I, the motherland, do whatever I want

At ten o'clock in the morning, Soldier Levin lifted the quilt and heard his father knocking on the door outside.

"Kid, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

Levin picked up the alarm clock next to him and sent it. The alarm clock hit the door, made a 'bang' sound, and fell to the ground.

Outside the door, my father sighed, and then he heard footsteps leaving.

Levine got up, put on his hooded tracksuit, and pulled the hood up over his head.

Then he pulled the wheelchair next to him, propped up his body with both hands, and moved to the bedside.

He struggled to move his numb legs to the bedside. Just as Levin moved himself to the wheelchair, the wheelchair slipped out and the private fell to the ground.

"Damn it!"

He yelled, clenching his fist and hammering it on the floor, his eyes red.

It's been a while since I left the hospital.

During this period of time, he tried hard to cheer himself up, but the result was that he hated himself more and more.

The old Levin was tall, sunny and handsome.

He was already a famous figure in college, and he could count on his fingers the number of girls rushing to date him every day.

Now Levin is a cripple who can't go anywhere without a wheelchair.

All those friends have left him, and no girl has called him.

He felt abandoned by the world.

In fact, this is also true.

In addition to receiving a compensation from the special fund of Watt Company and receiving relief funds from the army.

No one cares about him anymore.

Those media just want to see how miserable he is now so that they can become a hot topic in society.

But Levin didn't want to expose his weakness to the public eye at all.

At this moment, he stubbornly wanted to climb into the wheelchair. At this moment, a pair of strong hands lifted him up and placed him in the wheelchair.

Levin raised his head, and a passionate red flashed in front of his eyes, then he saw calm black, and finally the angular face of the motherland.

Levin opened his mouth wide and couldn't believe his eyes: "A native of the motherland?"

"I'm not dreaming, why are you here?"

Azu folded his hands, looked at him and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I originally planned to take time to see you again after we met in the hospital last time."

"But a lot has happened recently, so I postponed it until today."

"It looks like you're having a pretty bad time."

"Please don't mind, I don't want to say some nonsense to comfort you."

"I don't want to say that you are a hero or anything like that. We always need to face reality, don't we?"

Levine nodded: "Yeah, as you can see, I'm having a bad time."

He patted his legs hard and said: "I have become a waste!"

"People of the motherland, I don't want to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

"I want to be able to walk on my own feet. I also want to return to the battlefield. I want to prove myself that I am not a waste!"

As Levin spoke, he began to cry bitterly: "But now I can't do anything. The doctor said that I will never be able to stand up on my own strength."

Just as he hid his face and cried bitterly, he heard the humanity of his motherland.

"Then use the strength of others."

"such as me."

Levin couldn't help but put down his hands and looked at the people of his motherland.

Azu randomly picked up the decorations in the room, including photos, rugby balls, and models.

He said while watching.

"If I said it was possible for you to stand up again, would you believe it?"

Levin's whole body trembled as if he was being electrocuted, and a voice in his heart shouted: Say you believe it!

This is your chance! Levine, catch it! Be sure to catch it!

"I believe it, sir!"

Levin grasped the armrests of the wheelchair with all his strength: "I believe you, sir!"

Azu turned around, shook his head and said, "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly."

"Let's put it this way, I can help you get back on your feet, but you may have to say goodbye to your old life."

"You will have darkness as your companion, and you will fight for me."

"You may no longer have glory. Even if you use your own power to help others, they will not know who you are."

"Are you willing to be such a person?"

Levin looked at Azu in surprise and did not answer immediately this time.

Azu patted him on the shoulder: "Think carefully, don't answer in a hurry."

"Next time we meet again, tell me your promise."

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

That evening, Levin was sitting in a wheelchair, watching several boys on the basketball court competing for the basketball.

"Isn't this Levin? Oh my God, why are you in a wheelchair? Are you injured?"

"I'm Shelly. I just came back today. Do you still remember me?"

Levin looked up and saw a girl walking towards him.

Shelly Dale.

The girl he had a crush on in college was his former neighbor, but she went abroad before graduating from high school.

Perhaps it was for this reason that Levine signed up to join the army.

Unexpectedly, a few years later, the girl came back and found herself in a wheelchair.

"No, you admitted your mistake."

Levin said quickly, feeling uncomfortable in his chest. He quickly controlled the wheelchair, turned his back to the girl, and left immediately.

He heard the girl say: "Am I wrong?"

"That's right, how could Levin become like this?"

Listening to these words, a voice shouted in Levin's heart.

Stand up!

Stand up again!

Even if you are with darkness, even if there is no glory to speak of.

But it's better than being a waste.

Just when he saw his house, a car suddenly stopped next to him, and then several men rushed out of the car.

One of them took an electric shock device and stunned him at once.

When he woke up again, Levin found himself tied to a chair.

A man came over: "Are you awake, soldier?"

"Our boss wants to know something."

"Someone noticed that people from the motherland flew out of your window a few days ago."

"Our boss wants to know what the people of the motherland are asking you to do and what you said."

Levin looked at him and said, "I won't say a word."

"Then this is terrible." The man came over with a stun device and shocked Levin hard.

Levin snorted and his face suddenly turned red.

"Speak up now, private, and don't waste my time."

Levine spat at him.

"You act like a tough guy, okay. Let's see how long you can keep your tough mouth."

The man sneered and continued to shock Levin.

Levin's screams rang out in the warehouse, and he soon fainted twice before being beaten awake again.

This time, the man no longer used an electric shock device. He took out a dagger and placed it on Levin's neck: "Private, this is your last chance."

Levin yelled: "Come on! Kill me!"

"The people of the motherland will avenge me!"

"But I won't betray him!"

"When the whole world was laughing at me, he was the only one who said, Hey, you are having a bad life!"

"He's the only one who cares about me!"

"So, I won't betray him, you bastards!"