Twenty Seven Years

  July 31st

  Bressy, Laizein, St. Roy Hospital, in the ward under intensive care

   "Look, the war is over." Sitting by the hospital bed, Dr. Rolson showed Boyne the most conspicuous report in the newspaper.

   "Heh..." The skinny Boyin looked at the report and grinned slightly, gratifiedly.

  The Willand family dominates and deters the world. After all, the emerging powers join hands to break it.

  Facing the sharp decline in international influence, Bash's encroachment on Nile's interests, and Pluman pressing harder and harder in the Karen Sea, Wellland will naturally no longer have the energy to interfere with Bressy's internal issues.

  Without Wellland's assistance, the old government forces in Brexi will also face many logistical crises, and they will no longer be able to attack the defense line of the International Equality Alliance as aggressively and unscrupulously as before.

  If things go on like this, the International Equality League will become stronger and the government army will become weaker and weaker. At that time, Brexi's pace towards a brave new world will no longer be blocked by anyone.

   "B... what... how about... over there?" Boyne asked.

"Very good." Dr. Rollson leaned close to Boyne, and listened carefully to his difficult voice, "Comrade Verak and the others are all safe, and Comrade Vladislav has also brought reinforcements from the Sdr Kingdom sub-station." Convergence. I believe that it won't be long before Bash's long-stalled revolutionary work will be able to advance quickly."

   "I... saw the right person..." Boyin's face was pale, with only a little light in his eyes, "Bash's...revolutionary work...only Vi... Verak can do it well."

   "Comrade Verak sent back a telegram today, asking how you are doing. I followed your instructions and replied that he is fine." Dr. Rolson said.

   Boyin slowly turned his head to one side, looking out the window at the singing birds and flowers: "...he is not stupid, probably...knows that my situation is...not optimistic."

Dr. Luo Ersen pursed his lips, his expression sank: "You don't have to worry so much, there will be the best doctors to take care of you and treat you. Now that medicine is changing with each passing day, the diseases that plagued thousands of people yesterday, It might be resolved today. As long as you keep at it, the hope is endless."

The trees outside are verdant, and the birds are noisy and lively. Boyin has a smile on his face and envy in his eyes: "I'm not afraid of death...it's just a pity...in the last days...I can't be with them do something..."

   "You've done enough, I don't think anyone will question that." Dr. Rosen said.

  Byne's mouth was slightly opened, and some crystals were twinkling and swirling in his eye sockets.

  He wondered if he would have had the chance to see these companions since Nord's wedding farewell. Chat together all night, drink happily together, under the sincerity, the souls of each other deeply resonate.

  He was thinking, after the great victory, would he have the opportunity to hear the cheers of the people, see the smiling faces all over the place, touch that brand new world, and be in the happiness of freedom and blooming flowers.

   These are the most important things in his heart.

  Under the great longing, he still has such a small wish.

   "Are you okay?" Seeing that Boyin hadn't spoken for a long time, Dr. Rolsen asked softly.

   "I'm fine." Boyne turned his head back and smiled back at Dr. Rolson, "Thank you for your hard work...you go and rest."

   "Then you..."

   "I want...to be alone...to listen to the voices outside."

  —

  Kip City, International Equality League Headquarters, in a certain classroom

"This is a telegram sent from Willand to Bresey. You are Bressy's examiner. Do you think there is any problem with this letter? If so, what is the problem?" A teacher pointed Letters written on the blackboard, please ask dozens of comrades who have come to study under the podium to answer questions.

   "Teacher." A comrade raised his hand.

  The teacher made a gesture of please.

  The comrade stood up: "I think there is a problem. This letter seems normal, but every sentence should have a different metaphor."

"for example?"

"For example, 'Hyde Park is full of people, there are many tourists boating in the lake, it is much more lively than when you left'. You taught us before that in the Ministry of Intelligence, Hyde Park alludes to the Welland Navy, so this The meaning of the sentence is either that Welland is building up the navy, or that he is recruiting troops."

   "That's right, let's talk about the rest of this letter..."

   Keating stood outside the classroom with his hands behind his back, smiling as he watched the comrade transferred from the intelligence department teach others.

  The main school has been established and operated for some time, and teaching like this is performed simultaneously in dozens or even hundreds of classrooms every day.

   "Principal Keating."

   Keating's attention was separated from the lecture content, and he looked at Murphy, who was standing next to him, who was standing taller: "What's wrong? Murphy."

  Murphy, who is usually expressionless, rarely smiled this time: "Look, the war is over."

Keating took the newspaper from Murphy with a smile, carefully read the reports in it twice, then put the newspaper away, and walked aside with Murphy: "In this way, we will win Bresci's It's only a matter of time before we win across the board."

   "But there is no need for us to cooperate with Bash. If the cooperation is interrupted, Bash will definitely stop hiding and wipe out the comrades in the sub-station." Murphy is a little worried about Verak's situation.

"Didn't he just send us a telegram two days ago? From the content of the telegram, he had anticipated this series of developments and made corresponding preparations and precautions. The next headache is the Bash government. It's not us." Keating was reassured by Verak.

   "Yes." Murphy didn't say much.

   "Are you anxious to meet him, go to Montrego?" Back in the office, Keating, who saw through what Murphy was thinking, sat down.

   "Yeah." Murphy admitted.

Keating waved to Murphy and motioned him to sit down: "Bash's situation is indeed dangerous and complicated. No one would have thought that the stationmaster of the dignified sub-station would have betrayed the revolution long ago. But, hasn't the crisis been resolved by Veraker?" ? Judging from his behavior, it won’t be long before he leads the comrades in the sub-station to launch a powerful counterattack. At most half a year, when the revolutionary situation in Bash is opened, you can set off to find him and go to Montrego .”

"Understood." Murphy sat upright, "By the way, the development of the weaving factory is getting worse and worse. Comrade Winston and Comrade Andre both hope that we can increase cooperation in research and set off a leap-like revolution in productivity. .”

"It's not that easy for the pilot plant to succeed. In the beginning, we could rely on benefits to drive the enthusiasm of the workers and maintain the production capacity at a high level, but this is destined to not last long. The technology we discussed with Winston earlier to increase production capacity is currently the most It’s the right way to go, and some preliminary cooperation is also going well, and I support the possibility of continuing to expand this.” Keating called the Nak Weaving Factory, preparing to confirm the matter with Winston.

  —

  Kip City, Nak Weaving Factory, Factory Manager's Office

"Comrade Keating, have you received the news? The war at Signe-Villenhay is over." Winston, who looked more stable and mature, continued the call, "You know it too, this is really a great blessing News. It is estimated that it will not be long before our defense line will be able to push back all the way and beat the government army to the ground. But on the other hand, the pressure on the pilot factory will also increase. After all, the environment was good at that time, and we The important link cannot be delayed..."

  Andre was sitting on the nearby sofa eating a banana.

"... Is that what you mean by calling? That would be great, we can finalize this matter. Okay, then I won't talk about it on the phone. Comrade Andre and I will go to the main school to find You have an interview, and I'll see you then." Winston hung up the phone, took a deep breath, "Let's go, the situation at the factory can't be delayed any longer, hurry up and discuss countermeasures with Comrade Keating."

   "I'm going to drive." Andre threw the banana peel into the trash can and strode outside.

   "You go first, I'll get the first draft of the consensus theory." Halfway with Andre, Winston suddenly remembered something, and turned around and walked to the office.

   "What do you do with the first draft of the communist theory? Does Comrade Keating need it?" Andre turned his head and asked.

"Show a copy to Comrade Keating, and take another copy to the post office and send it to Verac. I made an appointment with him before he left, and I will send him a copy of my new work when I have a clue." Winston paused. Foot explained.

  Andre nodded: "I'll wait for you at the gate."

   "Okay." Winston hurried back to the office and found the first draft of "Theory of Communism" that he had written on the basis of "Theory of Classes".

  —

  Bressi, International Equality League Defense Line, Nanre City

  Although the government troops have already withdrawn, for the sake of insurance, the fortifications of Nanre City have been repaired and strengthened.

  The 4th Infantry Division of the Equality Army, which has been stationed here for a long time, will also obey the transfer of the commander-in-chief, General Joseph, and go to a new battlefield.

"it is good!"

"Snapped!"

In the headquarters, Morais looked at the telegram and slapped the table excitedly: "Willand has lost! The two remaining fleets of the Bressi government army have withdrawn from the Sine Velen Sea! You can unscrupulously seek benefits in Nile, and Pullman can share the cake with Wellland again in the Karen Sea!"

"The end of this war does not mean that the challenge of the rising powers to Welland is over! On the contrary, the challenge has just begun!" The chief of staff smiled heartily, "Facing so many wolves, tigers and leopards, Will Lan Ke no longer cares about Brexi's battle situation! Without the assistance of Welland and Dunman, what are those government troops?!"

   "The balance of victory is about to completely fall to us, we have to seize this opportunity!" Morais looked at the heads of the various regiments and other officers who had been summoned, "How is the reorganization of the troops?"

   "Except for some seriously wounded soldiers who are unable to move around and need to stay and recuperate, the other soldiers have assembled and are ready to go at any time!" The regiment leaders said one by one.

Morais is very satisfied with the efficiency of his subordinates: "Wait for a while! Now that the war at Signe Verren Sea is over, there is no telling what changes will be made to our arrangements, and we need to confirm with General Joseph again. a bit."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

   "Okay, the meeting is over, wait for the final notice." Morais strode away from the headquarters and walked towards the direction where the recruit division and infantry regiment were stationed.

  A week ago, it was the recruit division disguised as Bash's elite army that frightened the government troops who wanted to launch a final attack on Nanre City, scaring them away.

  Afterwards, the new recruit division took advantage of the opportunity to settle in Nanre City. Some of them were added to the 4th Infantry Division, which had suffered heavy losses, as new recruits, and some of them were to be arranged later.

  He was about to leave, and Morais wanted to give some instructions to those who stayed behind in the recruit division.

   "Nord?!" But when passing the infantry regiment, he saw Nord carrying military supplies with other soldiers.

   "Comrade Morais!" Nord put down his things in surprise and walked towards Morais.

   "Teacher!"

   "Teacher!"

  Others immediately stood up and saluted upon seeing this.

   Morais responded with a salute first, and then said in disbelief: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you continue the training camp in Laizein?"

"Nanre City was besieged some time ago, and the battle situation was tense. I was transferred to the front line together with others, and then came here all the way, and was added to the infantry regiment, which was reduced by more than half." After meeting an acquaintance, Nord revealed big smile.

   "Where's Comrade Catherine?"

   "She didn't come with me, she should still be in Laizein now."

   "Don't you know that I lead the 4th Infantry Division?" Morais asked.

"of course I know."

   "Know that you don't want me? Did you work here secretly by yourself?" Morais was slightly dissatisfied.

  Nord immediately said seriously: "Everyone is equal, so I can be arranged as I want. What do I need from you?"

Morais laughed instead: "You boy, yes, it makes sense, we have to do what we should do, and none of us can take advantage of the loopholes. I don't mean to take special care of you, I just want to arrange you to be mine Guard."

   "Why me?" Nord still felt that this was a kind of caring.

   "I know you, you are reliable, I can rest assured that you are my bodyguard! And I can teach you something by my side, so that you can adapt to combat faster." Morais explained.

   "There are so many reliable people, you should choose someone else." Nord rejected Morais.

   "Avoid suspicion? Afraid of being misunderstood? I didn't mean to take care of you and protect you. This arrangement is just because I think you can, and you are qualified for this position!" Morais fought.

   "It's really unnecessary." Nord insisted, "It's fine for me to stay here, and I'd like to fight with everyone."

  Moles was silent for a few seconds, and did not force Nord with words like "Military orders are like a mountain": "...Okay, I respect your opinion, you are here to do a good job for me, I am waiting for you to make a military exploit one day!"

   "Yes!" Satisfied, Nord raised his chest and saluted Morais.

   "I still have something to do, let's go first." Morais patted Nord on the shoulder, and continued to walk to the camp of the recruit division.

   "General Morais! Is Comrade Verak okay?" At this time, Nord asked behind him.

   "He's fine!" Morais turned around, "I'll tell you another piece of good news! The war at Signe Villenhay is over! Welland lost! Our great victory is not far away!"

  Nord smiled again and said loudly, "Got it!"