The two got on a cruise ship together. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Victor looked at the small bunks, and the air in the cabin was very foul, so he went out to the deck alone to blow the wind.

With a whistle, the cruise ship began to sail out of the port. Victor leaned against the railing of the deck, facing the strong sea breeze, looking in the direction of Reims, France.

"I wonder when I'll be able to come back?" Victor thought to himself: "How can the promise of the year be fulfilled?" ”

Victor pulled out a cigarette with some annoyance, lit it and took a slow puff. Under the circumstances, he didn't want to lose Tiffany, so he had to give a promise, a deadline, could he ask her to wait three or five years? Maybe in three or five years she will already be married to someone else.

One year, this is the time that Victor judged in his heart that Tiffany could wait, if he said three years, he was afraid that she would give up this relationship painfully.

How do you fulfill the promise of a year? Victor is desperate to have a home: maybe buy a small villa in Warsaw, live in the barracks on weekdays, and return home on weekends, so that Tiffany & Co. should like it!

But Victor touched the little money in his pocket, and thought: maybe he has to reach the level of a colonel officer to be able to buy a house in Warsaw on his own and maintain a comfortable life for two people. However, wanting to become a colonel-level officer within a year is a fantasy in peacetime, even in wartime, it is very amazing. However, now that the Polish Legion is being expanded from scratch, it is natural that there will be many newly established units in need of officers, which is a golden opportunity. It seems that for the sake of his future, he must do his best.

"Victor!" Father Mustache suddenly appeared and said.

"Priest!"

"Do you have any plans for getting to Poland?"

"I was going to join the Polish army, which was on the Austro-Hungarian border, but then the Germans and Austrians took Pilsudski in prison, and the army was disbanded, and I ran to France alone. So now I can't find anyone I used to know. Maybe I have to start again and be a small soldier. Victor felt that he had nothing to take advantage of, so he said his plan.

"OK, I know that you are a very good officer, the Polish army has just been established and needs a talent like you. Even if you start from scratch, with your talents, you will quickly become an officer. The priest said.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Victor said modestly.

"But I know some members of the Socialist Party, and I'm going to join the Polish army as a chaplain and a journalist, and join the Polish army if you wish." The priest said with a mysterious smile.

"Oh!" Victor said excitedly: "Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity, I am very willing. ”

Victor suddenly had the feeling that Maxima had met Bole. Even if he can become an officer in a month or two by virtue of his own ability (officers were promoted quickly during the war years, and if they die, they will be promoted), but if they can get off to a good start, it is extremely precious (think about the evaluation of military ranks after the founding of the Tiangong, there is one thing to look at seniority). In the case of little difference in ability, the higher the starting point, the higher the final status.

And for an ambitious person like Victor, being an officer as soon as he enters the army can give him more space to display his talents.

The two of them stood on the deck and chatted slowly, and Victor finally learned that the mustache's name was Larry John, a middle-level member of the Polish Immigration Congress in the United States, and that he was going to serve in the Polish army as a delegate.

"When the time comes, I'll treat you to dinner." Father John said.

The two men came to the dining room, picked up their plates and sat down at a table facing each other.

Victor picked up the spoon and began to gulp. Father John put down his plate and began to whisper the prayer.

"Amen!" Father John finished the prayer and began to eat.

"Do you believe in God?" Father John asked as he ate.

"I don't believe in God!" As an atheist who has established the three views of socialism for decades, Victor just wanted to answer this, but suddenly thought of his own time-traveling incident, and the atheistic view was suddenly subverted.

After pondering for a while, Victor said, "I believe in the existence of some great mystical power, and if he were called God, I would believe in God." ”

"It seems that you think deeply about you religiously, which is a bit of a novelty. Can you tell us what you think? Fr. John excitedly said: "I have not been able to figure out whether God exists or not, and I would like to hear different opinions. ”

"Occultly speaking, what we now say is that the knowledge we know is a small circle, and the vast space outside the small circle is something unknown to us, so we cannot judge the existence of some great mysterious power," Victor said, drawing a small circle on the table. "Just like our current cruise ships, if we appeared in front of humans thousands of years ago, we would be gods. Perhaps the gods are a conjecture and a prediction of our advanced science and technology. We say God is in heaven, and we make airplanes to fly to heaven. ”

"Very peculiar point of view." The priest pondered quietly.

"But the reason why society needs religion is to maintain social order, reduce contradictions and consumption within society, promote the development of the country and science, and let mankind continue to move forward in the direction of the gods." "So I believe in science, I believe in God," Victor said. ”

"Are you a Catholic?" The priest asked.

"It's not." Victor saw that the priest was very open-minded, so he said it directly.

"Why?"

"Because on the battlefield I don't know which Catholic God will be on the side!" Victor said with a smile.

"God will be on the side of justice." The priest replied.

Victor returned to his berth, rolled up his coat and lay down on the bed. In fact, he doesn't know what sent him to this world, and he doesn't know whether the original 21st century earth is still there (don't worry, the author confirmed it when typing, the 21st century earth is still there), and he doesn't know what it sent itself to this world for.

"Maybe it's because I'm too small to appreciate it!" Victor thought silently, "Maybe I'll find out when I'm dead." ”

But Victor didn't want to die like this, he had looked forward to it countless times in his previous life, and he was finally able to get rid of that dull life and come to this world full of war and blood, how could he not show his ambitions?

Victor took out his handkerchief and smelled it: for this fragrance, you should vigorously fight your life, in your previous life, when will you have a chance!