POW camp

The trial of Lan Ting's treason case was so exciting and ups and downs, it was beyond everyone's expectation.On the last day of the court session, all the media in Ole Country broadcast live, and there were huge crowds outside the courtroom.Of course, for the reporters, the gossip about the Crown Prince and Major General Lan Wei, as well as the confusing piece of paper about Major General Hill, may attract their attention more than Lan Ting himself.But this time they were disappointed. Crown Prince Flo and Major General Hill did not attend the final trial at all.

The old lawyer for the prosecution was preparing the materials with a tired expression. What happened that day had already alerted him, and he suddenly realized that he was really old and retired.The young lawyer on the other side was actually much calmer than before, with a confident and smug look on his face.Holding the material in his hand, he didn't look there, but bit his lip and looked out the window thoughtfully.

Your Honor walked slowly up to the high seat.

"Open the court." With a shout, the people stood up, each expressing their due respect to Qu Lv's solemnity and solemnity.It can be said that there is no suspense in the outcome of this case, and the voices against Lan Ting are becoming less and less outside, which just shows that people have forgiven his behavior.

Closing arguments by the prosecution and defense lawyers were moderate and uneventful.The judge was silent for a moment, and asked Lan Ting according to the procedure: "Does the defendant have anything else to say?" Lan Ting stood up from the dock, and all of a sudden, the flashlights were aimed at this young officer who caused a huge sensation.

"Your Honor, members of the jury." Lan Ting spoke slowly. The long toss and turns made him much thinner, his facial contours became more distinct, and his firm and strong character was more prominent. His eyes were as hot and bright as fire.His voice was not high-pitched, but it was calm and powerful, and it quietly flowed into the hearts of everyone in the court: "I was detained in a prisoner-of-war camp for a total of 460 days. During these [-] days, Every morning when I wake up, I think about my relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms.” Lan Ting looked at Mrs. Lien and Captain Lan in the auditorium, “Because I know that maybe the enemy will be shot in the next second, maybe Tomorrow, there will be no chance to recall like this again." He paused for a while, seeing Mrs. Lien's eyes were red, "In the Fancheng prisoner-of-war camp, a total of [-] people were detained, and these people are just like me. We spend every day in the memory of our loved ones, in the threat of death, and even suffer inhumane torture. We admire those heroes who died on the battlefield. They defended the dignity of the country with their blood and lives, and many of them His bones are still buried in a foreign land. But when we fought against the enemy to the last moment, when we ran out of ammunition and food, we chose to survive and respect for life. This is also a kind of struggle, and we are also indomitable and heroic. There are also parents, wives and children looking forward to it at home. We have shed blood and made sacrifices for this land. We have never done anything to be ashamed of the country or the nation. But after returning, what we received was Suspicion, ridicule, even insult, no job, no status, poverty and sickness. For these prisoners of war, this is more unbearable than the enemy's muzzle. But I dare say that we have regretted it, and we still have a Sincerely, we still have blood in our hearts. If everything will happen again, or if one day, the country needs us to go to the battlefield again, we will still pick up our guns and rush to the forefront of the war."

"As for me..." He turned his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across the auditorium, "I just want to say that I regret that I didn't stop the enemy's crazy killing in time, causing my comrades to die innocently, and making the newborn child, I'll never see his father again." Lan Ting swallowed hard, tears streaming down his face, he said softly with trembling lips, "Duowei, I'm sorry..."

In the corner of the auditorium, a young woman in a black dress was holding a baby in her arms, crying bitterly.

For a long time, the court was silent, and even the reporters who were busy taking pictures forgot their duties and stood there silently.The judge touched the law table in his hand symbolically, and said in a low voice, "Adjourn the court."

"I declare that the defendant, Captain Lanting, was not guilty of treason and was acquitted."

There was no suspense in this result. People stood up and applauded.Lan Ting rushed out of the trial seat, and hugged Mrs. Reith and Lan Wei tightly.Reporters flocked to him, and countless microphones were handed to him: "May I ask how you feel now?" "Will the Lan Corps consider reinstating Lan Ting's heir?" "May I ask the witness Koto to sue Hill?" What do you think about the major general?"...

Lan Ting didn't answer a single question, and hurried out along the aisle in the auditorium following the footsteps of his brother Lan Wei.When he walked to the end, he suddenly felt the burning eyes behind him.Lan Ting turned around and saw the first row of the auditorium condescendingly. Hovis was still leaning there lazily, looking at him deeply, with a faint smile on his lips.

Lan Ting showed a bright smile, stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist and swung it in the air, stopping in mid-air.Hovis tilted his head slightly, and also extended his arms.

The strength of two fists, full of love and gratitude, trust and encouragement, pass through the chaotic and noisy crowd, pass through the empty auditorium, pass through all the surprised or probing eyes, pass through everything in the world, and strike each other from a distance!

Morton never thought that one day he would return to this place.After the war, Fancheng was very desolate, and all the passers-by showed distressed and panicked expressions.No matter what decisions those in power make, no matter what the outcome of the war is, it is the common people who will suffer in the end.It's just that the winning side gets comfort from the heart, while the losing side can only fall into a heavy abyss.

The official in charge of the reception carefully accompanied the distinguished guest. He heard that this person was of great status and needed to be treated well.But he just drove lightly, and his requirements were extremely low. He didn't go anywhere, and rushed here from the airport.He was just taciturn. From the time he got off the plane to the present, the officials only heard him say one word, which was the place he was ordered to go to.The distinguished guest was expressionless, serious and resolute, but the official could see the suppressed anger and restlessness hidden in those black eyes.

The official looked up and looked around. He heard that this was the office building of the security team before the war. After the defeat, Fancheng was occupied by the Ole Kingdom, the security team was disbanded, and the office building was left idle.The windows and gates were shattered by the artillery fire, and through the iron bars of the yard, one could see broken glass, bricks, tiles and paper all over the floor, making it a mess.

The VIP attendant walked into the courtyard, he got out of the carriage, and his gaze immediately focused on a point on the opposite street corner, which was fixed for a moment.The official looked over there in surprise. There was a young man sitting there with a basket of sunflowers at his feet.

The VIP strode over, even ignoring the horse-drawn carriages galloping down the street.

"Be careful, Your Excellency!" The official wanted to rush up to protect him, but he was stopped by someone stretching out his hand in front of him. None of their followers followed, and they all stayed here.

Morton's mania, which he had suppressed for a long time, finally reached its peak. He wanted to pull this man up forcefully, slapped him several times, and wanted to trap him tightly in his arms, so that he would never be able to escape.

However, before Morton could make a move, Lindsay spoke first.He said: "At that time, I was looking forward to someone coming every day, as long as someone could take me away from there..." His voice was low and soft, chattering, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him, but he successfully stopped. Stopped Morton's footsteps.

Lin Saiyu didn't look at Morton, but raised his head slightly, squinting his eyes to feel the dazzling sunlight: "There are windows in the basement, but they are too small and high. I try to stretch my arms, but I can only I touch the edge a little. But I can see the sun. Every morning, there are all kinds of wild flowers by the window. There are white ones and some yellow ones. They are pitifully small, but they are beautiful under the sunlight. It's so beautiful, it's heartbreakingly beautiful..." Lindsay chuckled, "At that time, I thought, such a small flower can live freely, why can't I? Why can't I?" Lindsay paused, Morton has an interface.He suddenly remembered the "Master"'s investigation of Lindsay back then. A normal child was adopted by the nobles, locked in the basement, and tortured until he became speechless and deaf.He suddenly realized that those were all true, and it really happened to Lindsay.Indeed, he had never doubted the authenticity of this matter too much in the past, but he had never heard Lindsay mention it, never had such a real and real feeling, and never thought that a person who has experienced such pain can still have Such pure and clear eyes, such a warm and moving smile, are still full of longing and longing for the beauty of the world.There is pessimism and despair, there is no distortion and decadence, and there is no self-satisfaction.The anger and irritability in Morton's heart subsided, replaced by sincere admiration, admiration for the strong.If he were himself, Morton could not imagine whether he would have the determination, perseverance, and resilience to face life calmly.

Lindsay recalled the past, with endless sadness and fear in his eyes, which made Morton regret the smile on his lips: "He said I was beautiful, a beauty that wanted to be destroyed... I don't understand this, I'm just in so much pain, you know?

Overwhelming, hard to breathe...I don't want to hear their voices, and they don't like me talking...If it wasn't for that sunshine, and those wildflowers, I might lose my eyesight too..." Lindsay The words were spoken slowly and with great difficulty, like using a knife to break the tightly-protected film in my heart bit by bit, exposing all the fragility, "They are all nobles, all of them.It's hard for you to imagine how a group of people with supreme power, a group of people with indescribable status, and a group of well-dressed and dignified people wantonly, greedily, regardless of dirtiness and despicableness, torment the children they think are beautiful ... not just me, there are many, but most of them are dead... They can't make it through... I want to live, I want to live, I have no sin, why can't I live?I only hope that there is someone who can take me away from that pain, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life serving him and loving him wholeheartedly.Unfortunately, that person is not you.Morton, why wasn't that you? "

Lindsay asked lightly, and glanced over lightly. This one glance was full of helplessness towards fate and unspeakable sorrow.Morton's whole heart was clenched, as if being pulled back and forth by a saw blade, bleeding oozes bit by bit.

"That person is not you." Lindsay repeated again as if sighing, and continued, "It is Flo, the crown prince of Ole, who saw the report and sent me to special training on a whim. .Morton, you said that I betrayed my country, I admit it. Because I have seen too many ugly faces of those so-called upper class people, I don’t understand, one can only bring me pain and hurt, without mercy and tolerance Why should I be loyal to my country? Why can’t I betray it? It was the Ole country that saved my life and found a psychiatrist for me, so that I was no longer a dumb, deaf, and plaything, and made me know my dreams and expectations Everything can be achieved, as long as I complete the task... So, I met you."

Lindsay finally looked at Morton, his blue eyes were as gentle as the sea: "Morton, we are all the same people, with the same struggles and desires, and you can understand my feelings at that time without further words. Morton, There is no doubt that I love you. But when I had to choose between loyalty and love, I had to choose loyalty. Because without Flo, I could not have met you... I have lived so hard since I was a child, every day A bit of good change, every bit of happiness, has to be fought for with everything. Especially you, Morton, I have so few things and feelings, so little, I don't want to give up on you, so when Flo asked Would I be willing to exchange for you to testify for Lanting in court, and I immediately agreed. Only with you can there be room for redemption, even if you appear in front of you with the most humble and humble attitude...Morton, I I know how much I hurt you, if I just stay by your side, we will not be relieved. So, I beg Mrs. Sharman... This is my last effort, if you don't come to me, or if you don't want to forgive me, Then I can only be alone for the rest of my life... So, Morton one by one"

Through the blurred tears in front of her eyes, Lindsay could see the self-blame, remorse, pity and strong love on Morton's face.Gathering up the last bit of courage, he stretched out his hand: "Let's start over, shall we?"

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