There were still bullets roaring over Naba Military Port, but obviously, gunfire began to drop.

The smoke of gunpowder gradually dissipated. More than two hours passed, and it was already dawn. The beautiful Okinawa Island, due to the ravages of guns, once again showed a doomsday scene. The ruins of the walls, flesh and blood flying, screaming again and again, as if it was Back to World War II.

However, the winner this time was a Chinese soldier, and the opponent was also replaced by an American soldier.

Hawking held the white flag and walked calmly towards the dock. Behind him was his deputy captain and three personal soldiers.

Li Baoqiang slowly stood up from the hidden place, carried a sniper rifle, and confidently walked towards Hawking step by step.

When several special forces saw this scene, they quickly followed. In a battle, no matter what the outcome was, the soldiers were the most innocent.

Only six of the twenty outstanding special forces soldiers brought by Li Baoqiang were left, and the others were either seriously injured or sacrificed on Okinawa Island.

For justice or for personal gain.

Li Baoqiang doesn't think about this for the time being, and he doesn't dare to think about this issue in depth.

However, Li Baoqiang believed that these soldiers died with the pride of Chinese soldiers when they died, that is, they represented the Chinese soldiers and boarded Okinawa Island.

Now the people who are holding the white flag are not Chinese soldiers, but Americans. With this alone, Li Baoqiang and the soldiers behind him have a look of pride on their faces.

Chinese soldiers are invincible. Whether in the mechanical era or in the high-tech era, history has long proved this point, and today, Li Baoqiang's team has once again verified this point.

This is not just Li Baoqiang's idea. Hawking is also feeling the same in his heart as he moves towards the Chinese soldiers who are coming over.

The Chinese and the Chinese nation are really a very strange nation.

They like internal fighting, they look very weak, their technological level is poor, they only know how to copycats, have been invaded by foreign races many times in history, and even destroyed their country, but they can always rise up again when they are at a low tide and stand in the forest of the world's nations again .

Hawking is not a historian, he is just a pure soldier, and Hawking is puzzled about this issue.

Especially today, the Chinese soldiers who suddenly descended were facing heavy firepower suppression without any blind spots and fought for victory without regard for death. This is too incredible. Do the Chinese people not cherish their lives at all?

This is Hawking's biggest question.

However, for the subsequent negotiations, Hawking did not think it was a surrender ceremony, but an exchange of interests. From another perspective, Hawking wanted to threaten Chinese soldiers because he had a huge killing weapon.

As he got closer, Hawking suddenly realized that the Chinese soldier headed towards him turned out to be the magical sniper. The sniper shot left a deep impression on Hawking, the image of the Chinese soldier in front of him and the one in the telescope. It's different.

Li Baoqiang's face was covered with dried blood beads, which were caused by the rain of bullets hitting the stones, and his body was covered with dust, as if he was walking out of the rain of bullets.

However, Li Baoqiang's dark face, tall figure, confident light burst out from his eyes, and powerful aura shocked Hawking and the officers and soldiers behind him, but Li Baoqiang actually smiled slightly at Hawking and the others. A neat white teeth made the American soldiers feel very fond of each other.

Hawking felt that he was not a US military colonel officer in his forties. In front of this young Chinese soldier, he was a soldier, and the other party was more like a superior, a general of war.

Hawking calmed down a little, threw the white flag to the deputy captain, stretched out his hand gentlemanly, and spoke in a half-baked Chinese: "Hawking, the U.S. Navy Colonel,"

Li Baoqiang regretted that there was no English translator around him. He didn't expect that the other party could speak Chinese. Although he emphasized strangeness, he could understand it and extended his hand: "Li Baoqiang, commander of the Chinese Civil Defense Forces, major general,"

"Major General," Hawking took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at Li Baoqiang up and down again.

"Haha, Colonel Hawking, it's the end of the world now, nothing is impossible, isn't it?"

"Yes, General Lee, otherwise we wouldn't have met like this in Okinawa, haha,"

The two of them laughed at the same time, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years. If it weren't for the gunshots that they vaguely remembered, who would have thought that the two of them had led their respective troops to meet in war just now?

Hawking turned around and signaled the deputy captain to lead the soldiers to retreat. Li Baoqiang understood Hawking's thoughts and also signaled the soldiers to take a few steps back.

"Commander..." a warrior reminded worriedly.

"Put the gun away," Li Baoqiang did not turn around, threw the sniper rifle backwards, and the soldiers quickly took it over, and cooperated closely, which made Hawking's eyes lit up.

Li Baoqiang was deeply convinced to make an invitation gesture and guided Hawking to the pier. Hawking did not know why, but the gods and ghosts sent a ghost to follow Li Baoqiang.

After walking for less than two steps, Hawking suddenly woke up and was inexplicably driven by Li Baoqiang.

"Haha, what's wrong with me today?"

Hawking took out his pipe and touched the tobacco bag, and it was empty. Hawking smiled helplessly.

"Col. This is your submarine."

Li Baoqiang and Hawking walked to the vicinity of the nuclear submarine. The huge nuclear submarine had mottled shell paint, revealing a dark red bottom anti-rust paint, like a dead whale lying in the water.

A thick cable pulled out from the bridge of the nuclear submarine and led to the dock substation. A low roar sound came from the inside of the nuclear submarine, which was the sound of the nuclear reactor operating.

"Col. Hawking, you have a big killer here,"

Li Baoqiang pretended to be the first time he knew there was a nuclear submarine here, and asked in surprise, but he said in his heart that it was not for this nuclear submarine, I would not have fought so hard, and so many soldiers died.

"Haha, don't Commander Li think we should have a good talk? The nuclear warheads in me can still be launched,"

Hawking smiled in his heart, boy, you are still too young. This nuclear submarine is my biggest bargaining chip. Although I was defeated on land, with this nuclear submarine, no matter how many people you have, you will have to leave Okinawa Island.

Since Li Baoqiang dared to mention nuclear submarines, there was naturally his reason. Li Baoqiang was betting that Hawking was fierce and cowardly.

Seeing the pipe in Hawking's hand, Li Baoqiang took out a pack of Chinese cigarettes: "Try our famous cigarettes in China. Although they are not as powerful as yours, they have a long aftertaste."

There is something in Li Baoqiang's words. Since Hawking can speak Chinese, he is naturally half a Chinese master, and understands the meaning in Li Baoqiang's words.

"Chinese cigarettes are good but they are too soft,"

"Softness is not a mistake. You must know that it is easy to break if you are too hard, and the right way to combine hardness and softness is the right way."

Li Baoqiang replied, and Hawking took another sip of the Chinese cigarette in his hand, and finally couldn't help but test each other in a concealed manner.

"Commander Li, we Americans like to go straight. Although I raised the white flag, this does not mean that I am a loser. I just want the young men on both sides to stop dying for nothing.
Chapter completed!