Chapter 325 Shot! Send It to Your Comrades! ! !

It's rainy.

The sky in Malinfando on this day, without the usual sunshine, became a little gloomy.

There was a depressing and sad atmosphere permeating the peaceful square.

Figures gathered here consciously after having breakfast at six or seven o'clock in the morning, silently staring at the huge stone monument standing in the center of the square in front of them.

On the dark stone tablet, rows of densely packed names are engraved.

No one talks loudly here, and even if they need to communicate, they do so in whispers.

It can be noticed that everyone is wearing navy uniforms very neatly, with dark leather boots and a white flower embedded on the chest.

Some have heavy faces, some have sad faces, some are crying softly, and some have red and swollen eyes. Under different expressions, their hearts are filled with the same emotions.

The drizzle was falling in Marineland, adding a touch of sadness to the already heavy atmosphere.

Time passes quietly.

More and more officers gathered in Marine Fando Square. Everyone was consciously arranged in order. Many people stood there quietly, and some were lamenting the cruelty and bloodshed of this war.

"War is never a friendly term, and everyone is afraid of it happening."

"Because it definitely does not represent beauty or happiness, but endless pain."

"This kind of pain, especially after the war, is even more unforgettable and unforgettable for a lifetime."

A soft sigh sounded, and an old lieutenant general with scars on his face, and his hair and beard were already pale, said slowly, his eyes fell on the stone tablet in front, with a complex expression.

"But if war can bring peace to this world, and a happier and more stable life."

"That is a just war, a war that must be fought!"

The lieutenant general, who looked middle-aged and was in his prime, said solemnly.

Hearing this, the old lieutenant general shook his head, sighed, and said nothing more.

No matter which force you belong to, there is always a camp.

With such a large organizational structure as the Navy, it is natural that factions and camps cannot be avoided. Especially in such a military organization, the contradiction between the moderate faction, the hawkish faction, and the radical faction is even more obvious.

The soft faction advocates that everything should follow the concept of justice, act gently, and try to avoid war.

The hawks, on the other hand, believe that problems that can be solved through war should not be tolerated. The remaining problems will only create more problems.

Among the older generation, Warring States handled this matter very well. He perfectly achieved the balance of the war, but just before retirement, he started such a war that shocked the world.

And the new generation.

General Xia Le, who was strong and tyrannical and followed the concept of equality and justice, showed violence and brutal methods in the war, which he could not associate with his apparent gentleness.

In his opinion, such characters are the most terrifying.

"Soft faction? Or war faction?"

The old lieutenant general speculated in his mind.

Because this will ultimately determine the future development of the navy. An organization that is constantly at war is destined to not survive long, and an organization without war will become cowardly, decadent, and without combat effectiveness over a long period of time.

How to perfectly unify and balance it is a difficult problem.

Suddenly, the crowd parted.

In the drizzle, a figure with a Chinese character face and gray hair and beard stepped forward.

"Lieutenant General Garp!"

"It's General Xia Le's teacher, Lieutenant General Garp!"

"Navy hero, Garp!"

"······"

There was some commotion in the crowd. From the low shouts, the old lieutenant general heard the identity of the old man. He stood silently in the front row and did not look back.

After a while, Garp came to him.

"Cap."

"You do have a good apprentice!"

The old lieutenant general said calmly.

Of course, Garp knew who he was talking about, but on this occasion, he showed a smile and said lightly: "Cross, you are getting old too!"

"Haha, after today's memorial service, I plan to return to my hometown to retire."

"I have reached retirement age a long time ago, and I can finally take a good rest."

Cross said with a chuckle.

There was a trace of nostalgia and expectation in his eyes. That naughty little grandson should be running happily on the island now, right?

Hearing this, Garp was stunned for a moment, and then he spoke softly as if in a trance.

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, you have reached retirement age."

After the two had a brief conversation, they stopped talking.

Time is the least valuable, least noticeable, but also the most terrifying thing.

Before you know it, your life is coming to an end.

“Old men die and babies are born.”

"This is the inheritance of mankind."

Cross laughed.

Garp's face changed slightly, and he felt that the old guy was referring to something, and he snorted.

"Haha, I didn't talk about your grandson who is a pirate!"

Cross was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

Garp clenched his fists and was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

At this time, Crane came over, stood quietly beside the two of them, turned and glared at them.

"Be serious, this is not a place for you to be playful and smiley."

Cross immediately stopped smiling, and Garp also kept his expression solemn.

Immediately afterwards, several gray-haired old lieutenant generals stood in a row with them.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards the huge stone monument standing in front of them.

From the first line to the last line, countless names are densely engraved.

"Naval Heroes Monument!"

Crane said softly.

"Compared to me, they are more suitable for the title of hero."

Garp said softly.

No one objects to his words. If those who devote themselves to a just cause are not worthy of the title of hero, then who is?

"This battle has freed many old friends!"

Someone beside him said tremblingly.

Both Garp and He's expressions darkened, and they clearly saw the names recorded in the front row.

Among them were their familiar friends and comrades-in-arms in the same year.

But at their age, to put it bluntly, they are waiting for death. It would not be surprising if they suddenly leave one day, and it is indeed equivalent to relief.

"Death on the battlefield and leaving with glory is also a perfect destination."

"I just hate that my name is not engraved on this stone tablet."

"Otherwise, Garp, I will become a hero like you!"

An old lieutenant general said coldly.

When Garp heard this, he was startled for a moment, then forced a smile to respond.

There is a difference between dead heroes and living heroes.

But he vaguely heard a hint of other meaning from the other party's words.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the monument in front of him again.

Densely packed names are deeply engraved on it, and underneath there is a huge pedestal filled with flowers, fruits and lighted white candles.

At the bottom of the stone tablet, there is a brief sentence engraved on it.

"Everyone who sacrifices their life for justice is a true hero!"

The word "hero" was originally owned by only Garp in the navy. But since the battle on the top, after this stone monument was erected, there have been countless others.

Although their lives have ended, their heroic spirits will live on forever.

The names on this monument will probably not be forgotten by those who come after us.

For all those who join the army, they have a pursuit in life. Even if you face death, you will no longer have any fear.

Because that will be the path to becoming a hero.

Suddenly, the crowd became commotion.

"They are young lieutenant generals who performed outstandingly in the war!"

"Stop the Yonko's red-haired Lieutenant General Baki!!"

"Lieutenant General Rocinante, who blocked Whitebeard's punch!"

"Lieutenant General Smoker."

"The great swordsman Lieutenant General Kuina."

"Lieutenant General Fisher Tiger, the fishman, the legendary liberation fighter who boarded Mariejoia?"

"The ones following behind them are scientific research troops, right? They are all powerful young people!"

As Bucky and others arrived, whispers came from the crowd.

Soon, the young lieutenant generals found their positions and stood behind Garp and other older lieutenant generals.

Then, Lieutenant Generals such as Steeles, Flying Squirrel, and Ghost Spider arrived.

Time continues to pass, and the drizzle has a tendency to gradually become heavier.

But the officers standing in the field did not hold any umbrellas, but stood there quietly and upright, like ghosts in the drizzle.

"Marshal Warring States is here!"

"And the generals!"

In front of the square, as the white figure approached, everyone's eyes were slightly focused.

Behind Warring States, three tall figures stood.

Four people came here one after another and stood at the front. Warring States was the first. They placed the flowers in their hands in front of the monument and bowed deeply.

Immediately afterwards, the three generals who followed behind them followed in sequence.

After the three generals finished, the huge team of officers all bent down and bowed.

"This memorial service will be hosted by General Xia Le."

Warring States faced everyone and said in a deep voice.

People are not surprised by this statement. Judging from General Xia Le's performance in the battle at the top, his prestige has undoubtedly reached its highest level.

No one in the entire navy can compete with it.

Hosting a memorial service is a declaration in a sense.

The handover of the position of marshal is already in progress.

Then, in the eyes of everyone, Xia Le stepped to the front, facing the huge monument to heroes.

His voice was deep and deep, carrying far and wide in the rain.

"The road to justice and light is always filled with mud."

"Many people will die on this road and will not be able to accompany us on this journey."

"Those who sacrificed their lives are undoubtedly heroes."

"They gave their lives for the greatest cause."

"Many people cannot understand this kind of sacrifice, but history will prove that without their sacrifice, there would be no struggle for you who are still standing here today."

"Peace and happiness, equality and justice will forever sleep in darkness."

“Some things have to be done by someone, and some roads have to be walked through thorns and mud.”

"Now, these things, this road."

"It's our turn!"

The words were short, but profound, causing the entire Malinvando to fall into silence. Countless people felt their blood boiling in this calmness, and their fists clenched subconsciously.

Suddenly, Xia Le looked up and roared.

"Shot!"

"Send comrades!!!"