Chapter 138： Flower of the battlefield

(Thank you for your reward, saying that today is 7000 words and there is a chapter in the evening.)

Using the communication equipment on the armored vehicle to successfully contact the command of the Makanda Arsenal, Montgomery couldn't help but sigh for a while and once again expressed his gratitude to Tang.

Next, Montgomery briefly introduced the battle situation in the Diromos Plateau. After receiving the news of the fall of the Kabuto Air Force Base, the 408 Division that contained the Union Army in the southern part of the Diromos Plateau was quiet, but it was the 108, 208, and 308 armored divisions of the First Corps in the Demi Corridor. About three battalions were divided, and they were advancing along the southwestern edge of the Gunter Mountains, but with their feet, it would take a day and night to get there.

Therefore, there is plenty of time for the special service team. Montgomery’s order to the special service team is to transfer as much as possible armed helicopters, unmanned aerial vehicles, fighters, assault aircraft, and bombers to the northeastern part of the mainland before noon tomorrow. The air cargo terminal occupied by the rebels was blown up, and none of them was left by the government forces.

In addition, he also urged Claire to repair the air defenses of the base as soon as possible to cope with the government air attack that might come tonight.

After giving the order, he exchanged greetings with Tang Fang, Nehemiah and others, and then disconnected from the communication.

According to Tang Fang's plan, he wanted to set off overnight and rush to Drosnil military port as soon as possible. Obviously, Broad, Xia Yuanhua and others did not want to let them go easily. After the enthusiasm of a group of people stayed, Tang Fang had no choice but to give up his original idea and decided to stay at the air force base for one night and leave early tomorrow morning.

The base’s inventory is very rich. There are all kinds of food, beverages, and beer. Broad, Xia Yuanhua, and a group of rebel soldiers who were saved by Tang Fang surrounded him. You come and I use the cup liqueur. Expressing his gratitude.

Tang Fang did not refuse to come, and the men who were full of enthusiasm and sincere and sunny smiles continued to drink until midnight. Perhaps it was a side effect of speeding regeneration. He did not fall to the ground as drunk as Broad, Xia Yuanhua and others.

of course. The same goes for Aros and Howson, but after the daytime battles, both of them were exhausted and fell to a deep sleep on the sofa in the lounge.

Tang Fang finished his last sip of wine, walked away from the room with an unopened bottle of beer, bypassing the rebel soldiers lying on the ground.

Air strikes have not yet come, and perhaps the government forces also know that in the face of base air defense missile systems, doing so will only increase casualties.

This battle includes special services and riot miners. A total of 289 people were killed and more than 300 injured on the side of the rebels, nearly one-third of the total number.

It was midnight, and the placement of the wounded and the deceased was over, with the help of the worm feeding injections. Most of the severely ill patients have recovered, and even those with broken limbs have recovered their bodies after finding the broken limbs.

Whether it is a medical staff or a special service officer like Iyetta, all have a keen interest in him. Mysterious origin, a squad with unparalleled combat effectiveness. The so-called "Ancestral Secret Recipe" against the sky. What is the origin of this guy called "Tarosa"? His appearance is really the best gift given by the gods to the insurgents. If you can keep fighting with him, what else is there to be afraid of?

Tang Fang actually wanted to spend more time with them, after all, he went all the way. The people of the insurgent army left him a very good impression, but unfortunately, he still has more important things to do-to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. He didn't know whether the military would have appeared on Planet 5 through Zerg units after the battle of Nami Star.

Because the price is too high. He dare not take risks. What needs to be done urgently right now is to rush to Star Recto as soon as possible and pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. Therefore, for the insurgents, he could only say "sorry" silently in his heart.

The moon blooms like water, gently brushing across the surface, and sprinkling a soft light on the bumpy taxiing track. The night is already cold, and the occasional summer insects' crisp chirping sounds, making people feel at ease.

"Woo" the whimper of a plane going away cut through the night sky. The flashing signal lights when they took off and landed up to the top were like a light trail, connecting with the stars on the horizon. In this peaceful night, a group of figures shuttled between the airstrip and the tarmac. They were the special service soldiers who were following Montgomery's instructions and were transferring combat aircraft.

Facing the cold plateau wind, Tang Fang looked to the north of the base. There was a plateau lake about 3km away, which was no more than 2 square kilometers in area. According to Xia Yuanhua, all the companions who died in this battle will be buried there. The small lake, the green grass, and the cool plateau wind are indeed an excellent place to sleep. Recognizing the direction, he stepped towards the small lake.

About half an hour later, he came to the lakeside, and the stretch of green space was occasionally dotted with one or two purple flowers. Occasionally, worms crawled past, and there were rustling sounds. The trees in the distance are intertwined, and a ray of night wind blows by, and waves of forest are surging.

Through the gap of the Maolin, you can see a ray of light, which is the bend of clear water lake.

Knee-length grass outside the forest is sorted out into a flat ground, fresh and soft soil is piled into small mounds, in front of which is an epitaph made of irregular stones, on which there is only name, gender, year of birth, and a few numbers. Language, such as Lancelot likes rum, Kulom loves horse riding...

A bunch of white flowers are placed in front of each small mound, and there is no color at first glance. It can be seen that the flower-giving person is very careful, because there are so many flowers in the grass next to each other with different colors. It is really exhausting to find the same color and the same variety.

Tang Fang noticed a person standing at the end of the cemetery, with his back facing him, looking forward to the shade of the trees. Judging from the size, it should be Yieta.

"Ietta, did you pick these flowers?" As he walked to the grave of Little Sam, he asked casually while pulling the handle of the beer can.

"Huh?" Iyeta was taken aback, looked back, saw him in the moonlight, couldn't help but smile, and walked over: "Why are you here? Those people didn't get you drunk?"

At this time, Tang Fang had already sat down and sprinkled the beer lightly on the grave: "Because I suddenly remembered that there was another person who hadn't drunk it. After leaving here, I don't know when I can come back..."

His voice gradually lowered, and Iyeta's expression darkened, and he whispered: "This small white flower, in our Crotan, is called the'white cloud flower'. It never grows alone, but blooms alone. There will be other flowers to accompany you. So, don’t be too sad, little Sam will definitely not be alone with everyone."

Tang Fang was silent for a moment. Nodded slightly: "There is fragrance of flowers, a clear lake, and a cool and cheerful wind. There are these like-minded friends... well, and his brother, Sam must not be alone over there. But, I really miss him when he grows up. I can see this decadent empire ushering in its end."

"Will we succeed?" Iyetta looked lonely. Facing the giant empire, who are as weak as ants, is it really possible to overthrow it?

"Definitely." Tang Fang's voice was low.

"Do you want to know who picked these flowers?" Iyetta suddenly changed the subject.

"Who picked it up?"

She raised her arm. Pointing to Qinghu in the shade of the tree opposite: "In fact, sometimes, what our eyes see may not be correct."

"Oh?" The beer in the jar was empty. Tang Fang stood up and looked towards the lake: "I should have brought this bouquet of flowers to Sam, since someone did it. I should go and say thanks."

Iyetta nodded, waved to him, turned and walked towards the base. Watching her disappear, Tang Fang walked towards the grove.

"Wow, wow..." The breeze was blowing, Song Tao bursts, listening to the sound of gurgling water not far away. Tang Fang raised his head, looking through the gap between the trees, falling on the sparkling lake.

The breeze raises light waves on the water, the waves rise, and the sound of the water is like the love words between lovers. A thin layer of moonlight yarn is spread on the beach on the shore, and the slender fluff is like a night elf under the moonlight. With the beat of the waves, gently swirling and dancing gracefully.

On the beach near the lake, there is a smooth rock in front of it that has been washed by rain, eroded by wind and sun, and almost all edges and corners have been removed. A figure quietly leaned on the stone surface, looking at the swaying lake in silence.

"It's her?" Tang Fang frowned unchecked, isn't the person in front of him the commander of the special service team ------ Claire Lockhart. A woman with a heart as hard as a rock, who only knows how to command a war, would spend a long time weaving bouquets for those soldiers who died in battle? Isn't Iyetta deliberately deceiving him in order to ease the relationship between the two parties? After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go there.

"Crack, creak." The army boots stepped on the gravel, making strange noises. Crea thought it was Iyetta, still staring at the lake ahead, and said in an unusually gentle tone different from the day: "Is it Yetta?"

"It's me." Tang Fang's voice came.

Claire turned her head and looked at him with some surprise.

At this moment, the cold light in the girl’s eyes has long disappeared, replaced by a complex gaze with sadness, melancholy, and melancholy, just like this quietly flowing clear lake, calm and gentle, soft and long. .

Yuehua sprinkled on her waterfall-like hair, gently draped on her shoulders, and a gentle soft light appeared. She put her hand gently on her chest, and the lingering fragrance of white Yunhua still remained in her fingers.

Tang Fang was in a daze when he saw a moonbeauty (Emerald Flower) growing tenaciously in the cracks of the stone, quietly spreading its delicate bud under the nourishment of the night wind and morning dew.

The girl in front of me is really the indifferent female officer who pointed a gun on her companion's head earlier? No matter what he thought, he couldn't connect the two. However, the familiar dress, familiar voice, and familiar face fully proved that they were indeed the same person.

Cleia in front of her is clearly an image of a melancholy girl full of thoughts and sadness, gentle as water, and infinitely affectionate.

Tang Fang originally planned to say thank you and leave, but when he saw such a scene, he unknowingly walked to her and sat down and said softly, "Thank you for those flowers."

"Hmm..." Claire shook her head, cast a deep gaze towards the lake, and said softly: "I should thank you. You saved so many of us."

Is this really that Claire?

The moonlight cast an arc of light on her thin face, her long eyelashes were beating slightly, and the depths of her crystal eyes flashed with pure pearls. Pure and translucent, like this crystal clear lake.

"I know what you are thinking." Claire said softly. She bent her legs, straightened her waist slightly, and folded her hands in front of her knees, looking like a weak girl shivering under the thunder in the rain.

"Do you want to hear the story?"

Cleia in front of her is like a sad girl full of thoughts. What she needs most is someone who can listen quietly. Listening to her talk about the grievances and hesitation she has suppressed for years.

Tang Fang nodded: "I'm listening."

"Twenty-four years ago, a little girl was born on a beautiful planet with seas, lakes, mountains, and plains. She has a pair of parents with bright smiles, and a grandfather and grandmother who regard her as the jewel in the palm. The lawn, the flowerbed, the small yard of an old banyan tree. There is also a very cute Dalmatian, Gigi, who likes to lick her nose."

Speaking of which. Kleiya suddenly smiled, like a rainbow on the horizon with clouds and rain, bright and warm.

"Originally, she would have always been happy, and have been happily growing up slowly. However, when she was 7 years old, a disaster struck her hometown, the peaceful blue ocean called Sothya’s On the planet. A huge magical shadow enveloped the sky, the sea was crying, and the wind was roaring. The bright red blood soaked the Yangtze River, the river... Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma..."

Speaking of which. Claire seemed to recall something terrible, her body trembling constantly, like a miserable rainy night, looking at the empty world, a helpless girl standing alone under the tree.

Tears were like pearls strung in rows, falling from her beautiful face deeply buried between her knees, "Pap. Pap." They dripped on the rain stones, splashing tears.

Tang Fang's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder lightly: "It's all over, those things are over..."

He remembered a historical event, the Great Purge of Sosia. According to the official word, it should be called a divine ruling. Before Kirklaw I became the throne, he and his brother Bart Feili Stewart fought for the right to inherit the throne. In the end, in the sinister and treacherous court struggle, Kirklaf I won, and Batfield lost his power and became a prince of the Far Frontier.

later. The old emperor died of illness, and Kirklaf I ascended the throne. He had no idea of ​​siblings, and he made trouble for Batfield everywhere, weakening the area of ​​his fief again and again, so that the two of them had a deeper grievance.

Until the Garcia people broke out a revolutionary uprising under the agitation of the Charles Federation, because of the issue of sending troops to suppress, the contradiction between Batfield and Kirklaf I finally accumulated to the point of irreconcilability and broke out completely.

Immediately after the Garcia rebels, Bat Fili launched a rebellion. Kirklaf I hurriedly mobilized his army to suppress the Batfield rebels, which threatened him most.

In the end, under the attack of a large number of princes and dukes' fleets, Butterfield was defeated with hatred, tossed through the Sulu Empire, and went into exile. But under the anger of King Kirklaf I, he angered the people in the Batfield fief, in order to kill a hundred people, so as to prevent the rebellion of the princes in the future, thus launching the sensational Sothya purge.

Regardless of whether it is a civilian, a government official, or a small nobleman enshrined by Batfield, as long as there is no escape, all are sent on the shuttle bus to hell.

The purge lasted for several months. The civilians in the fief belonging to Bat Fili were implicated, and the death toll was in the billions. As the capital planet of Batfield, Sothya's resident population dropped sharply from 1.3 billion to 500 million, decimating more than half. From this lesson learned, the other princes were in danger, and Kolklav I finally secured his emperor's throne.

Unexpectedly, Claire was an orphan who had survived the Sothya purge. Tang Fang felt pity, and couldn't help but get closer, wrapping her left hand around her shoulder.

Claire's body trembled slightly, then calmed down. Tang Fang's hands were thick and warm, like when he was scared when he was a roller coaster when he was a child, his father encircled her shoulder arm from behind, which made people feel at ease.

"When the flames of war extinguished and the smoke of gunpowder subsided, the little girl who had fainted in the rubble due to cold and starvation was rescued by a passing merchant. Like many refugees who were willing to abandon their homes, she became a member of the starry sky wanderers."

"The man who rescued the little girl was called Marion. Marion Duncan, a strange old man with a stubborn face but a good temper and a drunkard."

"Later, the little girl gradually grew up and was sensible. Like many people who survived that catastrophe, she was determined to overthrow this decadent dynasty and bring back a clear sky."

"As for the bearded man who accidentally drank too much and overslept and delayed business, after consulting the ambitions of the 18-year-old teenagers, some of them were sent to the Charles Union military school. And that has already The little girl who grew up was one of these people."

"Four years later, they returned from their studies. In the past, sentimental, the little girl who always liked to stare at the starry sky outside the porthole in a daze has grown up. She decided to put away the weakness in her heart and become Be strong, become calm, and become able to carry the burden of shoulders."

"She is a commander, carrying the lives of hundreds of companions on her shoulders. Therefore, at any time, she can't be weak, can't shrink back, can't get hot, or give up lightly. She has to carry the heavy burden and bear it by herself. Even if her heart is bleeding and her soul is crying, she will not show half of it in front of others. Everyone can escape and shrink, but she can't."

"She must be like a man, put away her inner fragility, face the enemy, face the choice, face death..."

"You know, actually... she's very tired, very tired, although it's only two years, but it feels like a lifetime, if she can sleep a long time, how nice..."

Listening to Claire's lower and lower voice, Tang Fang's softest part of his heart seemed to be pierced fiercely by a needle. In the evening , I misunderstood her. In fact, she has a much more sensitive and fragile heart than others.

As a commander, she just forced herself to pretend to be strong.

"Tarosa, you said, is this really the right thing to do? The road to the uprising is full of bones, those sacrificed companions, fallen enemies, they always appear in my dreams, asking loudly,'Why... …why……'."

"If it were you, how would you answer?"

Tang Fang raised his head and glanced at the night sky. Crotan's two satellites were like a pair of naughty twins, year after year, day after day, playing hide and seek.

"Why, in order to be able to have more people, like us, sitting quietly by the mountain lake, to see the bright starry sky without the flash of gunfire, to listen to the chirping insects without the roar of the battleship."

After he didn't hear the response for a while, Tang Fang glanced sideways. It turned out that this quiet and elegant beauty under the moon was already asleep on his shoulder. The breeze drove her golden hair to brush her cheeks, with a faint scent in the itching.

"Good dream..."