Chapter 663 Do You Want to Truly Live?

On the other hand, the Federal Provisional Military Government, knowing that this matter could not be concealed, also quickly issued an official obituary.

And Brandon and others also tried to make various forces in the Federation aware of the crisis and reunite through various measures.

"Fellow countrymen of the Federation:

With extremely heavy hearts, we declare that the Federal Navy Marshal Trafalgar died heroically in the heroic battle to defend the Federation.

Marshal Trafalgar's life is a life dedicated to the Federation.

Under the multiple crises of the invasion of the Star Dragon Empire, the threat of the Atlas Group, and the rebellion within the Federation, he always stood at the forefront of defending the Federation.

Every decision he made was related to the survival of the Federation, and every order he issued carried the hopes of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

The departure of Marshal Trafalgar is an immeasurable loss to the Federation!

Today, we mourn for the martyred marshal.

Tomorrow, we will make the murderer pay the price!

The Federation will never allow the Atlas Group to invade our territory.

The Federation hopes Everyone, be! The best fighters!

Our common loss makes us more united!

The Atlas Group must also

give! a! reply! for this shameful conspiracy!

Here, the Federal Provisional Military Government pays the highest respect and deepest condolences to Marshal Trafalgar. We call on all citizens of the Federation to remember his dedication and sacrifice, inherit his legacy, and continue to move forward bravely for the peace, stability and prosperity of the Federation.

May the heroic soul of Marshal Trafalgar rest in peace, and the Federation will always remember his greatness! "

The radio of the City Hall is broadcasting the obituary issued by the Federal Provisional Military Government in a solemn and sad tone. In this federal city shrouded in haze, the gray sky is like a heavy lead plate, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.

On the street, the cold wind whistled like a ghost, carrying a trace of coldness, and wantonly shuttled between the towering buildings. The pedestrians looked panicked and hurried, and no one stopped for this obituary.

Their eyes were full of fear and anxiety. Some of them were hunched over, holding the packages tightly in their arms. Perhaps they were the emergency supplies they had grabbed during the sudden inflation. Some of them kept looking back while running fast, their eyes full of vigilance.

Most of the shops on the street were closed, and occasionally a few were half-closed. The shops were also dead silent, and the bosses were worried and had no intention of greeting customers.

The street lights were shaky in the cold wind, emitting a weak and flickering light, which added a bit of bleakness. The fallen leaves were swirling on the ground and were blown away by the wind mercilessly, as if symbolizing the fate of this once glorious federation.

The obituary of Marshal Trafalgar was still echoing, but this voice seemed so small and helpless in this panic street.

From the perspective of the lower-class residents, it seemed that no one cared about the departure of this hero. Everyone was struggling for their own survival. The whole city was immersed in an atmosphere of despair, as if the end of the world was approaching.

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Saiens always felt that he died too early.

His life was to go to get off work and get off work at a transport company, eat and excrete, sleep and wake up, and he didn't know the meaning of his survival. He lived like a zombie every day.

Saiens felt that he was about to rot, from the age of 24 to old age, and then turned into soil and became a name.

No, maybe not even a name will exist, because in the high-speed country of the Federation, no one will remember you, no one will remember a small transport company employee, he is just a grain of dust in this world.

Saiens has been changing something, he wants to have his own meaning of existence

Such days lasted until two years ago.

He passed the selection with a try-it mentality, joined the Atlas Group, and was successfully assigned to the combat fleet, and then began relevant learning and training.

Here, Sainz finally found the meaning of his existence, and realized that he was actually talented in fleet command.

It's just that because of his relatively humble background, he didn't have the "stepping stone" of those upper-class figures in the Federation, and he couldn't become an officer of the Federal Navy in his life, so he had been wasting this talent.

So when Sainz found the meaning of his existence in the Atlas Group, his talent also allowed him to rise in the Atlas combat fleet and eventually become a middle-level officer.

But just when everything seemed to be clear and the future was looking better and better, he encountered a major crisis and choice in his life.

When the Atlas special operations fleet was threatened and was about to be destroyed.

Sainz took the initiative to grab the task of covering the main fleet and led the "Poseidon" squadron to launch a suicide attack on the federal navy fleet.

Sainz did not regret taking on this task. From the first day of joining the Atlas combat fleet, he had actually prepared himself mentally. The high pension benefits of the Atlas Group also made him not have to worry about the future life of his family.

But no matter what, he still felt a little regretful that he could not enjoy such days more.

"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to live truly?"

When Sainz regained consciousness, he felt that his mind was like a mess, and then such a confusing sentence appeared in front of him.

He recalled his last memory, which was the moment when the bridge of the light cruiser ‘Winged Cavalry’ where he was was completely destroyed by the heavy particle cannon of the enemy ship.

There is no doubt that he could not survive such an attack.

“Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?”

A perfect poem, a post, a content, a 6-9 book, a bar!

The text in front of him flashed again, as if indicating something to Sainz.

“What the hell is this? Who doesn’t want to live?”

Sainz was confused, but at the same time he suddenly found something that was straightforward in front of him, but not so easy to attract attention.

That is, the font of this line of text is the standard 4 font commonly used within the Atlas Group.

An attraction that cannot be described in words made Sainz focus on this line of text, and then slowly focused on the option ‘yes’ below.

Instantly, he lost consciousness.

Cold, shaking.

The moment he woke up, Sainz suddenly jumped up from the ground. He looked around in panic. The bridge environment in his mind and the environment in front of him were instantly confused, but after a few seconds he had woken up from the confusion.

A cold voice also reached his ears at the same time.

"Yes, you are the one with the best quality among the people who came this time."