Chapter 115: The Grip of the Stars
The search and rescue mission did not last long, and of course there were not many survivors rescued, because almost all the people lying on the ground were replenished by the British army with a few bullets, and like the one who was lucky enough to be stuck under the car at the beginning, there were only a few lucky ones, and the situation of the remaining rescued people was not optimistic, and it is difficult to say whether they could survive to the end.
In the evening, the members of the Trood team sat around and watched the fire burn silently, and there was no longer the joyous atmosphere of last night, only deathly silence.
While everyone was looking down at the fire, Alicia raised her head, stretched out her hand diagonally upward, and scratched at the void with her hand, but could not catch anything.
I don't know what Alicia is up to, but Trode thinks this is an opportunity, a good opportunity to change the atmosphere of the scene!
Trode slowly approached Alicia's side, and without disturbing the atmosphere of the scene, he raised his voice as much as possible, but asked in a very gentle tone: "Look at what you are grabbing, are you catching stars?" β
Alicia didn't turn her head to look at him, but smiled lightly, "Every soldier who dies becomes a star in the sky, and I'm just saying hello to them." β
Trode thought it was just a distraction from Alicia, but when he heard her say this, Trode was speechless and didn't know how to speak.
Alicia poked Trode, who was staying aside, and said, "Look at them so shining, your relatives in your hometown will definitely be able to see them." β
At this time, everyone else noticed their actions and began to look up, and Amphitri had even reached out to make various movements with the stars.
Trode felt his nose sore, his vision had begun to blur, and he squeezed out a smile and said, "What's the name of your action?" β
Hearing Trode's words, Alicia's movements froze for a moment, and then her expression was slightly lost: "This is just a small action that I usually do occasionally, and I don't have a name yet." β
Trode rubbed his already reddened eyes and smiled, "How can such a meaningful action not have a name, I'll get one for you." β
Alicia said with interest, "Well, if it sounds ugly, I won't spare you." β
Troude grasped his chin with one hand and fell into deep thought. After a moment, with a confident smile on his face, he slowly said the name: "HΓΆnde-schΓΌtteln-und-die-sterne, how's that?" β
Alicia shook her head and smiled: "Cut, I thought it would be some kind of flowery rhetoric, but I didn't expect you to think about it for a long time and it was only this kind of literal level." β
Trode put his hands behind his head, leaned back, and said with the corners of his mouth raised high: "I think it would be boring if that were the case, this kind of seemingly simple thing can carry more power, right?" β
"How?" Alicia tilted her head to look at him, and though she didn't speak, her expression was clearly saying, 'If you can't give me an answer that satisfies me, you're dead.' Such a terrible word.
Trode continued to lean back, lying directly on the ground, he looked at the sky full of stars and said: "This sky is full of galaxies, there are light and dark, but they are all stars in the final analysis, there is no essential difference. β
Trowde's expression turned serious, and he said slowly, "Actually, as you say, we are like stars. Some people have completed proud achievements and become stars; Others are buried in the grassroots, like those dim stars. β
"Still." "Whether it's those brilliant stars or those dim stars, they are a cog, a cog that allows us to function as a collective. While those stars are as important as the key driving wheels, they wouldn't be able to do anything without those transmission wheels. β
"Therefore, those important things are carried by those seemingly ordinary but indispensable people." Trode tilted his head to look at Alicia and said, "Am I right?" β
Alicia didn't answer him, just clapped her hands with her eyes closed, her head down, and a few strokes. Seeing that his name had been acquiesced by the person who invented the action, Trode seemed very happy, and with a great deal of force, he made a carp and stood up.
"So!" Trode waved his hand and said loudly, "As a temporary additional mission tonight!" β
Everyone looked at Trode suspiciously, thinking he was having a convulsion. However, he himself did not think so, and he pointed to everyone present: "Tonight!" Right now! Yes, there is! All of them! β
Trode gasped fiercely and said, "Everyone must learn to grasp the stars!" β
The crowd that thought Trode would say something to lift them out of their grief and lift their spirits froze, and no one said anything
Of course, this silence will not last long. Amphitri was the first to raise his hand, tilting 75 degrees upward, and slowly began to grasp the stars with his hands. Amphitri became the leader in this series of actions, and everyone smiled at each other, then raised their arms and grabbed them into the sky.
If you want to talk about the degree of concentration, everyone is actually not much worse, but if you talk about the degree of standardization of the action, then Marcus is definitely the first, and there is no second! His movements were like those of the original Alicia, and he noticed even a lot of indifferent details, which made Trode have to admire his ability to observe and learn.
Trode sat down next to Marcus and said, "Hey, you're a good boy, it looks like you'll be able to learn now." β
Marcus shook his head and smiled: "It's not that powerful, it's just that I did similar actions when I was a child, and now that I think about it, it's really a good memory." β
"Really?" Trode sighed, raised his head, and said to the stars: "Those sacrificed comrades, your blood will not be shed in vain, and we will work together even your share in the future." And you will not be forgotten, and you will be our eternal memories and will always be remembered. β
"Come!" Trode got up again and said, "It's time to say goodbye, we have a mission tomorrow, and if we can't get up, they won't spare us." β
Led by Trode and Alicia, the crowd waved goodbye to the stars, left the campfire, and disappeared into the night