Soon after, the oil bottle and the man joined us together. In his ranks, I saw not only Jojic's gang, but also Trovich, who was collecting old goods.

Tow the oil bottle and everyone described the scene on the border. It seems that the other party is in full swing and very dangerous. I didn't listen carefully to what it was, and it doesn't matter to me anymore.

Younis looked like he was in a good mood. It's not hard to understand that this time he won. Not only did the other party not arrest him, but in turn let him catch the person he wanted to capture.

The bodies of Kirchiman and Fastich were quickly cleaned up. Vukovic said that even if they are traitors and bastards, they must be reined in. And those captives, under the pacification of Vukovich, quickly calmed down. The priests of these countries have a high status, and it seems that he just said something casually, and these people are completely different. Even when he looked at us, it still looked like he had seen something terrible.

"Everyone packed up their things and took the wounded with them. Let's go back. I stood up and said.

The oil bottle looked at me and said, "Where are we going back?" Copycats? ”

I suddenly found his question interesting. Where are we going back? Copycats? I guess more than half of the people who came out there were gone. I want to go home most of all, back to my real home. Get out of here. But it seems impossible at the moment.

"Back to that town. Milk was still there. And also.. And Yugovic, they should all be there too. I spoke.

After the dust settled, everyone's rhythm slowed down. Except for the people who carried and treated the wounded, the rest of the people suddenly became lazy, and many of them fell asleep. Only the old guy is still busy, and several batteries of his phone have been used up by him, and he still feels very energetic at this time.

"The old guy is here." Eunice suddenly came to me with a word.

"Which old fellow? Aren't you just an old fellow? I asked, puzzled.

Younis looked at me and said, "Can you stop calling me an old fellow?" You are my proudest student, do you sometimes have the most respect for teachers? Is that what you call me? Besides, I've fought alongside you a few times. ”

"Good, good... I'm no match for you. You said the old guy ... "It occurred to me who it was, the one who could be called an old fellow by this old guy... Klinger? You mean Klinger is coming? ”

"You see, you get it." The old fellow Eunice nodded.

I unconsciously covered my forehead with one hand, "Why did you come so soon?" We're all done here, what is he doing here? ”

"Hahaha." Younis smiled and said, "Are you confused?" What do you say, are you saying that he is coming fast or that he is going slowly? It's normal for him to come, but how many rounds are you doing at the moment? The biggest deal that I did was done. ”

"I think you're confused. I can't remember all the names of my organization. Are you sure it's the biggest, though? ”

Younis spread his hands and said, "Is this still up to me?" Don't you think that's big enough? You have mobilized all the people you can ... Do you think yours are the only ones with Paul? Younis said as he pulled out the batteries in his pocket, "Do you think I'm in love with some charming girl?" ”

"Shhh Suddenly Klinger's face popped up in my mind, the old face that would normally be uncomfortable to look at. "What then?"

"What to do? Are you afraid of him? The old guy Younis smiled playfully, "You're a local tyrant now." Everyone in NATO has been beaten by you to survive, are you still afraid of that old guy? ”

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm telling you now, I'm quitting. I offered to get out of here and go home. I said and glanced at the Oriental Camp not far away, which was being guarded

Liaison officer, "You and the old guy have time to talk to the guy." ”

After about another half hour, we set out on the way back. When I got back to that town, there were still a lot of military and police officers here. But they didn't stop us, they let us go without even asking.

The streets here are very clean, and they are very different from when they came here, as if they were not the same place at all. Passing by some places, you can still see blood stains and bullet holes on the ground.

We went straight to the hospital, which was already overcrowded at the moment. Everywhere were wounded people, lying down, sitting, leaning on each other. There are doctors, nurses, and some volunteers who are fighting another war.

"I'd like to go see Yugovich first... I'm right to Eunice.

Younis nodded, finding someone. This man must have been in the hospital, and after listening to Younis, he looked at us and told us that the deceased was now parked in the hospital morgue. As for whether there is anyone we are looking for, I don't know.

The man's wife and Grandet didn't go with us. They went straight to see Milk. I found the morgue with Younis, the oil bottle and Trovic and Vukovic. After completing the registration, we were led by the staff to enter the area.

The situation here is similar to the outside at the moment, and there are a lot of corpses parked here. But it didn't take me long to find the bodies of Yugovic and the others. Milic, Kostic, Petkovic, Jojic...

"They... What will happen to them? I mean, can I take them away? I looked at the staff member.

"Yes. We can take them away and bury them. Vukovic spoke first.

He must have said well, because I saw that the clerk did not hesitate and shrugged his shoulders and nodded in agreement. I nodded, and continued to look at Yugovich, who was lying there. This old guy is actually a very responsible person, and in my opinion he is the person I trust the most. Although he is very selfish... But when he sent the boy and the boy's mother away, he still didn't choose to leave, but continued to stay here with us. I reached out and shook his stiff and cold hand.

"Since you have come to claim the dead. Then please come with me and give you some of these people's relics. The staff said.

I looked at Vukovic and said, "I understand the old fellow, he doesn't have much family. But what about the others? What are we going to do if we take them away like this, their families? ”

Vukovic nodded and said, "I have a way to contact them." Rest assured, no one wants people to be left here for a long time, no matter what. ”

We came out quickly, after Vukovic's rush to complete the formalities. The staff handed over some relics to me. These things are separated from each other. They still had their blood on them, but they were dry and dark by now.

"Would you like to see these things?" Vukovic looked at me and said.

I shook my head, "I just want Yugovich's." "It seems to me that this old guy Yugovic is like an old bachelor, with no home, let alone close family. Although he has the kid he's been protecting, and the woman who has always made him feel guilty, that kid's mother. But usually we are more like his family. So I'm going to take Yugovich's, and then I'll send it to the two family members he cares about the most.

After leaving the morgue, I opened Yugovich's relics. It's actually quite simple, just a wallet, an old watch, and a tiny notebook. There is also a pen tucked between them.

I opened my notebook, it was covered in blood, I don't think I had used it much. Because I haven't written much, just a few lines on the first page, and just a few lines are still covered in blood and many of them are unreadable.

"Show me, this

What is written on it? I said and handed the notebook to Younis.

Younis took the notebook and looked at it, "I can't see it clearly. The words are all covered. You can only see it. Let me see... ”

After a while, Younis looked very serious and said word by word: "Take care of your mother and live well." The signature is, yours, Vladimir? Yugovich ... The old guy paused, "There should be other parts of the name behind, but I can't see it clearly." The rest of the parts are covered and nothing can be seen. After the old man finished speaking, he gently closed the notebook and handed it to me.