death of hope

Chapter 182 "Corporate Warrior" (98) Various battlefields

Lynch's Notepad
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During the night, the wounded were carried to a cleared safe area, including me.

The Tadalin sniper's bullet pierced through the upper collarbone and came out from behind. Although it didn't hurt any internal organs, it also bruised the flesh.

Later, I woke up with pain.

The effect of the anesthetic had worn off, and big beads of sweat rolled down, soaking the quilt.

The place where the shot was shot was burning like someone spilled alcohol on it,

It was pitch black, and I heard many wounded people wailing beside me, and I wanted to vent,
But I can't do that, I can't embarrass the Spartan company,

Unknowingly, I have firmly tied my honor and disgrace to the banner of this collective.

I was no longer a stupid mule who had to be whipped to work, but a man willing to suffer for the collective.

Sharing weal and woe, I think, this may be the effect that military academy instructors have been pursuing.

I gritted my teeth, endured the pain for a long time, and didn't make a sound.

I told myself that I had to act like a real man,
The soldiers of the Spartan company will not cry because of this little pain.

Perhaps because of the high fever, I started to think wildly, and my memories became a little confused.

When I was a teenager, I dreamed of becoming a football star, holding the ball for touchdowns, and making the audience cheer for me, but the dream was shattered.
I became mature, numb...overwhelmed.

After these days of fighting, I have vaguely seen the dawn, which is not a dream, but also the direction of progress.

I think, I—

Marcus Lynch,
Citizens of the Federation of Terra,

son of a poor miner,
I belong here
Belonging to the Federal Army,

In the barracks, no one would laugh at me for my face, or my origin,

Brothers encourage and support each other, and live and die together.

I have an idea, after the war it's not like most people go home and work with the recovery money,
I... want to go to officer school, like my company commander, Johnny Blazer,
Be a professional soldier.

Turning around, the pain subsided, the fever subsided, and I became sober,

After taking a nap, when I wrote these words, I confirmed that I was not thinking about it last night,
Where can an ugly bastard like me who no one loves go but the military family?

I decided to do it that way, until the end of my mother's pension and enough money for my sister's dowry,
I fought recklessly like Johnny, died on the battlefield as a veteran, and died for the benefit of mankind.

At that time, I will have a resting place on the green lawn of the cemetery, buried in a coffin covered with the flag of the Federation of Terra,

Some military officers saluted my tombstone, some honor guards in uniform fired guns for me, and comrades in arms blew out the lights for me.

There must be a girl who wipes a tear of sympathy for the war hero,

At that point, birth and looks become unimportant.

How beautiful, how heroic, just perfect!
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The injury healed quickly, and the journey continued.

The military doctor told me that our video has become popular, with more than [-] million likes, and the video publisher, media website, and advertising company have all made a lot of money.

I haven't experienced it before, and it feels good to be an Internet celebrity. There are always nurses who come to us to sign,

This made Johnny, an old pervert, so happy that he secretly peeked into his collar when he was signing, what a disgraceful guy.

By the way, the kid who took the video of us fighting in the forest,
Rogers, a war correspondent, actually won the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism and became a top celebrity in the journalism world.

What is exasperating is that this little bastard left without a word in order to win the prize, and went back to his news company headquarters to get promoted.

In the end, none of the video’s huge advertising dividends were paid to our client, and we didn’t even make a phone call.

Mad Dog Johnny cursed angrily:

"Rogers! This little son of a bitch, when I get back, I have to get you out of the office and kick your fat ass!"

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The battle is going well,

The 104th Division is at the northern end of the pincer offensive, and now we are about to encircle and join Army Group South.

As we approached the capital of the Tal'darines, the resistance that we met was of course increasing.

At night, the enemy seized every opportunity to launch a surprise attack, drilled out of the underground tunnels, and hunted down the lone fighters.

Another old classmate of Johnny, the quiet and talented Second Lieutenant Griffin was brutally murdered.

This handsome guy wearing glasses was killed when he went out to urinate at night. The process was extremely cruel.

When we arrived, the murderer had already fled,
Lieutenant Griffin's dick and two meatballs were cut off by the serrated dagger of the Tadarin, and that's not the end,
The murderer peeled off the scalp, sawed the skull, placed Griffin's dick and meatballs on top of the brain tissue, and sprinkled a few pink flower petals for decoration.

A leaf was left next to it, with crooked human characters written on it:
"This is what happens to the invaders, go home, Terra human puppies!"

This time, it really drove Johnny crazy, he was really furious and scolded non-stop.

In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, the company commander ordered us not to go out to the toilet alone, and all eating, drinking and toileting must be carried out within the fire cover area.
This is good, the number of victims has not decreased, but the sanitary conditions have worsened.
Every time the camp is set up, the stench is stinky, and small alien flying insects like flies are flying all over the sky, buzzing and annoying.

So far, 35 unknown infectious diseases have spread in the army, and the speed of vaccine development is far behind the speed of discovering new viruses.

Panic began to spread,
Perhaps, before the enemy's cold gun killed me, I had to be killed by the infectious disease in the hot and humid jungle.

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Today we have a savior,
It is a pity that it is not a hero of mankind, but a traitor to the enemy.

Even among the Tadarin people who fanatically believe in primitive religions, quite a few are greedy for life and afraid of death.
These Tadarin traitors feel that it is stupid to resist the powerful human legion, and it will only cause the family and children to be buried together. It is better to take the initiative to serve the human legion, and maybe they can save their lives after the war. .

The command calls these submissive locals "tour guides" and fully welcomes them,

Providing food and shelter to their families, and even promising post-war positions, made them serve the Human Legion wholeheartedly.

The "tour guide" we assigned was named Tata Ku Karaluru Bangalao,
A typical Tadarin male name, with a short, punchy pronunciation.

Since this man is carrying a green indigenous shield with fluffy pendants, it seems that his wife made it for him to pray for blessings.

So Johnny gave him an insulting nickname, "Green Turtle".

Everyone thought it was funny, so they all followed suit. This guy is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and he dare not lose his temper at all.

The green turtle is about 70 years old.
Tadarin people have a slow metabolism and a long lifespan. His age is only about 35 years old, which is equivalent to that of human beings. He is in the middle-aged crisis stage.

The green fur turtle is 2.2 meters tall, much taller than me.

But the weight has lost more than three times, as thin as sorghum stalks,

He is not an ordinary person, he is a top elite intellectual among the Tadarin people. He was sent by the government to study in an alien planet since he was a child. His education is equivalent to our postdoctoral fellow. He can speak several alien languages, including humans.

The "Green Turtle" thinks that their Tadarim's local culture is quite backward, extremely ignorant and conservative, they worship those illusory ancient gods all day long, they don't know the importance of developing technology, and most industrial products have to be imported.

He said that after the war, he would apply to live in a human colony and work for the Terra Federation for the rest of his life.

Although the green turtle tried its best to please all of us, with a smile on his face, he put on an attitude of being willing to work for human beings.

But none of the brothers thought highly of him, they punched, kicked and scolded him loudly. .

"Hmph! Spineless guy! Traitor! Although those Tadarin holy warriors are uneducated, they are much more bloody than this guy!" Oleg said:

"The old saying is true," Johnny said, smoking a cigar, "Whenever more dogs are slaughtered in righteousness, they are all scholars.

Brothers, be optimistic about this guy. If he can betray his compatriots today, he can betray us tomorrow. "

(End of this chapter)