After dinner, the three of them hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the bed to Murphy, who was the most tired.
Connie went to rest on the sofa, and Verak was full of energy and chose to go out alone to explore the city.
This is not where Diaz grew up, but when he got here, Diaz always popped up in his mind.
At this time, about half a year had passed since Diaz's death, and he still remembered the promise he made to Murphy and did not dare to forget it in the slightest.
Mongolia was torn apart and on the verge of total collapse. He never dared to publicly say that he would lead Mongolia to peace, but the determination in his heart never wavered.
Others always think that he is a person who is good at creating miracles and can do anything, which always makes him feel frightened.
Only this time, he calmly accepted other people's expectations.
He will definitely do this to be worthy of Diaz, worthy of Murphy, worthy of all the comrades at the main station and sub-stations, and worthy of the villagers of Shuang Naga Village.
After wandering around for a few hours, the sun was about to set, and Verak returned to the hotel along the same route based on his memory.
Connie was the only one left in the hotel.
"Murphy woke up after sleeping for a while. He said he was not tired, and then went out to find a way to contact the comrades at the sub-station." Connie explained.
"I really can't take any time to rest." It was reasonable and unexpected. Verak didn't think much. He sat down and took a sip of water, waiting for Murphy to come back.
In the evening, Murphy came back with a stack of newspapers in his hand.
"Back." Verak stood up to greet him.
"I saw newspapers from major newspapers were sold here, so I bought some." Murphy handed the newspaper to Verak.
Verak took it and briefly browsed through it. They were basically world-class newspapers such as Le Monde, Western News, and Political Weekly. The content reported here was much more comprehensive and detailed than the local Saraba Daily.
Murphy closed the door: "There are no suitable conditions for contacting the sub-station here. I thought of a way to write a letter and send it to let them know that it is safe."
"Well, we don't need anything. We just need to let them know it's safe and wait until we get to Monrego City to establish stable contact." Verak sat down and read the newspaper.
"When are we leaving?" Murphy wanted to start the revolutionary cause in Monlego City.
"Have a day of rest and set off the day after tomorrow." Verak glanced at Murphy's legs and set the departure time.
Every time, Murphy's legs were almost healed, but after a few days of intense travel, the condition deteriorated again. After these few times, he now walks with a slight limp.
He could ignore it, but Verak couldn't just watch him destroy his good legs like this.
"I can leave." Murphy felt Verak's gaze.
"The day after tomorrow." Verak was too lazy to reason with Murphy and emphasized the departure time in an unquestionable tone.
"Take a good rest." Connie advised, holding a newspaper.
"We'll take the train anyway, so we don't have to walk much." Murphy fought for it without giving up.
Verak put down the newspaper: "Did you see something?"
Murphy didn't hide it and admitted: "I saw Antonio was forcing conscription and taking many people away forcibly. If this continues, all innocent people will be ruthlessly involved in the war machine to serve these heartless gangs.
Careers strive for hegemony.”
The thing about conscription that impressed Verak most deeply was the new conscription law promulgated by Dunman last year. It stipulates that people from every family who meet the age limit must be drafted into the army, but they can also be exempted from service through high exemption payments.
Such an unequal conscription law forced the poor to fight on the battlefield, while the rich could live and die in bustling cities.
In the end, Virak and others organized the Tunman people to protest fiercely, forcing the Tunman government to abolish the new conscription law.
Today, the situation in Monlego is a hundred times worse than that in Dunman.
The warlords' bottom line is much lower than that of the Tun Man government, and they are much more arrogant.
The Tun Man government needs to implement new laws to enforce inequality in a legitimate manner. The warlords of Mongolia do not have to do that. They can just force conscription, and those who resist will be dealt with on the spot.
Unlimited expansion of troops, arming civilians who have never seen flesh and blood in their lives, and pushing them onto the cruel battlefield.
This is extremely common among warlords. It is so common that no one thinks there is anything wrong with it. Those people who are used to being aloof do not think that the fate of civilians is worthy of being called fate.
"...This matter cannot be rushed." Verak could understand Murphy's touch.
His hometown has become a hell on earth, how can he still sit still.
"Building a branch station one day earlier, even just one day earlier, may have saved many people from death." Murphy was suffering in his heart. He knew that his legs could not bear it anymore, but he also knew that he could not be so indifferent and wasteful.
time.
"Well, this is a big city after all, and the medical resources are much better than those in Shuang Naga Village. Tomorrow you go to the hospital to have a good look at your legs. If there is no problem, we will set off." Verak made a new arrangement,
"You don't want your legs to get worse in the future. Instead of being of any help to your hometown, you also become a burden, right?"
This sentence poked at Murphy's weakness.
Of course he doesn't want to see that he can't do anything and needs others to take care of him: "Okay, I will go to the hospital tomorrow to take care of the leg problem, so I won't worry you anymore about my health."
"You just need to understand that the more you try to hide it, hold on, and not hinder everyone, the easier it will be to cause trouble." Verak reminded, "Only by eradicating the problem in a down-to-earth manner can we move forward without distractions."
"Understood." Murphy nodded.
"Okay, let's read the newspaper." Verak concentrated on reading the newspaper.
These newspapers are worthy of being produced by world-class newspapers and contain a huge amount of information.
With the help of these newspapers, Verak and others had a clearer understanding of the current situation in the outside world. The various details pointed to Verak's suspicion that a new global war was about to break out.
This time is destined to be more violent than last time.
The only way to end it is to wait until the day when the fundamental problem is solved.
"When the war breaks out in the outside world, it will definitely have a big impact on Monrego." Verak is in Monrego and is performing the task of helping Monrego. He naturally uses this as a starting point when thinking about problems. "For the time being,
Not sure yet if this is good or bad for us."
"There is no doubt that the external war will further aggravate the chaos in Monlego, intensify conflicts, and cause more innocent people to die. If it were me, I hope to control the situation before then and reduce the risk as much as possible.
Loss." Murphy expressed his opinion.
Verak said thoughtfully: "The question is how much time is left for us."
"Save as many people as you can, as many as you can." Murphy was very pragmatic on this point.
"It will be much faster to take the train next. We won't stay in the surrounding area and go directly to Monrego City." Verak is also looking forward to arriving in Monrego City and looking for a place that still affects the entire Monrego City to some extent.
Chance.
Correct
After chatting for a while, the three of them had dinner and went to bed.
The next day, October 16th.
Verak and Connie were still afraid of the strong Murphy hiding his physical condition, so they 'held' him hostage and followed him to the hospital to have his legs checked.
Fortunately, his leg was fine and the previous injury had recovered relatively well. However, the high-intensity traveling during this period caused edema in the wound and even cracked the skin.
From now on, as long as you control the amount of exercise and take medicine on time, you will be completely cured in a while.
After listening to the doctor's words, Verak felt relieved, bought tomorrow's train ticket, returned to the hotel and waited quietly.
"Are you sure your injury doesn't need to be looked at again?" Murphy asked Verak nearly 800 times on the way to the hospital and then back.
"I cherish my life much more than you do. I have always paid close attention to my own condition. I will stop and rest whenever I feel unwell." Verak replied with a tireless smile, "So I'm basically healed, except for some scars. But my whole body
They are all scars, a little more is nothing."
As a ruthless man who had endured inhumane treatment in Dymans Prison, Verak had so many scars on his body that it was shocking.
Anyone who has seen his body will have an idea, that is, how did he survive such injuries?
"I'm actually almost feeling better, but I feel like the doctor is a bit alarmist." Murphy feels that his condition is not much worse than that of Verak, and is not as serious as the doctor said.
"Just listen to the doctor." Verak has absolute trust in professionals in the professional field.
The day passed quickly and the time came to October 17th.
The three of them arrived at the train station on time.
At the train station, Antonio's soldiers were searching the passengers' luggage.
Before each passenger boarded the train, their luggage was unpacked in pieces. After the soldiers impatiently signaled passage, they, who dared not speak out in anger, then picked up their things from the ground in embarrassment and entered the train.
In order to avoid accidents, Verak saw this and quietly threw the three people's guns into the trash can, passed the inspection safely, and sat in the carriage seats.
"These bastards..." Murphy said angrily after sitting down and looking out the window at the soldiers who were still showing off to the other passengers.
If it were a few years ago, he would most likely be unable to control his emotions and start a fight with the other party.
"It's okay." Verak said calmly.
"They actually didn't check carefully. If we had hidden the guns deeper, we might not have been able to get away with it." Connie felt sorry for the three discarded guns.
These guns were of immeasurable value to the villagers of Shuang Naga Village, but they had no choice but to throw them away due to the situation.
Verak was not worried: "But there is still a risk, isn't it? We are not from Mongolia. If the gun is found again, we will be in big trouble."
"Yeah." Connie agreed.
In Monlego, where everything is unreasonable and dangerous, it is always right to be cautious.
"What's more, Monrego is such a mess. It should be easy to get a few guns when we go to Monrego City." Verak is not worried about this aspect.
Antonio's territory is adjacent to the city of Monrego. They do not need to pass through the sphere of influence of other warlords on this trip, and the dangers they can encounter are very limited. There is not much difference whether there are guns on the road or not.
After you go there, in fact, under normal circumstances, there will be nothing that can easily affect your life safety. You can just equip yourself with a new gun just in case.
After a while, most of the passengers boarded the train smoothly, but a few passengers who were either innocent or had really evil intentions were subdued and taken away by the station's soldiers on the spot.
"All--"
The train made a long whistle and began to move forward slowly.
Verak looked around, his eyes seemed gentle, but in fact he was deeply wary. He spoke to the two of them in Bresci: "You two should rest first, I'll watch."
"Um."
"Call me anytime."
It takes about two days to get from Laquimoto to Monrego.
The sleeping berths in the carriage were reserved early by wealthy people. For people like Verak and others, it was considered good to have a seat.
Considering the long distance, for safety reasons, Verak arranged for three people to take turns on duty to check the surrounding situation.
"Those bastards ruined the clothes my mother prepared for me when they checked my luggage!"
"Isn't it the same with my books?"
"I hope the city of Monlego is better, otherwise it will be impossible to live this life."
"Everywhere is in chaos now. I suggest you not to have high expectations for Monlego City."
The carriage was very noisy, and Verak could understand some of the conversations on the left and right, but not others.
"What did you do when you went to Monrego City?"
"I'm going to join my uncle first, but this is not a long-term solution. I have to find a job there as soon as possible."
"I heard that prices in Monlego City are very high, and ordinary people can't survive at all. Fortunately, my father has some connections. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have gone so far away."
"I'm not too sure... Sigh... Anyway, take it one step at a time..."
Murphy and Connie closed their eyes to rest one after another. Verak, who remained awake, listened to other people's chats in the sweat-smelling carriage and observed everyone in sight.
After looking at it, he actually discovered something unusual.
The people sitting diagonally across from him were obviously acquaintances, but they did not chat enthusiastically. Instead, they all had gloomy faces and rarely communicated. Like Verak, they repeatedly observed their surroundings amid the bumps and crowds.
Feeling that one of them was about to glance at him, Verak quickly pretended to be bored and looked away.
What is the identity of this group of people?
What do they want to do?
Verak's intuition told him that these people were definitely not ordinary passengers, and they were most likely plotting something.
Isn't it such a coincidence...
It seems that there are still various situations on the way to Monlego City...
With a casual glance, he found that the other party's eyes had turned away, and Verak secretly looked at this group of mysterious passengers of various ages, whose vigilance could not be concealed.
"Get out of the way, don't block the way!" At this time, a group of soldiers passed through the carriage and scolded the guests who were stretching their legs in the aisle.
Verak just wanted to divert his attention, but was attracted by the changes in this group of mysterious passengers.
When this group of people saw the soldiers passing by, their faces were full of hatred. One of them even straightened up slightly and touched his waist.