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Using the communication equipment on the armored car, Shun Lì got in touch with the command of the Makanda Arsenal, and after learning the details of the incident, Montgomery couldn't help but sigh for a while, and once again expressed his gratitude to the Tang side.

Next, Montgomery gave a brief introduction to the battle situation on the Diromos Plateau. After receiving the news of the fall of the Kabuto Air Base, the 408th Division, which was stationed in the southern part of the Diromos Plateau, pinned down the Northern Soviet Union Army, did not make any movement for the time being, but the 108th, 208th, and 308th Armored Divisions of the First Army Corps in the German Corridor, each with about three battalions, were marching along the southwestern edge of the Gaunt Mountains.

Montgomery's order to the special forces was to move as many helicopter gunships, drones, fighters, strike planes, and bombers as possible to the air terminal occupied by the rebels in the northeast of the continent before noon tomorrow, and to blow up all the rest, leaving none for the government forces.

In addition, he also told Claire to do her best to repair the air defense fortifications of the base in order to cope with the possible air raid by the government army tonight.

After giving the order, he exchanged a few words of greeting with Tang Fang, Nehmaiah and others, and then disconnected the communication.

According to the Tang side's plan, he wanted to set off overnight and rush to the military port of Drosnir as much as possible. Obviously, Broad, Xia Yuanhua and others didn't want to let them go. After being enthusiastically saved by a group of people, Tang Fang had no choice but to dispel his original thoughts and decided to stay at the air base for a night and set off again early tomorrow morning.

The inventory of the base is very rich, all kinds of food, drinks, and beers are available, and Brod, Xia Yuanhua, and a group of rebel soldiers who were saved by the Tang side surrounded him, and you came and went, using the wine in the cup. Expressing his gratitude.

Tang Fang did not refuse to come, and drank with this group of men with enthusiasm and sincerity on their faces and sunny and hearty smiles until midnight. Maybe it was a side effect of over-speed regeneration, but he didn't fall to the ground drunk like Broder, Xia Yuanhua and others.

Of course. The same was true of Aros and Hausen, but after the day's fighting, they were exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa in the lounge.

Tang Fang drank the last sip of wine, bypassed the rebel soldiers lying on the ground, and walked out of the room with an unopened bottle of beer.

The air strikes did not come, and perhaps the government forces knew that in the face of the base's anti-aircraft missile system, this would only increase casualties.

This battle, including the secret service and the riot miners. On the rebel side, 289 were killed and more than 300 wounded, almost a third of the total.

It was midnight, and the resettlement of the wounded and the dead had ended, with the help of the postworm feeding injections. Most of the seriously ill patients have recovered, and even those whose hands and feet were blown off have been found and brought back to their bodies by the way.

Whether it was the medical staff or the special service officers like Iyeta, they all took a keen interest in him. Mysterious origins, a squad with unparalleled combat effectiveness. The so-called "ancestral secret recipe" against the sky. "What the hell is this guy called "Tarossa"? His appearance is really the greatest gift from the gods to the rebels, if you can always fight side by side with him, what is there to be afraid of?

Tang Fang actually wanted to stay with them for a little longer, after all, he had been all the way. These people in the rebel army left an excellent impression on him, but unfortunately, he had more important things to do - to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. He didn't know if the military would think of himself after the battle of Na'vi through the fact that the Guò Zerg unit had appeared on Planet 5.

Because the cost is too great. He didn't dare to take any chances. What needs to be done urgently now is to rush to Lector Star as much as possible to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun. Therefore, for the rebel army, he can only silently say "sorry" in his heart.

The moonlight is like water, gently brushing the surface, sprinkling a soft light on the uneven sliding track, the night is already cold, and the occasional crisp chirping of summer insects sounds, which makes people feel more reassured.

"Woo" a distant whimper pierced the night sky. The flashing signal lights on the take-off and landing run are like a light track, connecting with the stars in the sky. In this quiet night, a series of figures shuttled between the runway and the tarmac, which were the soldiers of the special service who were following Montgomery's instructions and were transferring combat aircraft.

Facing the somewhat chilly plateau wind, Tang Fang looked to the north of the base, and there was a plateau lake about 3 km away, with an area of only 2 square kilometers left and right. According to Xia Yuanhua, the comrades who died in this battle will be buried there. The small lake, the green meadows, and the cool highland breeze are indeed an excellent place to sleep. Discerning his direction, he strode towards the lake.

About half an hour later, he came to the lakeside, where the long green area was dotted with one or two small purple flowers, and the occasional insect crawled by, and there was a slight sound of rustling. The trees in the distance are staggered, and a wisp of night breeze blows, surging up the forest waves.

Through the gap in the dense forest, you can see a line of sparkling, and I think it is the bend of the clear water lake.

Outside the woods, a flat area was carved out of knee-high grass, and the fresh, soft earth was piled up into small mounds, and in front of it was an epitaph made of irregular stones, with only the name, gender, year of birth, and a few words, such as Lancelot's love of rum and Cullom's love of horseback riding......

In front of each mound is a bouquet of white flowers, and at a glance, there is no variegation. It can be seen that the person who offered the flowers was very attentive, because there were many flowers and different colors in the grass next to them, and it was really a very energy-consuming thing to find the same color and the same variety.

Tang Fang noticed a person standing at the end of the cemetery, with his back to him, looking up at the shade of the trees. Judging by the size, it should be Iyeta.

"Iyeta, did you pick all these flowers?" Walking to Little Sam's grave, he asked casually as he pulled open the tab of the beer can.

"Huh?" Iyeta was startled, looked back, and saw that it was him through the moonlight, and couldn't help but smile slightly, and walked over: "Why are you here?" Those people didn't get you drunk? ”

At this time, Tang Fang had already sat down and gently spilled the beer in front of the grave: "Because I suddenly remembered that there was another person who didn't drink it." I don't know when I'll be able to come back after I leave here......"

His voice gradually lowered, and Iyeta's expression darkened, and she whispered: "This little white flower, which we in Crotan, is called 'White Rue', it never grows alone, it blooms alone. There are always other flowers nearby. So, you don't have to be too sad, with everyone by your side, little Sam will definitely not be alone. ”

Tang Fang was silent for a moment. Bowed slightly: "There are flowers here, there is a clear lake, there is a cool and cheerful wind, and there are these like-minded friends...... Well, and his brother, Sam must not be alone over there. It's just that I wish he could grow up and see this decaying empire usher in its end with his own eyes. ”

"Will we succeed?" Iyeta looked a little lonely. In the face of the behemoth of the empire, people who are as weak as ants, is it really possible to overthrow it?

"Definitely." Tang Fang's voice was low.

"Do you want to know who picked these flowers?" Iyeta abruptly changed the subject.

"Who picked it?"

She raised her arm. Pointing to the clear lake in the shade of the trees opposite: "Actually, sometimes, what we see with our eyes is not necessarily correct. ”

"Oh?" The beer in the can was already empty, Tang Fang stood up and looked in the direction of the lake: "Originally, I should have come to bring this bouquet of flowers to Little Sam, since someone will do it for you." I should go and say thank you. ”

Iyeta nodded, waved at him, and turned to walk towards the base. Seeing her disappear, Tang Fang walked slowly towards the shade.

"Whoa, whoa......" The breeze was blowing, the pine waves were gusting, and I listened to the sound of bubbling water not far away. Tang Fang raised his head, his gaze through the gaps in the trees, and landed on the sparkling lake.

The breeze raised light waves on the water, the waves were rising, and the sound of the water was like a love story between lovers. A thin veil of moonlight was spread on the beach on the shore, and the slender fluttering flocculents were like night elves in the moonlight. With the beat of the waves, gently swirl and dance gracefully.

On the beach near the edge of the lake, in front of a smooth rock that has been washed by rain, eroded by wind and sun, and worn away almost all the edges and corners. A figure leaned quietly on the stone face, looking at the swaying lake and was silent.

"Is that her?" Tang Fang frowned slightly, wasn't the person in front of him the commander of the special service team, Claire? Lockhart. A woman with a heart as hard as iron and only knows how to command a war will spend a long day weaving bouquets for those soldiers who died in battle? It can't be that Iyeta deliberately lied to him in order to ease the relationship between the two sides, right? After a moment's hesitation, he decided to make a trip.

"Squeak, squeak." The boots made a strange noise as they stepped on the gravel. Claire thought it was Iyeta, her eyes were still looking at the lake in front of her, and she said in an unusually gentle tone that was different from the daytime, "Is it Iyeta?" ”

"It's me." Tang Fang's voice came.

Claire turned her head and looked at him in surprise.

At this moment, the cold light in the girl's eyes has long disappeared, replaced by a complex gaze with sadness, melancholy, and a touch of melancholy, just like the clear lake that flows quietly, tranquil and gentle, soft and long.

The moonlight sprinkled on her waterfall-like hair, which was gently draped over her shoulders, glowed with a warm soft light. Her hand rested lightly on her chest, and the lingering fragrance of white rue flowers remained between her fingers.

Tang Fang saw a beauty under the moon (epiphany) that grew tenaciously in the cracks of the stone and bloomed quietly, quietly stretching its delicate buds under the nourishment of the night breeze and morning dew.

The girl in front of her was really the indifferent female officer who pointed a gun at the head of her companion earlier? No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't connect the two. However, the familiar costumes, familiar voices, and familiar faces fully prove that they are indeed the same person.

The Claire in front of her is clearly a melancholy girl full of heart and sorrow, gentle as water, and infinitely loving.

Tang Fang originally planned to say thank you and leave, but when he saw such a scene, he unconsciously walked up to her and sat down, and said softly: "Those flowers, thank you." ”

"Mm-hmm......" Claire shook her head, casting a deep gaze towards the center of the lake, and said softly, "It's me who should be thanked, you saved so many of us." ”

Is this really that Claire?

The moonlight cast an arc of light on her emaciated face, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and the depths of her crystal beauty shimmered with a pearly pure light. Pure and translucent, like the crystal clear waters of the lake.

"I know what you're thinking." Claire whispered, her legs bent and straightened slightly, her hands folded in front of her knees, like a weak girl shivering in the thunder on a rainy day.

"Do you want to hear a story?"

Claire in front of her is like a sad girl full of worries, and what she needs most is someone to listen to. Listen to her pour out the grievances and hesitations that have been suppressed in her heart for many years.

Tang Fang nodded: "I'm listening." ”

"Twenty-four years ago, a little girl was born on a beautiful planet with seas, lakes, mountains and plains. She has a pair of parents with bright smiles, and a grandfather and grandmother who regard her as the pearl of the palm. There is a small yard with a lawn, a flower bed, and an old banyan tree. There is also a very cute Dalmatian who loves to lick her nose - Gigi. ”

Speaking of which. Claire suddenly smiled, like a rainbow in the sky where the clouds opened and the rain shone brightly, bright and heartwarming.

Originally, she would always be happy, and she would grow up happily. However, when she was 7 years old, a catastrophe struck her hometown, a planet known as Sosya with a reassuring blue ocean. Huge shadows covered the sky, the sea wept, and the wind roared. Bright red blood soaked the Yangtze River, the great river...... Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma......"

Speaking of which. Claire seemed to remember something terrible, and her body trembled uncontrollably, like a helpless girl standing alone under a tree under a bleak rainy night, looking at the empty world.

Tears fell from her beautiful face buried deep in her knees, like a string of pearls, "Bang." Smack. "Tears were splashed on those rain stones.

Tang Fang's heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently pat her shoulder: "It's all over, those things are over......"

He remembered a historical event, the Great Purge of Sosya. If it is official, it should be called a divine judgment. Before Kolkllough I ascended the throne, he worked with his brother Butterfili? Stewart fights for succession to the throne. In the end, in a treacherous court battle, Kirclough I won, and Butterfili was defeated and became a prince of the Far Frontier.

Afterward. When the old emperor died of illness and Kirklough I ascended the throne, he had no sense of brotherhood, and he made things difficult for Butterfili at every turn, weakening his fiefdom again and again, so that the two had a deeper grudge.

It was not until the revolutionary uprising of the Garcia people at the instigation of the Charles Federation that the contradictions between Butterfield and Kirlclogh I finally accumulated to the point of irreconcilability and completely broke out because of the issue of sending troops to suppress it.

Following Garcia's rebels, Butterfili rebelled. Kolclav I hurriedly dispatched a large army to suppress the Butterflake rebels, who were the most threatening to him.

Eventually, under the attack of a large number of princes and dukes' fleets, Butterfili was defeated and fled to the Sulu Empire. In his rage, however, Kirclav I was angry with the people in Butterfili's fiefdom and launched the sensational purge of Sosya in order to make an example of the rebellion of the princes in the future.

Commoners, government officials, and the lesser nobles of Butterfli's feud, as long as they did not escape, were all sent on the bus to hell.

The purge lasted for months, implicating civilians in Butterfili's fiefdom and killing billions. As the capital planet of Butterfili, Sosya has plummeted from 1.3 billion to 500 million, more than half. As a result of the previous experience, the other princes were all in danger, and Colclough I finally sat on his throne as emperor.

Unexpectedly, Claire was an orphan who survived the Great Purge of Sosya, Tang Fang felt sorry for her, couldn't help but get a little closer, and wrapped his left hand around her shoulder.

Claire's body trembled slightly, and then calmed down, Tang Fang's hands were thick and warm, like when she was scared of doing roller coasters when she was a child, her father's arm wrapped around her shoulder from behind, which was reassuring.

"When the flames of war are extinguished and the smoke of gunfire recedes, the little girl who fainted in the ruins due to hunger and cold was rescued by a passing caravan and became one of the wanderers of the stars, like so many refugees who were willing to abandon their homes."

"The man who rescued the little girl was called Marion. Marion? Duncan, a strange old man with a full beard but a good temper and a heavy drinker. ”

"Later, the little girl grew up and became sensible, and like so many people who survived that catastrophe, she was determined to overthrow this decadent and depraved dynasty and restore the sky to Monya."

"As for the bearded man who always accidentally drank too much and overslept and delayed his business, after consulting the aspirations of the teenagers who had reached the age of 18, he sent some of them to the military academy of the Charles Federation. And the little girl who has grown up is one of these people. ”

"Four years later, when they returned from their studies, the little girl who used to be sentimental and always liked to look blankly at the starry sky outside the porthole has grown up, and she has made up her mind to put away the weakness in her heart, become strong, become calm, and become able to carry the burden on her shoulders."

"She was a commander with the lives of hundreds of her comrades on her shoulders, so she could not be weak, not withdrawn, not hot-headed, or give up lightly at any time. No matter how bitter, tired, and heavy the burden is, she has to carry it and bear it by herself. Even if her heart is bleeding and her soul is crying, she will not reveal half of it in front of people. Everyone can escape, they can retreat, but she can't. ”

"She must be like a man, put away the fragility in her heart, face the enemy, face the choice, face the death......"

"You know what, actually...... She was tired, tired, and even though it was only two years, it felt like a lifetime, and it would be nice if she could sleep deeply......"

Listening to Claire's voice getting lower and lower, the softest part of Tang Fang's heart seemed to have been stabbed by a needle. The incident in the evening was that I misunderstood her, but in fact, she had a heart that was far more sensitive and fragile than others.

As a commander, she just forced herself to pretend to be strong.

"Tarossa, you say, is this really the right thing to do? The road to the uprising was full of bones, those fallen comrades, the fallen enemies, they would always appear in my dreams, asking aloud 'why...... Why ......'. ”

"If it were you, how would you answer?"

Tang Fang glanced up at the night sky, and Crotan's two satellites were like a pair of naughty twins, playing hide and seek year after year, day after day.

"Why, in order to have more people, like us, sit quietly on the shore of the mountain lake, look at the bright starry sky without the flickering of artillery fire, and listen to the chirping of insects without the roar of warships."

After ignoring the response for a long time, Tang Fang glanced sideways, and it turned out that this quiet and elegant beauty under the moon had fallen asleep on his shoulder. The breeze blew, driving her golden hair across her cheeks, itchy with a faint fragrance.

"Good Dream ......"