Kalina and Andina stood beside Hayes, and then placed the flowers in their hands in front of the tombstone.
"Father, Hayes is fine. You don't have to worry."
Jalina's voice was also choked with sobs. After all, it was this veteran who gave her a chance to survive.
"I'll take good care of him."
When standing in front of the tombstone engraved with the name of Ouranios, Hayes felt a little complicated, because he had never been able to understand this man. He taught himself a lot, but he also said some words that he did not understand. Although some words are now
He already understood, but there were still many things he didn't understand.
But what he can be sure of is that this man is extraordinary, and even his intuition tells him that this man is probably not dead...
"Hayes, he is..."
Andina asked curiously, and Hayes replied slowly:
"My company commander, my battalion commander, my... mentor."
"Is there anyone alive! Is there anyone alive!?"
Hearing this voice, Hayes struggled to stand up from the pool of blood, still holding a fighting knife in his hand.
A few minutes ago, the position was almost breached, and the remaining 100 people were forced to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. After Hayes killed two enemies with his gun, he fought closely with the third one. They were rolling in a pool of blood and mud.
But in the end, it was Hayes who inserted the dagger into the opponent's neck. The price was that his left hand was shot twice by the opponent's pistol at close range. Now there is only a bit of flesh hanging on it, and his face was stabbed twice.
"Company Commander...I'm here..."
Soon, a figure ran over.
"Hayes, great, I thought you were killed."
Olanios, who had almost no clean part of his body, glanced at Hayes' left arm, then took out a knife and began to treat the wound.
He tied Hayes' shoulders with cloth strips, and then cut off the scraps of skin and rotten flesh with a knife. Hayes remained silent during the process.
"Quick! I need your help!"
Staggeringly, he followed Ouranios forward, and the other party brought him to an almost useless melta cannon. Not far away, a terrifying creature was tearing apart the remaining parts of a screaming soldier.
That's a hell beast.
"Our leader has withdrawn, and those enemies have also escaped. Now we must deal with this thing if we want to stay alive!"
Then he patted Hayes on the head.
"This is the firing trigger. You aim at it with this, and I'll attract it! When you reach this scale, you shoot!"
"Batalion Commander, how about I-"
"Don't talk nonsense, remember, don't let it notice you! It's a hell beast, its senses are very sharp, most living creatures can detect it!"
After saying that, Oranios picked up the command sword from nowhere, roared and rushed towards the hell beast. Hayes leaned his body behind the melt cannon, holding the shooting handle with his remaining hand.
Keep one eye firmly on the sight.
Ouranios attracted the attention of the hell beast. The crazy machine roared and waved its spiked whip, but it was dodged by this incredible man. He cracked the hell beast's armor a few times, but it only spattered
It shot out a string of sparks, then turned and ran away when the opponent tried to shoot. The crazy machine immediately gave up shooting and ran towards the little thing that was harassing it.
Everything seems to be going according to plan——
But Hayes' vision was becoming blurry. He had lost too much blood and his brain was dizzy. Even the sounds were gradually fading away. He just wanted to take a good nap...
He longed to sleep--
"Hayes! Hayes!"
I don't know how long it took, Hess opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that his entire shirt was almost turned into strips of cloth, with several shocking scars on his body. He was struggling to resist the hell beast, which was only fifteen years away from him.
About meters!
He didn't know how long he had just been delayed, and he quickly wanted to take aim. However, the sight of the melta cannon had been damaged before, and its huge barrel made it very difficult for Hayes, who had only one arm left, to turn, but he still bit
Gritting his teeth, he did not hesitate to use his broken arm to push up the tail of the cannon. He endured the severe pain caused by the torn wound and struggled to adjust the firing angle of the melta cannon.
But only three seconds later, Ouranios was suddenly whipped away by the hell beast with a whip. This crazy demon machine noticed Hayes and raised the weapon on its arm. Its remaining consciousness knew that it was dangerous.
thing.
The hell beast's muzzle lit up, and Hayes finally locked the opponent in the sight, yelling and pressing down his fingers at the same time.
boom------
After the loud noise, Hayes fell into endless darkness, unable to see his fingers and there was no light at all.
He shouted loudly, as if in a particularly empty environment, but no one responded, and he couldn't even hear his own echo.
Everything was so silent that it made people feel hairy. Hayes suddenly thought of death. Ouranios once said that death means no longer having any perception of this world, and the soul only exists in a void, where there is nothing.
The throne is more of a comfort.
Since he stayed, Hayes was not afraid of death, but at this moment, he actually felt an unspeakable fear. As for why, he didn't know.
He suddenly thought of those who died. They were all in pain before they died. Would he like them now, go to that place of nothingness and nothing?
I don't know how long it took.
Hayes' ears picked up the sound.
It was a wheezing sound. It was a heavy breath, like after a long run. The sound was very real, as if it was ringing in his ears, although he still felt nothing.
Then he felt himself being picked up. When he vaguely opened his eyes, he only saw an indifferent square face, firm eyes and a bright red headband on his forehead. Then his consciousness completely sank into darkness.
..
When he woke up again, he was already in a remote field hospital and knew that he had lost another leg. The person who brought him was the 2nd Catachan Regiment, and the person who saved him was the famous Lesmabo.
It was Ma Bo who took back the things he left on the battlefield.
When the indifferent Catachan asked him if he wanted to return to the army, Hayes just shook his head.
"Battal Commander, I hope you are alive too. If there is a chance, I would like to hear your story again."
Finally, Hayes found his tombstone. It all seemed so funny, but so real. Hayes touched the simple name on the tombstone with mixed feelings in his heart.
In a sense, a part of him is buried here forever.
At this moment, the huge monitor in the center of the Soldiers Cemetery suddenly flapped, and then began to play the picture. Hayes turned around and saw a grand military parade, with demigods wearing power armor standing in line and holding glorious weapons.
Battle flags, as well as countless Astra Militarum formations with heads held high, various armors, artillery, and fighter planes were lined up on a grand avenue.
A towering giant wearing silver power armor stood on a giant golden vehicle, inspecting the troops. Each troop shouted the same words as he passed by.