German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 40 Speeches and Arrangements

The next day, Parisino NCO Academy,

Today came a colonel and director. As a special envoy of the Ministry of National Defense, he awarded honors to the 73rd aviation mage cadets of the Parisino Non-commissioned Officer Academy. In human terms, he is gone. prize.

Karl never thought that people could get anything after death, let alone such illusory honor.However, as a representative of the survivors, he wants to come back and talk about the poisonous chicken soup, so as to inspire this group of future death-defying soldiers.

After the colonel finished speaking on the podium about the manuscript he had rushed out overnight, it was Karl's turn. He received the Medal of Courage from the German Empire and, as a representative, stood on the podium and saluted all the students.

Then there was silence, just standing on the podium and lowering his head slightly, and there was no noise in the audience. Everyone thought that Karl was so nervous that he forgot his words.

But Carl walked off the podium on his own, picked up a backpack from below, and then stood back up again.

When the colonel felt that it was time to come to the rescue, Karl took out letters from his backpack, opened them and read:

"Merry Christmas, little Karl! Let me ask you, is it snowing in Heidelberg? It hasn't snowed much since winter in my hometown, so boring! I really want to have a snowball fight.

By the way, my younger brother has been going crazy lately for some reason, always yelling at me that he is going to Parisino NCO Academy, that he wants to be a soldier or something.But now he can't even hold a fork well. In my opinion, holding a gun is still a bit far for him.

Geez, what a headache, if only he could be a little more reliable, it would make my life easier. "

……

Carl took the letters sent to him by his classmates on Christmas. It was Christmas night, and he opened and checked the letters one by one, but now they have become... relics.

Obviously, two months ago, everyone was obviously just a student, and they were all soldiers with great ambitions, but now?Turned into a line of cold text in the death list, every letter in Carl's hand is a life.

For a while, the freshmen in the audience suddenly became sad, because at Christmas, they also gave envelopes to each other, and they all wanted to send good wishes to each other.

But the instructors did not ask them to be quiet. In fact, there were instructors who survived. They blamed themselves very much in their hearts, but now they could only lower their heads silently with red eyes.

The originally quite normal speech was filled with a sad atmosphere at this time.

"Students, are you afraid of war? Are you afraid of death?"

Karl looked at the students in the audience and asked them loudly.

"I am very afraid of war, and I am very afraid of death, but I will not shrink back."

"Because I watched my teammates die tragically before my eyes, I don't want to see more comrades, more German people die because of the war!"

"War is cruel, but for the sake of the empire and our homeland, we will confront war head-on! Death is cruel, but for the sake of our companions and ourselves, we must confront death head-on!"

Carl put away the envelope and began to stir up emotions in a decent manner, until the students' emotions reached a climax, until everyone's eyes became firm.

"We will defeat the Franks, long live Germany!!"

With the last shout, the whole speech was pushed to the climax, the first student stood up, then the second, the third, until everyone present, including the colonel, stood up and waved their arms!

"Long Live Germany!"

"Long Live Germany!"

"Long Live Germany!"

……

Shouts echoed over the Parisian Academy for a long time.

"Are you sure you want to leave these to the museum?"

Major Hiber was sitting in his office. He looked at the letters, postcards, and photos on his desk, and asked Karl again.

"Yes, Major. I want to donate all the relics of these companions to the museum. I want the younger generations to know that their seniors and sisters also lived in this school."

After the award ceremony, Karl came to Major Hiber's office, and he put everything in his backpack on Major Hiber's desk.He wants to donate these things.

Major Hiber was silent for a moment, and then said that tomorrow he would let relevant people arrange it. He decided to open up a small space in the museum to commemorate the students who fought in this battle.

"This is mine, please put it in the museum too."

Carl took out a group photo from his pocket, which showed Maltilda, Gustaliv and other classmates. It was a group photo from the birthday party.

"This, putting it in the museum... seems a little unlucky."

Siebel seemed a little hesitant. After all, most of the things stored in the museum were the relics of the students who died in battle. It was a bit...

"The war is still going on, if one day I unfortunately die on the battlefield, there may be nothing left.

So I ask Major Hiber to agree, and let me have no regrets in future wars. "

Karl smiled calmly. From Hiber's point of view, it seemed that a little boy had grown up, or that he was so calm, silently accepting suffering and misfortune.

"Okay, but you shouldn't be able to stay for a few days. I heard from the colonel in the Ministry of National Defense that the Central Army and the Western Army had a big fight in the Ministry of Defense in order to compete for you.

So if you have any request, you can bring it up now, as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely help you meet it. "

Major Hiber solemnly told Karl that as an excellent soldier who has experienced life and death, whether it is his record or talent, he will be very sought-after in the eyes of high-level officials, but no matter what, he will face the battlefield behind and strive to survive in the hail of bullets .

"If possible, can I stick their nameplates on the wall."

Karl expressed his simple wish, but Major Hiber didn't answer, he just stood up and motioned for himself to go to the bathroom.

In fact, his eyes were already filled with tears, and he didn't want to be seen by Karl.

Xibel came out of the flames of war, and he was used to seeing life and death, but today, for some reason, an inexplicable "sour" surged up his nose, and Xibel only felt a kind of sadness.

Maybe it's getting older and becoming sensitive to feelings.

Perhaps it was because those children left under their own eyes, got on the train under their own arrangements, and then died en masse the next day.

But in the end, Carl got his wish. He personally pasted the names of his classmates on the wall of the museum one by one, saying a few words for each post, as if saying goodbye to them.

This made the staff and instructors of the museum feel a little sad, because there are some more memories on the walls of this museum...

Walking out of the museum, Karl returned to the dormitory absent-mindedly, and saw Fama downstairs in the dormitory. She seemed to be holding a letter in her hand, and the edge of the envelope was black.

After Fama saw Karl, he hesitated to speak, but Karl knew what it was.It was a call-up letter, and the black border represented the Central Army. It seemed that I was about to leave again.

"It's really embarrassing. The Western Army seems to really be unable to beat the Central Army in terms of robbing people."

Carl sighed to himself, then walked towards Fama with a smile.

(End of this chapter)