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S09 District Command

The Survivor Alliance's 2nd Special Independent Action Squad

Sergeant Patrick Flo

Having lost a one-degree view of time and space, Patrick regained consciousness. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the ceiling of white flowers, and the first thing I thought of was that I was still alive.

breathing, disinfecting water and a scent.

"You've finally woken up. Patrick heard a woman's voice, braced his hands on his body, and sat up. A young girl in a West Point uniform walked towards Patrick with a small iron pot in her hand. She placed the iron pot on the table in front of Patrick and lifted the lid to reveal the cream stew.

"Where am I?" Patrick knew it was nonsense, but blurted out anyway.

"The infirmary of the S09 district headquarters," the girl replied with a smile, "I have to finish my lunch, or I won't be able to explain." ”

"There's no need to send me to the infirmary," Patrick said, looking around, "and speaking of which, this infirmary hasn't been used at all." ”

"Do I want to send you to our dormitory?"

"Uh...... I'm sorry. ”

"Okay, let's eat, I'll wash the kitchen utensils when I'm done. The Commander sacrificed the opportunity to eat a delicious lunch, and let me serve you. ”

This is a bit of a boast, but Patrick believes that with her cooking skills, there is no problem at all.

I don't know if it's because of hunger or if it's delicious, Patrick quickly swept the food in the pot clean.

"Thank you. ”

"It's a little thing, don't worry about it. If you want to thank this child, she has always been by your side. The girl smiled and picked up the iron pot.

Patrick found G41 lying on the edge of the bed. Probably it was the highest priority directive that drove her to do so.

He lifted the table, got out of bed, picked G41 up gently, and then placed the same light hands on the hospital bed, covering her with the quilt.

"You are gentle, sir. ”

"No, not at all. And no one ever called me 'sir'. ”

"Really?" the girl just smiled.

"Don't talk about that, you know uncle...... Where's my captain?"

"They should be in the garage, the commander told me when I came. So, I'll take my leave. The girl bent her knees slightly, turned and walked out of the infirmary.

Patrick looked back at the sleeping G41 and felt like he had forgotten something, but in the end he didn't remember it. He scratched his head and left the room for the garage.

As the girl who had just delivered the meal said, when Patrick found Carlyle, he was covered in engine oil, leaning against the door and smoking, while Mad was repairing the Cyclops. When he saw Patrick coming, he didn't do anything, just looked at him.

"If you want to say thank you, you're too late. The yellow-haired girl had already gone back, just the short time you were unconscious. ”

"What happened in the end?"

"Well? Right now, we can still see the sun. The higher-ups sent someone to get the submarine, and the radiation did not affect the interior of the safety zone. By the way, McWeiss made a big contribution this time. His army played a decisive role in the Battle of Lytribi, and it was his team that destroyed the submarines, and when the time comes, you can go to him for a meal. ”

"Well, let's talk about it. Patrick said, "What's next?"

Patrick...... This may be bad news for you. At the moment we don't have much to do. ”

Patrick looked at him blankly.

"The war may be over. Although none of us were caught, the Coalition's plan to drop radiation weapons into the safe zone and the world was completely ruined, and if McCroft's gang had known each other, they would not have bothered with the idea of a safe zone. ”

Patrick was silent.

"Parker?"

"So what should I do?" asked Patrick.

"Do what you like," Carlyle replied, "and no one needs us at the moment, and there's no war we need to fight." ”

"I see. ”

The sky in S09 is still so blue, and the clouds are still white. Although there is no endless wilderness, there are still flower fields, and if there is one thing that Patrick likes to do, it is to stay in "nature", and only stay there.

The modest garden - not a garden, but mostly grass, perhaps more appropriately called a green garden - was one of the few things Patrick liked. Patrick used to snooze under a tree here, and Patrick wondered if he could find something else, after all, he had slept for a long time, and it was not appropriate to sleep again. He walked slowly, slowly, feeling the scent of natural earth and the faint scent of flowers, admiring the beauty that was absolutely invisible before. When his gaze swept over the flowerbed, he saw a table and chairs in the center of the flowerbed, where someone was sitting.

"Hey!" Jane waved at him, "Brother Parker!"

Patrick walked over and found the Commander and Glena there, with a teapot and several cups on the table, as well as pastries to accompany the tea.

"Come sit down and have afternoon tea together. The commander stretched out his hand to invite.

Patrick hesitated, sat down slowly, staring at what was on the table, motionless. This may be the first time in his life that he has had afternoon tea.

"What's the matter? Isn't Haruta's cooking unappetizing? Finished lunch?"

"It's not...... I just don't know what to do. ”

The Commander almost squirted tea.

"Just drink tea, talk, and eat what you love. ”

"Does that make any sense?"

"No, but as long as you're happy. ”

Patrick had no choice but to follow the example of the commander, stiffly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and then tried a piece of pastry. After learning that he was not used to it at all, he gave up.

"You're amazing, Patrick," the Commander said, putting down his teacup, "and I'd like to thank you for accomplishing many nearly impossible tasks and saving my human form many times. ”

"It's not too much to sacrifice an army to keep a commander safe, Commander. You are more valuable than I am. ”

"At the end of the day, I'm just a coward huddled behind a holographic projection and fighting with my mouth. You've fought more than one army, Patrick, haven't you?"

"No, Commander, I'm just ......"

"I'm not flattering you, Patrick, I'm saying a fact, showing my respect. ”

"But, Commander, you're exaggerating. I accept your kindness. ”

"Patrick, do you have a dream?"

The Commander's sudden question caught Patrick off guard. He thought about it for a moment and realized that he couldn't even explain what his dream was.

"Commander, do you have a dream?" he asked rhetorically.

"Me? Of course. I hope that the war will end, that there will be no more wars in the world. Then open a maid café and let all the men under him work there," said the commander, half-jokingly, "and it's better to be a waiter than to be shot, right?"

"Commander, with all due respect," the logistics officer Glena interjected at this point, "there are quite a few humanoids who don't want to run away to be waiters themselves, and they work in the maid café of the perverted boss. ”

The commander let out a hearty laugh and did not answer.

"Patrick, thank you again. You can stay here for as long as you want, and I'd welcome you when you come back in the future. Oh, what are you planning for the next few days?"

"I'm going to keep the intensity of my training and go to simulations. ”

"No!" Jane blurted out, "Why does Brother Parker keep thinking about practicing and practicing, and you still want to fight when the war is over, you are going to be sent to a mental hospital." ”

I wasn't a normal person in the first place. Patrick thought to himself.

"So what am I going to do?"

"Hmph...... Brother Parker has to live like a normal person, and he can't just be full of tasks and tasks. Besides, don't you still have something very important to do?"

"I don't know. ”

"Wow!" Jane stomped her foot in anger, "You're really hopeless......! Okay, you wait. ”

I saw Jane writing something on her tablet for about two or three minutes, and then it was passed on to Patrick's tablet.

Patrick opens the tablet and discovers that Jane has given herself a list, each of which is a "task" that needs to be completed by herself.

"Listen, Brother Parker," said Jane Stewart, swaggeringly, "that's what I've set you, and you're going to do it one by one, you know?"

Although Patrick was not obligated to listen to Jane at all, and the latter did not have any authority to order him, Patrick had something to do, so he agreed.

"I see. ”