Chapter 2147 The End of the Soldier
Hayes zipped up his bag silently, then turned to look at Hachet, who just smiled and waved to him.
He also waved to the other party, then picked up his bag and put it on his shoulder, walking through the crowd without saying a word. Suddenly he saw his group leader.
Arni's armor has long since lost its original smoothness and brand-new appearance. It is covered with traces of battle. The left shoulder, right leg knee, and left rib are damaged, and dried blood has formed black stains on the joints. of siltation.
He seemed to be inspecting the military camp, and even the Crusader guards following him had reduced from the past twenty to only three or four, and all of them were injured. This shows how tragic the previous battle was.
Then Arney noticed Hayes and waved to him.
Hayes trotted over, raised his chest and raised his head in salute.
"Captain!"
A smile appeared on Arni's pale and tired face, and he seemed to feel much better after seeing the "lucky thing" in the group.
"Hayes, it's great that you're alive."
Then he noticed the bag on Hayes' shoulder, thought of something, and nodded.
"It's okay. You've already given a lot, but I'm just a little sorry. Originally, I wanted to win a soldier's medal for you."
Hayes put down his hand, and after a moment of silence, the first This time he boldly faced his leader.
"Captain, why are you all still here? Why are you waiting to die here?"
Arney showed a bitter smile and reached out to touch Hayes' head.
"Because this is an order. We are required to hold our position. Before we get the order to retreat, even if we hit every soldier, we have to be nailed here."
What else does Hayes want to say? , but finally swallowed it back in the throat.
Arnie then patted him on the shoulder.
"Hayes, you have been allowed to leave the battlefield, but I hope you can remember those brave people and the glorious moments you served."
After saying that, he turned around left.
Hayes stood in a daze for a while, then turned around, but after taking a few steps, he saw Habri. The big man's left hand had disappeared from the elbow, and he was wrapped in a bandage and leaning weakly against the box. He seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Hayes knew that Habri was most afraid of pain, and such an injury must be terrible for him.
He felt something reproaching his conscience.
Taking another two steps, he saw Winter. The boy was lowering his head to sort out the ammunition. He had bandages around his waist and head, and seemed to be sobbing softly.
Hayes walked over and patted the other party's shoulder gently. Winter raised his head and then said in surprise:
"Brother Hayes! You...you're awake!"
Hayes nodded.
“Ah, I’m lucky, I didn’t die.”
“That’s good, everyone”
Winter turned to look at the helmets piled randomly aside. Many helmets Horrible injuries can be seen, ranging from lacerations to penetrating injuries.
“There are not many of us left in the company. Brother Peak was also killed, and political commissar Ayi was also killed. Are we all going to die here?”
Hayes looked at the helmets, was silent for a long time, and then stretched out his hand.
"Winter, please give me your expedition manual and give me a ride." Winter didn't know what happened, but he still handed the expedition manual to Hayes and followed him Walking towards the almost empty rail transport station, there was a rail truck full of wounded soldiers and rail cars parked there.
Winter and Hayes talked a lot on the way, and also mentioned the last meal he had with his family when they were leaving. He didn’t know what it was that evening, after feeding the animals. When he returned home, he found his parents and sisters sitting in the kitchen waiting for him, and it was obvious that all had cried, their eyes red and swollen with grief.
At first he was wondering why they were crying, until he saw the black-edged enlistment notice lying quietly on the table between them, the Imperial Eagle on the surface had already explained everything.
The meal was extraordinarily sumptuous, the pan simmering on the stove giving off the smoke of meat and the delicious aroma of his favorite foods.
But Winter admitted that he couldn’t taste the taste at all, because at that time he suddenly thought that no matter how many years were left in his life, those same aromas would now always be associated with a kind of despair. associated with sadness.
Then he talked about his mother's anxiety when he was sick as a child, but she had no choice but to hold him and pray to the emperor until his father found a doctor.
There is also the effort he and his father put in to move and build a new water pump. He even broke his head for this, leaving a shallow scar. His mother blamed his father for this. long time.
Their life patterns seem to repeat themselves day after day, only changing with the seasons. However, there are always unforgettable details. This is the meaning of family. Giving some real meaning to the seemingly boring life is something that Hayes has never, or will never, understand.
But he suddenly realized the goal of all the wars he had experienced, just like the fog cleared before his eyes. It had nothing to do with faith or honor, it was just fighting for those who could not fight.
A smoking officer waited impatiently at the front of the car. After seeing the two people, he immediately shouted:
"Hurry! It's just you! Otherwise I'll leave! Heretic tm It's coming soon!"
"Brother Hayes, are you leaving?"
Went looked at the cart with a slightly envious tone, and then his tone became lower. In fact, he had already guessed that Hayes would not come to this place for no reason.
"Then can you help me bring something to my family."
Before he could finish speaking, Hayes put the voucher directly into Winter's hand, and then pushed him forward.
"Go back and talk to them yourself."
Winter was stunned on the spot, his mind barely reacting. Hayes just opened his expedition manual and then entered the last chapter. The page poked a hole and was thrown towards the opponent.
"Winter, you do not belong to the war, you belong to the farmland, family and relatives. Just let these memories of the war stay on paper."
Winter took the expedition manual and asked blankly:
"What about you, Brother Hayes?"
Hayes replied with a smile, his tone was particularly relaxed, as if he was talking about something trivial. little things.
“I want to be with my father, my comrades, my regiment leader, and my regiment.”
“Hurry up!!! Or I’m leaving ! ! ”
Hearing the whistle, Winter hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around and ran towards the officer, and handed the officer the voucher tremblingly. The officer let him get on the car without even looking at it, and then the truck started running slowly. Winter ran to the parking space and shook his arms vigorously.
"Brother Hayes! You must survive!!!!"
Hayes smiled and waved goodbye to the other party, then turned around, he had already heard the crazy roar. The wind answered that there were still gunshots that seemed far away, but he was used to it, and all the loneliness, struggle, and despair disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented sense of transcendent tranquility.
He has his own relatives, his own family, and an "identity" in the true sense.
War can never hurt him again.
War will no longer scare him.
The young soldier held the red little angel statue in his hand and walked firmly towards the battlefield, disappearing into the endless noise
(End of this chapter)