Twenty Seven Years Chapter 447

  Chapter 447 The people on the train

   After dinner, the three shied away for a while, and finally gave up the bed to Murphy who was the most tired.

  Connie went to rest on the sofa, and Verac was full of energy and chose to go out to visit the city alone.

  This is not where Diaz grew up, but when he gets here, Diaz always pops up in his mind.

   At this time, about half a year has passed since Diaz's sacrifice, and he still remembers the promise he made with Murphy, and dare not forget it in the slightest.

  Monrego is torn apart and on the brink of total collapse. He never dared to speak publicly, saying that he would definitely lead Meng Lege to peace, but the determination in his heart never wavered.

  Others always think that he is a person who is good at performing miracles and can do anything, which always makes him feel panic.

  Only this time, he accepted the expectations of others.

  He will definitely make this happen, worthy of Diaz, worthy of Murphy, worthy of the comrades at the main station and sub-station, and worthy of the villagers of Shuangnaga Village.

  Strolled around for a few hours, and the sun was about to set. Verac returned to the hotel according to his memory.

   Connie was the only one left in the hotel.

   "Murphy woke up after sleeping for a while. He said he was not tired, and then went out to find a way to contact the comrades at the substation." Connie explained.

   "I really can't stay idle, let me take a break." Unexpectedly, Verak didn't think much, sat down and took a sip of water, waiting for Murphy's return.

  In the evening, Murphy came back with a stack of newspapers in his hand.

   "I'm back." Verak stood up to greet him.

   "I saw that there are newspapers sold by major newspaper companies here, so I bought some by the way." Murphy handed the newspapers to Verak.

  Verak took it and briefly looked through it. These are basically world-class newspapers such as Le Monde, Western News, and Political Weekly. The content of the reports here is much more comprehensive and detailed than the local Sharabah Daily.

  Murphy closed the door: "There are no suitable conditions for contacting the substation here. I tried to write a letter and send it to let them know that it is safe."

   "Well, we don't lack anything, just let them know it's safe, and we'll establish a stable connection when we get to Montrego City." Verac sat down and flipped through the newspaper.

   "When are we going to leave?" Murphy was thinking of starting the revolutionary cause in Montrego City.

   "Take a day off and leave the day after tomorrow." Verak glanced at Murphy's leg and set the departure time.

  Murphy's legs were getting better every time, and he had to catch up with the high-intensity few days on the road, causing the situation to go backwards. After coming down so many times, he is walking with a little limp now.

  He can ignore it, but Verak can't just watch him ruin his good legs like this.

   "I can walk." Murphy felt Verac's gaze.

   "The day after tomorrow." Veraker was too lazy to reason with Murphy, and emphasized the departure time in an unquestionable tone.

   "Take a good rest." Connie persuaded with a newspaper.

   "Anyway, we will take the train afterwards, so we don't have to walk much." Murphy fought tirelessly.

  Verak put down the newspaper: "Did you see something?"

Murphy didn't hide it, and admitted: "I saw that Antonio was enlisting forcibly and took many people away by force. If this continues, all innocent people will be ruthlessly drawn into the war machine for these unconscionable Careerists fight for hegemony."

   What impressed Verak the most about conscription was the new conscription law promulgated by Dunman last year. It stipulates that every person who meets the age must be drafted into the army, but it can also be exempted from service through high exemption payments.

  Such an unequal conscription law, so that the poor can only go to the battlefield to fight for their lives, while the rich can live and die in the bustling city.

  In the end, Virak and the others organized the Dunman people to protest violently, forcing the Dunman government to abolish the new conscription law.

  Now Montrego's situation is a hundred times worse than Dunman's.

  The bottom line of the warlords is much lower and more tyrannical than that of the Dunman government.

  The Dunman government needs to introduce a new bill to justify the implementation of inequality. There is no need for the warlords of Montrego, just compulsory conscription, and the rebels will be dealt with on the spot.

   Unlimited expansion of troops, armed civilians who have never seen flesh and blood in their lives, and pushed them onto the cruel battlefield.

   This is extremely common among warlords, so common that no one thinks there is anything wrong with it, and the group of people who are used to being high above don't think that the fate of civilians deserves to be called their fate.

   "...There is no rush for this matter." Verak could understand Murphy's touch.

  His hometown has become a purgatory on earth, how can he sit still.

"One day earlier, even if the branch station is established one day earlier, it may save many people from dying." Murphy was suffering in his heart. He knew that his legs could not bear it, but he also knew that he could not be so indifferent. time.

"Well, this is a big city after all, and the medical resources are much better than those in Shuangnaga Village. Tomorrow, you go to the hospital to have a good look at your legs. If there is no problem, we will set off." Verak made a new arrangement, "You don't want your legs to deteriorate again in the future. Instead of helping your hometown, it will become a burden, right?"

   These words hit Murphy's weakness.

  Of course he doesn't want to see that he can't do anything and needs others to take care of him: "Okay, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow to take care of my leg, so I won't worry about my body anymore."

   "You just need to be clear, the more you try to hide it and hold it back, the easier it is to cause trouble." Verak reminded, "Only by steadily eradicating the problem can we move forward without distraction."

   "Understood." Murphy nodded.

   "Okay, let's read the newspaper." Verak concentrated on reading the newspaper.

  These newspapers are worthy of being from world-class newspaper offices, and each copy contains a huge amount of information.

  With the help of these newspapers, Veraker and others have a clearer understanding of the current external situation. The pointing of various details made Veraker firmer in his guess—a new global war is about to break out.

  This time it is destined to be more violent than last time.

  If you want to end, you can only wait until the day when the fundamental problem is solved.

"At that time, the outside world will be full of wars, and it will definitely have a great impact on Brother Mengle." Verac is in Brother Mengle, performing the task of helping Brother Mengle, and naturally takes this as the starting point when thinking about problems, "for the time being Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing for us."

"There is no doubt that the war outside will further exacerbate the chaos in Montrego, intensify conflicts, and cause more innocent people to die. If it were me, I hope to control the situation before then and minimize the Loss." Murphy expressed his opinion.

  Verak said thoughtfully: "The question is how much time is left for us."

   "As much as you have, you can save as many people as you can." Murphy is very pragmatic on this point.

"The speed of taking the train will be much faster next time, so we won't stay around and go directly to the city of Montreco." Verac also looks forward to arriving in the city of Montreco, looking for the place that still affects the whole of Montreco. Chance.

   After chatting for a while, the three fell asleep after dinner.

  The next day, October 16th.

  Villac and Connie were still afraid that Murphy, who was too strong, would hide his physical condition, so they 'hostaged' him from left to right, and followed him to the hospital for an examination of his legs.

   Fortunately, his leg is fine, and the previous injury has recovered relatively well. It was during this period of high-intensity travel that caused the wound to swell, and even the skin to crack.

  In the future, as long as you control the amount of exercise and take the medicine on time, you will be completely healed after a while.

  After listening to the doctor's words, Verac was relieved, bought the train ticket for tomorrow, and went back to the hotel to wait quietly.

   "Are you sure you don't need to take another look at your injury?" Murphy asked Verak almost 800 times on the way to the hospital and back.

"I spare my life more than you. I have always paid attention to my condition. Whenever I feel unwell, I will stop and rest." Verak replied with a smile tirelessly. It's all scars, nothing more than that."

  As a ruthless man who had suffered inhuman abuse in Daymans Prison, Verak had so many scars that it was shocking.

  Anyone who has seen his body will have an idea, that is, how did he survive all these injuries?

   "In fact, I'm almost better. I feel that the doctor is a bit alarmist." Murphy felt that his condition was not much worse than Veraker's, and it was not as serious as the doctor said.

   "Just listen to the doctor." Verac has absolute trust in professionals in the professional field.

   One day passed quickly, and the time came to October 17th.

  The three arrived at the train station on time.

  In the train station, soldiers under Antonio's command were searching the luggage of the passengers.

   Before every passenger boarded the train, their luggage was dismantled. After the soldiers impatiently signaled to pass, they dared not speak up and picked up things from the ground in embarrassment and entered the train.

  In order to avoid accidents, Verak quietly threw the three people's guns into the trash can, passed the inspection safely, and sat in the seat of the car.

   "These bastards..." After sitting down, Murphy looked out of the car window at the soldiers who were still showing off their power to the rest of the passengers, and said indignantly.

  If it was a few years ago, he would probably lose control of his emotions and wrestle with the other party.

   "It's okay." Verak said calmly.

   "They didn't actually check carefully. If we hide the guns a little deeper, we may not be able to get away with it." Connie felt sorry for the three discarded guns.

  The value of these guns is immeasurable to the villagers of Shuangnajia Village, but they can only throw them away for nothing due to the situation.

  Villac is not worried: "But there is still a risk, isn't it? We are not from Montrego, if we are found with a gun again, we will be in big trouble."

   "Yeah." Connie agreed.

   In the unreasonable and dangerous Menglege, it is always right to be cautious.

   "What's more, Montrego is so chaotic, it should be easy to get a few guns when we go to Montrego City." Verac is not worried about this aspect.

  Antonio's site is adjacent to the city of Montrego. They don't need to pass through the sphere of influence of other warlords on this trip, and the dangers they can encounter are very limited. There is not much difference between whether there are guns on the road or not.

  After going, in fact, under normal circumstances, there will be nothing that can easily affect the safety of life. When the time comes, just re-issue the gun just in case.

  After a while, most of the passengers boarded the train smoothly, but a few passengers who were innocent or really plotted to commit crimes were subdued by the soldiers at the station and taken away on the spot.

   "beep—"

  The train made a long sound and began to move forward slowly.

  Verak looked around, his eyes seemed soft, but in fact he was deeply guarded, and said to the two in Bressi: "You two rest first, I will watch."

"Um."

   "Call me anytime."

  It takes about two days to travel from Laquimoto to Montrego.

  The sleeping berths in the carriages are reserved by rich people early on. For people like Verak and the others, it is considered good to have a seat.

  Considering the long distance, for the sake of safety, Verak arranged for three people to take turns on duty to check the surrounding situation.

   "Those **** picked out the clothes my mother prepared for me when they checked my luggage!"

   "Isn't my book the same?"

   "I hope that the city of Montrego will be better, otherwise this life is really unbearable."

   "Everywhere is chaotic now, I suggest you don't have too much expectations for Montrego City."

   It was very noisy in the carriage. Some of the conversations between left and right Verak could understand, while others could not.

   "What did you go to Montrego City for?"

   "Go to my uncle first, but this is not a long-term solution, I have to hurry up and find a job there."

   "I heard that the prices in Menglege City are very high, and ordinary people can't survive. Fortunately, my father has some connections. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have traveled so far."

   "I don't know too well... Alas... Anyway, take one step at a time..."

  Murphy and Connie closed their eyes to rest one after another, and Verac, who was awake, listened to other people's chats in the sweaty compartment, while observing everyone within sight.

   Looking at it, he actually found something unusual.

   The people sitting diagonally across from him obviously knew each other, but they didn't chat enthusiastically. Instead, they all had gloomy faces and little communication.

  Feeling that one of them was about to look at him, Verak quickly pretended to be bored and looked away.

  What is the identity of this group of people?

   What do they want to do?

  Verak's intuition told him that these people were definitely not ordinary passengers, and they were most likely plotting something.

  Is it such a coincidence...

  It seems that there are still various situations on the way to Montrego...

  Glanced casually, and found that the other party's eyes had moved away, Verak secretly looked at this group of mysterious passengers of different ages, whose vigilance could not be concealed.

   "Get out of the way, get out of the way!" At this time, a group of soldiers passed through the carriage and shouted at the guests who stretched their legs in the aisle.

  Verak just wanted to avert his gaze, but was attracted by the changes of these mysterious passengers.

   When the group saw the soldiers passing by, their faces were filled with hatred. One of them even straightened up slightly, and touched his waist.

That is…

  Verak's pupils shrunk.

   They have guns!

  (end of this chapter)

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