Inside the Desola Administration Building.
Outside the window, there were bursts of gunfire and shouts of killing, and the whole building was shaking.
“Crash!”
Some of the ornaments on the wall were knocked off by the tremor, and the wine bottles in the cabinet fell down and shattered on the ground.
Bayin Yaqiao was unmoved. He took a bottle of his favorite red wine, slowly poured a glass of wine for the chief of staff, and then sat on the sofa next to him.
Listening to the non-stop gunfire outside, he knew in his heart that everything indicated that the era of the Red Hat Military Government's rule would come to an end tonight.
Bayin Yaqiao looked at the flashing lights above his head, his eyes reddened, and after a long pause he asked, "Have Sana and the others left?"
The chief of staff paused and said slowly: "Yes, they left when the war started. Now I don't know where they went."
Bayin Yaqiao sighed and said, "We have been fighting for a lifetime. Maybe it's time to spend time with your family... You should be with them. And I, at this moment, should be with my soldiers."
The chief of staff looked at him and said nothing.
Hearing this, Bayin Yaqiao slowly closed his eyes. After a long silence, he said in a hoarse voice: "I thought of a lot... including when we were sixteen or seventeen years old and just joined the Red Hat Army."
The chief of staff couldn't help but reveal a trace of nostalgia in his eyes: "Those were really good years... Although our lives were in danger at any time, we were not bound by power."
Hearing this, both of them fell into silence.
After a while, Bayin Yaqiao slowly stood up and said with a hint of determination: "It's time to end this."
Hearing this, the chief of staff also stood up and said to him with a firm look: "I should stand with you at this time, my comrade."
Bayin Yaqiao turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face: "You are not just a comrade-in-arms, you are my best friend."
After saying that, the two hugged each other tightly, then left the safe house together, holding their glasses of red wine.
…
In the corridor outside the door, a large number of people gathered. They all looked anxious and were busy going in and out.
"General..."
When Bayin Yaqiao came out, everyone fell silent and looked at him. These people were either ragged or covered in dirt, all of them had suffered from the ravages of the battlefield, and everyone looked very embarrassed.
Bayin Yaqiao slowly swept his eyes over everyone and nodded at them.
Everyone consciously moved to the sides, leaving a wide passage.
Under the gaze of everyone, Bayin Yaqiao and the chief of staff, holding glasses of red wine, walked towards the communications room.
Many core generals had already understood something from the commander-in-chief's eyes and immediately followed him silently.
After entering the communications room, Bayin Yaqiao waved his hand and asked the communications soldier to step aside. He stood in front of the terminal and paused for more than ten seconds before reaching out and pressing the call button.
He smiled and said in his calmest and most hearty voice: "Soldiers, I am your commander-in-chief, Bayin Yaqiao."
The originally noisy communication channel suddenly became quiet, and everyone listened to his speech quietly.
Bayin Yaqiao paused and continued, "This is a farewell telegram. Your commander is dying. Apart from me, no more soldiers should die in this war. All the turmoil is over... Goodbye, my soldiers."
The moment he let go of the communicator, the sound of gunfire outside suddenly took a sharp turn and the volume quickly became smaller.
At this moment, it seemed as if all counterattacks no longer existed.
Bayin Yaqiao stood there, with his back to the crowd, looking indescribably lonely. After thinking for a long time, he turned around, slowly pulled out his gun, and raised the red wine glass in his hand to the crowd.
Seeing this scene, all the core generals in the communication room looked solemn and saluted him in unison.
Bayin Yaqiao drank the red wine in the glass, placed the glass gently on the table next to him, then pointed the gun at his temple, and with his fingers shaking slightly, he decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, Bayin Yaqiao fell to the ground, blood splattering on the wall of the communication room.
The moment he fell down, he seemed to be dreaming back to when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
At that time, the Little Ice Age had just ended. Like most children, he was hesitant and confused. In order to have a full meal, he took up a gun, joined the rebel army, and began his military and political career.
When he gradually gained power in the middle period, he was full of ambition and wanted to do something for his hometown and his nation. Unfortunately, in his later years, he cared more about power and the continuation of his leadership.
After the gunshot, his life's merits and demerits were left for future generations to judge.
Thirty seconds later, there was intense gunfire in the communications room.
After Bayin Yaqiao committed suicide, more than a dozen core generals also committed suicide with guns. They left their lives in Desola, and did not choose to be a prisoner of war, but to face the opponent they had fought for more than 20 years with death.
…
Ten minutes later, the Red Hats flag in front of the administration building was burned and the flagpole was cut down.
“Bang!”
The moment the flagpole fell, it meant that everything was over. All the Red Hat Army soldiers laid down their weapons and surrendered. The entire Desola was then taken over by the Mexican-American coalition forces.
Su Tianyu and his men searched all the places around the administrative building, but they couldn't find Kang Dinghuang. This person disappeared and his whereabouts are unknown.
This was a big pity tonight, but there was nothing we could do. In such a huge battlefield, trying to find a person accurately was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
At the same time, not far away, in a trench, when many soldiers saw the flagpole fall down, their eyes showed disbelief.
"Victory! We won!!"
"Finally the fight is over!"
After a moment of silence, a thunderous cheer suddenly rang out on the battlefield. The soldiers on the outer battlefield all hugged each other and cried!
In this long war, they lost too many friends, comrades, and even relatives. Fortunately, in the end, the old Mexico won the war, and the government of Bayin Yaqiao finally ended and became a history.
From now on, Lao Mo is unified! The dark clouds of war gradually dissipated, and the sky gradually ushered in a dawn!
…
Lao Qian, with a cigarette in his mouth, curled up in a bomb crater and gritted his teeth, finally got his cell phone back.
With trembling fingers, he made a video call to his wife.
In the picture, a little boy holds his mobile phone, blinks and asks: "Dad, why did you change the badge on your shoulder?"
Old Qian smiled and said with tears in his eyes: "Your father got promoted! I am now the Chief of Staff of the Brigade!!"
"Oh!" The little boy responded, not quite understanding.
On the screen, the wife picked up the child and asked worriedly, "Honey, how is the situation over there?"
Lao Qian immediately said, "It's over! Lao Mo's war is finally over!"
Hearing this, my wife let out a long sigh.
…
On a dilapidated fishing boat in the waters outside Desola.
Kang Dinghuang was lying in the cabin, his chest and abdomen were hit by shrapnel, and he was bleeding heavily. He was dying, and he heard the sound of gunfire in the distance gradually fade away, and his consciousness was a little blurred.
On the boat, a medical soldier came over and was about to inject anesthetic into Kang Dinghuang.
At this moment, Kang Dinghuang slowly opened his eyes and said very weakly: "Notify... Commander Wang... Lao Mo was defeated, and there is a change in Longcheng... District 1 must fully support Longcheng... Otherwise, more than ten years of hard work will be burned..."