Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"...Right, my dear team members!"

Chapter 821 Revenge and Dignity

"...Is there any tea? Make some tea, he doesn't drink..."

While thinking about it, Lin Bei walked up and down the control center, leaning on crutches, trying to find something.

On the seat beside him, Zhang Dongchen raised his head and took a sip of the spicy blended wine. Hearing Lin Bei's words, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Tea? Why don't you want freshly squeezed juice?"

"Fresh-squeezed juice is also fine. If you have something good, hurry up and take it out. Don't hide it. What's the point of eating it after today?"

Lin Bei muttered, and Zhang Dongchen became impatient for a while. From the monitoring to Wang Xuebin's plane information until now, Lin Bei's mouth has not stopped even for a second.

"...I said, can you stop for a while? It's just for the last moment, can you let me be clean?"

"...No, I haven't seen the captain for more than ten years, I want to find something good to entertain, what's wrong?"

"Don't bother, no matter what, you'll still have to die, unless we change our plan and kill him in advance!

Now the fourth team is outside, everything that can be done has been done, the rest is left to fate, life is life, death is death, what can't be seen through the age? "

Hearing Zhang Dongchen's words, Lin Bei paused slightly and became lonely. Leaning on crutches, he limped to Zhang Dongchen's side, snatched his hip flask, and took a sip.

"...It's not that I can't see through it...I just...when things come to an end...I'm just afraid to face him...I..."

'Bang bang!bang bang! '

"...Gun fighting is based on the CAR axis shooting technique and Mozambique shooting method, as well as parkour and unlimited fighting!

When you can integrate these instincts, coupled with the assistance of cautious tactical thinking, no one is your opponent in close combat..."

As the familiar voice got closer, Lin Bei and Zhang Dongchen's bodies in the control center became more and more stiff.

'Ding dong! '

The doorbell rang, and the two people who were frozen in place were shocked immediately. They looked at each other and stood up together...

'Ding dong! '

Another doorbell rang, and the two finally came to their senses. Zhang Dongchen pursed his lips, stubbornly standing where he was, refusing to move.

Seeing this, Lin Bei took a deep breath helplessly, leaning on crutches, and limped towards the door.

Outside the door, Wang Xuebin, who didn't have a trace of blood all over his body, casually stuffed the two guns into her hands under Duo Duo's eyes full of fear and bewilderment.

"...these two guns were made by myself, with a 17mm caliber, a capacity of 1+500 rounds, and an empty gun weighing [-] grams.

Because I like to use the hand presser, so I added a counterweight, and the recoil was specially adjusted a little higher, if you don’t like it, you can modify it yourself, I taught you..."

The door opened, Wang Xuebin paused, turned his head slowly, took a deep look at Lin Bei who was getting more and more uneasy, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked in without saying a word.

In the control center, the atmosphere was so depressingly silent, both Lin Bei and Zhang Dongchen had thousands of words to say.

But at the moment when he saw that old but stalwart figure, for some reason, all the words he wanted to say were blocked in his throat, he couldn't spit out, couldn't swallow, it was extremely painful.

"...Tell me...why are you dumb?

You spent a long time trying to plan one after another, didn't you just want me to step into your territory?

Now that I'm here, what do you say? "

Pushing Zhang Dongchen three steps away, he sat upright in the very center of the control center, with an imposing manner, as if he should have been sitting there in the first place.

He turned his head and glanced at Duo Duo who was still standing at the door, and then at Lin Bei who was beside her in a dull manner, with his gray eyebrows raised high, he leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair.

"15 years ago, you, me, and Lao Han participated in the rescue in Shanghai, and Dodo was also rescued by the three of us!

You were also the one who suggested adopting her afterwards. I know you wanted to tie me down through her, but for the sake of our lifelong friendship, I didn't refuse!

how?

My friendship is so worthless?

Can't even exchange a word of truth?

Tell me again in front of me now, do you know the cause of her parents' death? "

Looking at Wang Xuebin's dignified and serious face, Lin Bei's body couldn't help but tremble, the sweat on his forehead dripped profusely, his mouth muttered a few times, but he couldn't say a whole sentence...

Beside Lin Bei, Dodo stared blankly at the person whom he claimed to be his grandfather, staggered two steps, leaned against the closed door, covered his mouth with one hand, and choked up.

A pair of swollen and ugly eyes stared at Lin Bei. She was smart and had already understood the meaning of Wang Xuebin's words, but she dared not believe it, and still had a glimmer of hope...

What if grandpa's words are false... What if...

Beside Wang Xuebin, Zhang Dongchen, who saw the scene in front of him, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to step forward, looked at Wang Xuebin's side face, gritted his teeth and said:

"...Captain Wang, it's me..."

"You? Stars? Oh... no, now it's called a black hole, why? Stars are dead?"

Sensing Wang Xuebin's substantive gaze, Zhang Dongchen couldn't help turning his head sideways, let out a sharp breath, and raised his head to look at the white ceiling.

"...Dead, how many brothers are dead, Biaozi, Xiaopao, Erdan, Bingmao, all dead...I'm dead too..."

As he said that, Zhang Dongchen finally had the courage to lower his head, his scarlet eyes were full of endless grievances.

"...Big team, you know me. Since when did I, Zhang, be afraid of death? How many times have I charged at the head!

But... but... but the captain... we were wronged... all died in vain..."

Zhang Dongchen choked up and roared like a wronged child.

"...The coalition government is fucking dishonest! Brothers didn't die on the battlefield, they died at the hands of their own people!

The charge is massacre of civilians, exile! ! !

Fuck it, the terrorists who killed more than 160 people were civilians, and our special forces that killed 22 terrorists turned into murderers...

Exile! ! !Frozen to death! ! !

team leader! ! !Where were you at that time! ! ! "

Zhang Dongchen cried and roared, blood clenched from his fists, dripped to the ground, and exploded sadly...

Looking at this scene, Wang Xuebin's original solemn face gradually became lonely. He raised his head and stared at him deeply, sighed softly, and said melancholy: