Chapter 138 The Flower of the Battlefield

(Thank you for the reward, I agreed to 7000 words today, and there is another chapter tonight.)

Using the communication equipment on the armored vehicle, he successfully got in touch with the headquarters of the Macanda Armory. After learning the details of the incident, Montgomery couldn't help but sigh, and once again expressed his gratitude to Tang Fang.

Next, Montgomery briefly introduced the battle situation on the Diromos Plateau. After receiving the news of the fall of the Kabuto Air Force Base, the 408th Division of the Diromos Plateau, which was stationed in the southern part of the Diromos Plateau, had no movement for the time being, but the 108th, 208th, and 308th Armored Divisions of the First Army in the Demi Corridor. About 3 battalions of troops were divided and were heading here along the southwestern edge of the Gunter Mountains, but based on their footsteps, it would take a day and a night to get there.

Therefore, there is plenty of time left for the special service team. Montgomery's order to the special service team is to transfer the armed helicopters, drones, fighter jets, attack aircraft, and bombers that can operate normally to the northeastern part of the mainland as much as possible before noon tomorrow. The air terminal occupied by the rebel army was blown up, and the rest were all blown up, leaving none of them to the government forces.

In addition, he also told Claire to repair the base's air defenses as soon as possible to cope with the possible government air strikes tonight.

After giving the order, he exchanged pleasantries with Tang Fang, Nehemiah and others, and then disconnected the communication.

According to Tang Fang's plan, he wanted to set off overnight and rush to Drosnil Naval Port as soon as possible. Obviously, Broad, Xia Yuanhua and the others didn't want to let them go easily. Tang Fang had no choice but to give up his original idea and decided to stay at the air force base for one night before leaving early tomorrow morning.

The base has a lot of inventory, including all kinds of food, beverages, and beer. Brod, Xia Yuanhua, and a group of rebel soldiers whose lives were saved by Tang Fang surrounded him. liquor. Expressing my thanks.

Tang Fang never refused to come, and drank with this group of men with warm and sincere faces and sunny smiles until midnight. Perhaps it was a side effect of super-speed regeneration, but he didn't pass out drunk like Brod, Xia Yuanhua and others.

certainly. The same was true for Aros and Howson, but they were both exhausted after the day's battle, and fell asleep on the sofa in the lounge.

Tang Fang drank the last sip of wine, bypassed the rebel soldiers lying on the ground, and walked out of the room with a bottle of unopened beer.

The air strike has not come, and the government forces may also know that facing the base's air defense missile system, doing so will only increase casualties.

This battle includes special service teams and riot miners. A total of 289 people were killed and more than 300 were injured on the rebel side, nearly one-third of the total number.

It was midnight, and the resettlement of the wounded and the dead was over, with the help of those queen-feeding injections. Most of the critically ill patients have already recovered, and even those whose hands and feet were severed in the bombing were successfully reattached to their bodies after the severed limbs were found.

Whether it's the medical staff or the special service officer like Iyeta, they all have a strong interest in him. Mysterious origin, a team with unparalleled combat effectiveness. The so-called "ancestral secret recipe." What is the origin of this guy called "Tarossa"? His appearance is really the best gift the gods bestowed on the rebel army. If you can fight side by side with him all the time, what is there to be afraid of?

In fact, Tang Fang really wanted to spend more time with them, after all, they had come all the way. The people from the rebel army left him an excellent impression, but unfortunately, he still had more important things to do --- to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. He didn't know if the military would think of himself through the fact that the Zerg unit had appeared on planet 5 after the Nami battle.

Because the price is too high. He dared not take any chances. What needs to be done urgently is to rush to Rector Planet as soon as possible to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. Therefore, for the rebel army, he could only say "sorry" silently from the bottom of his heart.

The moonlight is like water, gently brushing the surface of the earth, casting a soft light on the uneven taxiing runway. The night is already cold, and the crisp chirping of summer insects is occasionally heard, which makes people feel more at ease.

"Woo!" A whimper of the plane going away pierced the night sky. The flashing signal lights on the take-off and landing run are like a light trail, connecting with the stars in the sky. Under the peaceful night, figures shuttled between the airstrip and the apron. They were special service soldiers who followed Montgomery's instructions and were transferring combat aircraft.

Facing the chilly plateau wind, Tang Fang looked to the north of the base, and there was a plateau lake about 3km away, with an area of ​​only 2 square kilometers. According to Xia Yuanhua, all comrades who died in this battle will be buried there. The small lake, the green grass, and the cool plateau wind are indeed an excellent place to sleep. After identifying the direction, he walked towards the small lake.

About half an hour later, he came to the lakeside. The stretch of green land was occasionally dotted with one or two small purple flowers. Occasionally, insects crawled over, making slight rustling noises. In the distance, the trees are staggered, and a ray of night wind blows through, and there are bursts of Lin Tao.

Through the gap between the lush forests, one can see a ray of light, presumably it is the bend of the clear water lake.

A flat land was sorted out among the knee-high grass outside the forest, and the fresh and soft soil was piled up into small mounds. In front of them were epitaphs made of irregular stones, on which there were only names, gender, year of birth, and a few For example, Lancelot likes rum, and Collom loves horse riding...

A bouquet of white flowers is placed in front of each small mound, and there is no other color at a glance. It can be seen that the person who presented the flowers was very careful, because there are many kinds of flowers in the grass next to them, and the colors are different. It is really exhausting to find the same color and the same variety.

Tang Fang noticed a person standing at the end of the cemetery, with his back turned to him, looking up at the trees. Judging from the size, it should be Iyeta.

"Iyeta, did you pick all these flowers?" He walked to Little Sam's grave and asked casually as he opened the tab of the beer can.

"Ah?" Iyeta was startled, looked back, saw him by the moonlight, couldn't help smiling, and walked over: "Why are you here? Those people didn't get you drunk?"

At this time Tang Fang had already sat down, and lightly sprinkled the beer on the grave: "Because I suddenly remembered that there was one person who didn't drink. After leaving here, I don't know when I can come back..."

His voice gradually lowered, and Iyeta's expression darkened, and she said in a low voice: "This small white flower is called 'White Yunhua' in our Croatan. It never grows alone and blooms alone. There are always flowers nearby. There will be other flowers. So, don't be too sad, little Sam will not be alone with everyone around."

Tang Fang was silent for a moment. Slightly nodded: "There are flowers here, there is a clear lake, there is a cool and cheerful wind, there are these like-minded friends... Well, there is also his brother, Sam must not be alone there. But, I really want him to grow up, To be able to see with my own eyes the end of this decaying empire."

"Will we succeed?" Iyeta looked a little lonely. Facing the colossus of the empire, is it really possible for people who are as weak as ants to overthrow it?

"It will definitely." Tang Fang's voice was very low.

"Do you want to know who picked these flowers?" Iyeta suddenly changed the subject.

"Who picked it?"

She raises her arms. Pointing to the Qinghu Lake in the shade of the opposite side: "In fact, sometimes, what our eyes see may not be correct."

"Oh?" The beer in the jar was already empty. Tang Fang stood up and looked towards the direction of the lake: "Originally, I should have served Little Sam's bouquet of flowers. Since someone else did it for me, I should go and thank you."

Iyeta nodded, waved to him, turned and walked towards the base. Watching her disappear, Tang Fang slowly walked towards the tree-lined area.

"Wow, wow..." The breeze blows, the pines burst, and the sound of gurgling water not far away is heard. Tang Fang raised his head, his eyes fell on the sparkling lake through the gap between the trees.

The breeze raised light waves on the surface of the water, and the waves appeared, and the sound of the water was like a weeping love story between lovers. A thin layer of moonlight veil is spread on the beach on the shore, and the slender flocks are like night elves under the moonlight. To the beat of the waves, gently swirling and dancing gracefully.

On the sandy beach near the edge of the lake, there is a piece of smooth rock in front of which has been washed by rain, eroded by wind and sun, and almost all edges and corners have been worn away. A figure leaned quietly on the stone surface, looking at the swaying lake surface in silence.

"It's her?" Tang Fang frowned unobtrusively. The person in front of him was the Commander of the Secret Service --- Claire Lockhart. A woman with a heart as hard as a stone who only knows how to command and fight will spend a long time weaving bouquets for the soldiers who died in battle? Could it be that Iyeta deliberately lied to him in order to ease the relationship between the two parties? After hesitating for a moment, he still decided to go there.

"Creak, creak." The military boots stepped on the gravel, making a strange sound. Claire thought it was Iyeta, her eyes were still looking at the lake in front of her, and she said in an unusually gentle tone that was different from the daytime: "Is it Iyeta?"

"It's me." Tang Fang's voice came.

Claire turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

At this moment, the icy coldness in the girl's eyes has long since disappeared, replaced by a complex gaze filled with sadness, melancholy, and a touch of melancholy, just like this quiet and clear lake, calm and gentle, soft and long .

The moonlight sprinkled on her waterfall-like hair lightly draped over her shoulders, emitting a soft light. She put her hand gently on her chest, and the lingering fragrance of white yunhua still lingered between her fingers.

In a daze, Tang Fang saw a beauty under the moon (Epiphyllum) growing tenaciously in the crevices of the stone and quietly blooming. Under the nourishment of the night wind and morning dew, it quietly stretched its delicate flower buds.

Is the girl in front of her really the indifferent female officer who pointed a gun at her companion's head earlier? No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't connect the two. However, the familiar dress, familiar voice, and familiar face fully proved that they were indeed the same person.

The Claire in front of her is clearly a melancholy girl full of worries and sorrows, gentle as water, and infinitely lovable.

Tang Fang originally planned to say thank you and leave, but when he saw this scene, he walked up to her and sat down beside her, and said softly, "Thank you for those flowers."

"Hmm..." Claire shook her head, cast a deep gaze towards the center of the lake, and said softly, "I should be the one to thank you, you saved so many of us."

Is this really Claire?

The moonlight cast an arc of light on her thin face, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a pearl-like pure light shone deep in her crystal clear eyes. Pure and translucent, like this crystal clear lake water.

"I know what you're thinking." Claire said softly. She bent her legs, straightened her waist slightly, and folded her hands in front of her knees, looking like a weak girl shivering under the rain and thunder.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

Claire in front of her was like a sad girl full of worries, what she needed most was someone to listen quietly. Listen to her talk about the grievances and hesitation that have been suppressed in her heart for many years.

Tang Fang nodded: "I'm listening."

"Twenty-four years ago, a little girl was born on a beautiful planet with seas, lakes, mountains, and plains. She has a pair of parents with bright smiles, and a grandfather and grandmother who regard her as the apple of her eye. There is a building with Lawn, flower beds, a small yard with an old banyan tree. There is also a very cute Dalmatian who likes to lick her nose --- Jiji."

Speaking of which. Claire smiled suddenly, like a rainbow in the sky when the clouds opened and the rain was shining, it was bright and heart-warming.

"Originally, she would have been happy all the time, growing up happily all the time. However, when she was 7 years old, a disaster befell her hometown, the blue ocean called Sosia, which is reassuring. On the planet. A huge phantom covers the sky, the sea is crying, the wind is roaring. The bright red blood soaked the Yangtze River, the big river...Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma..."

Speaking of which. Claire seemed to recall something terrible, her body trembling uncontrollably, like a helpless girl standing alone under a tree in a desolate rainy night, looking at the empty world.

Tears were like strings of pearls, falling from her pretty face buried deep between her knees, "Pa-ta, pa-ta." It dripped on the rain flower stones, splashing tears one after another.

Tang Fang's heart softened suddenly, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and patted her shoulder lightly: "It's all over, those things are over..."

He remembered a historical event, the purge of Sosia. According to the official terms, it should be called the Holy Judgment. Before Kerclough I came to the throne, he competed with his elder brother Bartfell Stewart for the succession to the throne. In the end, Kirkcraft I won the treacherous and treacherous court struggle, but Butterfly was defeated and became a prince of the far frontier.

later. The old emperor died of illness, and Kirkcraft I came to the throne. He had no sense of brotherhood, and he made things difficult for Butterfield, weakening his fief area time and time again, so that the grudge between the two deepened.

After the people of Garcia broke out a revolutionary uprising under the instigation of the Charles Federation, because of the issue of sending troops to suppress, the conflict between Butterfly and Kirkcraft I finally accumulated to the point of irreconcilability and broke out completely.

On the heels of Garcia's rebels, Butterfield rebelled. Kirkcraft I hastily mobilized a large army to suppress Butterfield's rebels who were the most threatening to him.

In the end, under the attack of a large number of fleets of princes and dukes, Butterfly was defeated, traveled to the Sulu Empire, and went into exile. However, in his rage, Kirkcraft I vented his anger on the people in Butterfly's fiefdom. In order to make an example to others, so as to prevent future rebellions from the princes, he launched the sensational Sosia purge.

No matter if they were civilians, government officials, or little nobles entrusted by Butterfly, as long as they didn't escape, they would all be sent to hell on the bus.

This cleansing lasted for several months, and the civilians in Butterfield's fief were implicated, and the death toll was estimated at one billion. As Butterfly's capital planet, Sosia's permanent population has dropped from 1.3 billion to 500 million, more than half. Based on the lessons learned from the past, everyone in the other princes was in danger, and Kirklaf I finally secured his throne as emperor.

Unexpectedly, Claire was an orphan who survived the purge of Sosia. Tang Fang felt sorry for her, and couldn't help getting closer, wrapping her left hand around her shoulder.

Claire's body trembled slightly, and then she calmed down. Tang Fang's hands were thick and warm, just like when she was afraid of riding a roller coaster when she was a child, her father's arms wrapped around her shoulders from behind, which made people feel at ease.

"When the flames of war were extinguished and the smoke receded, the little girl who fainted in the ruins due to hunger and cold was rescued by a passing merchant caravan. Like many refugees who were willing to give up their homes, she became a member of the wanderers in the starry sky."

"The person who rescued the little girl was called Marion. Marion Duncan, a strange old man with a beard and a good temper, who was addicted to alcohol."

"Later, the little girl grew up and became sensible. Like many people who survived that catastrophe, she was determined to overthrow this corrupt dynasty and return Mengya to a clear sky."

"As for the bearded man who always accidentally drank too much and overslept, delaying his work, after consulting the aspirations of those 18-year-old teenagers, some of them were sent to the Charles Federation Military Academy. And that already The little girl who grew up is one of these people."

"Four years later, they returned from their studies. In the past, they were sentimental and always liked to stare blankly at the vast starry sky outside the porthole. Be strong, become calm, become able to carry the burden on your shoulders."

"She is a commander who bears the lives of hundreds of her companions on her shoulders, so at any time, she must not be weak, shrink back, get hotheaded, or give up lightly. No matter how bitter, tired, or She has to carry the heavy burden by herself. Even if her heart is bleeding and her soul is crying, she will not reveal half of it in front of others. Everyone can escape and shrink back, but she cannot."

"She must, like a man, put away the fragility in her heart, face the enemy, face the choice, and face death..."

"Do you know, in fact... She is very tired, very tired. Although it has only been two years, it feels like a lifetime. It would be great if she could sleep deeply..."

Listening to Claire's voice getting lower and lower, the softest part of Tang Fang's heart seemed to be stabbed by a needle. In the incident in the evening, I misunderstood her. In fact, she has a heart that is far more sensitive and fragile than others.

As a commander, she just forced herself to pretend to be strong.

"Tarossa, tell me, is it really right to do this? The road to the uprising is full of bones, those sacrificed comrades, fallen enemies, they always appear in my dreams, asking loudly 'Why... …why……'."

"If it were you, how would you answer?"

Tang Fang looked up at the night sky, and Crotan's two satellites were like a pair of naughty twins, playing hide-and-seek with endless joy, year after year, day after day.

"Why, so that more people, like us, can sit quietly by the lakeside in the mountains, look at the starry sky without the flickering of artillery fire, and listen to the chirping insects without the roar of warships."

After a long while without hearing a reply, Tang Fang glanced sideways, and it turned out that this quiet and elegant beauty under the moon had fallen asleep on his shoulder. The breeze blew, driving her golden hair across her cheeks, and there was a faint fragrance in the itching.

"Good dream..."