The Thunder Eagle was moored on the shore, and a team of sailors separated and began to clean up the damaged warships destroyed by lightning strikes. At the same time, they collected the bodies of the dead "marine colleagues" and held burials at sea.
The nuns took the children and put their hands on the shore with sad expressions on their chests, praying silently to the corpses buried at sea.
"Why don't you tell them the truth?"
Ghost Spider stood on the deck unhappily with a cigar in his mouth, watching this scene, and snorted:
"These beasts...if the lieutenant general hadn't discovered the clues and killed them along the way, all these little guys would have died in the hands of these bastards, and now..."
Now he is actually regarded as a hero who died unexpectedly while saving others, was buried at sea, and was seen off by nuns and children?
That’s a bit ridiculous!
"We have to maintain the image of the Navy."
The flying squirrel on the side squinted at the sun in the sky:
"And the oldest of these children is only about ten years old. Their fate is already tragic enough, so why bother showing them the ugliest side at this time?"
"Remember, the truth sometimes doesn't matter."
The flying squirrel glanced at the ghost spider and said quietly:
"If I can make these children at least believe in light and justice in their hearts, I believe that even the lieutenant general here will agree with my approach."
It seems to be the same...
Ghost Spider nodded subconsciously, but still felt a little depressed. He gritted his teeth and said:
"No, we can't just let it go. It's okay to lie to these children, but I must expose these beasts to the top. I can't let these guys be exposed within our navy.
Treat him like a hero or martyr?"
"You don't have to worry about this."
The flying squirrel couldn't help laughing, "You don't need to poke me. The Lieutenant General will never allow this to happen. In my opinion, with his temperament, he probably has to make a special trip to the Beihai First Branch before returning to the headquarters.
, follow the clues and check carefully to see if this branch is rotten to the root."
"Hey, it's true what you said."
Thinking of Nuo Xia's past style, Ghost Spider couldn't help but get excited, and the last bit of depression in his chest disappeared.
He was even a little impatient, hehe... With the Lieutenant General's thunderous methods, some people in the Beihai First Branch may be in bad luck.
Waited for a while.
The so-called "burial at sea" was finally completed, and the nuns also prayed for the end of the silence and prepared to take the children aboard the Thunder Eagle and leave the beach.
However, before boarding the ship, the Ghost Spider stretched out an arm and stopped him.
"What...what's wrong...Mr. Major General? Aren't you here to pick up the children and leave?"
The nun was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but she still mustered up the courage to ask stammeringly. The child following her turned pale with fright and shrank his body behind the nun in fear.
Do I look so scary?
The ghost spider touched its nose depressedly, glared at the gloating flying squirrel next to it, then turned back and tried its best to put on a gentle and approachable smile:
"No need, the crisis in Freifans has been resolved."
Eh?
The nun looked confused. Fortunately, at this moment, the flying squirrel finally took the initiative to intervene and roughly explained what happened in the white town not long ago.
"Lieutenant General Bailong???"
After hearing what Flying Squirrel said, Sister Lesa's eyes widened and her breathing became rapid: "You mean, you are all Mr. Bailong's subordinates, and he himself is already in Freifans and has stopped the war.
?”
"That's right."
The flying squirrel said with a smile: "Anyway, after a friendly negotiation in person with the lieutenant general, the five kingdoms have all withdrawn their troops and returned home an hour ago. We arrived too late and could not make the trip, so our mission is to escort you and the children.
Return safely."
"That's it, that's great..."
The nun was so happy that she couldn't help but put her hands on her chest. She wiped away the tears of joy from the corners of her eyes and looked back at the excited children, but she hesitated to speak.
"Are you worried that the children won't be able to walk?"
Flying Squirrel stroked his beard and smiled, "Well, it's a small problem." He turned around and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Xiuzuo, please excuse me."
"It's no trouble. It's my honor to be able to do my part."
Xiu Zuo, who had been prepared for a long time, grinned, came to the front of the deck, and clapped his hands.
The next moment.
Amidst the disbelieving looks of the nuns and the exclamations of "Wow--" from the children, white paper cranes flew out from Xiu Zuo's sleeves, swelled in the wind, and danced and circled to their heads.
around...
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after an hour.
Dozens of paper cranes floated down on the streets of the white town. The children were chattering about what they had just seen on the flight, and the excitement of flying for the first time in their lives still remained on their faces.
The marines also followed and marched here. Under Flying Squirrel's instructions, some of the marines escorted the children home, while the other began to distribute the medicines and supplies they brought to the residents in the city.
At this time, the white town has basically restored order.
If it weren't for the craters and scorch marks left on the surface of some buildings along the border, it would be hard to imagine that just a few hours ago, this was a desperate situation where hundreds of thousands of troops were besieging and approaching, with imminent destruction.
Luo carried Amy on his back and was escorted by a young navy lieutenant. He looked towards the hospital. As he walked along the way, his mood became more and more incredible.
Did such a big thing happen last night?
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the five neighboring countries invaded aggressively, trying to completely wipe out the Freifans, but they were repelled by Lieutenant General Noxia alone?
And the entire white town was intact, with few people even injured?
How on earth is this... done?
It's a miracle, right?
Then he thought of himself last night, still in the corridor of the hospital, trampling on the photo of Lieutenant General Bai Long in despair and angrily, and then compared it with the white town that had returned to light at this moment. For a moment, Luo was in a daze, and even turned the corner.
You don't even know if you bump into someone.
"Sorry, I really didn't pay attention..."
He apologized hurriedly and was about to bow when a pair of generous hands held his shoulders.
The warm touch was so familiar that he raised his head in a daze, and what he saw was his mother, who was sobbing silently on her husband's shoulder, and Dr. Trafalgar, who was standing with a smile: