"Dunson, it's still time for you to give up now." The voice on the radio was still: "Think about your brother, think about the brothers around you who have followed you through life and death. Do you want them to die with you in this doomed war?"

This sentence did not touch Dengson, who had fallen into madness. In his opinion, even if he was aimed at by more than 20 RPGs, he could achieve the final victory and eliminate all the ignorant bastards.

Dunson is crazy alone, which does not mean that others are crazy. The people who follow Dunson simply think that they have absolute force and do not need to be afraid of anyone or strength. This time the mission is to drive a tank and show off their power, but once they find out that things are not as smooth as they imagined and that they may lose their lives because of this, the group of people began to coward.

A buddy driving an armored vehicle first came out of the vehicle and surrendered. As producers of these vehicles, they knew very well what consequences would be if the armored vehicle was attacked by rockets. This armored defense AK series bullet may have advantages, but it is only a dead end to face the rocket launcher.

With the first one, there was the second one. Soon, except for Deng Sen, all the combatants who came from Jianglu had already squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, their expressions as depressed as eggplants beaten by frost.

Dunson didn't notice this. He was sitting in the tank and threw it on his face, fantasizing how he would deal with the group of rats hiding in the prison. "Attack!" Dunson in the cab waved his hand and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Even if the Type 98 main battle tank is not equipped with ammunition, its 1500-horsepower diesel engine is still quite powerful. Amid the roar, the 52-ton behemoth can definitely cause immeasurable damage to any building in front of you. This should have a more sense than crushing the crusher.

Dunson's good feeling didn't last long. On the contrary, this feeling ended almost the moment he stepped on the accelerator. A rocket dragging white smoke ended everything. The rocket did not break through the armor of the Type 98, which was no less than that of the American m1a2 tank, but it ended the short mission of the fragile track.

A farce ended with it. Dozens of entourage members who came out of Jianglu were honestly lined up, and Zhao Qiang led the team members to complete the detention work of them, and dragged Deng Sen, who fainted due to the explosion, out of the tank like a dead fish.

"Do you know why you failed?" When Dunson woke up from the darkness, the scenery in front of him had changed. It was no longer the small and compact cab, but a cell, and the sound in his ears was so familiar.

It was him! Dengson remembered that the voice that he had talked to him earlier, "Who are you? What do you want to do?" Dengson, who had been unconscious for a long time, finally extinguished the crazy flame in his heart, and followed by a deep fear.

"Is it important who I am?" The voice's master walked out of the darkness, and Zhao Qiang's slightly fat body appeared in front of Deng Sen. "Are you Deng Sen?" Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the man who was trying to destroy his home.

"It's me." Dengson sighed, like a deflated ball collapsed on the bed. Everything before was just a dream, and it was over before he dreamed of the last scene. And he changed from General Patton to a prisoner. "All the responsibility lies with me. You can do whatever you want, but please don't make things difficult for my brother." Dengson sighed, nothing could be saved. Dengson began to regret why he didn't listen to his brother's advice before, but insisted on his own. It's too late to say anything. All his belongings and everything, including his younger brother, have now fallen into the hands of the other party. Whether it's life or death, it's all in the man's mind in front of him.

"Do you think you are still qualified to provide us with conditions now?" Zhao Qiang said with a smile, but his tone was surprisingly cold.

"As a loser, I really don't have the right to negotiate the conditions." Dunson said with his head aside and his eyes were dull: "I don't think I have any reason to live, but I hope you can read that everyone is survivors and let others go, they are just obeying my orders, and I will bear the sins I have committed alone."

Zhao Qiang's eyes narrowed again, and the smile on his face became even stronger: "Since you said that, you must have already understood why you failed, right?"

"Are you still not going to miss a dying person any chance to humiliate him?" Dunson was a little angry. Although he could admit his failure and bear all the crimes, he still did not want to be insulted like this.

"Fighting, the right time, place, people and people are indispensable. First of all, although the time of your attack is somewhat different from what we estimate, we are ready. This game can be considered a draw. Secondly, this is our territory. We are familiar with the terrain and you are running long distances. You lose in this game, and finally people are there. I don't need to say much about this." Zhao Qiang ignored Deng Sen's anger and said to himself: "Next time, I don't want you to make the same mistake."

"Next time?" Dunson smiled bitterly: "Will I have another next time?"

"Why not?" Zhao Qiang smiled, and the cold smell in his tone disappeared: "Have I ever said I would kill you? Anyway, you didn't cause any losses, and I also let me blow up the annoying Japanese car. To be honest, I have been disliked by the way."

"Then why do you lock me up here!" Deng Sen shouted. Zhao Qiang's words made him unbelievable. As a failed invader, the death penalty is definitely the best punishment measure.

"Because their rooms are not enough, and this is also their own dormitory, brother." Deng Lei was pushed in in a wheelchair.

After getting the promise that it would not hurt Deng Sen, Deng Lei and his friends from Jianglu waited quietly at the door. They hoped that the leader who once managed the Jianglu Machinery Factory in an orderly manner could wake up on his own and lead Jianglu to a more promising future, rather than falling into the madness of military force.

Deng Lei was worried that Zhao Qiang would take extreme actions against the invaders from Jianglu, at least restricting their freedom, but none of this happened. Everyone received fair and just treatment, as Zhao Qiang said. Not only did they not blame them, but they arranged accommodation and food for them.

This is why Deng Lei waited until this time to interrupt the conversation between Zhao Qiang and Deng Sen. He did not want Deng Sen to have other associations due to misunderstandings.

Looking at the sincere emotions when the brothers met again, Zhao Qiang always kept smiling. He began to believe that Deng Sen was not a truly hopeless war dealer. At this time, there was something more important than the reminiscing of the two brothers waiting for him to do: "Sorry, I want to ask, should we discuss the future cooperation issue?"

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Chapter completed!