Chapter 1: The Heart of Anger
"Luca, I brought you your father's letter to you, your mother's pastries for you, and your grandmother's sweater. Where are you stinky boy? Hurry up and get something! β
Two hours later, Estes returned to the headquarters of the Chasseur in the south of the city. He brought back letters from home that were supposed to arrive in three days, as well as items prepared for the families of several soldiers in Lischenbul for their families in the army.
As for the way back, it was available when Estes took out her officer ID card from her pocket and gave it to the soldier who was going to take her.
You always need a car to catch someone, right? So Estes directly asked the person who was originally here to arrest people to carry her things and send her back.
I have to say that sometimes Estes's playfulness is really heavy.
"Why are they all so heavy? Did you lose the battle? Haven't we had no tasks in the last week? β
From the moment she entered the barracks, Estes noticed that the soldiers had some heavy and angry expressions on their faces, but she didn't care at first, now she still had the gentleness of Lischenbull and the figure of the conductor and his daughter in her mind, and she didn't know what had happened in the regiment in the last few days.
"Commander, that ...... Something happened in the troops in the days you left. β
In the end, it was Black Lily, the 10,000-year-old deputy, who wore a heavy expression and revealed the mystery
"On the second day of your departure, some Ishbal children and women came to our station who said they were going to shine our shoes, and then ......"
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On the cemetery on the hill of Nanshan on the outskirts of the city, wooden tombstones are erected on the barren hills, and these cemeteries lie in the cemeteries of soldiers who have died on the front line of Ishbal since the beginning of the civil strife in Ishbal seven years ago.
Start at the foot of the mountain and cross the mountainside to the top. Half of the entire hill was occupied by the purpose of sacrificing soldiers.
The purge failed, and the front suffered heavy losses.
Such war reports can often be seen in the years when civil strife expanded, but it is only when you actually stand here, in this half-hill cemetery, that you can understand how many Amestorius soldiers died in this seemingly endless civil strife in seven years of offensive and defensive warfare.
At this time, on the top of the hill with the best view of the cemetery, an officer girl with water-blue hair, a white heat-proof military uniform, and a large-brimmed hat stood on several tombstones that had just been made yesterday. In front of a tombstone were freshly burned sweaters, letters from home, souvenirs brought by Estes, and some food brought by the family.
This tombstone is the grave of Lieutenant Luca, the leader of the gathering squad who was born in the city of Lischenbour.
The young man who had joined the Estes unit from the first day of the Chasseur Corps, a twenty-year-old young man this year.
There is an older sister and a younger sister in the family, an old father who has lost an arm, a mother with lung disease, and a blind grandmother who always thinks about him and loves him.
Yesterday Estes met with Luca's family in Lischenbour. He praised Lukka in front of his father, who had fought for his country in southern Xinjiang and had lost an arm.
"Luca ......"
But now, a day later, in Ishbaal, less than eight hours from his hometown, Lukka was gone, to be precise, the day after Estes left. The day before Estes praised Luca in front of his proud father, Luca had died. Killed in a suicide bombing attack orchestrated by the Ishbal group.
Luca was not the only one who was killed, but also ......
"Charmang...... Kvass ...... Weber...... Lorraine...... Carl Lin...... Mark...... Luxenco...... Barr...... Alamin...... Max ......"
Standing in front of the purpose, I remembered the figure of every soldier who died in the bomb attack.
Pulling out a bottle of spirits, Estes poured it in front of the graveyard. The purpose of several people is to be together, according to the relationship they had in life.
"You are not allowed to drink alcohol in the barracks, but I will give you special permission to have a drink with your friends today."
Then pour yourself a cup in a small cup and drink it all.
"This is the high liquor of the north that Kvas hid in the ammunition depot, and one glass of three glasses of spirits is the best one that will make you faint if you drink a little more."
Although she drank alcohol, Estes did not change her face, she drank it when she was a child in the north to treat colds, and later quit because she knew that drinking hurt her brain. Today is an exception.
"It's so naΓ―ve, you guys, as officers and veterans, you don't protect yourself well, you're still so naΓ―ve...... Why let the Ishbars into the barracks? β¦β¦ Don't you know that there is still a war going on? β¦β¦ I don't know how many Ishbals there were...... Will their husbands and fathers die at our hands? β¦β¦ Can they forget these hatreds? β¦β¦ Will they let go of their father-killing enemies and husband-killing enemies? β¦β¦ Those Ishbals who have been brainwashed by religion? β
Sitting in front of the cemetery, he poured himself another glass, and drank it in one gulp, the high number of spirits burned a little in his throat, but it couldn't warm Estes's cold expression and heart, which made her feel a little warm in the hot desert day.
"It's too weak...... It's so naΓ―ve, you guys...... The naΓ―ve and the weak can't survive in war, so why don't you have a long memory when I have told you so many times? β
Then I had another drink, and it was the last one. Estes hasn't had a maximum of three drinks at a time since she became an officer, and she'll need to keep her head sharp and judgment ready for any challenge that may come her way.
"The first person to die on the battlefield is the truth, the battlefield is a place where people are killed, and there are only two kinds of people who come here, those who kill and those who are killed, and there is no third person who stays out of the matter."
Got up and put on his hat, and the brim of his hat was pressed very low, as if he was complaining about himself, maybe it was just because the sun was too poisonous and a little annoying, and Estes's face was blocked so badly that it was impossible to see her eyes.
"Stupid guy!"
A handful of smashing the glass to the ground, Estes knelt on one leg in front of the soldier's grave
"When is it all really naΓ―ve?! Still thinking about messing around?! Still thinking about living an ordinary life?! Don't know what time it is?! Don't know your responsibilities?! Don't know what you need to do?! β
Estes, who knelt down on one knee and put his hand on the tombstone, was full of fire of anger, but he didn't know that this anger was because of an abominable enemy? Is it a sacrificed subordinate? Or is it your naΓ―ve self?
"There will be no innocence and mercy on the battlefield! There is no peace until one destroys the other. There will be no more naivety until victory! No! β
The force in Estes' hand was so great that he almost crushed the stone tombstone.
"It is a matter of course that the weak are exterminated in war...... I have written down your hatred, and I will make the enemy repay it with a hundredfold and a thousand times the blood and life, I promise. β
The fierce light of anger that had been extinguished for a long time in his eyes erupted again, and the aura of a brutal beast, the extremely terrifying and chilling ominous killing intent permeated the entire hill. It was as if the hot desert summer afternoon was about to turn into a polar ice field.
"Blood debts and blood are repaid, and my soldiers will never die in vain! I promise! β
Suddenly, the evil aura on Estes's body subsided, and a look like a big sister's head was revealed under the big-brimmed hat
"I will try my best to apply for a death allowance for you, and I will try my best to help with your family's affairs, you can rest assured."
With that, Estes got up and prepared to leave.
"Have a good rest here, there are more than 8,000 of your robes who have died to maintain the order of the motherland on this hill, and it should be very lively together. Farewell, and may you have eternal peace. β
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"Commander, the order just sent."
Estes, who returned to the regimental headquarters, immediately regained the smile that had been full of confidence from beginning to end.
"Really? What command? ~β
As a commander, he will always be concerned by soldiers and subordinates, and becoming their weather vane will directly affect the morale and combat mentality of the troops.
So no matter what happens, the commander can't be messy and emotional, even if he is considered cold-blooded and brutal, he can't be said to be a sentimental person.
Sentimentality and indecision are often the most taboo things that are linked together on the battlefield.
Soldiers on the battlefield need strong commanders who are determined and resolute and trustworthy, not idiots who complain about the enemy.
The former destroys the enemy to protect their own people, and the latter spares the enemy to harm their own people.
Therefore, good front-line officers tend to be irritable, because only by being irritable and brutal to the enemy can they protect their soldiers to the maximum.
This is the truth of the army that will not change in any era wherever it goes.
"Grand Presidential Decree No. 3066 was signed this afternoon. Ordered the entire army to begin a final general assault, using the national alchemists to completely annihilate the inner part of the city in the Ishbal region. β
"Sure enough, it's a pleasant battle that suits my appetite very much~Your Excellency the President~"
Hearing the order of the great president, the corners of Estes's mouth turned up slightly, and the excited look in his eyes could not be suppressed.
"The order has been given, so let's go and prepare, and soon the real battle will begin~"
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