Banaga sat quietly in his office, in his hand, even holding a glass of wine he had made himself. In the distance, fierce gunfire sounds came one after another, and suddenly a shell fell near his office. Large waves of gunpowder mixed with mud and sand, poured into the room from the glass window that had already cracked, and a piece of shrapnel as big as a palm was spinning and nailed to the hard wall.

In this case, the others in the office instinctively rushed to the ground and protected their heads with their hands. Only their leader, Banagar, was still sitting there silently. He gently blew away the few dust floating on the wine sauce and sent the wine sauce into his mouth with a calm and calm attitude. Seeing his expression and movements, it seemed that the gunshots from afar were not the enemy with absolute advantage, but were launching a fierce attack on his personal guards, but the signal of their final victory.

"Bang!"

The door of Panaga's office was knocked open, and a low-level officer with a military uniform stained with smoke, blood and sweat, carrying an AK automatic rifle in his hand rushed in. He looked at Panaga, who was sitting there as steady as Mount Tai, shouting loudly: "Report, Zhan Xiage led more than 2,000 soldiers of the Joint Special Forces and the Florgasian government forces, and the troops were divided into two groups to launch a fierce attack on us at the same time. The brothers of the personal guard could no longer stop it! Please evacuate as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Banaga was not moved at all, the military position was not high, but as the captain of the Banaga guards and the low-level officer who was the most fanatical admirer, glared at several other members of the "Raging Lion" organization in the office and shouted angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Even if the leader doesn't want to leave, you can take him away!"

Seeing several loyal subordinates looking at each other and might rush up at any time and force him to leave, Banaga finally spoke, "Go, where to go?"

"Although the world is great, do you think there is still a place for me, Panaga?"

"Of course there is!" The captain of the Panaga guard shouted loudly: "Under the leadership of your leader, we can unite together, and fight hard for our faith and to create a happy heaven of our own. In these ten years of holy war, we have won and failed. Many of our brothers around us have died in battle, and the enemy has entered our home more than once. However, with the support of thousands of followers, you will make a comeback sooner or later, leading us all to create a truly ideal heaven!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" A staff member nodded repeatedly, "We can also rely on the endless primitive jungle of Florida to fight guerrilla warfare with the enemy. As long as the leader you still exist, our brothers and sisters who were broken by the enemy on the battlefield will gather around you again! As long as the eagle does not break its wings, it will have a day to fly over the mountains again!"

"Hahaha……"

Banaga seemed to hear the funnyest joke in the world. He suddenly burst out laughing loudly. He laughed so hard that everyone was confused. He even laughed so hard that even tears came out. Looking at these subordinates who were still unfamiliar with him even though the "Anger Lion" organization was at the end of their lives, Banaga reached out and shook the tears in the corners of his eyes. He smiled and shouted: "Do you think our enemies will give us a chance to make a comeback this time? Open your eyes and take a look. This time we are really finished! Zhan Xia Ge and those special forces from all over the world. They are all masters who are good at fighting in the forest, guerrilla and counter-guerrilla warfare. Even if we escape into the jungle, we can escape the pursuit of Florgasia's army, but how can we avoid the relentless pursuit of the world's most elite special forces?"

After drinking the wine in the wine glass, Banaga raised his hand and threw the wine glass hard onto the wall. He looked around at everyone present and said in a deep voice: "When I was fourteen years old, I joined the Red Front and fought for our Farr people's nation and freedom. A year later, I was dissatisfied with the organization's overly conservative attitude and too 'soft' style of conduct. I led more than 20 like-minded brothers to establish the "Florgasia Angry Lion" organization and became the highest leader of this organization. What kind of storms have I never seen in my life? Even if I lose or lose, I will lose openly and make me chased like a mouse, and finally I was shot to death in the jungle in a mess. I can't do it!"

After gently tidying up his clothes, a kind of unspeakable pride suddenly rose on Banaga's face. He whispered: "Now the enemy is at the city, my most trusted military advisor is dead, but his disciple is an absolute villain. He actually found that the situation was wrong and ran away without a trace. My biggest wish now is to see with my own eyes what kind of character the War Heroes is, which can force Banaga to such an end of his life!"

Banaga waved his hand and said, "Go, go, now we are defeated, and there is no need for you to make unnecessary struggles. Everyone should disperse and run away."

The captain of the guard put down the weapon in his hand, and he lay his body completely on the ground. He reached out and hugged Banaga's legs, leaving a kiss representing absolute loyalty and respect on Banaga's leather boots.

"I am the captain of your personal guard. Protecting you is my duty, and it is also the reason for every brother of our personal guard to survive, and the greatest motivation to train ourselves hard every day. We cannot do it if we want us to throw away this duty and motivation and choose to escape like a group of foxes!"

The guard team raised their heads and stared at the man who was most respected in his life and had even reached the height of "God" in his heart. He said in a deep voice: "Now it is time for all the brothers in our guard to verify their vows and sacrifice themselves for our ideals and beliefs!"

He kissed the leather boots that were in his heart again, and the captain of the guard grabbed the weapon again and straightened his chest. He pushed open the door of Banaga's office and went back without looking back. Following the captain of the guard were several members of the "Raging Lion" organization who had never been to the battlefield before, but at this time, his eyes were filled with a fanatical light, holding weapons in his hands, and trembling all over his body!

Watching these followers, carrying a heroic aura all over his body, towards the battlefield, Banaga slowly felt a sour pride in his heart. When he was at a loss, he could never return to the sky, and there were these most loyal guardians around him, and he could really be proud!

Half an hour later, the door of Banaga's office was once again pushed open. A soldier who was about 190 cm tall and had a strong aura all over his body. With the strong smell of gunpowder, he stepped into the Banaga office, which represents the core of the power of the "Raging Lion" organization.

The soldier's eyes looked like two black gems, with a faint glow. He stared at the man sitting behind the desk with a calm and composed a breath of calmness on his body. He asked in a deep voice: "Banaga?!"

Hearing the other party's call, Banaga raised his head. He looked at the soldier who had entered his forbidden area with his scrutiny. He asked without answering a question: "War Heroes?!"

The two of them collided in the air, stinging each other's eyes, but they were both surprised to find that they did not find the hostility they should have in the other's eyes.

But they are indeed enemies.

The best soldier in the world, a terrorist leader who is second only to bin Laden in the world, looks at each other carefully across an office desk. They are all carefully observing each other's expressions and demeanors, secretly measuring the energy hidden in their bodies that cannot be underestimated, and they also feel the pride and dignity that are everywhere in each other.

Banaga reached out and grabbed the bottle he placed on the desk. After taking a big sip, he suddenly threw the bottle to Zhan Xiage, "This is the wine I made myself, and only the military advisor Jin Zexi accompanied me to taste its taste."

Zhan Xiage raised his neck and drank all the wine in the bottle. Banaga narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhan Xiage. He asked, "Are you afraid that I would poison it in the wine? You must know that I have been at the end of my life now, and I may have poisoned it in the wine. Before committing suicide, I can still pull my most hated opponent together on the road. What a happy thing."

"You are an absolute hero. You may act ruthlessly and use any means, but you still have your own principles and dignity. If you use this despicable method and bite others at the death like a mad dog, you are not qualified to reach the peak of the stage at all, and you are even less likely to have so many subordinates who are loyal to follow and willing to fight for you."

Zhan Xiage casually wiped off the wine stains on his lips with his sleeves and said, "I must admit that your personal guard is the best and most powerful force in the world! And I want to congratulate you on having a good guard captain. I have never seen a soldier who can still stand firm even after being hit by more than 40 bullets in his body!"

Banaga also smiled. He looked at the best-looking soldier in front of him with his most admired gaze, who was very careless, but both military technology, command charm, vision, and thinking ability were the best choice. Banaga smiled and said, "I must admit that I have always been very curious about you. Military advisor Jin Zexi admires you very much, and the viper Liu Wei hates you to the core, but when these two people introduced you to me, their statements were amazingly the same...'A man who can create miracles'. You used less than 3,000 special forces soldiers, plus a group of civilians who had not received any military training and might not even shoot guns. They captured Apunada, who had 35,000 "Raging Lion" soldiers, and achieved a decisive victory for the Florida government. You did create a military miracle that turned defeat into victory in Florida!"

Pulling open his desk, Banaga took out a bullet-filled pistol from the drawer. Facing the terrorist leader holding a weapon, Zhan Xiage still looked calm. Although he and Banaga were only meeting for the first time, they had the same characteristics in both of them, which made Zhan Xiage believe that Banaga would not use this pistol to suddenly shoot at him.

"I chose to embark on the road of fighting for national liberation. I have been prepared to devote myself to faith. The only thing I worry about is that I am afraid of dying in the hands of an unknown man. I don't want to be defeated and captured and sent to court, and be judged by the so-called people, the so-called just judgment, and finally hanged on the gallows in front of hundreds of people."

"I have learned to kill people since I was fourteen years old. I spent most of my life in battle. I killed people like numb, my hands were bloody, and under my command, countless people died. They called me the leader of the terrorists. When they heard my name, even children could be scared to cry. Not to mention that they were my enemies, even those around me were careful when facing me, fearing that I would be a little dissatisfied, so they drew their guns at them!"

When Banaga said this, his face suddenly raised an absolute pride. He put his pistol on his desk and pushed hard towards the direction close to Zhan Xia Ge. He said proudly: "In this world full of sheep and cowards, there are very few people who are qualified to look at me in Banaga. Dead in the hands of a hero like you, even if I enter the kingdom of heaven, I can still hold my head up and chest up!"

Zhan Xiage stared at the bullet-filled pistol on his desk, and he asked in a low voice: "You put biochemical gas on your country, you attacked innocent civilians with human bombs, and did so many things that you have resented every day, and you don't regret it at all?"

"Repent? Didn't you kill a six-year-old girl to the gun of the enemy? Didn't you rely on inciting the citizens of Apunada City and then take the opportunity to use various assassination methods to intensify the conflict between our "Raging Lion" army and civilians, and achieve the final victory?"

Panaga stared at the War Heroes and said, "We Far people have been oppressed in Florida. A nation cannot be treated fairly and protected by the law. We rise up and resist, want to build a country of our own and a happy home of the Far people, what's wrong with it?"

"Who doesn't want to win openly and upright like ancient knights on the battlefield?! But... you can see clearly that even when our "Raging Lion" organization reaches the peak of its achievements, our soldiers' training is still not as good as the Florida government forces, and our weapons and equipment are even worse than the Florida government forces. We did not have large-caliber artillery, no air force, and no navy in the early stage! Zhan Xiage You are a soldier. Please tell me, with our strength at that time, we were not tired of living. How could we fight against the artillery and fighter bombing of the Florida government forces with absolute advantage, and fight against them with the blood of the soldiers?!"

"But in this situation where you can't confrontate head-on, what should we do? Give up our dignity and hope, continue to live a humble life, and carefully live under the faces of others. Or simply give up your own efforts, use all the methods, and use all the best to attack our enemies, creating one trouble after another for them, so that they should think twice before acting even when attacking us?!"

"You China is composed of dozens of ethnic groups, but the Han people have a large population, and they have an absolute advantage in terms of quantity and quality. Your government has formulated a strategic policy for close, unity and peaceful coexistence among all ethnic groups. In this environment, you have never experienced racial discrimination and oppression. How can you understand our feelings if you are like us?"

Banaga said: "If we exchange positions, let you live in a world full of strange eyes and deliberate discrimination. With your character of Zhan Xiage's unyielding character and acting inconsistently, but as long as you set a goal, you will never change your characteristics. You can only become a super terrorist who is more ruthless than me and acts more terrifying than me!"

Zhan Xiage was silent for a long time before whispering: "You promise you are right. I can understand your thoughts, but I cannot agree with your way of doing things. If you want to change the status of a race, you don't have to use extreme means such as war and division. If you are less self-pity and more self-improvement, you can achieve the goal of revitalizing the race through peaceful means! Here I have a sentence for you, and your entire Fal tribe... If people learn to respect themselves, they are not afraid of not being respected!"

Banaga repeated the two sentences "If a person learns to respect himself, he will not be afraid of not being respected", and he is already a little confused.

The words of the War Heroes continued to float into his ears, "I have been in Florida for more than a year and have a certain understanding of this country. I think the reason why the Fars were discriminated against in Florida is that the places where the Fars gathered were all deserted islands, which were restricted by geographical environment and developed slowly, and their economic development was still too poor and backward. The blind belief in religion even blocked their eyes and ears. The Fars themselves could not change the rhythm and add to the development of the country. When discriminated and stimulated, spiritual leaders like you should have led everyone to work harder, rather than promoting religion, inciting racial hatred, and using various terrorist attacks to achieve pathological self-esteem and self-improvement! What you gained with power and high pressure is only hatred and endless wars, not respect, and not a happy paradise on earth!"

Zhan Xiage untied the military kettle backpack on his body, but it was not the military kettle inside, but a box that was square, carved with crystal stone and carefully decorated by skilled craftsmen. Zhan Xiage gently rubbed the crystal box, and a gentle and sad mood suddenly surged in his eyes. He gently placed the box on the desk in front of Banaga with a careful action.

"If you cultivate more outstanding talents like Bonaka in the Far tribe, and improve the quality of the entire race by opening up people's wisdom and collective efforts, in the near future, your Far tribe will only receive respect and recognition!"

Hearing his daughter's name, Banaga stared at the box carved from crystal stone. At this time, Banaga's calmness and Banaga's calmness all disappeared. At this time, Banaga is no longer the supreme leader of the "Rage Lion" organization, no longer the racial rushing member known as the "Rage Lion Horn". Now he is just a middle-aged daughter, and no longer a poor father with a relative.

Staring at the crystal box containing the ashes of his daughter in front of him, Banaga's body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, and his Adam's apple surged up and down, but after a long time, he did not say a complete sentence. When Banaga stretched out his trembling hand and gently stroked the crystal box, Banaga's hands suddenly stopped because he suddenly discovered that someone had engraved the same sentence on this crystal box in English and Chinese: Bonaka, you are my eternal wife, your eternal longing.

What got Bonaka married?

Why doesn’t he know this father?!

Below this passage, there is another name that someone uses a saber to carve it little by little, engraved into the eternal history little by little... The Song of War Heroes!

Zhan Xiage stared at the man in front of him who had reached the end of his journey and was holding his daughter's urn, and tears finally couldn't help but flow out one by one. He shouted softly: "Dad!"

Hearing such a title, Banaga's body trembled violently. At this time, Zhan Xiage looked at Banaga's enemy and Bonaka's father, and he lowered his rather than bent. "Sorry, Dad, it was Bonaka who allowed me to truly understand the taste of feelings in this life, and it was Bonaka who exchanged my life for my life. Although I already have my own wife, although we are not married, in my heart, Bonaka is my wife! You are Bonaka's father and my father, but I continue to be enemies with you, and even let all your careers and plans become bubbles, forcing you to the point of ending your life. But..."

Speaking of this, Zhan Xiage bit his teeth lightly, and he continued, "I don't regret it!"

The life-and-death enemy who is not a common person, is just a confidant who admires each other for the first time, a strange father and son, a bastard and father-in-law who have a wife and even insists on pulling their daughter in...

Banaga was surprised to find that the relationship between him and the War Heroes was so complicated that he could only sigh at the various amazing opportunities in the world.

Banaga was silent for a long time before asking, “How did she die?”

Zhan Xiage whispered: "I will avenge my wife!"

Banaga did not ask again. He knew that a person like Zhan Xia Ge would definitely speak like a mountain. When he made this vow, the murderer who hurt Bonaka would have to face the endless pursuit of a terrifying powerful enemy like Zhan Xia Ge for the rest of his life. The grudge between these two people will not be stopped until death!

"Fight...Xia Ge!"

Bagana was still not used to treating this too outstanding enemy in front of him as his son. He said in a stern voice: "I don't know what happened between you and Bonaka, but if you really want to treat her as your wife, I want to ask you to do me a favor, okay?"

Zhan Xiage nodded vigorously.

"Although the 'angry lion' is an absolute terrorist organization in your eyes, it is indeed a protective umbrella of the Fal tribe. Now that I am finished, the entire 'angry lion' will collapse. I hope you can use your influence on the head of Florgasia and ask this country not to make things difficult for the Fal tribe, nor do you deceive the Fal tribe."

Zhan Xiage stared at this man who had been working hard for his racial strength all his life. Even at the last moment of his life, he still cared about them and even spoke to his enemy. In Zhan Xiage's eyes, the respect was not only respect but also respect.

"And...if possible, I hope you can let the people of the Far tribe understand how to learn to respect themselves!"

Zhan Xiage looked at the extremely simple office of Banaga. He savored the taste of the inferior wine made by Banaga. This was a great fighter who fought for his own racial strength. He had long given up his life, and even gave up his life as a normal and powerful person, and he might have a desire to enjoy himself.

It is because Banaga has such a perfect personality that he has a strong leadership charm and unites the Fal people firmly by his side.

Perhaps the only mistake in Panaga is to choose the seemingly direct and easiest way to succeed.

Seeing Zhan Xiage nodding again, Banaga smiled. He really smiled. He slowly closed his eyes and whispered: "Okay, the time is almost over. You should do it. Give me a dignified way of death. My biggest enemy in my life, my...son!"

Zhan Xiage slowly grabbed the pistol on the desk. When the muzzle pointed at Banaga's head, he felt the coolness brought to his skin by the muzzle. Banaga's body could not suppress itself, but he was still sitting there quietly.

"Goodbye...Dad!"

"Bang!"

A bullet shell rolled out of the gun chamber happily, and at the same time, the blood from the tent suddenly burst out from Panaga's head.

The "Raging Lion" that was rampant in Florgasia finally fell.

When Banaga died, there was still a smile on his lips, as if he was carrying a fatherly smile, watching Zhan Xiage walk out of his room with his urn holding Bonaka's urn.
Chapter completed!