Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

"Waaaaah!"

Inside the prison cell.

Xu Qingqing was slapped from both sides until her face looked like a pig's head.

The woman then brushed her hair aside, suppressed her anger, got up, and picked up a pen and paper from the ground.

"What the hell do you want to eat right now? Tell me!"

"This is your last meal before you die. If you don't eat it, you'll never have another chance."

"I...I...Waaaaaah!!!!"

Upon hearing that it was her last meal before her execution, Xu Qingqing's swollen face made her speech incoherent, and she choked up, unable to utter a complete sentence.

She said just two words and then burst into tears.

Seeing that the other person was about to hit her again, she was so frightened that her whole body convulsed.

I couldn't hold it in and I peed.

"I...I...I need to see a doctor. I have depression and mental illness. My son is not even a year old and is still breastfeeding..."

Xu Qingqing's voice choked with sobs as she pleaded for mercy incoherently.

She had no appetite now; instead, she was trying every possible way to persuade her to absolve herself of her death sentence.

Even if she were sentenced to life imprisonment or a fixed term of more than ten years, she would accept it.

The woman completely ignored her.

After giving it a cold glance, he wrote it down on the paper with a pen.

"Xu Qingqing refused to eat and made verbal threats, attempting to attack the staff, leaving them no choice but to retaliate..."

He said these words openly and honestly.

He then took the paper and pen and left.

Xu Qingqing was left alone in the prison cell, weeping.

"Help! Help! I didn't threaten you verbally, and I didn't attack you... Waaah..."

She kept recounting the injustices she had suffered, wailing and shouting.

But it's too late now.

Xu Qingqing was completely unaware of it.

Her crimes are beyond redemption by any injustice.

During this agonizing time.

Xu Qingqing barely slept all night.

of course.

Besides being too scared to sleep, the main reason was that there was no heating, and she was shivering from the cold, making it impossible for her to fall asleep.

Until the next morning.

Early in the morning, before dawn, someone pulled her out.

"Xu Qingqing".

"No, I am not Xu Qingqing."

Xu Qingqing, whose trousers were soaked with dried urine and emitted a foul odor, shook her head frantically, her eyes bloodshot.

A night of fear.

It had brought her to the brink of a mental breakdown.

"I beg you, please let me go."

"I have 33 million US dollars. I can give all the money to you. When I go to the United States, I can take you all with me, sob sob."

"I have children, and my husband is the son of an African tribal chief. He is a prince, and I have already married him. I am not a Chinese, so you cannot judge me."

"This is a diplomatic incident, this is a diplomatic incident, my husband is an African prince, sob sob."

But the prison staff ignored her and coldly read out the death order.

At the same time, their identities were verified.

The same woman who read the command file was the same one from yesterday.

She put away the documents and gave a cold laugh.

"I forgot to tell you, that thing about the son of an African chief has been investigated and found out."

"He's just an unemployed vagrant from some East African country. Before the apocalypse, he stayed here for a while because of trade work. Back then, he was just a deliveryman for his boss, moving goods and running errands."

"Moreover, he has four wives and eight sons in Africa."

Cold words.

Each word struck Xu Qingqing like a heavy hammer, making her scalp tingle and her mind go blank.

"No, it's impossible, how could this be?"

Tears streamed down Xu Qingqing's face, her lips were pale and trembling, and her face was ashen.

now.

Everything in her mind, the details she had never thought about before, from her date with Jack before the apocalypse, all surfaced one by one.

Jack said he was the son of an African chief and a tribal prince.

but.

She paid for every date, every outing, and even the purchase of a small umbrella.

Even though the other party said he was very rich.

He even sent her photos of luxury homes and gourmet meals.

But upon closer reflection...

Jack's clothes seemed to have a distinctly summery style, and they were somewhat tattered.

Although he said he liked the culture of hot summer, the tattered and ragged style was part of his rap.

But now that I look at it, it's clearly the kind of second-hand clothes that are often talked about online and exported abroad during the hot summer months.

Despite muttering to himself repeatedly that he didn't believe it.

But Xu Qingqing had already completely understood.

at this time.

Because of the scorching snow and freezing conditions outside, going too far would be risky.

Therefore, they simply found a deserted open space nearby to serve as the execution site.

We've almost reached the destination.

Xu Qingqing, dressed in a thin prison uniform, was forced to kneel down, and shivered from the cold, white snow on the ground.

She suddenly tried desperately to stand up, and then burst into tears and screams.

"I... I need to find my ex-husband, I need to find Jiang Yi. I still love him, I'm his ex-wife, he'll save me..."

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"Waaaaah."

But someone was holding her shoulders down tightly, and she couldn't get up at all.

soon.

Xu Qingqing then noticed a stick-like object pointing at her back.

No, don't.

Her voice trembled.

boom! !

A sudden gunshot pierced her chest.

Under intense pain.

Xu Qingqing collapsed weakly to the ground.

Although weak, he did not die.

"Jiang Yi..."

She murmured softly, tears welling in her eyes falling onto the snow, which quickly froze into ice beads.

"Oops, I missed. Let's try another shot."

A voice filled with self-reproach rang out.

Soon, the cold muzzle of a gun was pointed at Xu Qingqing's head.

boom!

Another shot.

This time, there were no mistakes.

The bullet pierced his brain.

In the instant that consciousness is plunged into eternal darkness.

Xu Qingqing regretted it; she suddenly felt very guilty.

She remembered how good Jiang Yi had been to her, every moment of their dates, and every touching instant.

Why?

Why did she become like this later?

Why would she cheat on her husband and have a child with someone else?

Obviously.

When we got married, when we drank the nuptial wine and exchanged rings, I had already decided that I wanted to spend my whole life with this man.

Xu Qingqing only understood at this moment.

What exactly did she do, and how many people did her mistakes hurt?

"I'm sorry, Jiang Yi."

"If there is an afterlife, I will be your slave again and serve you."

The words in my heart fell.

Xu Qingqing's body also fell in the icy snow.

On the execution ground.

The woman who fired the shot stood there, unable to come to terms with it for a long time.

A female colleague came over and gently patted her on the shoulder.

"Sister, don't be sad. The dead can't be brought back to life."

"Your brother, even in heaven, wouldn't want to see you like this."