The document is public, and apart from the combat power standards and the principle of voluntariness, Azure officials did not make any unnecessary explanations or cover-ups about it.
Because this era itself is cruel enough, and the days when this cruelty and despair have been publicly displayed in front of the whole world have been long enough.
The veterans are prepared to fight and die on that distant star.
Just as old General Jelavic said at yesterday's meeting, they no longer have time and potential, but they can still fight with knives. So, maybe this battle is how they can fight against the world for the human species. future, and final contribution.
"When the world needs more time, when the future destiny and hope of mankind still needs those talented young people to grow and bear, we can die."
"We can't wait for the end. We are too old and too talentless. The new era has long been destined to no longer have a battlefield for us."
"So, let us face the distant red death star and everything unknown there."
"If we and other old soldiers must fight to the death in the end, I only hope that our blood and swords can buy time for this world for the last time."
"I am a veteran, and I gladly go to war."
The entire human world began to fall into sadness from this day. It was a special kind of sadness, as majestic as the autumn leaves, and the yellow leaves could not be left behind.
Human beings live in such an era and are destined to no longer be able to talk about and measure everything with warmth and inherent morality.
Compared with the vast majority of ordinary people in this world who are grieving and heavy, it is the other two types of people who are really angry and protesting because of this announcement.
The first category is the warriors of the younger generation of Azure.
They can't bear it. When they have taken over the sword, they are told again and again how their generation is full of geniuses, unrivaled in history, and capable of creating a prosperous age of human martial arts. However, in the end, they have to watch helplessly, those seniors who are old and whose average talent is lagging behind. We, with our withered hands, pick up the sword again and go to the most remote and dangerous battlefield on their behalf.
The old guys have obviously done enough. In the past long and unknown decades, it was they who supported the weakest and most difficult history of the blue and human beings. Every one of them alive was almost a dozen or so of his generation, and only one of the dozens of people alive. of survivors.
Led by these young geniuses and young officers, the opposition and rallies and petitions within the Azure Army... had just begun and were suppressed.
Because the person who came out to suppress them was the hero, mentor and target in many of their hearts. His name was Bo Chen, a Azure General and a veteran. Even a former "Top Three Blue Combat Force" who has still not fully recovered from serious injuries, and the commander of the combat legion of the Mitli Front.
Then, the second group of people who are dissatisfied or even angry with the mobilization order are the veterans themselves who have left the front line. To be precise, they are the less fortunate among them.
Because the mobilization order's requirements for combat power were relatively high, some of them did not have the opportunity to return to the team to participate in this expedition.
Therefore, those who let the logistics and administrative departments get emotional, those who called to beg for mercy, those who gave gifts, those who acted shamelessly, those who staged the show and made harsh words to threaten their comrades and subordinates, in any case, caused a big commotion all over the world.
It's just that in the end, the standards for returning to the team still insisted on not changing, so most of them had no choice but to let it go, or some of them were unwilling to accept it and were thinking of taking a big road.
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"Look, these telegrams begging for mercy and causing trouble were all photographed here... one by one, how come they are all nonsense!"
The only witness of the Chinese Asian Front Army was the headquarters of the legion. In the small courtyard where the incense altar was kept, Xu Xiaohong pointed to the mountain of telegrams on the table, raised her head and said to a certain Chen Xian on the case.
Chen Buhung remained silent, like a clay statue, sitting motionless with his eyes closed amid the incense.
This incense was just ordered by Xu Xiaohong.
"Did you see it? Anyway, I didn't see it. I don't see it." The chief of staff sat down and spoke again slowly, saying: "By the way, as of this morning, the only old guy we have witnessed the legion, who signed up and came back, is already close to 7,000 people.”
This is Hua Asia. There are 7,000 veterans on the registration list who have left the front line, and all of them were his soldiers. I still remember that year, when we were leaving, the old guys got drunk and cursed, saying:
"Well, Chen is not hungry. You think we are old and useless, right? Okay, since the legion commander has ordered us to retreat, I'll leave. I'll wait until you want us to come back again. If you call me legion commander, then that's it. There are walls on all sides, there is no way out. You are so shy and ask for a big sedan to invite me, but none of your brothers will give you a good face."
The regiment commander surnamed Chen, who was also drunk at the time, started to scold them. He drank at each station one by one, made noises in groups, and jumped on his feet and said:
"Ah, you go home and take a walk with your grandson, you old bastards. If I call you back one day, I will be your nephew..."
"I'm talking about everyone's nephew!" Xu Xiaohong said with a smile to herself: "Forget it, I won't put it on your head. Even if I ask you to invite me, you can't move."
In fact, if he was still able to move if he was not hungry this time and was still the same invincible person, why would there be so many old soldiers in this world who left home again?
Those soldiers were old and could still fight; he, Chen Buxing, was old too, even more thoroughly. He was so old that he didn't know whether he could still carry the rumored last sword and fight against the dome with Zhan Hong.
"By the way, do you remember that there was a man named Guan Qiliangbu in the 171st Regiment of the Fourth Army? He was the lieutenant who yelled at you drunkenly and threw chicken bones at each other. I happened to see his name today." Xu Xiaohong said .
In the northwest rural area of Huaxiya, there are old yards, old trees and vines. A seemingly ordinary old farmer moved a bamboo chair and sat in the sun, playing with his grandson who was still wearing crotchless pants...
From morning to noon, the laughter and laughter of the grandfather and grandson filled the yard.
It was noon time, and my daughter-in-law cooked a big bowl of oily noodles. Her son brought it to the table and said, "Dad, it's time for lunch."
"Okay." The old man lowered his head and smoked his pipe, took the bowl and said, "Remember to continue doing the work in the fields in the spring. Do you understand? Growing food is also for the country and the world."
"I know, Dad." The son lowered his head as he spoke.
The moment the big bowl left his hand, there was just a "pop" sound, and the big tears of a thirty-year-old farm man fell into the soil.
He couldn't stay in this matter even if he wanted to, even if he wanted to go in place of his old father. Because his old father is a blue veteran. If he really wanted to stop him, the old man could throw him into the river two hundred meters away.
"Also, take good care of your children. If you are able, you two can have a few more. In this world, raising children is also for the country and mankind, you know? Hahahaha, of course, dad will not force this." Mixing the noodles with long chopsticks, However, the instructions were short-lived. The old man pretended not to see the thing smashed into the soil, and finished the noodles with a few mouthfuls of breath.
He leaned over and put down the bowl, picked up a small duffel bag at his feet, and stood up.
time to go! The ordinary old man from the farm stood up. In an instant, his body was as straight as a mountain, and his temperament changed like a blade in an instant. He was a blue veteran, standing in his yard, and turned around to take a closer look at the old yard.
"Let's go, we have a long way to go. If we don't go, we won't make it." The moment the veteran turned around, he saw his grandson Douhuang looking up at him. The steps he had just taken under his feet stopped uncontrollably.
"Grandpa, where are you going?" The little boy raised his head and asked.
"Go..." the veteran hesitated, raised his finger to the sky, and said, "Grandpa, go to the stars. Isn't it awesome? Haha, Douhui, do you still remember the star that grandpa taught you to look at last night?"
"Yeah!" The bean farmer nodded, raised his neck and stretched out his hand to point. There were no stars during the day, but he still pointed to a place that was almost the same as last night.
"By the way, it seems that my bean farmer is smarter than his father, hahahaha." The veteran laughed, looked back at his son and daughter-in-law, then reached out and touched his grandson's chin, and said, "Grandpa, from now on, just watch over there. Are you okay, Beankeeper?"
"Yeah, okay, woo... no, no." The little kid suddenly started crying and shook his head vigorously, as if he finally felt that although the stars were good, they were too far away, and he still hoped that his grandpa could be by his side.
"If you don't cry, the bean-husband won't cry." The veteran tilted his head to hold back the tears, smiled and turned back and said, "Grandpa, you can wink your eyes with me as a bean-husband, okay? By the way, what about that song of yours?" Singing, a flash..."
What he wanted to say was that children's song, Twinkle and Twinkle. But when grandpa asked how to sing the song, Xiaodou Gui blinked his eyes, burst into tears and choked up, and sang:
"I have a sharp edge. I can take off my old robe and join the army. I can strike at the stream and hold back the Great Harmony..."
Xiaodouhui learned this song from his grandfather. In the past few years, his grandfather always hummed it over and over again when he drank or was unconscious. The more he listened to it, the more he gradually learned it.
The young voice sang the military song of going to war, but the tune was off-key and the words were inaccurate. During the song, Xiaodouhud's grandfather left home alone. As he walked along the long road outside the village, he lost sight of his back.
On the same day, another veteran of the Azure Hua Department was added to the team.
His name is Guan Qiliang, he is the former captain of the only witnessing regiment, Fourth Army, 171st Regiment, 823rd Squadron. In the past few decades, from joining the camp to leading the team himself, he participated in hacking to death a total of 47 large swords. In addition, he also had a drunken exchange of insults with the invincible Chen Buxu, and threw chicken bones at each other.
When he was mobilized from the army that year, the regiment asked him if he wanted to stay on the second line. He said: "What the hell, since I'm not allowed to hold a knife, I don't even bother to see you again. I want to go home and take care of my grandson."
As of today, Guan Qiliang has been living with his grandson Xiaodou Guan at home for two years and six months.
