Thursday, May 25, 2049 Cloudy

The mood is terrible. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Originally, I thought that after these few battles, my hand holding the gun would definitely not tremble anymore. I thought it was like this. It was supposed to be like this......

This morning, a soldier raped and killed a local woman. If I hadn't arrived in the first place when I heard a gunshot, I'm afraid another witness would have been killed.

When I get to the scene, I'm going to take him back to the barracks. He resisted and tried to silence me and the witnesses......

Bastard! Bastard!

I understand his feelings. The stress of fighting is definitely not something that can be eliminated casually. I can also guess that the woman was definitely not deliberately intended to be killed, and I am afraid that it was because of various accidents that caused the tragedy. I can also understand that the panic that made him make the wrong choice after what he did was discovered by others......

However, this TMD is not an excuse! It is not an excuse! You are the People's Liberation Army, the Chinese People's Liberation Army! And now, you have tarnished this glorious name! I will never allow any guy to do this! I can't vent the pressure for Lao Tzu to endure! If you can't help it, take off your military uniform and get out! How far and how far to roll!

I'm not the kind of guy who doesn't understand people in the slightest. I can allow you to disobey orders in a small way without any harm. I allow. Be lazy, play tricks, complain, and make a little joke with the chief. I allow. I'll allow it all. But this kind of thing ...... This kind of thing!

I didn't hesitate to shoot it. Although the hands are shaking terribly. I will not hesitate, otherwise I will not be worthy of being his commissar. From the moment he turned his gun on me — no, from the time he did such a thing, it was a given. But he wasn't wrong, it was all my fault, it was my fault that I didn't deal with the spread of this emotion in the army in time. I couldn't save him in time. I am not qualified to lose my temper with a comrade who has already been killed by me......

Then the king and they came. Like me, they thought at first that they had found the remnants of the Taiwanese. After learning the truth of the matter, they did not say anything, but quietly recovered the bodies of the two men and asked me to send the frightened witnesses back to her residence. In the afternoon, the judgment of the superior came down and said that I had done nothing wrong. Lao Wang issued a notice to the troops about this incident, warning the other soldiers not to make similar mistakes.

Perhaps, that's the end of it......

Tomorrow it's better to go see the scientist Miss, she must be very uncomfortable to be a witness to that kind of thing.

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Friday, May 26, 2049, light rain

Today I went to see the Japanese scientist named Yumemi Okazaki. I thought she wouldn't see me, and yesterday's events would surely wipe out her favorability toward us as soldiers. However, when I carried the can, I found that the door was not closed at all, and the people inside did not respond after knocking for a long time. Although it was not good to enter a room of the opposite sex without permission, I was worried that something would happen to the other party, so I pushed the door open and entered.

The room wasn't too nice, it looked a little shabby, and the conditions were probably a little better than the barracks - but we can't blame it. It took a lot of effort to find a room for her to stay in, and the locals were still obviously wary of the People's Liberation Army, and in order to ensure her safety, her home should be closer to the barracks, and the forced expropriation of the house would cause even more disputes. In fact, we ourselves now live in makeshift prefabricated houses. On the table was a large bag, as well as a small computer, and several storage containers scattered around. After entering the room, I found that several books had fallen on the floor, the others were in English or Japanese, and only one was in Chinese, and the name was "Fundamentals of Quantum Informatics". I picked up the book and put it on the table like the can I had brought, only to find the red-haired one in the corner.

I had no idea that the guy over there was the same scientist lady who had been arguing with me almost every day for a few days. She shrunk her whole body, hugged her legs, and stared blankly ahead, judging by the dark circles under her eyes, she must not have fallen asleep last night. She didn't respond at first when I called her, then her body suddenly shook a little, and then she looked up to see me. For a moment, though, I saw the look of horror in her eyes. I guess it's a reaction to my military uniform.

This is also to be expected. In any case, I am also engaged in ideological education in the army. Besides, when I carried her back yesterday, I felt her body trembling. Facing the fear of death, that soldier was actually defeated by it......

And then it's a matter of course. Because of my dereliction of duty, two undeserving people have died. I will never allow new victims to be added to this incident. I opened two cans and fed her - apparently she hadn't eaten breakfast. She didn't speak, just silently ate the food I brought to her mouth. Of course, I didn't speak either. Speaking in such a situation may be counterproductive. I sat in bed with her for three hours, and then she spoke:

"Aren't you going to say something?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, I knew that as long as I pushed it again, I could successfully get her out of her psychological burden. But of course, you can't talk about that at this time. I tried to stir up a topic, the topic of the famous quote about Edison that I had argued with her the day before yesterday, and then the topic gradually shifted towards her major. Although there was too much English and technical vocabulary in the final conversation, she was very happy, especially when I saw the look of surprise on my face when I heard that she was just eighteen, and her mood was obviously much better than before, although not high.

Eighteen years old, although she is an adult at the age of eighteen in China, she is actually just a child. Being able to stay on the battlefield to find the manuscript seems to be quite important...... It's hard to get the soldiers to help, but maybe I, an officer with no heavy work to do, can help her, as long as I stay up late at night and take care of the work.

There is only one page left in the blank page. Looks like it's best to find a serious journal tomorrow.

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Saturday, May 27, 2049 Light rain

At lunch today, I mentioned the diary to Lao Wang, and then he took out his firearm description. When I opened it, I didn't have a word printed on it—what are those people doing in the military industry?

But it's just right. I borrowed a stapler from Yumemi Okazaki and nailed the two books together. This also saves me the effort of finding a new diary, and this small notebook is also very easy to carry. It's really good.

The light rain that has been falling since yesterday has not stopped. As if I had imagined it yesterday, I went to meet Okazaki again. She looked surprised when she offered to help her find the manuscript of her dissertation, and at the same time there was obvious distrust. However, after hesitating for a while, she accepted my help. After all, it would have been much more difficult to find that paper if she was alone—even if her superiors demanded that she "fight as meticulously as she did in Shanghai during the Liberation War" and "fight rats in the porcelain shop", but since it was a battlefield, damage to the building was unavoidable. To that end, the engineering forces have cordoned off some buildings that need to be repaired, such as the hotel where she was before. If a commissar like me had come to help her, things would obviously be much easier.

Although, in my personal opinion, this act is completely meaningless. Forget it, just take it as compensation and accompany her to mess around.

The rain outside wasn't really heavy, but she insisted on getting an umbrella. We arrived at the hotel and communicated with the head of the engineering unit. Hearing that we were here to find the manuscript, the man glanced at my rank and Yumemi Okazaki next to me, then muttered something in a low voice, and waved our hand to let us go in and find it ourselves. Alas, now my rumors are probably going to spread to the engineering troops again, "a certain political commissar is not doing his job and a beautiful woman is blah blah ......blah

According to her description, the manuscript was written on waterproof paper, with a small hole in the upper right corner, and a pink memory strung with a thread on it, which contained an electronic copy. There were a lot of things that the engineering troops had tinkered with from the hotel, and we basically flipped over the day, and talked about some things in between. Her brain is really fast, she deserves to be a professor at such a young age.

It's already tired. I didn't do much work during the day, and I still had a lot of work to do. That's all for today.

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Sunday, May 28, 2049, light rain turns to moderate rain

Just like yesterday, today I went to help Yumemi Okazaki find a manuscript during the day. Originally, the engineering troops had planned to bulldoze the hotel yesterday afternoon, but at my behest it was postponed for a day. She and I searched all possible places in the room, but there was still nothing. After being urged out of the hotel by the person in charge, watching the building being demolished little by little, the expression on Okazaki's face was obviously a little lost. Indeed, there was no hope for this matter in the first place, and now that the most likely hotel has been demolished, it is even more difficult to find a mess of paper than to climb to the sky.

But she quickly recovered, finding a map of Chiayi City from her small computer, carefully remembering where she might have left the manuscript. Curious, I asked her why she didn't store her manuscripts on a small computer, and she told me that she had stopped storing important documents on her computer since she had been scolded by her tutor for accidentally dropping her small computer to the ground and losing her relativity assignment......

Sure enough, the impact of childhood shadows on people is quite large. But I'm really a little weird, doesn't she know there's something called backup?

As soon as the route was decided, the rain suddenly fell heavily. It seems that it is a little embarrassing because I felt that I didn't play the umbrella yesterday, and Okazaki didn't bring that folding umbrella. As it should be, both of them have become soup chickens. As I sheltered from the rain, I heard her whispering that it was the only one she could wear. After all, I came out for a tour, so it was naturally impossible to bring so many changes of clothes. Let's find a way to find her something to wear.

Thinking about it, she laughed...... It's really beautiful.

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