diymy Chapter 138 Not a single Qin soldier was a coward!
Chapter 138 Not a single Qin soldier was a coward!
Zhang Fan remained silent.
He just stood there.
His hand gripped the hilt of the Ding Qin sword so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The temperature inside the dungeon then dropped.
Even the torches burning on the walls flickered and shrank under this murderous intent.
……
at the same time.
Command Center of Bureau 749
The moment the action camera transmitted the footage of the dungeon inside to the large screen in the command center in real time—
The once bustling command center fell into a deathly silence.
All staff members, whether analysts at the control panel or action team members waiting in the back.
They all subconsciously stopped what they were doing.
"Clatter".
Someone's folder fell on the ground, but no one paid any attention to it.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen.
Then came the extremely suppressed, heavy breathing.
"Bang!"
A young analyst jumped up from his seat, his fists trembling violently from the force of the movement, his eyes bloodshot!
"brute!!"
He forced out two words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and filled with boundless hatred!
"These are a bunch of animals!!!"
His roar ignited the entire command center!
"Grass!"
"Kill them all! We must kill them all!"
"This...this is something a human being could do?!"
Everyone, regardless of gender, stood up!
anger!
Extreme anger!
What we are witnessing is the most naked and cruel trampling of humanity!
Zhu Feng's body trembled violently. He gripped the edge of the control panel in front of him tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
"evidence……"
He muttered to himself, his voice trembling with a hint of self-mockery.
"What kind of bullshit evidence do we need?!"
"Just because of this stone house! Just because of these ravaged girls!"
"That's enough to kill Feng Jing and everyone behind him eight hundred times over!!"
He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the surging anger in his heart.
He grabbed the communicator and yelled into the microphone:
"Comrade Zhang Fan! Calm down! You must calm down!"
"I know what you saw! I saw it too!"
"But you can't let anger cloud your judgment! Listen to me!"
"Our primary task is to catch Feng Jing! Drag him out of his rat hole!"
"Secondly, ensure your own safety!"
"You absolutely cannot get hurt!!"
Zhu Feng's anxious voice boomed in Zhang Fan's ear through the bone conduction headphones.
In the dungeon, Zhang Fan slowly raised his head.
He did not respond.
His eyes, which were originally as sharp as an eagle's, were no longer just cold, but were now filled with crimson!
He took one last look at this hell on earth, then abruptly turned away, his voice hoarse.
"Walk!"
A single word, yet it carries the weight of a mountain collapsing and a tsunami!
The guards behind him didn't ask a single question.
With their equally bloodshot eyes, they followed Zhang Fan closely as they left the dungeon that they would never forget!
As soon as they returned to the ground, Wang Hu and another centurion rushed over with serious expressions!
"My lord! We've searched almost the entire manor, but we haven't found any trace of Feng Jing!"
"He must have escaped through the secret passage!"
"My lord! We've found it!"
"Luo Ying and Luo Li's parents have been found in a woodshed; they are out of danger!"
Two pieces of news arrived in quick succession.
But before Zhang Fan could give any further instructions...
At the front yard's defensive line, a soldier covered in blood staggered over, his face filled with despair!
"My lord... I can't hold on any longer!"
"That scoundrel Han Zhen has gone mad!"
"Under the pretext of 'suppressing treason,' he is driving the county troops into a general offensive!"
"Brothers...brothers, we've suffered heavy casualties!"
"The defenses... are about to crumble!"
The words were spoken.
A wave of despair washed over everyone!
They were surrounded by thousands of troops, while the main culprit was nowhere to be found.
They seem to be truly in dire straits!
Outside the mansion.
Han Zhen's smile grew increasingly smug and sinister.
He spurred his horse forward, gathered his strength, and shouted wildly into the mansion:
"Listen up, you bandits inside!"
"You are surrounded by a massive army of five thousand! Escape is impossible!"
"Now, lay down your weapons and come out to surrender!"
"I can grant you a quick death!"
"Zhang Fan! Stop your futile resistance!"
"I don't believe that your mere eight hundred or so crippled soldiers can break through my inescapable trap!"
His voice was mocking:
"As for Feng Jing? Heh, whether he lives or dies is no longer important!"
"The important thing is, you must die tonight!"
"Once you die, you will be a wanted criminal for treason!"
"And I am the hero who quelled the rebellion!"
"Don't worry, the sky over Shangdang County won't fall down!"
"In Xianyang, a powerful figure will surely cover this up for me!"
"Surrender!!"
Han Zhen's shouts pressed down on the already tense nerves of Zhang Fan's side.
however.
Upon hearing these words, the crimson color drained from Zhang Fan's face.
He raised his head.
Looking at the eerily illuminated night sky by the firelight, all that remained in my eyes was a deathly stillness.
Just then!
"Thump!"
Centurion Wang Hu, the tough guy who had been by Zhang Fan's side since the start of the battle, suddenly knelt down on one knee!
His armor was already tattered, and his face was covered in blood and sweat.
A pair of tiger-like eyes stared intently at Zhang Fan, and a hoarse voice roared:
"Sir! You should leave now!"
"We...we'll fight our way out for you!"
"Thump! Thump!"
As Wang Hu made his move, all the soldiers behind him who were still standing knelt down on one knee in unison!
The sound of armored vehicles colliding with bluestone slabs.
In this desperate night, it appears incredibly tragic!
"My lord! Let's go!"
"We were ordered by His Majesty to protect the Immortal Master, how could we allow him to be trapped here! We... would be guilty beyond redemption even if we were to die a thousand deaths!"
"Sir! I entrust my parents to your care! Tell them that their son has not disgraced them!"
"Please tell His Majesty! This humble general...this humble general is not a coward! Not a single soldier of our Great Qin is a coward! We have not failed His Majesty's trust!!"
Each heartfelt roar, each word a final instruction to make his last wishes.
They converged into a resolute torrent, crashing heavily into Zhang Fan's heart!
They knew they couldn't get out.
They just wanted to use their hundreds of broken bodies.
For Zhang Fan!
On behalf of His Majesty's entrustment!
To pave a path to "life" for the righteousness in their hearts!
Even if that road was made of their own bones!
Zhang Fan's body trembled violently.
The icy killing intent in those lifeless eyes was replaced by a burning heat!
He slowly lowered his head, looking at the people kneeling on the ground before him.
Young, resolute faces, yet stained with blood and despair.
My nose suddenly stung.
His eyes instantly turned bloodshot!