Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

The smell of blood in the alley was so thick that it seemed to freeze the air.

When Wang Zhenbang and Li Tie rushed in, they saw this hellish scene.

The ground was littered with incomplete corpses of Sakura Country warriors, broken blades and splattered blood mixed together, forming a bloody picture full of violence and death.

In the middle of the sea of ​​blood and corpses, Ma Xiaojun was shirtless, holding a one-eyed man who was still twitching slightly by the neck with one hand, like holding a chicken, and lifting him in the air.

His eyes, which appeared somewhat bloodshot due to excessive congestion, burned with undisguised murderous intent.

He raised his other fist, the fist as hard as iron that had just smashed countless skulls and weapons, and was about to use it against the last surviving "bastard" in his hand to put an end to it all once and for all.

"stop!"

Wang Zhenbang's thunder-like roar rang out in time.

Ma Xiaojun's fist, which was raised high, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He slowly turned his young face, which still had the aftereffects of battle and was stained with blood, and looked at the captain who had hurried over with some confusion.

The murderous intent in his eyes that seemed to burn everything to ashes quickly faded away after he saw Wang Zhenbang's familiar face.

Instead, there was a feeling of obvious grievance.

He stopped his attack but did not let go of Onizuka, who was already rolling his eyes due to lack of oxygen.

"Captain?" he asked, somewhat puzzled. "You're here?"

"If I don't come soon, are you going to tear this place down?!"

Wang Zhenbang rushed forward a few steps and took a look at the tragic scene around him that was like a Shura field.

He looked at Guizhong, who was being held half alive by Ma Xiaojun with one hand, and was so angry that he wanted to curse and laugh at the same time.

He walked around Ma Xiaojun and checked him carefully. Only after confirming that he had no scratches on his body except for some other people's blood, did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, he began to scold me without any hesitation.

"Who told you to take off your armor?! Do you think you're invincible just because you've been genetically modified?! That thing is to save your life! What do you think it is? A prop to show off?!"

"If something had happened just now and you had been stabbed in the kidney, I don't think you would have had time to cry!"

Faced with the captain's criticism, Ma Xiaojun's young face was full of grievance.

He muttered quietly.

"But they were the ones who first damaged my armor with that weird grenade..."

"Then you shouldn't have taken it off!" Wang Zhenbang's voice became even louder. "Even if that 'Ming Guang' vest was paralyzed by the EMP, it's still the strongest bulletproof vest on the planet! Can't you just wear it and wait for us to come to support you?!"

"Who gave you the courage to go head-to-head with dozens of knife-wielding desperadoes with your bare hands?!"

"Also, who told you to kill so many people?!"

"I……"

Ma Xiaojun was speechless after being scolded, but he still couldn't help but make an excuse.

"Captain, you told me not to indiscriminately kill those ordinary Sakura people. I listened."

"But this time, it was these people who attacked me! They set a trap to kill me! Is it wrong for me to fight back?"

"Of course it's right to fight back!" Wang Zhenbang was amused by his words. He stretched out his finger and poked Ma Xiaojun's chest, which was as strong as a rock.

"But you have to show some sense of propriety to me!"

"Look! Look at what you've done!" He pointed to the dismembered bodies lying around him. "Yes, these people all deserve to die! Even if they die a thousand times, it's not enough!"

"But, you have to at least leave me a complete tongue for interrogation, right?!"

"Now look what you've done! You've chopped them all into a paste! Who am I supposed to ask? How are we supposed to know who's behind all this?"

"Who brought that damn virus to Kyoto? Huh? I'm asking the devil!!"

Wang Zhenbang was really angry.

He pushed Ma Xiaojun away, then pointed at the dying Guizhong in his hand and gave an order.

"Quick! Put that thing down! Be gentle! Don't kill it!"

"Then go and see if there's anyone lucky enough to still be breathing in that pile of pulp. We have to bring a few back alive and report to the higher-ups!"

Hearing this, Ma Xiaojun finally realized his mistake.

He said "Oh" and a slightly embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

Then, he threw the completely unconscious Onitsuka to the ground like throwing a garbage bag.

Then, he began to rummage through the pile of bloody corpses reluctantly.

However, at this moment.

A cold light filled with determination and resentment suddenly flashed in the one intact eye of the ghost who was thrown on the ground.

He knew that the plan had completely failed.

If he falls into the hands of these Dragon people, he will face endless humiliation and torture that will be even more unbearable than death.

He, Onizuka, as the last samurai of the Great Sakura Empire, absolutely cannot accept such an ending!

He used up his last bit of strength and quietly reached his right hand, which was still movable and hidden in his sleeve, to his waist.

The handle of the "Muramasa" sword, which had long been broken, was there, with a small piece of sharp blade still remaining.

Just aim at your neck...

However, before his fingers could touch the broken blade.

A foot like an iron boot suddenly stepped on his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, an irresistible pain came, accompanied by a crisp "crack" sound, and his wrist bone was ruthlessly crushed.

Then, there was a sharp pain from the back of the head.

Then, his consciousness completely fell into endless darkness.

Before he completely lost consciousness, the last thing he heard was the young Dragon Nation warrior's vague words, which were tinged with disdain and mockery.

"Captain, you know what, this little devil is quite courageous..."

"But, you want to commit suicide in front of us? Oh, it's not that easy..."

……

Soon, Ma Xiaojun and others returned to Longguo with seven or eight "survivors" who were knocked unconscious, including Guizhong.

In the deepest part of the Buzhou Mountain base, there is an interrogation room specially used to interrogate "special targets".

Faced with the "mind-reading" device of "Nuwa" that can directly read the bioelectric signals of the cerebral cortex and cannot be resisted by any will, the mental defenses of Onitsuka and others collapsed completely almost in an instant.

They revealed all their plans, including the CIA's support behind the scenes, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

When the top-secret interrogation video recording all the truth was handed over to the highest-level meeting of the Dragon Country Military Commission.

The entire conference room erupted in an uncontrollable rage.

"Bastards! Bastards! These little devils! They are simply not human beings!"

General Chen was so angry that he was shaking all over when he saw the ugly faces of the old nobles in the video as they were discussing how to turn 20 million of their compatriots into zombies.

He slammed the table so hard that a clear crack appeared on the heavy conference table made of century-old mahogany.

"For their own ridiculous, bullshit power! For the few dollars and villas promised by the Eagle Sauce guys! How could they do such a heartless and inhumane thing!"

"This... this fucking thing, what's there to judge?!"

"Scum like this, worse than animals, should be dragged out and shot to pieces!"

"No! Shooting them is too easy! They should be cut into pieces alive!"

His proposal was immediately unanimously agreed upon by all the military generals present.

Each of them was completely enraged by the unbridled evil of Onitsuka and his men.

However, just as the chief was about to nod and agree to the proposal of "execution on the spot".

Fang Yu, who had been sitting in the corner in silence, suddenly spoke.

"Comrades, please don't be so quick to get angry."

His voice was not loud, but it was like a basin of cold water, accurately poured on the anger of the crowd that had already reached its peak.

"Just letting them die quickly and painfully is... too easy for them."

Everyone was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

General Chen asked directly.

"Xiao Fang, what do you mean by that? Do we still need to talk about humanitarianism towards these bastards?"

"No." Fang Yu shook his head, with an unfathomable and mysterious smile on his face.

"I mean……"

"Leave him and his 'companions' to me."

"They are to us..."

"It's still very useful."