't integrate all mankind, and other nations can't eliminate the autonomy of Chinese civilization, Commander Ling knows this very well, and he agrees with this, he is a Chinese with both Gaul, Aryan and Viking blood."
"Why don't you make ...... public?"
"How can we say that you will believe?" The whispering murmured, like a magic sound, completely swallowed Deng Huilin's heart, and a strong man couldn't help but start crying.
"I'm going to explain the situation to the Parliament, so it's time for the senseless war to stop."
Deng Huilin thought that he had agreed to Chu Fei's request, but who thought that it should be a happy lobbyist, he suddenly stood up and raised his fists, and gestured towards him as if he was bound himself.
"What are you doing here?"
"Don't lie to me anymore." Chu Fei pursed his lips, "With the situation in Beijing at this time, once your communication is sent, will I still have a chance to escape?" β
"You think the presidential palace is spying on Parliament?" Deng Huilin's eyes sharpened.
"Isn't it obvious? Even my father is a Qingwei, who do you think the presidential palace dares to trust besides himself? I can guarantee that even Wang Xun is within the scope of surveillance. β
"So what should I do?"
"The 1st Division, the 4th Division, the 101st Army of China." Chu Fei snapped his fingers, these troops were clearly in Zhao Rui's hands and would not be rebelled, of course, Zhao Rui may not know this, "Are you still naΓ―ve enough to avoid this battle?" β
"But I can't control the entire Second Division."
"I can only get the approval of the Seventh Brigade." Chu Fei shrugged, "For a longer peace, some sacrifices must be paid. β
"Those robes ......"
"If you can't do it, let the Saints and the Seventh Brigade do it."
There was a long silence.
Deng Huilin's eyes became redder and redder, and suddenly his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the nearest pillar, only to break the pillar with one punch, and the hard wood shattered into tiny pieces of wood from the fracture, as if he had been slashed by an extremely sharp object hundreds of times.
"My subordinates, even if they hate, should hate me......"
That night in Guilin, there was a red moon.
Deng Huilin, mutiny!