Ye Zi looked out the window. Gun smoke filled the air. The light sea breeze could not dissipate the heavy atmosphere. In the air, the atmosphere of despair and hope intertwined, making it suffocating to watch.
The citizens held their children in their arms and celebrated that they had survived today and survived successfully and humbly. The blind soldier was crawling around on the ground with blood all over his body. He searched around with one hand on the ground, seeming to be looking for something.
What.
Maybe it's his hands, or his feet.
Finally, Duosuosuo touched a round object with a smooth surface. The soldier held the object and raised his head to the sky. His eyes were blind and he could not see the blue sky.
However, a drop of hot bloody tears flowed from his eyes.
Shivering, he was touching the thing in his hand, as if he wanted to confirm whether it was his own.
Ye Zi looked at it without saying a word. In fact, the soldier was looking for a photo of his mother. This photo had been stored in the pocket watch, and the surface was tightly sealed with a glass cover.
The soldier's fingers were all stained with blood. He was holding on to the things in his hands for fear that others would snatch them away.
Ye Zi opened his mouth, but no sound came out from the bottom of his throat.
There was a pocket watch in the soldier's hand, but it was just a slightly scratched mirror.
Ye Zi was silent for a while.
Mobilizing the Honkai in the air can help the soldier get what he wants. Looking at the sunny and handsome boy in the photo, and looking at the scarred warrior, Ye Zi was silent for a while.
He walked forward gently and placed the pocket watch in the soldier's palm. He gently patted the back of the soldier's hand.
The soldier couldn't see clearly what the leaves looked like, but the feeling in his palm was exactly what he was looking for. The soldier smiled.
He smiled brightly like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
Hoarse voice, accompanied by coughing
"Thanks."
Ye Zi did not speak, stood up and left. The soldier had no chance of saving his life. Instead of watching this proud soldier die in embarrassment in front of him, it was better to give him a quiet and dignified death.
Seeing the lights of thousands of houses turned off and everyone hiding in their own fortress like a ghost, Ye Zi remembered the last words of "thank you" before the soldier.
Ye Zi laughed, and the extremely sarcastic laughter echoed in this block full of corpses and no one alive.
The people who should say thank you are not the soldiers fighting for their hometown, but the people who lock the doors.
"Thanks."
Ye Zi spoke in a low voice, as if replying to a soldier.
She could understand this soldier who was about to die, because she was once a Chinese Honkai Resistance Army who swore to fulfill her duties to all of China.
Step by step, Ye Zi left the scene
The whispers in her ears became louder and louder, even destroying Ye Zi's ability to judge to a great extent. Just like not long ago, when the three hundred Fu family members were guarding the customs, she wanted to help, but the whispers in her ears stopped her.
Got her idea.
When she woke up again, the truth was still over. The beaches of China had withstood the impact of the Honkai Beast wave, but it was a great victory.
But for the three hundred Fu family members and even the people who died on this beach, this was unacceptable. They contributed the only thing they had.
"What does it feel like to die for your beliefs?" Ye Zi returned to the room, looked at the empty surroundings, and asked this philosophical question.
…
Three days after the war.
China held a mourning ceremony, and Lin Wei stood in the middle, with his head buried underneath. There were nearly three hundred thousand spiritual tablets placed densely in Nuo Da's square.
The ones in the middle are: Fu Gong and Fu Ye.
Fu Hua also came to the scene, and with her were the five remaining children of the Fu family. Only five children of the Fu family who had grown up died overnight.
The memorial service is over.
Fu Hua took the oldest child, who was only five years old, picked up Fu Ye's spiritual tablet, and spoke softly and tenderly.
"Brother, let's go home." Fu Hua stumbled back to the silent Fu family mansion. Everything that was familiar became no longer familiar. Without familiar people, hometown is no longer hometown, and home is no longer home.
.
In just three years, Fu Hua has lost the two most important people in his life, his younger brother Fu Ye, and [Energy Body] He Wu.
Fate is always so unlucky.
Being able to bully a person to this extent, the misery of a big shot in the eyes of others is just a test of fate, but only she herself knows how painful she is in her heart.
The antique door of the Fu family was closed. Fu Hua left China with five descendants of the Fu family and boarded the spaceship bound for [Flame Chasing Moth]. This spaceship was the latest build of [Fire Chasing Moth].
Its name is:
Moonlight Throne.
Finally, Fu Hua took the five Fu family members and looked back at Yanzhou, then at the big Fu family.
These five children may live, grow old, sick and die in [Fire Chasing Moth], or they may return to China with their fist gloves in hand and assume the posture of [Cun Jin. Open the Sky] to shoulder the responsibility of the Fu family's thousand-year-old family.
flag.
Maybe he will be like the young Fu Ye, suppressing the contemporary Jiangnan geniuses.
But the future has nothing to do with Fu Hua. Fu Hua doesn't want to think too much about it, and there is no need to think about it.
Her first priority now is to raise these five children to grow up and become heroes like their fathers.
By the way, I am taking the lonely king to wait for the return of [Energy Body] He Wu. Waiting for his return intact.
The results of the war in China were fruitful. They resisted the invasion of the Honkai beasts. This should be something that should be happy and worthy of celebration, but all the Chinese people present were not happy.
This battle is won. But the price is too high. Maybe there will be a few heartless people on the Internet who only want hot topics to praise China, but the vast majority of people in China will choose to mourn in silence for the 300,000 people who fought for China.
A moment of silence for the souls of safe development.
The cruelty of the war made everyone realize that there is no such thing as quiet time, it's just that someone carries the burden forward for them.
Things that happen far away are happening in front of you. Anyone with some conscience will choose to put down what they are doing at this time and mourn for the three hundred thousand souls.
Really, because of them, they were able to live in stable and peaceful years.
The Moonlight Throne soon arrived at [Fire Chaser]. The only person to pick up the plane was the fat tiger standing in the center who looked a little silly and cute.
Kevin Kaslana was really busy dealing with public relations. Fu Hua brought the five Fu family members to a small villa. They needed to rest for a while.
Fu Hua said nothing and left in a depressed mood.
Changkong City was destroyed, and 49 million people died.
Cangqiong City was destroyed, and 47 million people died.
The Shenzhou Guard was successful and 400,000 people died.
The deaths of more than 100 million people have plunged the whole world into a strange atmosphere.