Jean Of Bright City 13

"Is this really okay?"

"It's no problem at all, feel relieved."

In a somewhat dilapidated office, there were bursts of gunshots outside from time to time. Two gray-headed men were talking. One of them looked older and was looking at the cigar, and the other younger looked uncomfortable. .

"Sir, if we really do that."

"I said no problem, no problem."

The older men laughed and looked at the land shining in the sun and the smoke-filled land. The war phased over. As the rebel forces, they also agreed to the conditions set by the authorities in their country.

Such a victory is not a victory for this young man, because those in power they want to overthrow still control the country.

"We can't accept such conditions, sir, we are only for the future of this country..."

The cigar smoking man grabbed the young man by the collar and roughly pulled him out of this dilapidated office. At this time, the corridor was full of people, one by one talking and laughing, exhausted people, Each of them looked very haggard, some of them were still in bandages, many of them looked dull, and some of them slept on the ground.

Others were staring at the photos in their hands. Everyone didn't look too happy or uncomfortable, but they were all too tired.

"It's been two years, you look at these people, they are all too tired, if you think about it, how many of us have fallen asleep in this land?"

The young man looked at his comrades in guilt at this time. It was true that everyone was too tired, but he always felt that if he stopped here, this country might return to the past.

Seeing the young man still looking stubborn, the officer knew very well that he would not put down the gun in his hand, including many young people who were born and died for many years. Although they were exhausted, they still kept their eyes. Resolute.

The officer glanced at the young man in front of him again. He pressed the gun in his hand. He had already negotiated some matters with other senior officials and those in power. The war must be drawn to an end here.

At this moment, these young people can't help but chaos. When everything comes to an end, what they want to achieve has not yet been achieved, but it is not satisfactory.

The chief's eyes gradually became cold, and then he ordered to get up and let everyone gather on the street.

Many people moved, and the young man in front of him stood in front of the chief with excitement.

"Sir, why, obviously we have reached this point, we just need to work harder, we can definitely..."

"Enough, Sumer!"

The officer looked at Sumer angrily. Sumer's heart collapsed at this time. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart. Seeing that the officer had turned around and planned to leave, Sumer once again stood in front of the officer.

"We can't just let it go..."

The officer held down the back of Sumer's head.

"We have made a decision. As a soldier, you only need to obey the order."

Sumer shook his head.

"If it were just soldiers, we wouldn't have followed you for so long, the sir, please reconsider, those who benefit from the heart..."

boom

Sumer looked at the officer in front of him incredulously. He felt a whirl of the sky and the earth, his body instantly lost his strength, and his heartbeat seemed to freeze for a moment. He pressed it with one hand, and then looked at the blush on his chest incredibly. .

"May the two Sumerians, this war is enough. Next, we have to rebuild this country. Some things cannot continue. In the future, this country will definitely have a bright future."

Sumer knelt on the ground, his clothes stained red with blood, his vision began to blur, and there was a large golden wheat field in his memory. He and a group of friends chased in the wheat field, laughing and playing.

The chief quietly left the dilapidated building, and when he returned to the street, he saw that the regular troops on the opposite side had approached him, and the atmosphere on both sides was a bit tense.

"Same as agreed."

The man who took the lead on the other side yelled, and then a truck leaned in slowly. After it was opened, it was full of food, water, and other medical supplies. A bunch of medical personnel carrying a medical kit came over.

The officer walked over, and the man on the tank also jumped down, holding their hands tightly together.

"I just hope this handshake will be forever."

As the officer said, the other party nodded and glanced at the soldiers behind him, still looking hostile.

"It will be eliminated slowly, as long as you fulfill your promise."

The officer said, the other nodded, and the two looked at each other and smiled, revealing a slightly relaxed smile.

The medical workers have already begun to help the rebels deal with their wounds, and the atmosphere has begun to ease with the arrival of the sunset, although people on both sides still look at each other with hostile eyes from time to time, and they also hold weapons tightly.

The chief knows very well that it only takes one or two years for the war that involved the entire country to be completely gone.

Humans are such strange creatures. In the chief's understanding, humans are like this. They will be forgotten after a period of time, as long as the life is better.

In this land, the chief has witnessed too much misery. What kind of heartbreaking life these young people have had in the past two years, he knows better than anyone else. It is precisely because of the clear that he will promise the power. We opened the conditions.

The last afterglow of the setting sun shone on the dilapidated building. At this time, the chief looked at the place where Sumer had died. Although many people were inquiring about the whereabouts of Sumer, he was the leader of the younger faction.

The officer just told them that Sumer had gone to another front to deal with some things.

Many people don’t delve into it any more, because they all know that Sumer and the governor have had countless conflicts in the past few days. There have been very big differences in the concepts of the two. Although the younger faction supports Sumer, they are in this way In the tense and desperate atmosphere every day, many people are silent.

The end of the war has seen some light for most people, and the chief has also said that some of the conditions negotiated with the power are still slightly acceptable to some young people.

The officer got into a car. He was very tired and didn't plan to think about anything. At this time, among the people on both sides, the leader of the regular army called a rebel into a tent.

"I think we should have a good talk, right!"