Age of Collapse - zFinale (2)

Today is the 50th anniversary of the victory of the Third Patriotic War, and a grand ceremony has begun.

Under the attention of the audience, the empire leadership stood on the tower of the capital of the capital and stood where the predecessors had stood.

The past storms and hardships have all been settled, the old people have passed away, and the mountains and rivers are still there. How many people have worked hard and courageously for this great country. How many people forgot to die in order to defend the dignity of the empire.

These magnificent rivers and mountains were exchanged for blood by countless martyrs.

Looking around the world, it is already the heyday of peace, Guotai and Min’an.

The 50th anniversary of the audience, there is a very special group-Eagle Banner veterans.

The Eagle Banner veterans of that year have gradually withered away in the long years. There were only one hundred million Northland divisions who shivered the world. Now there are only 103 people left. Severe dementia, dull eyes, usually unable to take care of themselves in daily life, no response to anything.

Veterans of the Eagle Banner were accompanied by their families, dressed in imperial uniforms, covered with medals of old glory on their chests, and sat tremblingly under the stage, watching the grand ceremony with probes.

The ceremony began, and the Feng Gong monument beside the red blood flag of the city tower was unveiled.

This is a monument of meritorious service agreed by the imperial leadership to commemorate the 24.63 million and 1818 imperial people sacrificed for the country in the Third Patriotic War. This wake-up is for future generations.

After the unveiling ceremony, the current Marshal of the Empire ascended the building, delivered a speech, and announced two statements:

First, re-add the Eagle Banner Army to the Red Blood Empire Army Flower List and recognize its historical status.

Second, for the Zhenbei general Luohan against Zhaoxue, awarded the honorary title of super-combat hero.

After the speech, an unexpected person appeared on the tower.

Accompanied by a young officer, an old general appeared in the crowd’s field of vision, and his eyes were white and snowy.

When I saw the Eagle General, the old rampant years rushed towards me. The Eagle Banner veterans were swallowed up by memories, wept silently, and I do n’t know who led them. Snarling, singing in unison “Eagle Flag World”:

Our iron hoof will conquer the world.

On the land of the Empire,

The eagle flag is flying,

Every corner will reverberate the dragon roar.

Eagle flag, Eagle flag, swear by our glory,

The world will surrender to us!

When the dragon rang through the battlefield,

The enemy will be fragmented in the war.

Eagle flag, Eagle flag, swear by our glory,

Our Eagle Banner is everywhere!

Our army has defeated the enemy for thousands of miles!

Eagle flag, Eagle flag, swear by our glory,

The world will surrender to us!

Bow to the most powerful army in the world,

Surrender to the fire of the Dragonborn!

When “Eagle Flag World” resounded in the King City Tower, the gendarmerie fell into high tension.

The “Eagle Order” was still there. Although the empire has acknowledged the historical status of the Eagle Flag Army, the aggressive world of Eagle Flag still belongs to the banned song, and it is forbidden to sing in any form. Sing.

The gendarmerie kept gesturing at the veteran eagle flags and wanted them to stop, but in return was a wave of singing.

The Eagle Banner veterans sang over and over again, even those severe dementias, usually urinating pants, and even the veterans who could not understand their names opened their mouths, even though their eyes were still dull, their heads were still tilted. While muttering with the old comrades, he murmured the music engraved in his bones.

The young audience looked curiously at the Eagle Banner veterans, one by one smiling and talking, and discussed what song it was and why it had never been heard before.

Seeing that the situation could not be controlled, the gendarmerie commander quickly came to the tower and asked the Marshal nervously: “Marshal, do you take coercive measures?”

“Let them sing.” The Field Marshal smiled helplessly, he stared deeply at the veteran Eagle Flag under the city tower, and said with emotion, “This song is their youth and belongs to their memory of the times.”

In the spring of the 50th year of the new era, the season of pear blossoms, in a rolling torrent of torrents, 103 eagle flag veterans participating in the ceremony sang “Eagle Flag World” in unison. legend.

After the ceremony, the Grand Marshal came to Leng Jie, saluted her, and said respectfully, “Old general, nice to meet you.”

Leng Jie didn’t respond, she just squinted and asked, “Old general?”

The Grand Marshal smiled and said, “You are already * years old.”

After 50 years of collapse, the hawk spilled blood on the holy city, fell into the dark of darkness, and has been asleep in the hibernation warehouse to this day. Although his physical condition is still the same as that year, it is indeed * years from the physiological age.

Moreover, because the mortal organs were replaced by surgery that year, it can be expected that Leng Kite will slowly age in the following days until it dies, just like everyone else.

Leng Jie groped silently on her body, and did not touch anything familiar. She looked at Marshal and asked, “Is there a smoke?”

The Grand Marshal handed the cigar box prepared in advance and joked, “Smoke less, you have a living history.”

Leng Jie lit three cigars in one breath, biting in her mouth and sucking strongly. Her lungs, which had been away from tobacco for 55 years, were moisturized, and she suddenly coughed. She smiled briefly and said, “One of the many losers.”

The Grand Marshal smiled and shifted the topic: “Let someone walk with you, this person, you will definitely want to see him.”

A young female officer came in, looking younger than 20, blond, obviously a foreigner, but wearing imperial uniform.

When looking at Leng Jie, the female officer’s eyes are full of stars, like a child who has never seen the world, naive and full of vitality. She respectfully gave Leng Jie a military salute and said sweetly in fluent empire language: “General Leng Xie, it’s nice to meet you. Listen to my parents, my grandpa often mentions you.”

Leng Jie asked doubtfully, “Who is your grandpa?”

“My grandfather is the commander in chief of the Federal Heavy Industry Corps, John Arthur Roosevelt.” The female officer smiled naively. “My grandfather liked the Empire culture very much. Before I was born, he told my parents to treat me Sent to the Empire to exchange and learn. So I grew up here since I was a kid. ”

“Oh, he, that air banner that year nearly killed me.” Leng Jie smiled slightly and said, “Where is he now?”

“I died before I was born. I haven’t seen him, only my grandma.” The female officer thought for a while, and said with regret, “However, my grandma also died when I was 6 years old. I heard she She could have lived for a long time, but she retired from the Valkyrie force after the war and ‘de-stabilized’ herself, so the aging speed became the same as ordinary people. ”

Leng Jieen asked, “What’s your name?”

The female officer replied with a smile: “My name is An Muxi.”

When two familiar syllables came, Leng Jiu froze, her eyes changed, and after a long silence she smiled helplessly and quipped, “How much money does An Muxi give you? I doubled it.”

“Ahhhhh! I knew I was going to be spit! This name was taken by my grandpa. When my parents got married, he left a message on the Internet, ‘please find a good name for the imperial girl’. Hope ‘. He thought it was very good, so he set it, and later he knew it was the brand of yogurt. “An Muxi made a vomit,” Now, my comrades always give me a nickname and call me yogurt, I have enough I have a headache, why are you even laughing at me? ”

Leng Jie couldn’t help but smile, and she said, “Okay, take me somewhere, I want to see someone.”

…

Spring is the season for the recovery of all things. The gentle sunshine penetrates the thin clouds and falls in the cemetery of the martyrs, obliquely shining on the rows of cold tombstones. The wind whispered lonely, singing ancient history, mourning the dead here.

The cemetery is surrounded by lush green pines and cypresses, and it is vigorous and powerful. People who come here slowly pick up the steps, and there is a solemn atmosphere everywhere, which is awe-inspiring. The elegant and holy flowers represent people’s nostalgia, dotted in front of the erected tombstone, and bring a lively and vivid to this sleeping world.

Buried here are martyrs who died in the Third Patriotic War.

Some tombstones are located in the center of the cemetery. In the most densely populated areas, the tombstones made of marble are engraved with the name of the deceased in gold.

There are also some tombstones lying silently in a remote corner, no one cares about them, there is only one stone stele and the words carved on it.

For example, the tombstone in front of Leng Jie is on a hidden path. The withered flowers in front of the grave indicate that no one has been here for a long time.

The tombstone is engraved with ten vicissitudes of words, which has been blurred under the erosion of rain, but it is still faintly identifiable: Therefore, the Red Blood Empire broke the tomb of the general.

In front of the tombstone, a girl with an electrode head sat here, and when she heard something moving behind her, she turned her head.

When I saw Leng Kite, there was not much joy on the future face, as if the long years were just a few flicks of a finger, and I just greeted very lightly: “Well, are you awake?”

Leng Jie asked silently, “Luo You are here?”

Mirai shook his head: “No, his red umbrella is in the tomb.”

Leng Xie walked to the tombstone, put a prepared bouquet of purple lilacs, and said lightly, “I didn’t expect this guy to die. I thought I could see him when I woke up.”

Mirai shook his head and said, “Want to hear his story?”

“No, you can guess.” Leng Jie looked at the tombstone, seemed to think of something, and asked, “What about Luo Wei?”

Did not say: “Died last year and was buried with Red Umbrella.”

Leng Jie smiled shortly: “That’s it? I thought there would be something exciting.”

Mirai shook his head: “No. After Luo You died, Luo Wei kept the tomb for a lifetime for him, and lived quietly for a lifetime.”

Leng Jie reluctantly said, “Never married? Don’t have a child to continue the Luo family bloodline?”

The future grinned broadly: “If my brother is a world hero, it will be difficult for me to be moved by other boys.”

Leng Jie nodded: “So too.”

Looking at the ten words on the tombstone in the future, he sighed, “I just don’t understand why I don’t want to commemorate Luo You, even the tombstone is not willing to write Luo You’s name.”

As stated in the future, the tombstone reads “Tomb of the Broken General of the Red Blood Empire”, not “Tomb of the Broken General of the Red Blood Empire.”

Luo You’s words were smoky like tears in the rain.

Leng Jie looked at the word “Broken General” on the tombstone ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ and said profoundly: “People will remember a hero who protects the country, but not a child who thinks of home.”

It was quiet around, only the sound of wind blowing through the pine forest.

After the silence, Leng Jie broke the silence on her own initiative: “What about you? What have you been doing these years? Where are you going next?”

The future said blandly: “The ATM is gone and I can only work for my life. The chip capacity in my head is about to reach a critical value. After a while, I am going to delete some of my memory, make room, and replace it with the latest one. Scientific research materials, I should not remember you then. ”

Leng Xie said, “If you don’t want to, tell me, I’ll help you.”

Mirai laughed loudly and said grinningly, “Please, do you think you are a powerful general?”

“He doesn’t need you to commemorate, he is not fighting for you. The result is not perfect, but Luo is the only one who is safe, and that’s enough.” Leng Jie said here, she stopped pouting, Gently patted on the tombstone and said, “I’ll apologize to you in the next life and go.”

Leng Xie froze for a moment, looked at the wrinkles on the back of her hand, and smiled helplessly: “So.”

At this time, the future cell phone rang, and she picked up: “Hey. What? Overtime? Come on! I have 996 work for you, so tired like a pig, what about me? Do you have to be satisfied with 007? Today You ca n’t take a rare break? You do n’t get paid within half an hour? Then I wish your mother is tonight, goodbye. ”

Hanging up the phone in the future, he got up and stretched out and said, “Let’s go slowly. I’m going back to work overtime.”

After leaving in the future, An Muxi carefully asked: “Should we put something in front of the tomb of General Polu and remember him?”