Chapter 1579 Tomb of Heroes, Pain of the Living

Arlington National Cemetery, a solemn occasion honoring fallen soldiers. Contributing soldiers who sacrificed for the United States in the wars of all ages are eligible to settle here and enjoy this honor that belongs to the martyrs.

Of course, James Rhodes, War Machine Roddy among the super heroes, deserves this qualification as a matter of course.

As a superhero who fought and died for the freedom and destiny of all mankind, although his death was not honorable and even tinged with conspiracy theory, but anyway, his destination after death is ideal enough.

Awarded the title of Martyr of the highest rank, he can safely place his gravestone in Arlington National Cemetery. Although it is said that because he died under the nuclear bomb, his body was completely reduced to ashes, and it could not be placed here at all. But just as a commemorative existence, a tomb is actually enough.

At the very least, this is enough for those who came here to visit his relatives and friends on the anniversary of his death. Because they can't ask for more.

As a former friend and best friend. Of course, Stark will inevitably attend such an occasion on this day. It was just unexpected that he did not enter the national cemetery, but sat in the car secretly, for fear that others would see his existence.

It's hard to imagine that Tony Stark, who always pays attention to ostentation and likes to show off, will have such a low-key day. However, he does have a reason to keep a low profile.

For this reason, he must stay here now. And for this reason, he stayed like this for several hours. During these few hours, he didn't do anything at all, he just sat in the car, pouring alcohol into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

And with the intake of alcohol, his expression also began to become dazed, and his eyes became confused. In his conspicuous drunkenness, he could no longer see the shrewdness and capableness of the past. It's as if he's completely turned into an alcoholic.

However, just by looking into his eyes, you can tell that he is not drunk. Because his eyes were still clear and his eyes were firm.

He didn't babble like a really drunk alcoholic,

Run amok. He just sat there, numb his nerves with alcohol. Although the effect is not ideal, it is still better than nothing after all. And in such a long wait and anesthesia, a knock on the window finally rang in his ears, and brought him the news he wanted.

"Your Excellency, they have already left."

Hearing what his bodyguard said, Stark immediately let out a long breath, and then patted his cheek vigorously.

This made him recover from his drunken state, at least on the surface, and he returned to his usual shrewd and capable appearance. This made the bodyguard who had been staring at him quickly lower his head to show his respect. And he waved his hand casually, and confirmed to him again.

"Are you sure they have left? Did you see them go out from here with your own eyes?"

"Yes, Your Excellency. I'm sure. I saw them get into the car and go away with her relatives. They will not come back, I can guarantee it!"

The bodyguard's oath made Stark completely relieved. Being able to avoid meeting them at this time is definitely the most important thing for him. As for why? Obviously, it was all because he had no face to face them, the widow and children of his best friend.

He has already blamed Rody's death on himself, because for him, the cause and effect of everything is determined by his idea. If he hadn't given the second generation of Mark to Roddy, Roddy wouldn't have become a super hero at all. Roddy would never represent himself as a member of the Avengers if it weren't for the fact that he became president and needed someone he could trust to work for him. And if it wasn't for his eagerness for revenge and to make Steve pay the price, then Roddy would never have gone to India, and he would never have died in that ghostly place.

It was all his fault, it was his mistake that led to Roddy's death. It was his mistake that left the poor wife without her husband, and that lovely child without her father. Under such circumstances, how could he have the face to face them, how could he have the courage to say sorry to them.

He didn't have the courage, so he could only choose to escape, avoid their eyes, and avoid the possibility of meeting them face to face. Then alone, facing the tombstone of his friend, he said this sorry.

This was his only thought at the moment, and it was something he had to do even if he took a day out of his busy schedule. Now, the security personnel have cleared the scene and made a safe and quiet space for him. And he also took advantage of this time to sort out his mood, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in his arms, and walked slowly to the newly erected tombstone.

The newly erected tombstone does not have the sign of the cross engraved on the tombstone like the other tombstones. In fact, with the ups and downs of beliefs, few people are willing to use the cross to replace their own death. They will choose a cleaner tombstone, something more symbolic of themselves. Not a symbol of a broken religion. This point has been repeated many times in the past. It's like Christianity replaced the Romans, the Nordics, and the Celtic tradition. Now, it is its turn to enter the grave of history.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Roddy. Even if Christianity is still strong, his tombstone will not have the sign of a cross. The cross cannot replace him. For those who erected monuments for him, there is only one identity that can replace him. That is the super hero - War Machine.

Roddy's tombstone was carved into a lifelike bust of a war machine, standing here coldly and solemnly just like he was alive.

These people who were rescued by Rody in the past years, these soldiers who barely survived from the Indian battlefield because Rody fought desperately. They chose to use this method to thank Rody for his dedication and to make up for the guilt in their hearts. And this also made Stark stand here, in front of this tombstone, almost had the feeling that Rody was standing in front of him, and condemned him with cold eyes.

This made him a little ashamed, and he even dared not look at it. However, after all, he also knows that this is just a statue of a person, a dead thing. So after a long silence, he mustered up his courage. He spoke to the statue that would not answer him.

"Sorry, old friend, I chose this time to come and see you."

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this. If I could have guessed, I would never let you do something like this. I'm sorry, Roddy. I killed you, I caused you to die in a place like that .I made Jenny lose her husband, and little Sev lost her father. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

This is not something a president should say. As president, he should be praised for his bravery and his sacrifice. And feel sorry for his sacrifice, and call on more people to learn from him. Words like this that blame him for the miss entirely on himself will not only make him appear weak and incompetent, but also prove that his decision-making is fundamentally wrong.

This is the most important thing. You know, none of the past US presidents is willing to admit that such a thing is wrong. Even if they suffered heavy casualties in the Middle East, hundreds of millions of dollars were wasted. They still gritted their teeth and insisted that all this is for the benefit of the United States, and all this is for the happiness of all mankind.

Do they really think so? The answer is of course no. Only a fool would believe such a thing.

But one thing is true. That is, they will never admit that it was a mistake. Whether it is from the perspective of personal interests or national interests, they will insist on this point of view. The same is true for Stark. If he speaks as a president in a public place, he will also be confident and assert that all this is correct and just.

But this is not a public occasion, this is a private occasion. His identity is that of a friend, a friend who has made mistakes. So what he said was reasonable, and there was nothing wrong with it. It's just that it's too late no matter what he says.

Roddy is dead, and only a cold statue can hear his words. So, even if he admits his mistake and admits his crime. There was no way for him to get any response, even the slightest bit of forgiveness.

This point, he himself also knows. So after staring at the tombstone of his friend in front of him for a long time, he bent down deeply, and prepared to enshrine the white chrysanthemum in his hand in front of him.

This was his last tribute, and the only thing he could do to his friend so far. He knew it wasn't enough, but he didn't have any more options. Therefore, he can only use this method to express comfort.

Comfort himself, so that his conscience will not be so uncomfortable and painful. Other than that, he has no other choice.

However, even though he thought so. But others don't think so. Because at this moment, a blue flame had already appeared on his white chrysanthemum, and quickly burned it to ashes.

Such a feature is enough to prove that an unexpected guest has come. And in fact, it is true.

At this time, a deep voice came from behind the heavy tombstones, and the sound of a sword resounded in Stark's ears.

"You are not qualified to do this, Your Excellency! You are not qualified to call him a friend!"

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