Chapter 268: Parks is Injured?

The snow began to fall again, even though the coldest days had passed. But the weather was still very cold, and occasionally a heavy snow fell, covering the deep forest tightly.

Colonel Zinke received a call from General Taylor the day after Parks was wounded. On the phone, he inquired in detail about Captain Parkes' injuries, and when Colonel Zinke repeatedly assured that the injuries were mild, General Taylor put down the phone with confidence, and said that he would let Colonel Zinck accompany him to visit Captain Parkes at the appropriate time.

"I don't want him to get hurt either, but luckily his injuries are only minor," Colonel Sink hung up General Taylor's phone and let out a long sigh of relief. In fact, starting today, in addition to some people in the division headquarters, some war correspondents have also begun to care about Captain Parkes's injury, and they are all probing Colonel Zinck's tone.

The cause of this incident has always been made by a war correspondent of E Company. As soon as Parks was wounded, war correspondent LaBeouf contacted the newspaper via airwaves, and sent a text message that briefly described the process of Parks' injury. It was a piece of great news, and with the publication of the Washington Post the next day, the whole of Europe suddenly knew that Captain Parkes, the American hero who had fought valiantly and made great contributions to the Allies, had been wounded in an attack.

Captain Parks himself didn't know how influential he was in the United States, and he just thought that he would recuperate at the ambulance station for a few days, and then return to lead E Company, which was a minor injury that seemed to him nothing. But outside the ambulance station and E Company, it was as if the sky had been turned upside down, and his injury mobilized the attention of all sides.

It would be an exaggeration to say that an American war hero has such a big influence. But this hero is none other than Parks, a hero to whom US President Franklin D. Roosevelt personally awarded the Medal of Honor and to whom he placed great hopes. His heroic deeds were widely disseminated, he was almost a household name in the United States, and in Europe he was a model for all military personnel, a model for military personnel. And Captain Parkes did not have only one or two earth-shattering heroic deeds, he almost did what many heroic soldiers or officers could not do together. He is a role model for American people and officers, and many cadets of American schools regard him as the goal of struggle, and even many military schools, including West Point, have compiled and printed some of Captain Parkes' combat examples in textbooks, and formed a special research group.

"I regret that our hero Parks was wounded, and I wish him a speedy recovery and an early return to the anti-fascist battlefield to fight valiantly for the liberation of the European people still under fascist rule."

A nation needs heroes, and a country needs heroes. And the United States is now in decadence, and it is the spirit of heroes who need to save the people of the whole country, so that the people are willing to fight for this country. Roosevelt undoubtedly saw this, and he did not mind that he would give the captain himself a high degree of attention to the captain who had personally honored and had luncheon, at little cost, but with the approval of the people. The President's words have made all the thoughtful legislators have to agree, because they know that the will of the people cannot be violated, especially at this stage.

The streets of New York on the day of the month of 945, with cold wind and rain. Everyone was huddled, the umbrellas above their heads were clashing in the air, and people seemed hurried and calm here, far from the battlefields of Europe.

"Smack." With a bang, a coin flipped a few times in the air, and then landed on a newspaper stall, and a copy of the Washington Post was swept away with one hand, and a young man in a long coat and a black top hat walked away quickly, he did not have an umbrella, and the rain was not very heavy. And this issue of the Washington Post is running out, and the last two copies were bought soon after the young man left. The Washington Post in New York was sold out, and the same is true in some other major cities in the United States.

The Washington Post reported Parks' injury in the form of a front-page headline. The photograph is a photograph taken with his brothers when Parks was still a lieutenant, and it can be traced back to the period between the Normandy 6 and Operation Market Garden, and they have no recent photograph of Parks, let alone a photograph of his injuries.

"Are you sure you want to go for yourself? Miss Virginia," Rost stood in Virginia's small parlour. Next to him was Mr. Rost, who had already made it to the board of directors with the help of Virginia, which made him seem proud for a while, but in front of Virgilia, he never showed any little pride in himself.

"Yes, how could you possibly make me feel comfortable staying here?" Virginia's mood fluctuated, but she just rubbed her fingers lightly against the glass of red wine. Lap after lap, although the movements were very light, but it showed the restlessness in her heart.

"I heard that Captain Parkes is still at the ambulance station on the front line, after all, there is still a firefight there, so it is not very safe," Rost expressed his concern. His interests and Virgilia's interests are linked, and he doesn't want anything to happen to Virgilia during his trip to Europe, otherwise, he, a newcomer to the board, will be kicked out under the pressure of others. Everything he has now is covered by Virgilia, but after all, he can't make decisions for Virgilia.

"You help me get in touch" Virgilia glanced at him, then said softly but firmly, "I've decided, what you have to do is to help me arrange everything, and don't worry about the rest."

Mr. Rost saw that Virginia was very determined, and knew that he could not persuade her, so he nodded, and then politely said goodbye, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned to Virginia and said, "I almost went, there is a lady named Jennifer who wants to see you, I did not refuse, waiting for your instructions, she said that I will meet you at any time"

Virgilia was stunned for a moment, then her snow-white slender fingers flicked lightly on the chair, and she was stunned for a while before she said to Rost: "Okay, tell her that I have time at noon, and at half past twelve, I will have lunch with her, in the small restaurant, please inform the lady." Virginia was decisive.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, in the small dining room of Virginia's estate, two women sat opposite each other at a small table, sipping red wine and eating delicious food. But neither of them had their minds set on lunch.

"I know you've got a doorway, I want to go to Europe, I'm going to see Parks, you know, from the moment I got the newspaper today, I felt like I was going crazy. I don't want to worry about him all the time, I feel like I can't take it anymore, I'm fed up and I want to see him for myself. Suddenly, Jennifer put down the cup and said to Virginia with some emotion, "I know you love this man too, but ......"

Virgilia nodded, took a sip of her wine and said, "Do you think we should be competitors or collaborators?" The smell of the deal in her tone made Jennifer a little uncomfortable, and her brows furrowed slightly, she knew that if it was really a deal, she was not in a position to fight with her.

So Jennifer shook her head, she stopped talking, and quietly looked into Virginia's eyes, waiting for her to say her terms, and then choose for herself. She even somewhat understood why Virginia would throw herself into the dirty soul trading place on Wall Street.

"Can you give up Lacey?" Virgilia's eyes seemed to have an unparalleled sense of superiority.

"No, no, I don't think I'm going to give up" Jennifer suddenly felt that her courage was under unprecedented weight in front of Virginia, and she straightened her chest again in order not to show her submission, "No, never"

"And what can you give him?" Virginia had contempt in her eyes, "He already has honor, people all over the United States, people all over the world know him, everyone loves him, but what men need is a status that matches glory, can you give it to him?" ”

Jennifer's expression froze, and then she felt her breathing heavily, her full chest sinking together, and it was clear that she was trying to control her emotions. The woman on the other side was simply a naked humiliation of herself, but what she said was the truth, and she was completely incapable of fighting back against her and defeating her.

"I know where he was with you, and I can tell you that I can't give up on him. Now we have to give him an answer, and this answer is not for him to choose, but for us to choose. Are you ready? Virginia suddenly had a smile on her lips, "I've made my choice."

"Y-what do you want me to choose?" Jennifer suddenly felt weak. She was a little discouraged, but she never thought of giving up. The relationship with Parks is like a scar imprinted on the heart.

"To make him," Virginia's eyes flashed with fiery light, "do you know why he attracts me?" He was wise and sensitive, sensitive to politics and had a vision for many things. I won't force him to do anything, but if he wants to stay in the military, I have to be the backing of him to be a general, and if he is going to be in politics, I have to be the guarantee that he can be a governor or even a president. If he's going to manage the company, then I'm going to let him take off at the highest point. ”

"But—but—" Jennifer heard Virginia's words, and suddenly felt that she had nothing. I couldn't help but feel a twitch in my heart.

"Well, now we're not talking about competition, we're talking about cooperation." Virginia's words seemed to open a window in Jennifer's heart, for her, cooperation was the best way, even if she had to face another woman.

"If one day, when you can make waves on Wall Street, we will have equal conditions," Virginia said, as if lighting a dark lamp. Yes, she still has time to do it all.

At one o'clock in the afternoon of the month, a black limousine drove out of Virginia's estate and headed straight for a ship full of cargo parked by the harbor. After less than an hour, the ship began to light a fire, and then with a long whistle, it slowly left the dock and sailed towards the vast sea, near which a flock of seabirds chirped and accompanied by the fine snow-white spray......