Time flew by and it was the end of October 849.
The personal combat training class has ended. After the physical training in the morning, there is a military theory class. It is not only about learning theory, but also about the operation and maintenance of cannons. Reinforcement and patrolling of walls.
In the open space outside the training corps station, there was a row of cannons. An instructor stood in front of everyone: "As a soldier, it is also necessary to learn to use artillery. Ordinary artillery shells can block the movements of giants. Howitzers are extremely powerful and can kill giants." , but although it has been improved many times, the hit rate is still very low..."
After the instructor explained the power and use methods of various artillery shells, he also told everyone how to maintain and maintain them, and personally demonstrated how to operate them. What precautions should be taken? In fact, the theoretical classes in the previous three weeks had been explained in detail, but now they are just based on the actual objects. Again.
"Okay, you start the operation as a class. If you don't understand, just ask, and be careful not to hurt anyone." After the instructor finished speaking, he motioned for everyone to start, and some male training soldiers were a little impatient. This is actual operation of a cannon.
There are a total of 8 cannons on the field, and five people from Class 7 are trying to fire cannonballs from a fort.
Neil put an ordinary cannonball into the barrel, and Rob was about to pull the fuse.
"Cover your ears." Ren said to the somewhat uneasy Christa. He found that the goddess was not used to the roar of artillery fire.
"Yeah." Christa covered her ears with her hands.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, the artillery shell hit the open space in front, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust. Renn felt his head buzzing. This artillery was not very powerful, but it was really loud!
Really, the thunder is louder than the raindrops!
Ymir shook his head and cursed: "Damn, I was almost deafened."
Christa then took her hand away and breathed a sigh of relief.
After a few more operations, their class's training was completed. It took about an hour and a half from getting familiar with the use of the cannon to overhauling it.
Because there are only 8 guns, the 42 squads can only be divided into six groups of people to take turns operating, and there are still 34 squads lining up behind.
After Ren's class left, the second batch of eight classes started to leave. At this time, someone came over to ask for advice from Christa who had finished training, and Christa smiled and ran to help.
Seeing Christa endure the huge roar of the artillery fire, forcing a smile, and enthusiastically helping to teach everyone how to operate, Ren frowned, this girl is very sick.
"Don't you care?" he asked Ymir.
Putting her hand on her forehead, Ymir had a headache: "I can't help it. She always shows a helpful attitude. Even if she can't stand the loud noise of the shells, as long as someone asks her for advice, she will go up and help others." , there are many similar things, and I can only teach those guys who push their limits and have ulterior motives, but there are some things I am not qualified to make the decision for her."
"Really?" Ren looked at this scene expressionlessly. After a moment, he couldn't stand it any longer, so he went over and pulled Khris back.
"Ren, what's wrong?" Christa, who was pulled back, looked at Renn doubtfully with her big blue eyes.
Lowering his head slightly and looking directly at Christa, Ren advised: "Don't force yourself to do things you don't like to do. They can just ask the instructor." He was not against Christa helping others. If she enjoyed it, he would definitely not She knows how to be nosy, but she obviously can't stand the loud noise of gunfire, so she still forces herself to help others.
Christa hesitated: "But they asked me for help, I should..."
Interrupting Christa, he said bluntly: "You don't need to live the way others need. You should know that many people call you a goddess and everyone likes you very much."
After a pause, Ren said in a deep voice: "But I don't like it. I don't like you like this. It makes me feel very awkward."
Christa was a little panicked: "I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?"
Ren shook his head: "No, in fact you do everything well and everyone praises you, but are you happy? Why do you smile softly at those guys who are pushing their limits every time? If not If you like it or don’t want it, you can tell them to get lost!”
"I...but...we should be kind to others and help each other." Christa was a little at a loss.
"You're right, there's nothing wrong with you. I'm not going to tell you any big truths, but I hope that from today on, you won't force yourself anymore, and at least try to refuse those things you don't want to do or help. I'm busy, can you do it?" Renn rarely became gentle.
Christa's eyes averted, and she lowered her head and remained silent.
Ymir looked helpless and crossed his arms. It's not like she hadn't tried to persuade him, but it was of no use.
"Ren, I'm sorry, I want to ask, do your parents like you?" Christa looked at Ren with red eyes.
For a moment, Ren was confused as to why the goddess suddenly asked this. When she was still on earth, her mother was almost the same as Rang Bao's mother. As for Karen, he was an orphan, which was why he felt like he was going against nature at that time.
The identity of Renne is a bit more complicated.
"Dad, why did we use fake surnames before? Why do people want to trouble us?" 8-year-old Renn looked at his father with a sigh in confusion.
After touching little Ren's head, Ren's father said: "I don't know, we are just a branch of the Ackerman family. Maybe this family knows more." As a person who follows his heart (cowardly), He had become anonymous a long time ago, and everyone in the family probably thought he was dead. There is no way, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm him.
"What about my mother?"
"Alas, your mother was weak and died of illness shortly after giving birth to you." Ren's father had a look of sorrow on his face.
Back then, when his family was in decline and his clansmen fled in all directions, he ran directly out of the Wall of Xina and came to the Wall of Rose. He hid all the way and gradually arrived at the southern edge of the Wall of Rose. He didn't know when he started. No one came to cause trouble anymore. When he discovered this, he had been battling with the air for many years!
Of course, this kind of thing cannot be said to his son, as it will damage his tall image in front of his son. He actually admires a certain cousin, that is Emperor Gou. When they ran away, there were actually not many people left. Then A dear friend told him that he wanted to go all the way south and hide in the Shigansina District in the southernmost part of Wall Maria!
As expected of his brother, he can really run!
Wren's father didn't know that the cousin he admired was stabbed by a trafficker in the end and failed to make it to the end. He received his lunch box a few years earlier than him.
Ren came back to his senses and looked at Christa: "It's okay, what mother doesn't like her child?"
Christa looked at Ren in confusion: "Really? Every book says that a mother loves her children, but my mother doesn't love me. She wants me to die." She remembered that when she was on that farm, her first Once she plucked up the courage and threw herself into her mother's arms, but she was pushed away and her mother said she wanted to kill her.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and Ymir looked at Christa in shock. She had not known about this before.
Sighing and feeling a little shaken, Ren looked at Christa with pity: "So, she just gave birth to you. She is not your mother. How you live has nothing to do with her. I don't want to preach to you. Mother is not only a blood connection, she is also a responsibility."
Christa began to cry, but Ymir held her tightly in his arms without saying a word.
Rob and Neil were surprised. They didn't know Christa's identity, but they were shocked to hear that her mother wanted her to die. This was too cruel for Christa as a little girl at the time.
Ren looked at Rob and Neil with a somewhat indifferent expression: "You heard it, please pay attention in the future. We can't control many things, and we can't make the decision for Christa, but if there are those who take advantage of her kindness, Flatten them and make them roll rounder!"
"Yes!" The two nodded.
The sound of artillery fire continued, and only the people in Class 7 heard the conversation here.
Renn is not the most talkative, nor is he a life mentor. After this, Christa is still a gentle, lovely and helpful goddess, but at least she has learned to say no to things she doesn't like to do or help she doesn't want to do.
Ymir's protection of the goddess is even more thorough. Don't even think about any unreasonable requests from her. Even if Christa doesn't understand her, she doesn't care.
This is a miserable world, and no matter what, life must go on.
