There are many meanings of pity, but Liszt couldn't help but think of the heroic scouts from before.
If this group of young men had not braved the enemy's artillery fire to advance, victory in this battle might not have been so easy. 2 "Bradley" infantry fighting vehicle, the twelve members inside were blasted to pieces by the group of Soviet T72 main battle tanks, with no chance of survival at all.
But Liszt could remember their faces, and even though they had only known each other for a few days, there was a sense of team cohesion.
They were an intact reconnaissance platoon.
According to the original plan, they should gather together for an open-air barbecue after the reconnaissance, whether it was steak, pork chops, chicken and vegetables, and they also wanted Alaska's Drink a dozen barrels of the freshest beer in the cold wind.
"It would be unkind if I became a major."
Looking at the thin ID in his hand, his photo was posted on it, and he looked quite energetic.
But Liszt looked at his own eyes in the photo, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic.
He put the document back in the box, looked up at Major Leslie, shook his head gently and said : "I need to be responsible for the fallen soldiers and the existing soldiers.
I can't abandon them."
"Because you have experienced the battlefield together, I know that there is a good reason why no one will have no feelings because of fighting together, and the results have already been achieved.
The US federal military has also given the answer."
Major Leslie lowered his head and smiled, looking at the ID photo contained in the box on the table.
Although it was a thin layer, it was printed extremely beautifully.
Especially the traces of the steel seal were quite clearly visible with the angle.
He had a meaningless smile on his face, and looked at Liszt's voice, which was still calm: "They will go with you to build a security post, and the soldiers who died in battle will also receive double the pension."
Kim, to prove that they are warriors who will never retreat in the face of the Soviets.”
Looking into Liszt's eyes, Major Leslie did not dodge with any guilt, but there was no certainty in his eyes, which were still as dull as lake water.
And he reached out to pick up the certificate in the box, handed it to Liszt, nodded gently and said: "The United States Federation will never forget the warriors who sacrificed for this country.
I think you can rest assured."
"Can't you forget?"
Slowly he stretched out his hand to take the certificate, but the sarcasm on Liszt's lips was still revealed.
The so-called "unforgettable" is just to win people's hearts, and what must be forgotten has already been covered up in the truth.
Just like the soldiers of the 16th Mechanized Infantry Brigade who died in that small town, there was no relevant topic in the media.
Even the entire media could not find the slightest leak of the Death Claw.
It was an extremely tight blockade. information.
But Liszt still took the certificate and looked at the young man inside.
Subconsciously touching his chin, he felt a slight hardness of stubble in the palm of his hand.
Liszt couldn't help but sigh softly: "Suddenly I remembered that I am already 23 years old.
Time flies so fast."
"Of course, it is admirable to have such a strong record at this age."
Seeing that Liszt finally took over the certificate that symbolized the major, Major Leslie also leaned towards the chair, allowing his son to sit more comfortably.
But he didn't answer Liszt's seemingly emotional words.
Instead, he stood up after pondering for a moment, nodded and said: "My mission has been completed, and your military uniforms will be issued by logistics."
He said as he said , while walking towards the room door, but when When he was about to leave the room, he turned to look at Liszt.
The smile that seemed to never change changed instantly, but an inaudible voice appeared in his mouth: "Oak that is too good will always be the best."
The one with the highest probability of being struck by lightning.”
"What?"
Liszt frowned slightly, but looking at Major Leslie's slight shake of his head, he didn't make too much of a statement.
He just watched Major Leslie still smiling like that, then nodded goodbye to each other, and slowly closed the door, just like before.
But in his eyes, there was also a certain bad impression.
Major Leslie's position and identity are almost mysterious.
Even he still doesn't understand what this guy does.
But looking at his authority, he is even higher than some colonels in this Anchorage defense line, and is almost comparable to the commander of Old Bunnar.
And Liszt also confirmed that what Major Leslie whispered to him just now was not only not sarcastic at all, but also contained a light warning.
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"This is, being watched."
Touching his chin, Liszt's brows slowly wrinkled.
He suddenly thought of the ubiquitous "scientific experiments" in this world, which were simply the most ubiquitous existence.
And Major Leslie's warning also added a little shadow to his heart.
With everything that happened in that small town, he might have come into contact with that terrifying circle, and as an excellent soldier, he might have been secretly monitored by that mysterious department.
After all, the secrets of the Death Claws are simply the deepest secrets for the United States Federation.
If it were obtained by the Soviets like that, it would be like the Soviet Gauss rifle technology and invisibility cloak technology being stolen by American spies.
Thinking of this, the silver steel pipe appeared in Liszt's mind involuntarily.
He was slightly startled.
The appearance of the silver steel pipe also appeared repeatedly in his mind, making him subconsciously look at his hands and frown tightly.
Said: "It looks like we have discovered something extraordinary."
That silver steel pipe is simply the best container.
And Major Leslie's careful look and vague words just now fully demonstrated the importance of this silver steel pipe.
Especially after being passed on by Soviet spies, it further illustrates the desire of the Soviets for this silver steel pipe.
He suddenly remembered the information about American spies successfully stealing Chinese invisibility cloaks in his previous radiation life, which was almost the same as this version.
Liszt came to the bed and lay down quietly, seemingly closing his eyes and resting, but his mind was quickly filled with all the information about radiation and pre-war information.
But after all, it was a game from his previous life, and no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't get more information.
The world before the nuclear war had been wiped out in the fireworks composed of countless nuclear warheads.
Even the game records only gave a one-sided explanation of what the world before the war was like, but did not explain the detailed process.
Sometimes Liszt couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Even though the world after nuclear war was so terrifying, he still couldn't make a name for himself through his efforts.
But now that he has come to this systematic pre-war world, even if he has a golden finger, he will probably be taken to the laboratory and processed into slices after using it.
He doesn't think that a being that cannot be controlled by the government can live freely in this systematic world.
Even if it ends up destroying a city, the government will destroy that individual that is beyond the control of ordinary people.
"But if we set up a guard post near Juneau, we can really avoid some unnecessary trouble for the time being."
In his narrowed eyes, all the points he had accumulated appeared on his retinas.
At the edge of the forest, as a commander, he did not fight like a soldier, but in the research institute in the subway of the small city, he went on a killing spree and collected almost hundreds of thousands of points.
And if he wanted to, he could even recruit a fully armed platoon-level unit.
Even if the soldiers around him were killed, he could still build his own unit
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