After the dinner, Mo Gu locked himself in the office and no one saw him.

Novena and her party followed the plan and wanted to stay in Lin'an for one day. Most of the people in the tour group had already set off to the arranged high-end hotel, but Novena herself brought one or two followers and had not left the military district.

Novena was sitting on a guardrail at this time, with the fiery red length swaying with the evening breeze, like the warm flames burning under the night sky. Her eyes narrowed slightly and stared at the dark room on the top floor of the Military and Political Building.

"Damn it's too cold here." The night of autumn is cold. The biosphere technology of the Republican City is not as good as that of the Federation, and its temperature control ability is not outstanding. It has frozen a follower and rubbed his arms straight. He said to Novena, "Brother General, it's not too early, you should go back to the hotel to rest."

Novena still stared into the distance, shook her head slightly and said, "I don't want to sleep, I feel uneasy."

The follower was stunned for a while and said flatteringly: "You have made great achievements in this trip and have won countless achievements. The Commander-in-Chief will definitely be proud of you!"

"No, it's a bit too smooth." Novena's eyes drooped slightly, as if she was thinking, "This trip was intended to help her father solve the problem in Lin'an. It was my own idea to go to Beijing. It was purely unexpected to negotiate the two agreements with Leng Yuan, and even I didn't expect it."

The follower gave a thumbs up: "This proves that you are a great man, and even the Eagle General is not your opponent."

"Save it, when General Eagle was a captain, he led people to beat the most elite soldiers of the Federation to cry and cry, you and I were still in junior high school." Novena patted the head of the follower and said seriously, "You must maintain respect for the enemy. Every enemy has something worth learning from."

The entourage owed: "I understand."

Novina no longer talked about business, but looked up and began to look at the stars. Soon, the slight sound of footsteps in the distance attracted her attention and then turned her eyes over.

At this moment, Novena unconsciously held her breath.

It was such a beautiful picture. The girl in black stood under the dim street light, stretching out her slender jade fingers, and a unique blue butterfly that was on her almost transparent skin was stopped. She gently pulled down the black veil that was wrapped around her eyes. Her blue pupils shone glimmer under the night, like the vast lake water, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

The blue flash butterfly, which had always been inhumane, did not dodge or dodge at this time, dancing gracefully under the night sky, gently slashing across Miin Risako's cheeks, perhaps a little itchy. The girl's slender eyelashes, as dark as ink, fluttering like butterfly wings, blinking slightly.

Next to Novena, the entourage was originally thinking about how to please the commander-in-chief. Suddenly, his shoulder was caught. Novena stared at the girl in disbelief, lowered her voice and said in a hurry: "Hey, that person, do you know who it is?"

The follower glanced at the girl under the street light, lowered his voice, and lie in Novina's ear and introduced carefully: "Miyin Risako, who was born in the Yamato nation, later joined the Republic of Nobuki. Like Mo Gu and Zhou Liangcheng, she is one of the seven generals of the Eagle Banner. She was before..."

Novena meticulously listened to the long reports of her followers, and said blankly like a confused elementary school student: "She is also at the banquet table today?"

The follower nodded: "Here, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't have any sense of existence."

Novena clenched her fists, and she looked a little at a loss. She kept muttering something in her mouth. She jumped off the railing, coughed lightly, and said, "I understand, you go back to the hotel first."

The follower was stunned: "Brother General, this is the territory of the Republic's Glory, and you may not be safe here alone."

"I really want to kill me and start at the banquet table. It seems like you can beat those people." Novena pushed the follower and said, "Go away quickly."

The follower was a little confused, but he didn't bother to leave. He said with a sound.

...

Yain Risakomoto was listening to the sound of butterflies flapping when suddenly he heard a chuckling in his ear: "Good evening."

Miyin Risako heard that it was Novena. She subconsciously took a step back, opened a distance, and was silent for a moment before nodding and whispering: "Good evening, Brigadier General Novena."

Novena looked at Miyin Risako with a clever smile, her palm gently buckled to her heart, and said gracefully: "It's strange, Easter is still half a year away, why did I see the angel falling into the mortal world?"

Miin Risako is introverted and is not very good at expressing her thoughts. When she heard Novina's unique foreign praise, she was a little overwhelmed. She thought about the identity gap between the two and decided not to respond.

Miyin Risako wanted to turn around and leave, but Novina smiled and blocked the way. She stretched out her hand and said, "Look, what is this on my hand?"

Miyin Risako was stunned for a while and shook her head: "My eyes can't see."

Novena's delicate body trembled and she looked at Miyin Risako's eyes that were as beautiful as the blue lake, but without any focus. The wind blew that night, and the inexplicable sourness filled her heart.

Suddenly, Miyin Risako only felt her hand being held. She was about to struggle, but she saw a familiar touch coming from her fingertips.

Miyin Risako subconsciously stroked the thing on Novina's hand. Soon, her expression stopped, and then she showed a warm smile like a green sun, and whispered: "Sakura..."

Yes, Novena is not holding anything in her hand, but a symbol of the Yamato nation, cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossoms are delicate and precious, and cannot adapt to the climate of the era of collapse. They are extinct in the wild and even in cities. Just like those Yamato nations who failed to survive the collapse and destroyed their countries on isolated islands, they have become the gravel of history.

However, in some noble families, some people will cultivate this plant specifically in greenhouses for ornamental and research.

Coincidentally, Novena is a person who likes cherry blossoms. This time she traveled, she brought some in her space bag.

Novena smiled like a child. She looked at Miyin Lisako, who was fascinated by cherry blossoms, opened her red lips and sang a beautiful song like nature: "Just as the pear blossoms bloom all over the world, the soft gauze floated on the river, Katyusha stood on the shore of the steep cliff, and the singing seemed like the bright spring light..."

Miin Risako's heart was completely hit by this song. She never thought that she would actually hear the long-lost "Katyusha" in the mouth of a federal brigadier general.

For Miin Risako and even those who like this song, "Katyusha" is not just a song, it symbolizes a youth baptized by war, poignant and tenaciousness, praising the most beautiful behavior of mankind in the most extreme war - love.

It was the spring of 1945. The 250,000 Soviet Red Army bid farewell to their lovers, angrily broke through the defense line of the Hilovo Highlands, surrounded the Nazi nest, the decaying and rotting black heart.

On April 16, in the season when pear blossoms bloom, tens of thousands of Soviet Red Army soldiers who participated in the siege sang "Katyusha" in unison, and accompanied this song was the roar of 2ooo Domen Katyusha rocket launchers outside Berlin.

When Novena sang "Katyusha", Miyin Risako seemed to be taken to the past time and space by this song. On that misty morning, she saw the pear trees blooming, and the petals floated on the river like angel feathers. The beautiful woman stood on the high and steep river bank, singing her sweetheart who was fighting for the defense of the country on the front line...

It was an indelible legend that traveled through history and was integrated into the blood of future generations through beautiful melodies...
Chapter completed!