Before he could explode from his rage, the Japanese had helped him settle everything properly. The heads all over the ground also made the remaining children put away the hatred in their eyes. They trembled and stayed beside the women, sobbing softly. These children learned the first lesson of their lives in the face of the bloody slaughter, which was to be respectful and submit to the strong. Under Zhang Xiaoqiang's tacit approval, the victors held the women in their arms and laughed. Many of the men were naked and shamelessly chased the screaming women beside the piles of blood and corpses. Regarding these filthy and ugly things, the ponytail girl wanted more than once to ask Zhang Xiaoqiang for an explanation. After Liu Manman translated, Zhang Xiaoqiang only said one sentence to the girl, "I'm not the savior of Japan. I can give all these people to you. As long as you can support them, you can take them away. Of course, I won't follow you …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's words made the ponytail girl feel conflicted. Looking at the chaotic camp, she held her breath and ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang. She held the hands of the two children and walked to the side, ignoring them. When the Japanese who enjoyed killing and raping finally calmed down, the entire camp and all the buildings were burned to ashes. The remaining women and children were driven together and ignored. The materials and belongings collected from various warehouses were all piled up at Zhang Xiaoqiang's feet. Most of these materials were rice, dried vegetables, and some dried mutant beast meat. In addition, there were clothes, bedding, daily necessities, and some alcohol. What Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted most was a cigarette.
"This is the largest of the four islands of Japan … Our area is near Osaka City … There is no wireless equipment in the city that you want. These things are the most important things for each force. The islands of Japan are not divided. There is an organization called New Izumo that unites all the forces in Japan. We are a subordinate force of the nearby Okamoto Force, and Okamoto Force belongs to a force called Axe Mountain. These forces are very united and very conservative …"
As a Chinese who had lived among the Japanese until now, Liu Manman still had some understanding of the Japanese forces. Her words implied that she admired Japan for being able to complete the construction of order and stability so quickly. Zhang Xiaoqiang disagreed with Liu Manman's statement. Through Liu Manman's narration, Japan was not as chaotic as it was during the Warring States Period. After all, the biggest enemy of the Japanese was zombies. Now, with the addition of the mutant beast tide in Tokyo Bay, the Japanese were still very united. On this basis, not all Japanese survivors could be taken care of. After all, it was not easy to feed a person in the post-apocalyptic world with a lack of resources.
This resulted in a considerable number of homeless people. These people were forced to wander because they could not establish a gathering place. The survivors that Zhang Xiaoqiang incorporated belonged to this kind of people, and so did the homeless kindergartens. They had no fixed residence, no clothing, and could only find all the materials and food they could use in the wild to survive. The mysterious force of the New Izumo could be said to have controlled the entire gathering place in Japan. Japan's territory was small, and the large forest made it easy for survivors to survive. It was a hundred times easier to unite than China, and a weaker leader might not be able to do it.
However, after hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not feel discouraged. Instead, he felt a strong sense of crisis. Most of the Japanese population was concentrated in the cities, and there would be at least four to five million survivors out of a base of nearly 130 million. This did not include the three to four million foreigners who lived in Japan. Among them, there were at least 700,000 Chinese. If so many people could be integrated into a whole, the power that could be exerted in the future would be too great. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know if Japan would rise before China after the apocalypse.
"What is Okamoto?
Tell me about it … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang randomly picked a bottle of maroon wine from the pile of supplies, unscrewed the cap, took a sip, and quickly spat it out. He threw the bottle of wine that all the survivors longed for aside and refocused on the Okamoto forces. Their subordinate forces were destroyed by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and it was impossible for them not to react. When Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Liu Manman about the Okamoto forces, her face suddenly changed, and a trace of fear and despair flashed in her eyes. Her whole person fell into a trance …
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's question made Liu Manman come back to her senses, but the horror in her eyes did not disappear. She trembled and said, "Many students from Taiwan died in their hands. The leader of Okamoto is a militarist. All the foreigners in the small forces under their control were turned in as tribute. These people were all fed to the cannibal monsters. I was almost fed to those things at that time … Fortunately, my husband is Japanese, and my child is also Japanese …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes suddenly flashed, and the joints of his hands made a cracking sound. He seemed to be calm as he slowly stretched out his waist and asked casually, "Are you afraid of me?
Why?
Do I make you more afraid than Okamoto … "The plain words contained infinite power. Liu Manman's whole person suddenly suffocated. Under the baptism of killing intent around Zhang Xiaoqiang, every inch of her skin stood up with goosebumps. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's cold eyes, Liu Manman slowly lowered her head and whispered," I don't know … If you want to kill me, then kill me. Please let my child go … "
When Zhang Xiaoqiang, who originally did not have any killing intent, heard this sentence, his killing intent suddenly rose. His plain tone suddenly became gloomy, and he roared hoarsely, "Don't forget that the blood of the Han people flows in your veins. If you don't want to be a Chinese, I will kill you now …"
"No … I have always been a Chinese …" Liu Manman suddenly looked up in panic, and the eyes looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang were a little more lively. When she looked into Zhang Xiaoqiang's deep eyes for the first time, she found that the way Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her was different from how he looked at the Japanese. She suddenly realized that all her worries were superfluous. The man in front of her was not the cruel devil in the legend. His masculine appearance and heavy aura not only brought about killing, but also redemption and the warmth of blood being thicker than water.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard Liu Manman's words, the knot in his heart slowly loosened. He slowly nodded and said to her:
"I can't send you to Taiwan. I believe that you will not have a better life in Taiwan than here. However, there is already a revival of Huaxia on the mainland. In the revival of Huaxia, no one will starve to death, and no one will lose their dignity. As long as you help me get a high-power radio station, I promise to let you return to a safe and prosperous environment …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's promise was powerful, and every word was resolute and full of unparalleled confidence. This strict promise finally made Liu Manman's numb heart feel as if it had been moistened by sweet dew. Her originally ashen and bitter face instantly became a little more radiant. She couldn't help but clench her hands in front of her chest and plead, "Can you let my child also go …" Liu Manman's request made Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart sink. He would never forget the resentful eyes of the child looking at him just now, and the standard Japanese. He suddenly thought of Liu Manman's naked body full of scars. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did the scars on your body come from?
Why didn't the child's father care about them? "
Liu Manman lowered her head, and her whole body trembled slightly. It seemed that the scars all over her body were hurting at this time. After a long time, she said bitterly, "His father did it …" Liu Manman seemed to be afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang would vent his anger on the child. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang pitifully, "But without him, I can't live …"
"That's because you gave birth to a Japanese …" This sentence was on the tip of his tongue, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say it in the end. He knew that if he said it, this woman, who was already covered in scars, would be hurt even more. Besides, the situation of the women in the mainland of China might not be as good as this woman in front of him. He had seen too many extremely miserable women. Rape was a small matter, and there were also women who were used as meat to make preserved meat dripping with human oil. This kind of scene was not unique. It happened all over the country. After seeing it many times, his previous resentment turned into a routine numbness. Sometimes, Zhang Xiaoqiang himself asked himself, "But without him, I can't live …"
"Let him become a Chinese. This is a must. Otherwise … it's up to you …"
After saying this sentence, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to say more. He turned his head and looked at the survivors in the distance. The woman behind him was sluggish for a moment, and immediately came to her senses. She nodded heavily and said, "His name is Liu Zhonghua …"