Chapter 54

  If a civilization is promoted at the cost of unfairness and gender discrimination, what is the significance of its existence and development?

  Author's note

  The situation in Kutara town has stabilized. The surrounding areas have calmed down, and Dekro town can also rest easy. Rare peace has returned to this remote small town during this period. Team members have also gained precious rest time. The snow is getting heavier and heavier, just like Basera's snow - either it doesn't fall or it falls heavily, swirling and whirling. Today, the team members didn't train, but played cards in their dormitory. None of them dared to touch on their shared sorrow. Everyone pretended to be normal, feigning happiness as if nothing was wrong.

  After lunch, the team members finished eating and continued to play cards in the room. Zhang Weize played a round and then pushed the cards away: "Ah, it's really boring. Can't we change something else to play?"

  Liu Junhao had a cigarette in his mouth and was washing the cards, with a look of disdain on his face: "You're living a good life and yet you say it's boring? People like you should be thrown into the training ground to suffer every day!"

  "If we were to die a little bit every now and then, it would be comfortable, huh? Ah, never mind. Let's play cards!" Zhang Weize said as he swayed over to the table, sat down, and continued to shuffle the cards.

  At this time, the radio suddenly sounded a urgent voice of the sentry: "A team of vehicles is approaching us at high speed. The situation is unclear. Please come and check quickly." As soon as the team members heard it, they quickly threw away their cards, picked up their equipment and ran towards the gate. While running, they put on their bulletproof vests. Liu Junhao cursed: "Zhang Weize, you jinx! You said what came what? Now it's not boring anymore?"

  Zhang Weize was busy with his mouth not idle: "I don't know that today there are still people who remember us?" The two of them quarreled and came to the gate tower. At the same time, the train team had just arrived below. Since they hadn't figured out each other's intentions, the team members didn't point their guns at each other. Shao Hui stood in a high place and shouted: "We are the base guards! May I ask why you have come here?"

  Here is the translation:

  There were eight cars in total. Two people got out of the first car, one of whom slowly took out a rifle from the car and put it on the ground, indicating that they had no malicious intentions. The team members were stunned by this move. Shao Hui whispered to Zhao Zhenghao, "We didn't receive any notification about visitors coming this afternoon, did we?" Zhao Zhenghao shook his head and said, "No, you continue to ask them, I'll report the situation to Colonel Zhang." Shao Hui nodded and shouted again, "What brings you here?" The other party made a local gesture of respect: "We have come to worship our Israfil. Please allow us to enter."

  "What is this?" Shao Hui was thoroughly stunned. "Israfel is an angel who blows the trumpet for the Last Judgment," a local guard said from behind. "They have come to worship you." The team members were stunned, then looked at each other in confusion. Every face had a big question mark on it. "The Ghost Squad has been wreaking havoc here, killing many residents. No one could give them a fair trial. But you blew the trumpet for their judgment and gave them a just ending. So they think you are Israfel angels sent by the Holy Lord, so they came to worship you." The guard said slowly.

  The team members suddenly realized that they had become angels after finishing a battle. Shao Hui couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. However, he still didn't let his guard down: "Tell your people to put down their weapons and get off the bus! We need to do a routine inspection!" The people below were very obedient and turned around to say something in their native language. Then, everyone on the bus opened the doors and got off, not a single person carrying a rifle.

  Shao Hui nodded at the guards and team members. The group walked out of the gate and came to the front of the vehicle fleet. The leader stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and introduced himself: "I'm Abik, from Kutala Town. Are you the brave Chinese people?" Shao Hui nodded: "Hello, we are indeed Chinese." As he spoke, he carefully checked the other person's clothes to see if they were carrying any weapons. The other personnel also meticulously inspected each person.

  At this time, Director Lao and Su Yue-song also rushed over to this side. After the inspection was completed, they walked over to ask about the situation and invited them in. Aibike humbly agreed and prepared to get on the car. Shao Hui stopped him: "Please park your cars outside and walk in." This was out of safety considerations. With so many cars, no one dared to guarantee that there were no bombs hidden inside. After arriving at the factory's large courtyard, Aibike and others, no matter how enthusiastically Su Yue-song invited them, refused to go to the conference room. He said excitedly: "Those devils killed our loved ones, burned down our houses. In the past, when such things happened, we had a deep hatred in our hearts, but we could only endure it ourselves. This time, you have justly tried those devils. You are the Saint's messengers from Islafei." As he spoke, everyone was about to perform a religious ritual. Shao Hui hurriedly tried to stop them, but Su Yue-song pulled him back. After the ritual, Aibike stood up and took out a blue chain from his pocket. He solemnly put it on Shao Hui's right wrist and said: "Only the Saint's angels have the qualifications to wear the golden stone chain. May the Saint grant you peace." The others also took out similar chains and put them on the other team members, saying the same words. These brave warriors on the battlefield didn't know how to respond at this moment. It was Director Lao, who was familiar with local customs, who helped them out of the situation: "May the Saint also grant you peace." However, when someone gave a chain to Liu Jun-hao and said the blessing, this guy's brain suddenly went haywire. He shouted: "Serve the people!" The result was that he scared the other person half to death.

  After they finished, they declined the invitation to dine with the factory and said they had to hurry back to build their home. When they were about to get on the bus, Shao Hui asked: "Do you feel happy in your life?" Aibike sat in the passenger seat and thought for a moment: "I used to study in Europe, the environment and scenery are very beautiful, public products are also very perfect, most importantly, local residents trust their social order. But I felt very empty. Although Basela is poor and has many disasters, it is my home. When I returned here, I felt that life was very solid. In your Chinese words, my roots are here." Shao Hui listened silently, Aibike patted his shoulder lightly: "A person must always feel that the land of their motherland is firmly under their feet, to live with the collective, to remember that it is the motherland that educated you, which day you leave your motherland, that is the beginning of the end. Children, remember my words, when you return to your own country, live a happy life." Shao Hui nodded: "If I can go back, I will do as you say." Aibike smiled: "That's good, goodbye, my child." "Goodbye, you are Basela's angel," Shao Hui said sincerely. "Haha, children, don't be so serious, after the storm is the sunshine, smile and we'll say goodbye again," Aibike said humorously. Shao Hui was amused by his expression, Aibike waved his hand, with a loud and clear goodbye, the car gradually left Shao Hui's sight. Shao Hui looked at the distant car, waving his hand vigorously.

  Abby's words brought a ray of sunshine to the team in this gloomy weather. Liu Junhao said that he would definitely live happily with his girlfriend in the future. Others ridiculed him for being incompetent. Liu Junhao defended himself, saying that his girlfriend was his motherland. Shao Hui couldn't help but mock: "Is your motherland just a tiny bit?" "No," Liu Junhao said with a face full of longing: "Living happily in the motherland and then traveling the world freely." This sentence directly made Shao Hui vomit blood, and he swore on the spot that he would never associate with someone who couldn't even speak properly again.

  Don't laugh at the sentimental on the battlefield. A thousand miles of expedition, two people miss each other.

  War separates not only civilization and barbarism, but also countless families. Otherwise, how could there be the eternal song of a husband's tears? On the battlefield, brave warriors think of their hometown and loved ones' tenderness, while their families at home miss and worry about them. But for some soldiers, it's slightly better - their families don't know that their children are currently executing death missions in some foreign land. Is this good news? At least the parents back home won't have to worry long-term. This is also bad news - if one day the parents suddenly receive news about their child, but it's a notification that they will never again be surrounded by their child calling "dad" and "mom". The grief they suffer cannot even be described as apocalyptic.