My dormitory collectively crossed

"Peach Rabbit told me that this kid 723 hasn't said a word since the rainstorm that day."

"From the beginning of walking slowly, to running now"

"Rehabilitation never stops."

"But his body hasn't improved at all."

The tone of Staff Officer Crane gradually became gloomy.

"I think he's about to give up."

(Sorry, really Calvin, the update is late.)................................

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Chapter 233 My Son Died in the New World

Another ordinary day.

The drizzle swayed in the sky, like the sky crying.

Fourth day.

That lone body was still practicing on the training ground, clumsily and arduously repeating the training movements.

The surrounding navy soldiers who participate in daily training are not surprised by this.

Did not bother him.

Because they have such a feeling in their hearts, no matter what kind of words of comfort, they will appear pale and powerless in the face of that person's encounter.

This figure running day and night seems to have become a strange landscape in the headquarters.

"huhuhuhu"

The turbulent gasps turned into white mist in the cold rain, constantly swallowing in Li Wei's mouth.

The breath smelled bloody.

Bean-sized sweat slipped from his cheeks, seeping into the rain.

"Is it still not good?"

Li Wei stood on the muddy ground with his heavy feet, his hands trembling on his knees, and he bent down and coughed violently.

A shocking bloodstain overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was extremely dazzling.

His heart was full of bitterness.

His requirements are not high, even if it is a little progress, Li Wei will feel satisfied.

But no.

Really do not have.

After many days of rehabilitation training, his physique has not been able to recover a little.

It's not a question of losing confidence anymore.

This is like despair.

Snapped--!

He lay directly on the ground wet by the rain.

The icy rain fell from the gloomy sky, and Li Wei stared at the rain curtain blankly.

The sky was low, and the whole world seemed to be covered with dust.

It was like looking at the outside world through thick curtains.

suddenly.

His eyes gradually lost their light.

The commotion in the distance interrupted Li Wei's thoughts.

Li Wei was stunned and remembered something.

Today is the burial day of the dead navy.

The sound in the distance came from the Martyrs Cemetery in the headquarters.

Suddenly, a strange idea popped up in Li Wei's mind.

The thought lingered in his mind, driving him to act.

He stood up, put on a hood, covered his pale face, and shrunk in.

in the wind and rain.

For the first time, the trained navies saw this figure leaving the school grounds before sunset, and they were puzzled.

On the street behind the Navy Headquarters.

The potholed ground was covered with water, and the benches lining the street had faded.

The increasingly precarious rain blurs the boundaries between heaven and earth.

Two figures, one old and one small, walked through the rain.

Their steps are slow.

It was as if every step he took took a lifetime of energy.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and a tragic scar spread from his left eye socket to his right eye socket.

He was wearing a tattered but cleanly washed navy uniform.

Beside him was a little guy who looked like he was about seven or eight years old, and was holding the old man's hand.

The old man's eyes have long been unable to see, and he just listened to his grandson's tender voice to instruct him to move forward.

a moment.

They stopped.

The old man held the child and looked cautiously around the gate of the Martyrs Cemetery in the headquarters.

Hesitating, as if once they step into the place where the remains of the martyrs are buried, they must accept some cruel reality.

The old man's wrinkled face was sad and full of the vicissitudes of time.

The innocent and young child seemed to have noticed something, and the bouncing figure became quiet.

a moment.

The old man took a deep breath.

Just when they were about to go in.

A serious figure blocked the footsteps of the old and the young.

"Who are you guys."? "

It was a major general of the headquarters.

The child was so frightened by the momentum of the major general that his face turned pale, and he hid behind the old man.

The old man paused and said solemnly:

"My lord, I'm Chelter Rogers, retired captain of the Navy Headquarters, and this is my officer ID."

As he said that, the old man took out an old military ID card from the pocket of his white military uniform and handed it to the Rear Admiral tremblingly.

The Rear Admiral took it suspiciously.

The style of this officer's certificate is extremely old, and has been eliminated as early as ten years ago.

After a careful inspection and confirmation that the identity of the old man was indeed what he said, the Rear Admiral's tone slowly slowed down and said solemnly:

"o "Captain Rogers, today is the holy day for the burial of many martyrs of the Lorte Naval Battle. I don't know why you are here?" Hearing the Rear Admiral's words, the old man subconsciously stretched out his thin, skeleton-like arm and gently stroked his grandson's hair.

He fell silent.

The child also held the old man's trousers tightly, puffing out his cheeks and clenching his teeth.

In the deafening silence, the sound of the rain became clearer.

Rogers suddenly clenched his fists, trying not to sound like an old man crying.

He said something that made the rear admiral instantly stunned.

"My son died in the New World, and I came only to take his body."

...... (Zhao is good) ......

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Chapter 234

The wind was bleak, and the rain was mournful.

The Rear Admiral was stunned for a moment.

It's hard to imagine how much courage the old man in front of him mustered before he gritted his teeth and said this sentence.

The old man raised his head, trying his best not to let tears fall from the old eyes that could no longer see anything.

But the tears could not be stopped.

His son died in the New World.

so

The Rear Admiral glanced down at the stubborn little devil, and his nose suddenly became a little sore.

This kid is probably the grandson of the old man.

Looking at the half-hundred old man with tears in front of him, and the stubborn child, the Rear Admiral was actually embarrassed for a while.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"Captain Rogers, I'm sure you also know the traditions of the Navy"

The old man's eyes froze forlornly, and a self-deprecating bitterness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I also know that according to the tradition of the Navy Headquarters, soldiers who died for justice should be buried in the cemetery of the martyrs for future generations to pay their respects."