The video recorder is started, and the surveillance picture appears on the screen. The video has been specially processed and is no longer blurry, but very clear.
But when the picture came into everyone's sight, when the cruel picture was shown on the screen, everyone stood blankly on the spot, they would rather the picture at this moment was blurry!
The surveillance picture comes from the north city wall, and what is shown is exactly what happened after the wolves swarmed up the wall. It was the scene of the wolves killing, biting, and devouring the Wang Bell.
He stared blankly at the cruel and bloody scene, at the scene of Wang Zhong struggling and screaming, and at the distorted face.
And they... can only watch!! They can only watch!!
A slight tremor grew in my heart, slowly spreading throughout my body.
A trace of grief and resentment appeared on his face, gradually turning into distortion and ferocity!
A feeble moan emerged in his mind, gradually turning into heart-wrenching pain.
Zhou Shaohua and others tried their best to tighten their bodies to resist the trembling from the atria. They closed their eyes forcefully, slowly raised their heads, and there was obvious trembling in the hot breath they exhaled slowly.
They wanted to laugh, laugh at their misunderstanding just now, and they wanted to cry, but they tried their best to hold back.
...brother...just...gone...
Although Tianmen has gone through ups and downs since its establishment, fortunately all the old brothers are still strong.
And now...Wang Zhong is dead...at the beginning of Tianmen's attack on the royal family...died...
The room fell into an unspeakable depression and dullness. Some people's faces were full of grief for the tragic death of their brothers and this tragic ending; some people lowered their heads silently, shaking their heads and sighing secretly.
Who is Wang Zhong? Apart from Yang Jing, Peng Hou and others, he is Di Cheng's first confidant, the brother who reassures and trusts him the most.
From the deputy captain of the Guards, to the deputy commander of the Thousand Eyes Troops, to the leader of the special operations team, every role change is given special missions. The difficulty of the tasks also represents the level of trust!
Wang Zhong may have had a disgraceful past, but since he followed Di Cheng, he has been loyal and outstanding in battle. Perhaps...compared to Weng Xiaofeng and others, his performance is not so dazzling, but no one ignores his existence.
.
Because he has been carrying out the top-secret mission assigned by Di Cheng from beginning to end, which involves Tianmen secrets, he may know more about certain things than Xi Yuhuang and others.
But...died?? In this meaningless battle that shouldn't be done...died??
In a daze, they even felt ridiculous! It was unbelievable and they didn't want to believe it. No one was prepared for this.
Is this a fooling of God or a mockery?
Jin Xuan sighed: "When the cavalry tribe suddenly attacked that day, Wang Zhong and Zhou Xiong happened to be on the north gate wall. The attack came very fiercely, one after another, one after another. No one expected that it would be successful.
Hundreds of wolves rushed up. Prairie wolves...these are ferocious prairie wolves...Wang Zhong's death was not worth it...it was not worth it..."
At the end of the sentence, Jin Xuan closed his eyes and slowly knelt down: "The base was destroyed and Wang Zhong died tragically. I have an unshirkable responsibility and am willing to accept the punishment."
Wu Long wanted to help Jin Xuan up, but felt it was inappropriate, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "No one thought that this kind of thing would happen, and we didn't know that such nomadic tribes existed in no man's land. Brother Cheng,
Maybe... we... are all responsible, but it was the Iron Cavalry tribe that really killed Wang Zhong and massacred the brothers in the base.
Those beasts should be cut to pieces and should bear full responsibility for this matter!!
Our ballistic force is willing to serve as the main attack, teach the cavalry tribe a lesson, and use their heads to pay tribute to their dead brothers.
Brother Cheng, can you... give us a chance and give the instructor a chance to atone for his sins?"
Di Cheng didn't respond, and quietly looked at the screen on the wall, at the bloody and cruel scenes, and at Wang Zhong's desperate and unwilling eyes.
Watching quietly...quietly...
Yu Xiaotian quietly gestured to Wu Long not to speak yet.
The staff didn't dare to interrupt. After the screening ended, they pressed the 'repeat' button. The screen played again and again, and the screams echoed again and again, like thousands of steel needles inserted into Di Cheng's chest and into his heart.
Back and forth, interspersed again and again, until the blood is dripping, until the heart is broken.
The calmer and silent Di Cheng was, the more depressing and dull the atmosphere in the room became.
They wanted to persuade and comfort them, but they really couldn't find a suitable excuse. After all, they also felt... it felt... so ridiculous!!
Dead? Did Wang Zhong die so worthlessly? Or was he killed by the bite of wolves?
Perhaps, if Wang Zhong died in battle, they would not feel so uncomfortable, but would feel proud instead.
At this moment...it's just...not worth it!!
"Lu Jian." After a long silence, Di Cheng finally spoke, his voice very calm, just like his calm expression and calm eyes.
"Brother Cheng." Lu Jian, who was wearing camouflage uniforms even in public places and holding a machine gun, stepped forward with a resolute face, cold eyes, and a capable aura, with the iron-blooded aura unique to the special forces.
Before joining Tianmen, his occupation was the special forces! He still had the rank of major! But because he was too tough, he offended the wrong people, he was forced to retire early, and almost lost his life. At the moment of desperation, it was Tianmen's "recruitment"
Attracted him, he eventually joined Leng Feng's army.
His composure, calmness, superb strength and rich experience earned him the appreciation of Gu Ziwu and the recognition of Di Cheng.
"Take your people deep into the uninhabited land and find traces of the cavalry tribe as soon as possible."
"Complete the mission within ten days." Compared with Wang Zhong's arrangement just now, Di Cheng did not set a time limit for Lu Jian, but Lu Jian had to set a time limit for himself. Especially when Leng Feng's troops were in a difficult situation, Di Cheng
In the case of zombie brothers.
"Dongfang Hao, provide necessary support to Leng Feng's troops."
"Understood." Dongfang Hao nodded and motioned for Lu Jian to follow him out.
"Yan Shou, watch the surveillance footage a few more times and find out how to restrain the various cavalry as soon as possible. Remember, we are not asking you to check information, but to research new hidden weapons and weapons! As long as you can damage the cavalry tribe as much as possible, the method
...No restrictions!”
Yan Shou didn't expect that Di Cheng would directly hit him. He touched his bald head in excitement and said loudly: "Brother Cheng, don't worry, the Death Soldier Battalion will definitely live up to expectations!"
"Tu Qingcang, the first unit of Heiwu is under your command for the time being. Tingxuan, adjust your strategy quickly. Next time we fight, the heavy armored cavalry will be handed over to your two units to deal with it."
One is the 'iron rod' troop and the other is the 'crazy knife' troop. They both use heavy weapons and should be qualified to fight against the heavy armored cavalry of the iron cavalry tribe.
"Shaohua, Xu Yun, the light armored cavalry is handed over to you. The archers are handed over to the ballistic troops."
"Brother Cheng, don't worry, what you owe us will eventually be paid back, double the amount!" All the senior leaders of the Eight Tribes responded in agreement.
"Jin Xuan, get up, the responsibility is not yours. Learn from this incident and continue to strengthen the base's defense system. Peng Hou, Xiaotian, Jin Xuan, Anni, and... Changsun, please discuss it carefully and decide on the base's defense system."
The strategy of laying traps all around and trying to fight against them. If the Iron Cavalry Tribe really wants to challenge Tianmen, there may be another large-scale invasion. This time, you must be prepared. No mistakes can be made no matter what, and the Iron Cavalry Tribe cannot be allowed to run wild.
Massacre, don’t lose the dignity of Tianmen again.”
Yu Xiaotian and others were keenly aware of Di Cheng's strangeness. They looked at each other and nodded one after another. At the same time, they waved their hands to signal everyone in the room to leave.
Everyone is smart, and they quickly understood and exited the room as quietly as possible.
Not long after, Di Cheng was the only one in the huge dispatch room, quietly watching the tragic scenes constantly reflected on the screen.
The shrill screams were still echoing, the unwilling roars were still going on, and Wang Zhong's despair and struggle before his death were played out over and over again, clearly transmitted into Di Cheng's eyes and heart.
After a long silence, as the string in his heart broke, Di Cheng's eyes began to blur, his muscles began to tighten, his body began to tremble, his hands were tightly clenched together, and veins spread all over his wrists. A feeling of soreness and pain.
The feeling kept rising and hitting my throat.
His knees bent, his body curled up, and finally... he knelt weakly on the ground, his head drooping deeply until it touched the floor.
A sob, a tremor, suppressed tears burst out of my eyes, and fell to the ground...
Heartbreaking pain rolled in his chest, Di Cheng tightly closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and curled up with all his strength.
"I'm...not...prepared...well..."
"Wang Zhong..."
"I didn't..."
"Get ready..."
"Do you blame me..."
Di Cheng restrained himself tightly and curled up tightly. As the sound was squeezed out from between his teeth, tears and snot dripped uncontrollably.
It hurts!! My heart... hurts so much...
"It hurts!!!" Di Cheng firmly grasped his chest with his right hand. The huge force seemed to crush the ribs in his chest, but he still couldn't resist the unspeakable severe pain in his chest.
What he feared most finally happened...
The top generals... finally started the prelude to death...
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