How many years?

How many years have passed since I left that cold island? Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info.

My name is, uh, by the way, what's my name?

Sorry, no one has called me by that name for too long, so, can you give me some time to think about what my name is?

"Got you! Hurry up! ”

In the cold cafeteria, there were people lined up in front of the windows, from the place where the food was served, all the way to the outside of the gate, to the cold courtyard where it was snowing, and he had been lining up for a long time, and finally arrived.

"Ah, coming right away, sorry, I'm coming, coming!"

"Smack!"

The frozen white bread fell on the empty plate, and this stone, nay, bread harder than a stone, was the boy's food for the day. However, it is enough, in such a war era, what is not satisfied with being able to have a meal to eat, outside, not only how many people can't even eat a meal a day?

"Huh~~~Huh~~~"

Living in a cell-like room, put the snow on the bars in an iron fist, let it melt, and then stain it with hard bread, which is not hot and a little dirty, but at least it makes the bread softer and not chokes to death.

It's cold here, but people don't have much to wear, because there aren't so many clothes for people to wear, just like there isn't so much food for people to eat.

"Uhhh

I softened the noodles with my mouth, and forcibly swallowed it, and every time I ate this food, it was like walking through the ghost gate, because no one knew if I would choke to death in the next bite.

Raise your head and look at the room, the only light source, the small iron window.

The boy didn't know where he came from, he didn't know who his parents were, maybe they didn't, and as a pauper, having status was a luxury. Yes, extravagant, for him the most important and precious treasure of this world, neither money nor great power, but a name, a name that belongs to him.

Looking at the iron window, looking out at the little pale sky.

'It must be cold outside, right?' ’

But.

I really want to go outside.

Really, I want to go outside...

That's what I was like when I was younger, and where I grew up, a cold, sad relief camp, but in reality, it wasn't a good place.

At that time, I didn't understand anything, but I longed for the future more than anyone else, what tomorrow would be, what kind of life would be in the next moment, even if I faced the cold iron gate every day, even if I spent most of the day curled up in the corner of the cell in order to survive, because everyone here knew that it was good to fall asleep, and if you fell asleep, you wouldn't be hungry, and if you fell asleep, you wouldn't feel cold.

The only world I have is the lonely bars and the restricted opportunity to leave the cell every day.

But even so, I am still optimistic, believing that tomorrow will be better than today, better than now, and I have always believed so...

However...

"Ah!!h

"A miracle, it's a miracle!" In the laboratory where the pen was sealed, a group of people in scientific research suits were surrounding a bound boy, the boy was lying on the bed, but the blood stained the whole bed red, he wailed, roared, and screamed in pain, not only did not let the group retreat, but exchanged more feverishly.

"He can succeed, so he is not dead, he will definitely succeed!"

"Ah, yes, quick, get the knife!"

"Cut open his head, let's look at his brain!"

"Ahh Ahh Ah~~~"

"It's too noisy, hey, who's that, by the way, what about anesthetics, who forgot to inject anesthetics, no wonder it's so noisy since just now!"

"Anesthesia? What are you kidding, this dose is enough for 10 black loaves of bread, anesthetize this group of people, you are crazy?! ”

"It's a big deal to save the old ones, starve to death a few, quickly, if you don't fight again...

"Uh, dead?"

Yes, dead.

"Alas, another one died, tsk!"

Yes, another one died.

"Today's progress is good, find another one tomorrow, well, it's about the same as today's."

This place is not just a relief camp, here, it is a research institute, a special research institute, they are experimenting with living people, no one knows what these people are studying, the only thing they know is that people disappear inexplicably every day. And I, too, did not escape, was chosen by those madmen.

"Ah!!h

There was no anesthesia, directly on your body when you were awake, and the operation was made, I don't know how I survived, I just know, I, don't want to die... In the end, I survived, the first person to come back alive from that place, one, a successful test subject. Since then, I don't know how many experiments have been conducted, how many times, inhumane torture.

From the age of seven to the age of ten, those three years were the most painful, but also the most fulfilling years I have ever experienced.

They instilled a lot of knowledge in me, from navigation, to strategy, to militarized management, and most importantly, brainwashing, how to be a soldier, how to carry out orders like a soldier, obey the arrangements of superiors, when to move forward, when to move forward, when to move forward, when to move forward. In the dictionary they gave me, there was no such thing as backwards, I just kept moving forward, and I was fine.

And at that time, they asked me to command a fleet, and they said it was a simulation, just a simulation.

Then, I won, with a fleet far worse than the other side, I won the other side, both in terms of the quality of the ship and the armament of the battleship, it was far superior to our fleet.

"Great!"

"It worked, we made it!"

"With him, with him, we won't lose, we won't lose again!!"

Growing up with the concept of absolute obedience to the recipient, I didn't know, and I couldn't understand, why a win in a mock exercise could make these people happy like that, but, for me, that's enough, because I can make them happy, I can make them happy: 'Is this the value, my value?' ’

Me, is it valuable?

As long as there is value, I can continue to live, and when the value reaches a certain level, I will no longer be ignored, and maybe, maybe at that time, they will give me a name.

Name, that's a name.

Will I have a name, I will have it, they will definitely give it to me, right?

"From today onwards, you are our secret weapon!"

The secret weapon?

So, what about the name, even if there is no name, what about the codename, there should always be a codename, right?

It's a code name, even if it's a code name!

But there is no such thing, for them, I don't need that kind of thing, a weapon is a weapon, there is no need for a name, because when people have a name, they will stand on their own feet, they will be selfish, and people without a name will be easier to be controlled by them. Since then, my job has been to help them take command, to command the simulation game, and to fight against different opponents, all of whom are bound to be powerful enemies.

Then, every time they defeat the other party and win, they will cheer, they will show excitement, and even crazy smiles, but what am I fighting against, who is the enemy, who is the enemy who is fighting with me?

It's like I don't know each other, and the other party doesn't know that I exist.

But the enemy knows me very well, they know that there is an unknown commander, he commands the ships and fleets of this place, and then let them again and again, let the people who are enemies of this place, return, he has a very terrible tactical command ability, but, very strangely, so far, he has not shown strategic talent, like, it is like this commander is locked in a completely closed room, every time he just shows him the current battle, or even a naval battle.

Don't give him the current world situation, so that he has no chance to carry out strategic defense at all, but passively, fight a game, count a game.

Based on this key point, the enemy carried out a strategic encirclement and suppression, and when we had no chance to get information, they directly attacked the island, and then, destroyed everything here.

Many people died in that war, but I survived. Isn't it ironic that I survived because of the enclosed room, which neutralized most of the firepower, so that I did not die under enemy shelling. At that time, I thought about suicide, as a soldier, I deserved to be buried when my country and territory were wiped out, and everyone who knew me died.

I don't have a name, for such a me, if there are no people who know me and know me, then do I still have any meaning in life, and where is the meaning of my existence?

"There's someone over there, quick, get the boat over!"

"It's too slow!" Suddenly, a figure jumped down from the cruise ship, she was a ship girl: "Child? Are you alright, kid? ”

I was saved by the enemy's shipwive.

"My name is Ark Royal," the maiden placed a plate of food in front of the boy in the room on the cruise ship, "Are you a resident of the island?" ”

Looking at the girl, looking at the food on the tray, the boy choked up, but years of military-like education, he didn't dare, and he wouldn't take it, even if he was hungry, even if he hadn't even seen these foods, obviously, the Royal Ark also saw this, only to see her smile gently: "It's okay, the food here is for you." ”

"Yes, eat?"

"Yes, you can eat it!"

Looking at the eyes of the Royal Ark, the next moment, the boy quickly grabbed the soft and clean bread, and then desperately stuffed it into his mouth, the taste of the bread was the best thing he had ever eaten in his life, it was very gentle here, he had never lived in such a warm room, and the Royal Ark, she was very gentle, very kind to the boy, just like that, sister...

"Alright, eat slowly, don't choke, no one will rob you," said the Royal Ark, stroking the boy's head with his hand and asking, "By the way, I don't know what your name is, can you tell me?" ”

A child, only ten years old, even if it is the Royal Ark, will not have superfluous thoughts, such a child, will know how many things about that island, as for whether he will be the key person on the island, are you kidding her, a ten-year-old child, how could it be someone on that island, not to mention, even if he really is, but you look at his dress, look at his attitude towards the environment, such a person, the Royal Ark has seen it in the Indian Ocean before, that is a slave.

This child, most likely, is a slave ...

"I," the boy's gaze dimmed, as if at this moment, even the delicious bread had lost its appeal: "There is no name. ”

Really.

The Royal Ark is also very helpless, she is just a ship girl, to be honest, in fact, it is the same as the boy, she does not have her own name, the Royal Ark is the name of the battleship, not her name, in this regard, they are actually very similar, but, looking at the boy's lost expression, the Royal Ark suddenly thought of something, she asked: "You, do you want a name?" ”

Do you want a name?

"Yes, I want it!" The boy suddenly grabbed the hand of the Royal Ark excitedly: "You can do anything, I want a name, can you give me a name?" ”

"I, can't, but someone can!" The Royal Ark looked at the boy solemnly and said, "But, this may make you pay for your life." ”

"I'm willing, even if I'm allowed to die, I'm willing!"

Even if I die, I am willing to 。。。。。。

Is that the kid? Don't have a name? That's right, just let him go! ’

'Yes, Admiral. ’

More than twenty days later, standing in the harbor of the Naval Academy Island, I took the letter of acceptance and became a sailor, Tervakovsky, this is my name, but it is not just my name, he is also the owner of this letter of acceptance, and the name of a boy as old as me at the time, the biological son of the Admiral of the Royal Ark.

Yes, I am a stand-in, a substitute for the Admiral's son, to go to the academy to be trained, to be examined, and finally to get through all the difficulties, and to take the diploma and the Admiral's certificate back to the real owner of the name, the stand-in.

"Work hard, remember to eat on time, don't get too tired, take your time, winter is coming, wear more clothes, and... The Royal Ark kept telling and caring about this boy who longed for existence and recognition just like herself, but she felt guilty because she had done this to the boy: "Also, I'm sorry. ”

"Don't say you're sorry, Sister Royal Ark!"

Yes, there is no need to say I'm sorry, because at that time, I was really happy: "I have a name, I have a name!" ”

Even if it's just a false name, someone else's name can only have a name that is less than six or seven years old, but at that time, it was more precious to me than anything else, and it made people happy and excited: "My name is Terva, and from today on, I am Terva!" "No longer the who, no longer a weapon with only value and no name, my name is Tervakovsky, a naval recruit who has come here to study, a human being who can remain in everyone's memory! (To be continued.) )