After talking about the important things, Vukovic took me to a nearby cemetery. Bunotz and those who were killed by Sallich, as well as my fallen companions, are buried here.

"In recent years, many of the people buried here have died in the war. Conflict, accident, deliberate killing. Wait a minute.. Sometimes I feel like dying in my own bed has become a luxury. Vukovic said leisurely as he looked at the cemetery.

I looked at the rows of tombstones, and I suddenly felt lost. I've been here for a few months, from summer to late autumn, and there are very few companions left, many of whom can't even find their bodies, let alone a cemetery. What exactly is all this for?

"I also let people bury so many people you killed that day." Vukovic said, gesturing to a place. I looked in the direction he was pointing, and it was a cemetery with no name or date on the tombstone.

"I don't know what they're called, I don't know anything about them. That's all there is to it. Vukovic looked at me after speaking, "I want to know, how are you feeling after the end of the day?" Pleasure? ”

I know that the day Vukovic said was referring to the day of the conquest of Salish's territory, happy? Nature refers to the feeling after the slaughter of those people.

In fact, after killing those people, I didn't feel the joy of revenge as expected, but felt empty from time to time, and all kinds of begging scenes before death flashed in my mind from time to time. It stands to reason that I shouldn't have been impressed by what they looked like, but in the images that flashed ... Their faces are indeed so clear. They looked at me one by one with uncontrollable trembling, their eyes full of unwillingness, pleading and despair, and then the "da-da-da" gun rang out。。。。。 One by one, they fell, and some of them still had the same expressions on their faces as they had before they died, and their eyes were open, just looking straight at me.

"Nope." I said and looked at Vukovic, "To be honest, it's often not like that. Not so pleasant. ”

"I don't want to admit it yet. Do you think that admitting that you are uncomfortable and feeling guilty is a sign of weakness? Vukovic said softly.

I hate to admit Vukovic's words, but I have to say that the truth is what he said. A man who would admit that he was weak? Especially people like me, who do the work of licking blood from the knife edge, can't accept this.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Vukovic continued: "We've all felt this way. He looked at me, "Don't be weird. I've been in war. Civil war in Bosnia-Herzegovina, we went there to help fight Croats and MSL with the Serbs there. What we do ... It's so much scary to do something that is much more terrible than yours. Vukovic let out a long sigh, "So I know what it's like." One should not be like that, one should not slaughter one's own kind as if it were livestock, or even worse than one at times. What do we get by killing each other like this? Revenge? It's to invite greater hatred and endless nightmares. ”

"I often have nightmares ... It has been so since in Chechnya. I used to dream of fighting there, especially in Grozny, and on the night of the breakout... And now I often dream of the people we killed that day. The scene as they fell. ”

"yes." Vukovic said, looking at the cemetery, "Many of us do. The people came back, but they left something there. Maybe never come back. ”

"I often regret my decision. In fact, I have killed a lot of people in the past two years, and there are not a few companions left around me. Boring... It's really not interesting. "I suddenly felt very powerless, so I found a place to sit down," called back and forth. When I got home, I was scared of all the nightmares, afraid that what I did would be known to people I knew... Although the chances of them knowing about it are slim, almost impossible, but I am just worried. I said as I looked at Vukovic, who was standing next to me.

"Want to go home?" Vukovic smiled.

"Yes. I didn't want to do it for a long time. I said.

When Vukovic heard me say this, he said with a look of empathy: "Originally, I was also a hot-blooded young man. But the more I played, the more I realized... In fact, war does not change much for us. The more we fought, the more we went to the depths of the abyss. I came here when I didn't think we needed to keep fighting. At first, I was in a much worse situation than you. I have lost my goal, I will always be condemned by my conscience if I kill too many people, and the results of the war, to be honest, we have not won a single one. Those who should have been saved were not saved, and those who could not be kept had already run away. I lost my friends and relatives in the war, but I was also guilty... It almost killed me. ”

"And then you became a clergyman? Is it used to atone for sins? I asked.

"Pretty much. At least it can give me peace of mind, at least I don't have that much blood on my body, doesn't it? Vukovic said and turned, "Let's go back." I will arrange the person you want as soon as possible. I hope you can finish your mission here soon and go home early to be an ordinary person. ”

I got up and patted my buttocks, "Does this count as my confession?" ”

"Huh. Maybe. I don't count it. Vukovic said and nodded my chest, "This is the key." ”

I smiled and walked towards our car outside the cemetery. When I walked to the car door, Vukovic stopped me and said, "Pluck up your courage and try to get home alive!" ”

The words of the old god stick did work for me. I now began to think that the two of them who went to the priest alone and hid in the cubicle to confess were not full of food and nothing to do.

After returning to our cottage, I immediately picked out the men who were going to take out the old guys and old comrades. I picked thirty people. It may be a lot, but the main consideration is that that guy may not have brought someone here, even if there is no hostility or vigilance, it will always be guarded, after all, it is a broken place that doesn't care about anything, and the people who can come and go there are basically armed with weapons, so he must bring some people. In addition to the 30 people who are actually hands-on, I am also preparing to arrange some people to be on standby in the market to prevent any accidents.

Two days later, the man whom Kostic asked us to help with training was brought in. A total of thirty people were sent, and looking at the faces of these young people, I suddenly remembered the veterans, the president, them. Naturally, I no longer need to do it myself, and these things are left to the Tuo Oil Bottle and Vurić, but I see that Yugovic is very actively involved in this matter, which is not surprising, the old guy has always given me the impression that he is war-weary, and he is more responsible for the younger generation.

Three days after the group arrived, Vukovic came to the cottage with forty people. He said that these 40 people are all familiar to him, and they are willing to come here to work with us, and many of them have a grudge against NATO or hatred of NATO. So there won't be any problems.

I looked at the group and after a brief chat with them, Milk and I were both satisfied. These men are young and middle-aged, many of whom have served, and most of them are still serving as militia members in their localities. And quite a few of them also participated in the previous battle with Salish. This is exactly what we were asking for, and immediately after receiving it, we handed it over to the Tuo Oil Bottle and the Vuurich, who combined with the thirty men for training.

After that, all kinds of supplies, weapons and equipment that we needed arrived one after another. Especially the weapons and equipment, the old guy said that this time through Nikki one after another in various ways to send equipment that can equip almost a regiment. Some of it went directly to Jojic, and he and Petkovic would distribute it themselves. And the rest, after we replenish it, are all sent to the market, where they will be sold.

Speaking of the market, it is said that business is very prosperous in recent times, and in fact, many people involved in the business participated in the previous battle with us, but at the moment everyone is doing illegal smuggling in the market as if nothing had happened. Grazie, a profiteer, called the situation "business is business." "You didn't do business with them before, they have Salish in the chain of interests, and they will deal with you together. But now that Salish is gone, business has to go on, people who are alive have to live and there is no grudge between them, isn't it good to do business together?

For such remarks ... I think he and Younis should be able to talk about going together. And I despise such things. I even kind of hoped that those guys would pick up arms and keep fighting me, which makes me feel a little sick like this now.

But it doesn't matter if I'm disgusting or not. It's really good in terms of income. It made me understand why Salish was so rich.

Three more days passed the quiet days. Younis suddenly returns after disappearing for a few days. When he saw me and Milk, he said, "Get ready." My old acquaintance will come and talk to me about the ownership of that place the day after tomorrow. ”