Chapter 2146 Like Father, Like Son
“Hashet, you see I am right, I have told you, he is not dead.”
Opened his eyes drowsily , Hayes found himself lying on his back on the cold plank bed, and the thin figure of the old military doctor stood beside him.
For a moment he wondered what had happened to the open grave and the dirt on his chest, what a nightmare this must have been.
When he tried to stand up, a strong hand on his chest stopped him.
"Hayes, don't get up in a hurry yet."
Hashet's face appeared in his field of vision, and Hayes suddenly realized that his vision was different from the past, so he reached out and touched his cheek.
Wrapped in a bandage and covering his left eye.
“My eyes.”
The military doctor shook his head helplessly.
"There's no way, your eyeball has been basically destroyed, I can only remove it to prevent infection, but you should be lucky that you still have another one."
Hayes didn't show too much frustration, Perhaps it was the lifelike death experience he had just experienced that made him realize that he was lucky to be alive.
"Uncle, I'm fine."
Hayes slowly sat up, with some bandages still wrapped around his body. After looking around, he found that he was not on the battlefield, but here. At the orbital hub located behind their position, hundreds of injured soldiers were sitting or lying against the walls. The smell of blood from their bodies made the place smell like a slaughterhouse.
After taking a breath, he looked at Hachet.
"Uncle, fight"
Hachet, who also had a bandage around his neck, shook his head.
“I didn’t hold on. I had already repelled a wave of enemies, but unexpectedly another wave came. There was also a hell beast and several chaos eggs inside. In the end, I could only blow up the passage and retreat here, but It probably won’t be safe for long.”
Hachet said, looking around, then stepped forward and put a piece of paper into Hayes’s hand, and whispered:
"I've secured a place for you to transfer injured soldiers. After you have a rest, go to the station immediately. There is the last bus there. It will take you to the safe area behind the third line of defense. These red pirates can't last long. You can go home safely when the battle is over.”
"Wounded soldiers?"
Hayes turned his attention to the groaning comrades, many of whom were missing arms and legs.
“Shouldn’t it be for those who are more serious?”
“Fool, this is our last position and the grave of most people. We must cover the friendly flanks to the end, Now the entire regiment is actually disabled, with less than one-fifth of its strength. The second battalion has also been reduced to a company. Even the wounded have to fight. This quota is actually to save their lives."
Speaking, Hashet took out a small silver sky eagle emblem.
"I have kept some things in the military depot over the years. You can use this to get it after the battle, but don't be fooled into cheating it, you know? The woman last time was pretty good. She should wait for you and marry her when you get back. Have a few children, and the money will be enough for you to live peacefully, and don't have anything to do with the war anymore."
"Uncle."
Hayes thought of many things. When they eat together, Hashet always says that he can't eat, leaving the best part to him. When his military uniform is damaged, the other party will find a way to mend it for him, and he is always protecting him during the battle. Sometimes when he gets up in the middle of the night, he will find the other person sitting not far away looking at him with a nostalgic look. Gradually, his eyes become moist. "Why are you so nice to me?"
Hachet reached out and touched his head, then sat next to him.
"It's an old story. I once had a family, a wife, and a son. My father was a soldier, and so was my grandfather. Of course I am too. As a low-level officer, I always firmly believe that war can only have glory and victory. , until one day I returned to my hometown that had been turned into ruins. I could not evaluate whether the governor was wrong in using incendiary bombs to suppress the riots, but from then on I had doubts about the war. I could no longer perform my duties as I did in the past. I could only act like a A deserter is like a coward. I used my skills to occasionally eat and drink in the army, and then hid in a small bar in the bottom of the nest to drink and dream to death over and over again. After more than ten years of such a rotten life, sometimes I also think, Maybe my child escaped that disaster and is waiting for me somewhere now? I also try to find it, but I know there is no hope. It is just a motivation for me to continue living."
As he spoke, Hashet stretched out his hand, gently stroked the hair on Hayes' head, and said with a smile:
"If he is still alive, he should be about the same age as you. He is always the same as you. It’s full of whimsical thoughts. His favorite thing is an Astartes wooden doll I gave him when he was five years old.”
Hayes looked at the other person’s dusty face and sighed. Make a light fist.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't want it."
"It doesn't matter, I will tell you even if you don't ask. Hayes, you are a good boy with a heart that has not been dusted in the cruel war. You should not die in this meaningless place, but before leaving, I There is one last request."
"What is it?"
"My full name is Hashet Bathory. According to my grandfather who has been dead for many years, our family can. Dating back to the great era when mankind began to conquer the galaxy, it has given birth to countless great heroes and even great interstellar warriors. However, these have nothing to do with us. In the final analysis, they are just a lonely small family in Zhongchao. , but it still carries a lot of the past, Hayes, are you willing to inherit this surname?”
Looking at Hashet’s eyes full of expectation, Hayes suddenly felt the wounded soldier in his palm transfer. The weight of the approval note, Hashet's care for him over the past few years, and their experiences flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.
Hayes never knew who his parents were, but this man told him what a father was.
He nodded vigorously.
"From now on, my name will be Hayes Bathory, and I will tell everyone that I am the son and father of Hashet Bathory."
Hashet trembled slightly His hand touched Hayes's cheek, tears streaming down his eyes, and then he held Hayes in his arms.
"Okay, son, I'm proud of you."
After a moment, the two separated, and Hashet smiled and wiped away his tears.
"Let's go, son, I have packed your backpack. Leave here and stay away from the war. But always remember to pray to the Emperor, who has saved your life countless times."
Hayes silently He nodded, stood up, and saw his backpack on a shelf not far away. He walked over and found that there were many things stuffed in it, including blood-stained expedition manuals, which belonged to those fallen comrades. The cover said Everyone's name, Bell, Fitz, Jung, Peak, etc., so many people, so many lives, and all that is left is this booklet.
However, most of them did not even have the most basic commendations. Hayes originally wanted to put a gold star sticker symbolizing the honor of veterans on their expedition manual, but logistics told him that there was no such thing——
Not from the beginning.
The Expedition Manual is just a traditional "motivation program" that never means anything and therefore has no follow-up steps.
From the beginning, it was a consumable item, like the soldiers who received these manuals.
(End of this chapter)