Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 883, Exactly the same face
Video camera changes.

In the white snow, it was Zuo who was talking to himself.

Zuo: "I knew that my father would not say those words without a reason. My father, who told me to continue to participate in the flight mission, probably didn't understand why he said those words. But I roughly guessed it before I took off."

The camera zooms in on the vast snowfield, and you can see people lying all over the place, they have turned into crystal ice sculptures.

Zuo: "This scene seemed to have been stored in my mind before I took off. Until I saw this scene and the locker opened, this scene was imprinted in my mind. What else can I say? The war was not started by soldiers, but the blood was borne by soldiers. Little Fuka is gone, and our whole family is grieving for him. Then where are the families of these people who have lived in subtropical climates all year round in the snow grieving? They are all the same lives. Some of them may even be anti-war activists. This is the meaning of my father's words leading me here. This reversal is as vulgar as the bad plot in a shoddy movie, but it hits my heart directly and is very real."

"Sir, Major!"

A voice came from the communicator.

Zuo: "What's the matter?"

"Sir, living life has been spotted nearby. The location has been sent to you. Please fire your weapons."

Zuo was shocked: "Do you know what you are saying?"

The other party was even more shocked: "Sir, the country has reorganized us into a team. Civilian transport planes, any large or small civilian planes that can carry people and supplies, military transport planes, and fighter planes. In our team, you are the only one driving a fighter plane, and you are the only one carrying weapons. Others have no weapons. The weapons that were previously on the military transport planes have also been removed. The reason given by the country is that the wind and snow will protect us to a greater extent, because we wear more than others, and areas without warm clothes do not require us to carry more weapons. And you led us here, and also protected our safety. So, please fire your weapons."

Zo: "Soldier! I didn't notice you or you were threatened, why did you alert me to fire my weapon?"

The other party was even more shocked: "Sir, this is a hostile country!"

Zuo: "Is this the reason for firing weapons? Do you command me, or do I command you?"

The other party hesitated and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that we changed our commander before we took off. You are a major, a major, and a major. The following is what the original owner of the fighter jet told us. He said that the enemy is the enemy, and we should never have illusions about any enemy. After we rush to the enemy's war zone, the soldiers will capture their vital signs and I will kill them. When everything around us is dead silent, the soldiers who collect supplies will always be safe. From now on, if there is any blame, I will bear it. It's settled, soldiers, revenge for our fallen comrades, today."

Zuo let out a long breath and murmured, "I understand now. I understand even more clearly why I quit the flight mission. My father said those words to me again. My plane was taken away, and I temporarily boarded a plane that was ready to take off but had no owner. That's right, it's like this. I need to think carefully about what the true meaning of war is and how we should view it."

"Sir, please forgive us for not understanding what you are saying."

Zuo: "It has nothing to do with you. The soldier is calling His Highness Rod. He is calling His Highness Rod. I know he is on a secret mission, but this is an emergency call."

"Sir, the commander of several airports in this country is Her Royal Highness Princess Helen. Why don't you try calling her?"

Zuo: "Thank you, soldier, but the princess cannot understand my feelings. Calling His Highness Rod, I know you are carrying out a secret mission, but this is an emergency call."

Half an hour later.

Rhodes: "What the hell are you doing, Zo? You know I'm on a secret mission, and you keep calling me on the secret channel?"

Zuo: "I'm sorry, sir, I hope I didn't disturb your work."

Rhodes: "The work has come to an end. Our team is quite fast and has hidden the scientists in a safe office building. Unfortunately, it is across the street from the Public Security Bureau, which is not very safe."

Zuo: "Please be careful and stay alert."

Rhodes: "Thank you, I have asked the company for help, please send someone to transport the goods as soon as possible, I have other people to pick up. Now, I have plenty of time to talk to you, how do you want me to punish you?"

Zuo: "According to the terms, I have the right to appeal."

Rod: "Please tell me. I hope your reason will impress me."

Zuo: "The plane I temporarily boarded was numbered. Its original owner originally planned to fly a fighter jet to a designated area, which is our hostile country, and then launch weapons to destroy all life that could be found. He said that this would make it safer for soldiers to collect supplies, and the enemy is the enemy."

Rhode was annoyed: "I really don't understand why you are all senior officers, but what kind of brains do you have? Look further ahead. This is a global natural disaster, and the end of the world is coming! Under the leadership of the wise president, we are lucky to have established the Snowstorm Base with more than 100 countries. We may be the last fire of mankind on this planet, with a total of more than 7 billion fires. So many fires may need laundry workers, cleaners, cooks or slaves. The outer wall of the base may need to be repaired by people who would rather die than let you and me feel heartbroken. Do you and I want our compatriots and the soldiers we have trained to do these things? The weather will be even worse in the future, and there will be more countries in the snow as if they were in an uninhabited place. We can easily find a large number of survivors, give them a little food and medicine, and give them a chance to live. They will be very willing to work in the base and work like cows and horses for our hard-working people and soldiers in the past. Who doesn't want to survive? Fool! The lives that you can kill with a weapon have greater value, and these values ​​are what we need right now. You are a senior officer, not a soldier who knows nothing!"

Zuo: "Uh, sir, you should be scolding the unlucky guy whose plane I took away, right? I didn't call you urgently to be scolded. Besides, if you scold him too late, he may be sitting in another plane and firing weapons."

Rhodes cursed, "Weapons cost money! Whoever fires a weapon without permission will have his salary paid from his payroll card."

A voice rang out beside him: "Sir, we are across from the Public Security Bureau. This is not a safe area."

Rhode's voice became quieter: "Zuo, go do your work. I'm going to talk to that unlucky guy."

Zuo: “Okay.”

Zuo: "Soldiers, listen to my orders now."

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know whether you enabled sharing intentionally or not. We all heard what His Royal Highness Rhodes, the ninth heir to the throne of our country, said."

Zuo: "What do you think now?"

"Sir, our wages are not high and we cannot afford to fire weapons. We will enter the ground and start taking away the laundry workers, cleaners, servants and people repairing the outer walls. Oh, we will start the rescue now. Please agree."

Zuo: "Go, soldiers, good luck to you, and bring back more people to repair the exterior wall." An hour later.

"Sir, what do you think of the laundry workers in ten or twenty years?"

Zuo paused: "The child is the only one alive here?"

"Everyone who could leave this city has left. Only one orphanage has some children alive. At the gate, you can see traces of fighting and blood from people crawling after falling down. Several respected ladies died there. We call them respected ladies because we can see from the scene that they found food. When they came back, someone ambushed them in the orphanage. They were killed and their food was taken away, but they still crawled forward desperately and finally fell on the door of the basement. We speculate that they still wanted to protect the children. The above is just our speculation, but when you come to the scene and look at the snow, you will not be able to help but dig up some snow to look for clues. In the end, we also think that they are respected ladies. Under their bodies, we found a group of children in the basement. Most of them are babbling, and several seven-year-old children are taking care of them."

Zuo: "This damn snowstorm, oh no, I don't know if the snowstorm is damnable, but at least we are alive, while a large number of people in the neighboring country have fallen. Eh. I suddenly feel more balanced. This is probably another reason why I continue to participate in the flight mission."

"Me too, sir."

Zuo: "What?"

"I am a veteran who has participated in many wars. I lost comrades, friends, and superiors when fighting against the country on this land. I lost a lot. Your fighter's original commander specially selected me to join his team. He might have thought that I had a lot of hatred. But when I came here and saw people falling down, on the streets and corners, everywhere, and I was wearing warm clothes and happily stepped on this land. My heart was instantly balanced and I felt happy."

Zuo was silent for a moment and said, "Then let's take these laundry workers and cleaners from ten or twenty years from now back with us."

"Sir, we have to feed these laundry workers who will be here ten or twenty years from now first. They are starving."

Zuo: "Okay, we should bring all kinds of food and medical teams."

"Yes, sir. The medical team is coming soon. They are bringing milk powder and bottles. Let's prepare some hot water first. Oh, sir, can you believe it? Among these laundry workers in ten or twenty years, there may be scientists or geniuses."

Zuo: "But they have to serve our country."

"Yes, haha, because we saved them."

After a moment of silence in the communicator, Zuo said again: "This is probably the meaning of my coming here. I understand. Now I can calmly walk off the plane and find a piece of snow that looks clean, that is, a place where there are no fallen people or animals around, to pay tribute to my little Fuka. My dear brother, please let your soul follow me home."

Ten days later.

A resonant voice: "Zuo, I'm your father, do you hear me? The airport said you have time to talk to us now."

Zuo: "I heard you, Dad, please speak."

"Is the snow outside still kind?"

Zuo: "Dad, the temperature is minus 30 degrees Celsius all over the world, and the snowstorm is more ferocious than wild animals. We are riding the latest snowstorm plane invented by the base based on Dr. Li Qi's new technology. It is very bumpy and feels very uncomfortable. The base said that the second generation of planes will be released soon. I am looking forward to it in my dreams."

"Did you dream about your brother?"

Zuo: "Dad, just tell me straight."

"Okay, kid, we just heard the day before yesterday that you rescued a group of children, and your mother suddenly wanted to go and see them. We have been working so hard these days, and the base construction really needs more manpower. I hope you and the pilots can bring back more people. It's too hard, and I also want to relax, so I asked your mother to go and see them. We specifically noted that we would only visit the group you brought back. In the end, have you seen those children?"

Zuo: "Dad, I wasn't always in the cockpit. I helped pick up the kids when they got on the plane. Later, I saw every one of them."

“Then you should know.”

Zuo's voice trembled a little: "Yes, there is a boy who looks like Xiao Fuka, exactly like him when he was a child. Dad, I saw it. The reason why I didn't tell you and mom is that he is from a hostile country. I was afraid that you and mom would be sad if you saw him."

"Child, you must not have unwrapped his little swaddling clothes to take a closer look."

Zuo: "Not really. Before he boarded the plane, I had just finished paying tribute to Xiao Fuka. I asked his soul to come home with me. Then, since I was on the snow, next to the plane, when they boarded the plane, I caught a glimpse. I felt a throbbing feeling that made me want to go and take a look, so I went to take a look. Dad, that's it."

"He is a native of this country, my child."

Zuo: "No! This is impossible."

"Child, when your mother and I went to see these children, the medical staff talked about one of them being from our country. Out of curiosity, we asked them to point it out. We went over to take a look, and then your mother couldn't leave him anymore. I could only go by myself to find out the origin of this child. There was a letter sewn into his swaddling clothes. His parents were border residents affected by the war. They ran in the wrong direction during the war and ended up living in a hostile country. They wanted to come back, but the border was tense and they couldn't cross. After giving birth to this child, the couple both fell ill. When they were seriously ill, they sent the child to an orphanage and sewed a letter stating their nationality. Child, we are the Hanba Federation. We have many nationalities. The war caused some of our people to drift to hostile countries. As a result, neighboring countries also have people of the same nationality as us, but their origins cannot be the same. According to the letter, this child is of the same nationality as us. According to the origins of his parents, he is from our country."

Zuo was speechless for a long time.

"Child, you can go to a hostile country to rescue and bring back your compatriots. Your mother and I are grateful to you for bringing back little Fuka. We decided to adopt him. The hospital asked us to seek the opinions of older children. What do you think about this?"

Zuo: "If you are willing to call him Little Fuka II, I agree."

"Ok."

　Everyone please take care of your health during the dog days of summer. See you tomorrow.

　　(End of this chapter)