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Two hundred and sixty-eighth section: face (6)(2/2)

Messer watched blankly as Marin put the letter into his coat pocket.

"But, can you give me the letter?" Messer crawled to Huck's side and looked at his peer who was covered in bullet holes. He raised his head and looked at Marin who stood up.

"Can you write letters?" Marin asked.

"I can read and write. I...please let me copy. They are my comrades in arms." Messer said as he leaned next to Huck.

"Then let me ask you, do you understand now what a real battlefield is?" Marin asked.

Messer nodded: "I...I was really stupid before. In comparison, the competition field is really just playing house. All wins and losses are not worth mentioning. I was wrong, Marin

Sir." At this point, Messer put his head in his hands: "I am really a stupid guy. The so-called glory I pursue in the game is nothing but dirt here."

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Marin looked at the boy in front of him, detecting lies and proving that he was not lying, and that everything he said and did was true.

Finally, Marin leaned over and handed the letter he took out from his pocket to the boy: "Remember what you said today, Messer, I took you to see the real battlefield. I want you to

You become a true brave man, not a coward who never dares to stand up again! Now! Stand up!"

Marin threw the letter into his hand, took a step back, and then watched the boy struggle to stand up.

"Where are we going?" the boy asked.

"Go back, this is not your battlefield after all." Marin said.

Then he looked at the boy and shook his head vigorously.

"No." He said, while looking at Marin: "Let us finish this battle, okay."

Marin was silent for a moment, looking at his resolute expression, looking at his legs that were still trembling, and looking at his standing body, Ma Lin finally nodded: "

No problem, you can be here."

This was a brat who had lost his way and returned. Although he was quite annoying before, at this moment, Marin saw the transformation of a naughty boy into a man.

Thinking of this, Marin caught the revolver and rifle that belonged to this boy that Feo handed over, and then threw them into his arms.

At this time, the follow-up troops of the 17th Division jumped into the platform. Looking at the bloody platform, the soldiers seemed not to be surprised.

"Did you see it?" Marin glanced at Messer, and the child nodded silently: "I saw it."

Yeah, you saw it, you saw the warriors walking through hell.
Chapter completed!
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