Chapter 097: The Dusty Diary (Part II)

"Thursday, January 4, 1944, light rain.

Time flies, two years have passed.

Yesterday there were eight female dependents, and it was not easy to find them during the war.

Now there are 74 people on the island.

It's crazy that these bunnies are throwing a party and getting me involved.

I'm not interested in that kind of woman who is too sensual.

My fiancée, Anna Roberts, is much prettier than they are.

I haven't seen her for many years, and I don't know if I'm alive or dead, and I haven't heard from her.

According to the news brought by the female dependents, the good news on the front line is frequent.

I guess Fabes is going to perish.

Do you want to stay here or go back to China?

God, forgive me.

It's a good place, I kind of don't want to go back. 』

"Friday, March 10, 1944, fine.

At dusk, a steamer ran aground on the shore.

The people on board were dressed in Fabel uniforms, and there were many of them, at least a hundred.

Pete also confirmed that it was indeed a Fabex ship, most likely a rout deserter

We sent a telegram to the military headquarters and received an order to destroy the enemy at all costs, and reinforcements arrived in three days.

Three days?

Seeing that none of them had cut down wood to build a house, it was likely that they would leave after resting.

The flames of war have devoured everyone's loved ones, and now that they have a chance for revenge, they can't wait for reinforcements.

These dog offal, which caused the war, must pay the price they deserve!

To be honest, it was a bit difficult to attack head-on, there were too many of them.

Fortunately, the people of Fabeth have not yet discovered us.

That's all for today.

Hopefully everyone will come back alive and God willing. 』

"Saturday, March 11, 1944, fine.

The deserters of Fabel were beaten into a sieve by us on the beaches of the south bank, and they deserved it!

Without cover, they are completely live targets.

There was a guy who seemed to be an officer, and he swam into the dense forest on the west bank with more than a dozen soldiers.

We really can't spare people, so we have to let them go.

At the cost of twenty people, more than 100 people were annihilated, which was completely beyond our expectations.

There was quite a lot of stuff on board, drinks, food, weapons, and gold bars.

But that's not the most important thing.

I found a woman in an iron cage, with black hair and green eyes, very beautiful.

From the first sight, I knew that I was completely in love with her.

On the back of her right hand, there is a beautiful ring-shaped snake tattoo.

Ayyua!

What a beautiful name.

Now we can't take it lightly, the Fabeis in the West Bank jungle are a big problem.

We have an advantage in numbers, and we solved what they were saying first. 』

Ronan saw the word serpentine tattoo and his fingers stiffened slightly.

His brow furrowed, and he bit his lip as if he was thinking about something

In the middle of the night, he turned to the next page.

"Monday, March 13, 1944, light rain.

These damn Fabes!

They actually went around to the main island and attacked the ancient castle.

The castle was condescending, the brothers could not enter it, suffered heavy casualties, and the life and death of the female dependents inside were uncertain.

Listen to Robert, he knows a secret passage to the castle.

Tonight, let's kill these dogs!'

"Tuesday, March 14, 1944, fine.

These damn Fabes, who are simply mad, actually use women and children to block bullets!

All the women in the castle were sacrificed, and they were subjected to inhuman abuse before they died.

Thankfully, we managed to wipe out the mob of crumbs.

Pete is taking people. Take out your anger on these evil guys.

Of the fifty brothers who came together, only eight remain.

The promised reinforcements were nowhere to be seen, and I don't know what happened.

Clark's telegraph, none of us can use it, and no one knows what's going on outside.

It feels like it's an island. 』

"Wednesday, March 15, 1944, fine

Early in the morning, I was woken up by Pete.

Jackson, who was guarding her last night, was bitten to death by a poisonous snake from nowhere.

Everyone said that Ayuya was an ominous daughter and would bring an ominous.

Fart!

The island's snake nest has long been cleared, and most of the snakes came from ships.

A large living person was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, and he can only be blamed for his poor care.

Pete was a little upset with me, his right ear was pierced by a stray bullet, but it was fine.

The brothers who lived and died together are all gone.

Ayuya will not give up easily.

Never!'

"Thursday, March 16, 1944, cloudy.

We buried the bodies of our brothers on the South Bank and buried our daughters beside them.

Due to Jackson's death, the group is very unfriendly to Ayuya.

Pete told me that there was an abandoned bomb shelter on the main island where Ayuya could be kept.

I'm curious why, for more than two years, no one has informed me about the bomb shelter.

Pete said it was their former gun room.

Oh, these fishy bunnies.

From today onwards, I will be in charge of Ayuya's diet.

It took a lot of effort to move the iron cage and chain, and there were not enough manpower to do anything.

She wanted to go on a hunger strike, but it didn't work, I had a way to pry her mouth open. 』

"Sunday, March 19, 1944, fine.

Reinforced submarines finally arrived, and it is said that the front line began to counterattack and was undermanned.

These vicious dogs, who eat people and do not spit out bones, forcibly 'borrowed' a large amount of good wine from the Fabelis ship after collecting the spoils.

Thankfully, we hid the bars ahead of time.

When they were gone, the seven of us began to divide evenly.

Money, it's a terrible thing.

Maguire and Hank were the other five who plotted to steal my and Pitt's share.

As a chief, what's wrong with taking two copies?

These insatiable guys were killed by Pete and I at our own hands.

I can't believe it, I used to call them brothers, it's disgusting. 』

......

"Monday, August 21, 1944, fine.

The canned meat on the ship ran out.

I'm going to take the money back to the United States and bring some servants back.

Ayuya's attitude towards me has improved, but the language barrier makes it impossible to communicate more deeply.

It's almost winter, and I want to buy her some warm clothes.

Everything on the island is left to Pete. 』

"Wednesday, November 8, 1944, light rain.

Today is my third return to the United States.

The country's economy is in a depression, all industries are waiting to be developed, and the people are displaced and hungry.

As a member of the United States, I had to do more.

The gold bars on the island, as well as the Wright's former family property, add up to a huge sum of money.

Anyway, if you can help, you can help, you can't watch the country collapse. 』

"Sunday, February 11, 1945, fine.

This is my seventh return to the United States.

Perhaps in appreciation of my contribution to the economic recovery, the sergeant secretly slipped me a document before I left.

The nameless island has been granted as my private property, but nominally, it remains under the jurisdiction of the State.

Not only that, but Anna Roberts' uncle contacted me and said she had moved to Chicago.

God, I've almost forgotten what this fiancée looks like. 』

"Saturday, April 28, 1945, heavy rain.

When the news of Roosevelt's death was broadcast on the radio, I didn't believe it.

How could a big man who led the country get up from the quagmire die suddenly?

Without his arrangement, I would not be where I am today.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is the most respected person in my life, not one of them.

Now, I am really uncomfortable, and I really want to visit the village of Hyde where he is buried, and give my heart to it.

As I wrote this, an idea suddenly struck me.

If my brothers were still alive, they would definitely scold me.

Anyway, the White family is a thing of the past, and I am the only one in the clan, and I don't need to ask for other people's opinions.

Let the name Bruce White sink into the sea of history.

Starting today, I'm going to have a brand new name.

It's better to call it ...... Roosevelt Bruce?'