As the night deepened, the clearing of the battlefield was finally completed.

Counting the capable and ordinary people, including recruits and veterans, thousands of people died in this battle.

Most of the bodies recovered from the battlefield were corpses, and those that were sucked into the dark sky were even more boneless.

Even if the atmosphere on the battlefield did not become so lifeless because of the presence of the Valkyrie, it is an indisputable fact that the sacrifice of soldiers is always inevitable.

No one could keep calm, especially the recruits who had just arrived on the battlefield today, even the high-level abilities among them had gloomy expressions.

After seeing the death and danger on the battlefield, they were deeply touched.

In the city of Shahar, the vast city is very sparsely populated, only a few ordinary people who are occasionally in a hurry, and I don't know why, they have not left this dangerous city, after all, there will always be some people.

In the military base, some veterans walked out, all holding paper boats and carrying a candle in their hands, and walked towards a river ahead.

"What are they going to do?"

Mai also came to the window and asked softly.

An Zhe also walked over, looked out the window, and exhaled lightly.

"There seems to be a custom here. Legend has it that the souls of the battlefield will cross the river and ferry into the Dead Sea to reach the end of the world. At this time, people will look for the long river, send lights to their comrades, and go down the river to guide the way forward for the souls of the dead, and send them on their last journey. ”

In the face of death, the only thing people can do is to pay tribute.

An Zhe whispered, his expression slightly regretful, and with a hint of apology.

He still can't let go of it, but he can only hold it in his heart.

[I think you should discard this kind of thinking]

The voice of the rational personality quietly sounded in the bottom of his heart, and at this time, he was the only one who could comfort An Zhe.

Slightly stunned in his heart, An Zhe responded with some interest.

It's rare to see you take the initiative to chat.

[If I don't come out, you'll keep this hypocritical attitude, won't you]

Not...... I didn't expect you to say that.

An Zhe couldn't help muttering softly in his heart, and he was not angry when the rational personality said this.

[It's a fact. You're just frantic about your choice, because you have the ability to turn this battlefield around, but you can't change the outcome, so you're struggling]

The calm voice of the rational personality sounded faintly, expounding An Zhe's heart.

[But on the actual battlefield, everyone is on the premise of protecting themselves, and so are you. If you can't even protect yourself, you will never care about the lives of others. That's your character, and that's the humanity of the vast majority of people.]

The unceremonious disparagement came from the mouth of a rational personality, making De Anzhe smile bitterly.

Is that all you say is that direct......

[I didn't say anything wrong, you're just hypocritical, and you have some sentimentality. Obviously, your character is so bad, but if you touch your taboo, you will become more terrible than the devil, and now you run out to be compassionate?

......Shh

An Zhe pouted depressedly.

Although what you said is also true, I still have a bit of a conscience......

He muttered dissatisfiedly, but only retorted so simply.

An Zhe clearly understood in his heart that he was a hypocrite as the rational personality said.

You do still have a conscience, so you are not so hopeless. It's just that at some point, you won't hesitate to throw it away.]

If you don't tell the truth, you'll die! That's how comforting you are!

Really...... Saying that I'm a disgusting person and that I'm pretending might make me feel better......

An Zhe muttered with a wry smile in his heart, and he also understood in his heart that the rational personality was just comforting himself.

It's just that...... His way of comforting was a little heart-wrenching......

An Zhe had already done his best without touching the bottom line of his purpose, so he was just entangled in his heart.

Interrupted by the rational personality like this, An Zhe also recovered a little, glanced at a few people in the dormitory, and silently pushed the door and walked out.

When he came to the river, he slowly put down the paper boat, and watched the paper boat carrying candle flames, slowly merging into the candle paper boats, drifting towards the distance.

Under the night, the river flows quietly, the candlelight sways slightly, and the people on the bank of the river will hold their fists in their hearts with solemn expressions after seeing them, silently mourning and saluting.

An Zhe stood silently for a while, and there was a sound of footsteps behind him, it was the blessing of Wind Ginseng that they came.

"I think I have to express my condolences too, after all, I can't say that one day someone else will mourn me like this."

With that, he lowered the paper boat into the river.

"Don't hang up too early, the promised dinner hasn't been fulfilled yet."

An Zhe spoke calmly, looking at the candle-lit paper boats drifting away.

At this time, a small group of soldiers suddenly walked over, making An Zhe and the others turn their heads to look over.

The team saluted, and An Zhe and the others immediately saluted.

"Excuse me, which one is An Zhe?"

The leader of the team asked softly, they had just gone to Anzhe's dormitory, but they didn't find anyone, and they guessed that they had come to the river.

An Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly and took a step forward.

"I am, sir."

"Please come with me, Major General Metas is please."

Metas?

An Zhe was a little shocked, if he remembered correctly, Metas should be the captain of the Valkyrie Guardian Squad.

Nodding to Nongping, An Zhe followed a few people to the command post in Shahar City.

It is said to be a command post, but in fact, its whole body is a huge war machine, shaped like a combat robot, and the height is higher than the clouds.

And in the hands of the robot are two huge cruising and flying warships!

Looking at this familiar battle murderer, An Zhe's eyes narrowed.

It seems that the railgun was fired from here.

Thinking to himself, An Zhe entered the inside of this huge war machine and came to the door of a room.

After the team leading the way saluted, they turned around and walked away neatly, while An Zhe stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A neutral voice came from the room, and An Zhe pushed the door and walked in, and at a glance he saw Major General Metas in front of his desk.

As he remembers, Metas is a bearded uncle with a slightly strict expression, but he is actually very tolerant.

"Sir, I'm An Zhe, I heard that you are looking for me."

An Zhe reported his name without humility or arrogance, and Metas also nodded.

"Hello, Anzhe. You can just call me by my name, my name is Arad Metas. I have your information here, and I have read the letters of recommendation that recommended you, and I understand the purpose of your visit. ”

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