There are too many comrades that Verak was familiar with buried here.
After being driven over by the sheriff, he stood in front of the cemetery and unexpectedly couldn't lift his legs.
"Let's go in." Murphy said softly.
"I don't know...who to see first." Verak's lips were dry and his eyes were blank.
There should be very few people in the world who are in the same situation as him. After arriving at the cemetery, there will be so many people wanting to visit.
"...Go and see my brother first." Murphy helped Verak make a choice. "He must really want to know about Meng Lege's situation. Although we couldn't make any changes in the limited time, it's worth giving him
Tell me."
In this way, a few people visited Diaz first and 'reported' every detail of Monlego's trip to him.
Then, Verak came to the tombstone where Boyin was buried.
Seeing that Boyin, who was highly respected in the past, but was still like an anchor in the eyes of his comrades despite his thin body, has become a silent monument, Verak was choked by a sudden burst of cold air.
He no longer has as many things to say as he did before.
After staring for a long time, he walked away without warning and stopped in front of Morais' tombstone, repeating that indescribable look.
Finally, he came to Nord's side.
The sharp contrast between life and death is hard to accept, but it is displayed in front of everyone silently, bearing all the grief it throws at it.
Murphy, Connie, and the Sheriff did not visit Nord with Verak. Just like when they were in Monrego, Verak specially set aside space for Murphy to release himself in the cemetery.
They stopped a dozen meters away, silently watching Verak, who had become taciturn.
At a certain moment, Murphy saw the wounds all over Verak's mind.
Nowadays, Verak's mind is no different from his body, full of scars. It's just that he has endured all the physical torture with his amazing resilience. No one knows how the mental wounds need to be healed.
"...let's go." Verak did not shed a single tear. He suspected that as he shouldered more responsibilities, crying had become subconsciously unacceptable.
"Are you okay?" Murphy made way for Verak, who was approaching.
"Maybe it's the same as you did before, and you haven't reacted yet." Verak wanted to leave this place quickly, so his pace kept accelerating. "I hope I can finish everything before I react."
"Shall we go directly to the Equality Building?"
"Well, I kept Miss Keating waiting for a long time."
Forty minutes later, the group arrived at the Pingdong Building.
There is no wind today, and the equality flag on the flagpole is not flying. Just like the mood of many people, it is hanging feebly.
"Back." Keating and a group of comrades stood under the building and waited.
"Back." Verak got out of the car and walked towards Keating.
"Going to see them?" Keating asked.
"Look." Getting closer to Keating, Verak saw that he was much older.
"Let's go in and talk." Keating and Verak walked side by side towards the main entrance of the Equality Building.
Since the incident with Morais, the assassinations of important comrades have become more intensive, and the security level of the Equality Building has been increased several times. This has also caused a heavy feeling in the vicinity that makes people feel uncomfortable.
It's about a hundred meters from where you get off the bus to the main entrance of Ping Ping Building.
Everyone walked neither fast nor slowly, and there was no communication during the period. The only sound was the messy footsteps.
After accepting the inspection at the door, Keating did not directly hold any meeting, but asked the others to disperse. Murphy and Connie went to rest first, and he and Verak came to the league chairman's office to have a private conversation.
The league president's office was no different from before Verak left. He didn't sit down after entering. He looked at Keating and said in a deep voice: "Teacher, do you have any countermeasures?"
"Sit down." Keating sat down in the reception area and waved to Verak.
"I heard from them that the government troops have approached 300 kilometers away." Verak still did not sit down.
"Well, maybe after today, the distance will be even closer, leaving us little time to talk here." Keating did not force it, and looked up tiredly at the expressionless Verak, "Equal Army
We have suffered a lot during this period, and are accelerating in losing the ability to prevent the government forces from advancing further. We are also quite short of funds, and all departments are stretched thin. To put it bluntly, our foundation is very shallow, and we need continuous victories to sustain ourselves. Once
If an accident occurs, collapse is inevitable."
"Didn't the frontline already turn from defense to offense?" Verak remembered clearly. A few months ago, they agreed that the longer the delay was, the better it would be for the Equality Army.
Keating nodded slightly: "It was like this at that time. We achieved several key victories, and the balance of victory almost completely tilted towards us. However, things did not go as smoothly as we imagined. After all, we were challenging a man who had
A powerful government that awes countless countries. The most important thing is that in the past, we have been secretly
We are engaged in an unequal struggle everywhere. It is like hiding in a clay pot and fighting with a few fingers that the enemy can barely stretch out. Now it is a full-scale head-on confrontation. We bear everything the other party can show, light
This is the number of comrades who died in one day, which may be the total number of the previous months. You can imagine the pressure..."
"François was captured by us, and the Bressey government has long ceased to exist. They should have become a piece of loose sand."
"As long as the powerful are here, the government will not disappear. You should know who our real enemy is."
"They are constantly instigating rebellion, assassinating our comrades, and causing great damage to our various departments. Is that why the situation has taken a turn for the worse?"
"This is not fundamental. Under the real general trend, instigating rebellion and assassination are just futile struggles." Keating shook his head, "We failed to resist, which means that a general trend has not been formed, or in other words, we have not yet created a truly defeatable force.
The enemy's sharp sword. The fact that we have been able to defeat the government forces to this point also shows that they have lost their momentum, but they are still stronger than us."
"How could it be?" Verak didn't agree with this.
Keating tried waving his hand again, gesturing for Verak to sit down: "Do you remember the Nack Weaving Factory? The experimental factory where we confirmed the theory and perfected the theory, where you stayed for several months."
"Of course." Verak sat down this time, giving people the feeling that he would stand up at any time.
"Failed."
Verak said nothing.
"According to Winston, they have taken too big a step, and have not really explored the deep issues, and are limited by many things. Of course, we have always been mentally prepared for this, and this is what we are going to test.
Meaning. Now, his new work is being perfected with experiments and new ideas, and a new round of experiments is being prepared in the city of Kip."
"Community theory?" Verak said.
Produced jointly and owned by all the people.
Winston began writing this book before Verak went to Bash.
It's a pity that they had agreed that Winston would send a letter to Verac to exchange views, but the letter never caught up with Verac.
"Yes."
"What you want to say is that we haven't been able to create a new world yet, so we don't have the power to truly defeat the enemy?"
"Yes."
"It's still too fast." Verak lamented, "Many things haven't caught up."
"This kind of speed is not necessarily a bad thing. Every challenge we undergo makes us progress and become stronger." Keating tried hard to let Verak see the good side.
Verak is still stressed by the government troops: "The premise is that we must survive the challenge... The government troops are close at hand, do you really have no countermeasures?"
"What about you? What ideas do you have?"
Keating liked to throw questions to Verak and let him use his brain to come up with his own opinions before answering.
This is the main reason for Verak's rapid progress.
But this time, Verak had a vague feeling that Keating was not cultivating himself, but was really helpless: "I don't think we can retreat blindly. The more we lose, the more the government forces gain. We are getting weaker and weaker, and the government
The army will become stronger and stronger."
"The government troops thought so too," Keating said.
"I don't know much about military matters, but I also understand that our situation is very bad. There is not much time left for us to expand our troops. The remaining forces are still under tremendous pressure after shrinking the front line. Even if we can
It is unknown whether we can maintain it...but I think the only way to break the situation is to defeat them. We must fight back no matter what." Verak's attitude was very tough.
"The mainstream idea in the alliance now is to avoid the front line and give up Lezein. Because Joseph sent back the news on the front line, the government forces have concentrated all their strength and want to retake Lezein at all costs. The possibility of us holding on here is extremely slim.
Rather than defending, it is better to retreat and take a circuitous route to gain victory from other places." Keating looked solemn.
"What about you? What do you think?" Verak was unwilling to give up on Lezein.
Controlling Lezein is of great significance.
It is the heart of Bressi, and it is the undisputed heart in terms of substance and spiritual cognition.
When one force controls the heart, the advantage is obvious.
It was the League of International Equality that captured Lezein, and morale, popular support, and prestige soared to the point where they could overwhelm the government forces. Until the deaths of Boyne and Morais, all forces around the world believed that their chances of winning were higher than those of the government.
military.
Now, once they abandon Lezein, they will become even more passive, and the International Equality Alliance's momentum and military morale will be worsened, and will be severely damaged again.
"If we cannot accept setbacks and failures, we will not be able to grow and win." Keating is rational and therefore helpless. "If Lazerin really can't hold on, this is not an option. What will follow will follow one after another.
The blows and tribulations are what we must accept."
"Where's Kip City?"
"It depends on the situation, but I have communicated with Winston and asked him to be prepared to move the test site."
"Withdrawing from Lezein, what should we do next?"
Keating pondered: "We may enter a more difficult and longer-lasting struggle."
Verak recognized the reality: "In short, we cannot reverse the situation in a short period of time as comrades expect, right?"
"Um."
"Then Monleg's situation may be..." Verak felt that he was about to break the contract, so he briefly explained Monleg's situation to Keating.
"It's just that the new comrades who stay there have to wait longer. There's nothing we can do about it." Keating also regretted, "You don't have to feel guilty and blame yourself. You've done a good job."
"The question is, how long can the people of Monlego hold on? Their life is really..." Verak couldn't bear to tell what he saw along the way.
Keating is well-informed, and he understands even more deeply than Verak sees with his own eyes: "I understand."
"...Is there any work you need me to do?" After a brief silence, Verak asked, not knowing what he could do to help when he came back.
"There are a lot of jobs that are short of manpower now. What do you want to do?"
"I want to go to the front line and do my best to resist the government troops." Verak said.
He knew that his idea might seem naive to Keating.
He is no longer the unknown person he was before.
As the vice president of the International Equality Alliance, he has more important work waiting for him. Going to the front line to contribute his meager strength is the least cost-effective one.
"Like Nord?" Keating mentioned the recently sacrificed Nord, which made Verak unable to tell for a moment whether Keating's words reminded him of the consequences of doing so, or whether he had other intentions.
"Same, but different." Verak replied, "Nord chose to go to the front line because we were extremely short of manpower at that time, and he wanted to take the lead in influencing more people to fill the gap. I also have this consideration."
"What about the different ones?"
"Actually, it's very simple. I want to fight, fight the enemy with practical actions, and protect our achievements." After witnessing the sacrifices of so many comrades, Verak's thoughts were pure and straightforward.
"The front line is more brutal than you think."
"I have experienced a lot of crueler things. Please believe that there is no physical attack in this world that can scare me or defeat my will."
Verak's words sounded very arrogant.
As one of the people who witnessed Verak's nine days of inhuman torture in prison, Keating could not dissent: "...the front line really needs people like you to sit in and give strength to the comrades. If you decide, I will
I will contact Joseph and ask him to arrange for you to go there."
"I want to fight side by side with my comrades on the front line." Verak had no intention of staying in the headquarters all day like Joseph.
That's not the place he should be.
When he goes to the headquarters, all he can do is clean.
"It's too dangerous. The International Equality Alliance will not allow you to be in danger now." Reason prevented Keating from supporting all of Verak's decisions as usual. "The best thing for you is to stay with Joseph and the others. What can you do to the comrades on the front line?"