abnabooks 231. In The Rear, The Human Race Will Not Perish!
231. In The Rear, The Human Race Will Not Perish!
When the satellite faithfully transmits the scanned images to the rear.
There was silence in the rear of the entire human race.
Countless human races looked at the pictures played on the TV screen, watching the heroic spirits of the human race who had been killed for a long time being summoned again.
Fight for the people again!
A trembling old man was originally watching the TV calmly, his weather-beaten eyes revealed a calmness that sees through everything.
He has done his best, for the sake of the human race, he has fought to the end, the team that set out in the city was the only one who came back alive!
When he returned to his hometown with the dilapidated banner, he lingered outside the city, not daring to take a step for a long time.
He was afraid! He was afraid that when he returned to his hometown, his eager eyes would turn into the despair of walking dead.
He was afraid! He was afraid that what he would bring to his hometown would not be returning home with honor, but the whole city would be plain, with white papers pasted on every house, and every house crying loudly!
I am like a crow carrying bad news, wandering outside the city for a long time and unwilling to leave.
In the end, after waiting for a long time for the returning team, the welcoming group went out of the city to search, only to find him holding a banner tightly in a mass grave.
At that time, he was like losing his soul.
He can't speak, his eyes are dull, he eats when he is offered, and stands blankly in the corner when he is not given. Only the battered flag on his chest can make him mentally fluctuate.
Those family members who lost their loved ones did not blame him that year.
He didn't blame him why he didn't bring back his comrade's body.
There is no soul torture that desperately asks him why he is the only one alive while others are going to die.
Some are only indifferent and indifferent. It's like accepting the departure of family members.
Step by step, he buried the clothes left by his relatives before his death, and started his new life.
After all, the dead are gone, and the living still have to survive in this oppressive world.
Only a cemetery outside the city was built for the burial of clothes and crowns, with incense burning all day long, and the skyrocketing sales of flower shops in the city also proved that there was once a team that went out to fight, and the entire army was wiped out.
Everything is so ordinary, but the city that originally held events every now and then does not see celebrations all day long, and the military condolence performances also pass by quietly, as if there is some agreed-upon rule.
The people in the city will not smile for a long time, and sometimes the laughter of the children will become harsh. The strange environment makes the children sensible in advance.
·Ask for flowers...
Winter passed, and the next spring came.
There are many more new graves outside the city, and the number of people who died at this time has increased a lot.
Several years have passed, and the old man who was originally dull and silly has returned to his natural state.
Young people join the army, and young people retire.
At the moment when the human race was in the midst of life and death, the old man once put on his battle robe and set foot on the road to protect the human race with his teammates.
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Then came a disastrous defeat! The whole army was wiped out!
The old man who originally thought he had let go looked at the TV screen blankly, immersed in his own memories.
Suddenly! The flashing picture on the screen caught the attention of the old man.
The old man stared at the screen in front of him, hoping to see the scene just now again.
Perhaps it was the old man's anticipation that moved the sky, and the real-time video broadcast by the satellite happened to be fixed at that place again.
The originally indifferent expression became excited, and the trembling body straightened up, as if facing the inspection of the chief.
"No mistake! This is the commander!"
"The human race will not die!".