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"Boom...boom..."

The underground command center in the capital city.

The dull sound of artillery shells or missiles exploding could be heard from time to time.

The dim lights flickered due to fluctuations in the power system, illuminating the tense faces.

Inside Li Bingcan’s command room at the deepest part.

The screen on the wall barely managed to maintain its life due to the short-term power supply, and occasionally showed the real situation on the battlefield.

In the smoke-filled picture, the flames of artillery fire flashed from time to time, accompanied by the soldiers' terrified shouts and roars of orders.

Li Bingcan leaned back in his chair dejectedly, with a blank expression.

In the messy room, there were overturned tables, messy documents and scattered wine bottles everywhere.

"boom!"

A sudden loud noise broke the silence in the command room, and even caused Li Bingcan's long-numb face to twitch.

His heart instantly rose to his throat and he subconsciously stood up from the chair, looking towards the door vigilantly.

The usually unbreakable security door was violently pushed open, the door frame was twisted, and the hinges were broken...

A group of fully armed soldiers with cold expressions rushed in, with the black muzzles of their guns all pointed at Li Bingcan.

Then, several generals with high-ranking insignias on their shoulders walked in with stern expressions.

The leader was Cui Mingyuan, the mastermind of the Seoul mutiny and Li Bingcan’s confidant.

"Cui Mingyuan, what are you doing? You brought people into the command room without permission. Are you trying to rebel?"

Li Bingcan's voice was full of anger, but he couldn't hide the panic in his heart.

As he questioned, he took a few steps back calmly and reached out to try to press the communicator on his waist to call the guards.

"Sir, the soldiers are fighting bravely outside, but you are so depressed. How can you take on the responsibility of commanding us to fight against the enemy?"

Cui Mingyuan stared at his former boss with a stern gaze. Facing his question, he righteously retorted:

"What we need is a leader who can lead everyone to fight together, not a commander who is addicted to alcohol and has lost his fighting spirit.

Your behavior has seriously affected the morale and overall combat effectiveness of the soldiers.

At this critical moment of life and death, we must make a choice. For the survival of the capital and everyone, we need a clear-headed and capable leader. "

"So, Your Excellency."

Cui Mingyuan took a step forward and said in a resounding voice:

"We are not betraying, we just need a leader who can lead us to continue fighting."

Other generals also echoed: "Sir, the situation is critical. Please hand over the command to Division Commander Cui to lead us to fight."

Upon hearing this, Li Bingcan's bloodshot eyes slowly swept over the several generals who followed Cui Mingyuan. His expression was unpredictable, and his pupils appeared abnormally dilated under the dim light, revealing a kind of beast-like ferocity and confusion.

"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that all the division commanders have followed you."

The strong sense of reality made Li Bingcan feel mixed emotions. He stared at Cui Mingyuan, slowly put down his hand holding the communicator, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Cui Mingyuan, since you have already contacted all the division commanders, it seems that you have planned this in advance, so there is no need for me to say anything more. The result will be the same whether you are given command or not.

I just want to ask, are you going to shoot me or hand me over to the North Korean army outside?"

Cui Mingyuan waved his hand first, asking the people inside to leave, and asked calmly, "Why do you say that, sir?"

Then, Li Bingcan looked at him like a fool, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and sneered, "At a time when we are doomed to fail, you come to seize my command. Aren't you planning to hand me over to the government? In exchange for yourselves being spared from being liquidated?"

"Your Excellency the Chief is truly a man of foresight."

Cui Mingyuan walked to the desk, picked up the bottle on the table, poured himself two glasses of red wine, and then handed a glass to Li Bingcan, smiling slyly:

“In less than five days, most of the capital city had been reduced to ruins and occupied by the North Koreans.

We never expected the enemy's artillery fire to be so fierce, and with hundreds of drones hovering overhead all the time, we were powerless to resist.

If the fighting continues, everyone will really be dead.

So everyone had to find a chance to survive.

That is, only by putting all the blame on you can we have a chance of survival."

"Humph."

Li Bingcan took the wine glass, laughed sarcastically, and took a sip of red wine. The scarlet liquid wet the corners of his mouth: "Don't forget, it was you who instigated me to mutiny. You are the culprit who caused South Korea to be in the current situation."

"I do not deny."

Cui Mingyuan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and there was a sinister arc at the corner of his mouth: "But only you know about this matter, so as long as you don't say it, no one will know.

Everyone thought I was just following orders.”

"No wonder I wanted to promote you, but you didn't want to."

The irony on Li Bingcan's face became even stronger. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes:

"It turns out that you already had your own way out. Your so-called loyalty is just a facade. And now, you have no hesitation in pushing all the blame onto me and clearing yourself of all the infamy. You are truly calculating."

Cui Mingyuan's face changed slightly when he heard this, but he immediately regained his composure and said calmly:

"Sir, don't blame me.

It's because you didn't get Daxia's recognition that we are in this situation.

Otherwise, you would have ruled South Korea by now, and your brothers would have followed you and enjoyed a good life, instead of being trapped in the basement and living in fear all day long."

Li Bingcan listened quietly, shaking the wine glass in his hand gently, and complex emotions were intertwined in his deep eyes, anger, unwillingness, and perhaps sadness.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "Well, the entire capital city is about to be buried with me, what else can I say...

However, God is watching what we do. I, Li Bingcan, cannot extinguish the anger of the people in the capital whose homes were destroyed... So, I will wait for you down there. "

After saying this, Li Bingcan drank the remaining red wine, put down the glass, and his eyes were filled with despair and sadness, as well as a hint of determination: "Come on, send me off for the last time."

Cui Mingyuan said nothing more. He slowly pulled out a shiny black pistol from his waist. A fierce look flashed in his eyes and he pulled the trigger.

"boom."

With a crisp gunshot, the bullet pierced through the silence, tore through the space, and shattered Li Bingcan's life... Li Bingcan's body slowly leaned forward and fell to the floor...