Ge Zhen's subconscious reaction to Mr. Xiao He in front of him was that he could never kill him. If he killed this guy, it would not be a problem. I am afraid he would never think about making a fuss again in his life.

Although he was not very clear about the meaning of Chinese think tanks, he might feel that the other party is powerful.

Besides, although he is a Chinese, this guy is still in love with his hometown and may be able to develop it for the country.

Killing cannot be killed, but it is still OK to provoke. Do you like apples, right? I just threw them all over you, come and fuck me!

"Shut up!" Xiao He said angrily.

"Ah? Don't like to listen? I'll give you another one to ask where the way is?" Ge Zhen smiled.

"Ge Zhen, are you here to fight me on purpose?" Xiao He's face was gloomy, and the light reflected on his glasses gave people a chilling feeling.

"I came on purpose? Did you invite me in?" Ge Zhen exhaled a mouthful of smoke, put down his legs and stared at the other party's eyes: "I haven't asked you what you want to do yet, but no matter what you want to do, I advise you to leave now, no matter what method you use. Because I am slaughtering the island, when will it be calculated when to slaughter it?"

The murderous aura rose up in a majestic way, which made the two bodyguards feel numb in an instant, because Ge Zhen's murderous aura was too heavy.

They have also killed many people and have seen too many big scenes, but they have never encountered such a murderous aura as Ge Zhen.

To them, such people are typical killing machines, and their lives are like playing in their hands.

"Ge Zhen, you are about to get into a devil." Xiao He stared at Ge Zhen's eyes: "It's not possible to continue killing like this. In the end, you are the first to destroy it. Kill too many people hurt Tianhe, you should change the way, and you don't have to kill. The slaughter brings temporary pleasure, but slaughtering too much will change your temperament. The most successful thing for a person is not to control the overall situation, but how to control himself."

He found Ge Zhen's murderous aura, felt a little scared, and forgot his anger just now, and began to persuade him.

After all, he has no holiday with the other party. After all, he has a close relationship with some people in China. After all, he is still in love and gave birth to him and raised his hometown.

Ge Zhen is a soldier of the country. Of course, Xiao He knew, not only knew, but also knew very well the particularity of the soldier at home, and was deeply aware of the degree of importance China attached to the soldier.

It is not a combat squadron, nor a squadron or brigade, but a sequence of troops with a complete system.

It can be understood in this way, because the soldiers have the power to formulate tasks, and as long as they have this power, they are separate troops.

The Guardians are separate troops, the Special A units are separate troops, the Armed Police Forces are separate sequences, and the Navy and Air Force are also separate troops.

Of course, the Soldier did not leave the People's Liberation Army, but it was indeed a separate special operations sequence.

"War is a life-saving. Those of you who have never fought on the battlefield will only say that you kill too much and hurt Tianhe, and you can do your best." Ge Zhen curled his lips disdainfully: "Don't the victory of every war be based on killing people? How many people were killed in the founding of New China? You will only say how many sacrifices are, but you can't see how many were killed. War is killing people; the battlefield is slaughtering!"

It was absolutely true. Ge Zhen told the truth of the war. Speaking of the past, wasn’t it just killing people?

Many people stare at how many people we sacrificed every day, but ignore how many people we killed, because from the perspective of "I", we are just.

During the eight years of the War of Resistance Against Japan, we annihilated 1.33 million Japanese troops, while according to the information provided by Japan, it was 1.85 million.

These are all Japanese soldiers, who dares to say that this is not a massacre?

Peaceful people will always say that the battlefield is left to a group of soldiers to slaughter or be slaughtered.

Various memoirs after the war, both sensational and touching, as well as worship and tears... are nonsense. The battlefield is killing people and slaughter. There is no massacre that has lost its humanity, so this battlefield is not called a battlefield.

Its only core is to kill all living things that can be seen by the eyes.

"I don't think it will hurt the world. How many innocent people did the Japanese killers slaughter us back then? I found that Japan is also very good now, the world's third largest economy and Asia's second largest economy, and people are living a prosperous life." Ge Zhen smoked a cigarette and continued, "Don't use your eyes to talk about the rules of the battlefield. If you don't understand, don't speak."

"I……"

Xiao He suddenly felt speechless. Even if his wisdom was outstanding, it was really hard to argue with this problem.

"And your bodyguard, that is, killing someone, has seen blood, and he also doesn't understand the rules of the battlefield." Ge Zhen snatched the cigarette butt and smiled: "My slaughter is for the country. You only see me slaughtering, but you have never thought about the purpose of my slaughter. Many times, things cannot be just looking at the surface. When the country needs to accomplish something, it is made up of all efforts. Killing is just a very small link. You don't need to magnify infinitely. Be the Virgin Mary here."

"I mean that your murderous aura is too strong, which will affect your mentality." Xiao He said with great thoughts: "In the end, you will become not yourself, and you will not be able to integrate into this society."

"Integrate into society? I never intended to integrate into it, okay?" Ge Zhen said in surprise: "Why do I have to integrate into society? For me, this kind of life is my society. Soldiers only need to do this one thing in their life. We are a lifelong profession."

Xiao He had nothing to say. He pushed his glasses and smiled at Ge Zhen.

Although he did not agree, he maintained respect and understanding. After all, everyone was different. Ge Zhen seemed to be the purest one, different from any professional Chinese soldier he had met.

For example, Long Xiaoqi, the guardian unit he had ever met, actually didn't want to fight every day at all. His biggest desire was to marry more wives and have more children, and live a comfortable life of a peasant woman in the spring. For example, Xiao Yuanchao, a special-class unit, is also the best professional soldier, but he also hates war in his bones, just for the better of the country; and Yan Fenghuo, the Blood Fox Brigade, was pushed forward without realizing it...

These are professional soldiers, but Ge Zhen is the purest soldier, and he only has what soldiers who go to the battlefield have to do.

What should soldiers on the battlefield do? Kill!

He really likes the battlefield and has nothing else in his heart, such as peace or country... This guy satisfies his own happiness in the name of defending his country.

So Ge Zhen is different from them, he is the purest one.

Return to society? I never thought about it!

Here, you can live and die every day, kill people, fight wars, bomb ammunition depots, and women... What kind of society is returning to? Is it interesting?

"This is my private phone call." Xiao He took out a card and handed it to Ge Zhen.

This is a red card, completely different from the one handed to Thor.

"I have only given two people this card, you are the third one." Xiao He said to Ge Zhen: "I haven't even given my nephew... By the way, you probably should have heard of my nephew. He is Yan Fenghuo, the Blood Fox Brigade."

Ge Zhen glanced at the other party, and of course he knew Yan Fenghuo.

There are soldiers in the northwest, and there is also a Blood Fox Brigade specializing in counter-terrorism. The Blood Fox Brigade has war fires. Although he has never met, he knows it.

"Click!"

The lighter sounded, and Ge Zhen burned the red card without even looking at it.

"You should leave."

Throwing this sentence, he picked up his sniper rifle and turned around and walked out.

Xiao He was stunned for a while and smiled bitterly: "Maybe I really don't understand the soldiers... No wonder there is only one, and the country attaches so much importance to it."

He really doesn't understand soldiers, let alone Ge Zhen.

This is not arrogance, but a gesture.
Chapter completed!