Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Trials of Blood and Fire
The battlefield will always be the stage of heroes, the grave of cowards. No matter what, for what reason, when and where, as long as you go to the battlefield, whether it is an enemy or a comrade-in-arms, you can be called a hero.
Whether it's a horse leather shroud or a triumphant return, whether it's a fight for faith or faith. Heroes deserve to be admired because they never flinched and fought to the last drop of blood for their beliefs.
Cowards will choose to retreat and flee when they hear the word battlefield. Use your cowardice to portray your own incompetence, and use countless reasons to justify yourself.
In the battle of Tianhe, both the male soldier company and the gluttonous can be called heroes. Although because of the difference in ideas and beliefs, one side plays the role of the aggressor, and the other side plays the role of the defender. But to the last soldier, no one chose to retreat and write their own chapter with their lives.
The Gluttonous Vanguard flagship was defeated by Rose through the shield and mobilized the firepower of the South China Sea Fleet. The brilliant firelight was like a brilliant firework, beautiful and short-lived.
Liu Chuang walked step by step towards Ge Xiaolun, who was pierced by a sword, looking at the seriously injured but still thinking about whether the big cross in the sky had been knocked down.
Liu Chuang finally understood what a comrade-in-arms was. to be able to endure hardships with you; to be happy with you; can go to the battlefield together; can accompany yourself to challenge death; can risk death to save you when you are injured, even if it is a corpse that is recovered; can carry you out in the pile of the dead; Being able to bring your ashes back to your hometown and so on, this is a comrade-in-arms.
Liu Chuang thought a lot.
"Dude, oh no, brother! Brother-german! Can you still do it? ”
came to Ge Xiaolun's side and held each other with both hands, looking at the long sword that completely penetrated Ge Xiaolun.
"This thing is a god-killing martial arts, can he kill you?" Liu Chuang looked at Ge Xiaolun, who was in good condition, and made a joke.
Ge Xiaolun glared at Liu Chuang angrily, pointed to the long sword with one hand, and said, "Pull it out, pull it out!" ”
Seeing that Ge Xiaolun was about to pull out the long sword on his body, he couldn't do it himself, so Liu Chuang had to do it for him.
"Wow."
The long sword was quickly drawn from Ge Xiaolun's body.
"Holy, you tap, tap!"
Ge Xiaolun screamed in pain, and did not forget to pretend to kick Liu Chuang's feet.
"Hey, brother, it's okay, I'll help you go to a medical treatment or something."
"How's that going?" Ge Xiaolun asked with concern.
"Hey, don't worry about it, the big cross was blown up by the rose, and that group of little soldiers and monkey brothers will be cleaned up in three or five clicks."
Liu Chuang said as he helped Ge Xiaolun to walk towards the medical team in the rear.
"Brother, you were so brave just now, to be honest, this time I Liu Chuang subdued you, I saw it halfway, you and that big boss fought in the dark, although you can't be beaten and beaten!"
"Go, go!"
Ge Xiaolun listened to the first half of the sentence very comfortably, but the more he listened to the last sentence, the more wrong it became!
"Hah! Ha! ”
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The enemy has been dealt with, and the mountains of corpses can really only be described as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood now. The corpses of the gluttonous warriors were piled up into a hill, and blood kept flowing from under the corpse mountain, converging into a small red river.
The devastated Tianhe City is full of post-war atmosphere. The sun slowly setting in the west casts a red afterglow, making the place even more bleak.
The ruins and rivers of blood are the best way to describe this traumatized city right now.
After Wang Ye and the others checked the battlefield, the group came to the medical team in the rear, and looked at Ge Xiaolun, who was basically no big deal, jumping around, worthy of the power of the galaxy, and this recovery speed was simply no one.
After experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, the whole appearance of the male soldiers began to change.
Lost the pompous frivolity of the past, and became more calm.
The words fortitude were written all over their faces, and they already had a full understanding of how cruel the war was.
On the battlefield, either you die or I live, the enemy and comrades-in-arms are fighting to the death for that hope of survival, even if that hope can only be given to their comrades.
The company of male soldiers is lucky, the country has spent a huge amount of manpower, material and financial resources to build their black company, and they have received the best training and use the best equipment. This time, through this war, he made a name for himself as a heroic soldier company and became a hero of hundreds of millions of people.
But what about the ordinary soldiers? It has long been turned into dry bones in the grave, how many people remember their names, and how many people know their deeds, in the end, they only got the title of martyrs, so the male soldier company is very lucky.
Looking at the more mature and stable people, Wang Ye opened his mouth and said: "Okay, the rest of the cleaning battlefield will be handed over to our soldiers, now you pack up and prepare to return to the Giant Hero." ”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
In this battle, Wang Ye did not make much effort, and he was mainly deployed as a commander in the battle.
This victory should belong to the male company, and it is right for them to cheer.
Looking at the ruins in the distant sunset, Wang Ye didn't know if other places would become like this in the future. If you are not a saint, you can't save everyone, and you can't save the world.
In the final analysis, Wang Ye is just an ordinary person, a lucky ordinary person.
Yang Jian's inheritance was obtained by himself, and now after more than ten years of cultivation, he has already become a god, ranking among the strongest sequences in this universe. It is said that God has long been accustomed to life and death, and ignores ant-like life, but Wang Ye can't do it.
After more than ten years of cultivation and what he has seen and heard, Wang Ye has slowly realized that God is not omnipotent. There are many things that even God cannot do, the universe is splendid because of the variety of stars, and life is colorful because of different experiences.
Nothing is useless, it's just not time to shine.
God can't decide who lives and who dies, or there will be punishment one day.
"What are you thinking?" Rena quietly came to Wang Ye's side and asked.
"I'm thinking, the meaning of life!"
"Figured it out?"
"No, life is different, and the meaning of their existence is not the same, but what is the purpose of God's existence?"
"What is the purpose of God's existence?"
Rena repeated Wang Ye's words, what is the meaning of God's existence? She herself didn't know what the meaning of her existence was as the goddess of dawn, no one had told her in her more than 20 years of life, and no one had taught her, so she needed to find it slowly by herself.
"Let's go! Dawn Three is here, let's go back! Wang Ye took Rena's hand and said.
"Hmmm! This war has been of great benefit to the growth of the male soldier company, and it is time to go back and digest it. ”
"Yes! Only those who have experienced the training of blood and fire can be called a hero!! ”