CEO daddy,I love you three thousand times

"Are you confused? How can someone call you in this place?"

The leader came up to him and gave him a push.

He looked at the distance blankly, and thought about it.

This is hell.

Who's going to come to hell looking for people.

He returned to the garrison with the hard to find supplies.

The children here, with their bare arms, are running happily in the sun, and the laughter comes to their ears, which makes people think that there is something desirable here.

The distribution of materials is still far from enough.

"I have to look for it again in the afternoon. There are too many people and there is not enough food. They fight on both sides, regardless of their lives. "

He listened, nodded and handed the things in his hand to the children around him.

The child shook his head, although his eyes looked eagerly at the piece of food, but he never reached out.

"No?" He asked softly.

"You You have the strength to protect us after eating. Our children will be full after eating a little. We can't eat more... "

If a child is sensible, it is distressing.

When they were young, they had seen the most terrible things in the world.

"I'm not hungry. Eat."

He rubbed the child's head, and finally, he carefully took the meat can, happy to share with others.

He looked at it and felt it.

He didn't know why he was here. Seeing those children, he seemed to find the meaning of his existence.

He wanted to protect them.

But why protect I can't tell.

He seems to have promised someone.

She wanted to protect the country, so he did it for her Protect the country.

“6308！” He was called.

He came back to himself. During this time, he had accepted that he had no name, and his number was 6308.

This is a spontaneous organization formed by the local residents, rescuing children, plundering materials and racing with death in the war.

Adults here, men and women, are always ready to fight.

They just want to live.

He turned and looked at the thin girl in front of him.

Her name is Mona. She is one of the few doctors here, and she is also the object of special protection.

Because there are too few doctors here.

"What's the matter?"

"You need to go out and look for supplies every day. As a result, you give them all the food. What do you do?"

"I'm not hungry."

"Are you iron? I don't know if I'm hungry? "

Mona worried said, afraid that sooner or later, he will faint because of hunger.

He didn't like to talk, and his face seemed to have the words "no strangers".

If it wasn't for his good sniping, bravery and resourcefulness, he avoided the war several times and escaped, no one would like to see him.

He looked at it. He was obviously a very gentle person, but it made people feel lonely and strange.

But once you are familiar with it, you will understand that he is also a warm-hearted person.

He lost his memory and really didn't know how to be friendly to others.

He didn't know his name or where he came from.

He is an oriental face, which seems to be out of place in this group of black and white people.

It's like he's a soldier. It's like he's not.

It was Mona who saved himself. It was near the mine pit. His back was bleeding, and his back was bleeding because of the impact.

Saving him alone almost cost the medical supplies of the whole team.

Mona said it was a miracle that he could live, and felt that he could create more miracles.

And he just wants to know who he is, not a string of numbers as a code.