MTL - Twenty Seven Years-Chapter 461 untitled
Chapter 461 Untitled
Boom!
It was as if an invisible heavy hammer struck, hitting Verak's heart heavily.
"You, what are you talking about?!" Connie's eyes darkened, suspecting that she had misheard, and also suspecting that Murphy had misread, "This kind of joke can't be messed up! You should translate the code carefully!"
"Boyin..." Murphy stared at the code. He had translated this passage several times, and there was no possibility of error. "Yesterday morning...due to aggravated illness...the rescue failed and passed away..."
"Impossible! How could he..." Connie felt like the sky was falling.
Boin is the spiritual leader of all people, and every comrade is used to having him guide the direction. Even though the news of his serious illness gradually spread half a year ago, everyone firmly believed that a person like him would be able to create miracles and overcome the illness.
His death has undoubtedly cast a heavy haze on the International Equality Alliance, which is growing rapidly and accepting more challenges and tests.
"Continue to translate and confirm the information." Verak paused word by word with a sullen face.
"Yes." Murphy's eyes were red, trying to stabilize his emotions, recording codes, and sending telegrams.
"What, what's the matter?" Lopez knew from the performance of the three that there was some bad news, and couldn't help asking cautiously under the instigation of others.
Murphy had no time to pay attention to them. His hands trembled to record and patted his hair. Before he knew it, tears were stained on his face, and the tears dripped on the paper.
Connie leaned on the side and cried until she couldn't help herself.
Boyin is the person she admires the most, and it was under Boyin's call that she embarked on this path and found a more valuable path of life.
"Huh..." Verak exhaled with his head trembling slightly.
"This..." Seeing that Verak was like this, Lopez and the others looked at each other, with their mouths slightly open, not knowing what to ask.
"The substation said..." Murphy looked at the newly recorded code and choked up, "Now the news of Boyne's death is still blocked, Comrade Morais is rushing back from the front line, ready to take over all the work of Boyne, Temporarily serving as the chairman of the alliance. Teacher Keating and others also rushed to Laizein overnight to assist Comrade Morais in stabilizing the overall situation... What do we want to return?"
Verak didn't know what to reply.
In the case of Boyne's death, which is a major event for the International Equality League, nothing else seems to be worth mentioning.
"Everyone, calm down for a while..." Verac sat down slowly with the help of the table, then looked up at Lopez and the others who were at a loss, and said hoarsely in the Montrego words he knew, "The Union of the International Equality League Chairman...Comrade Boyne...has passed away."
"what?!"
"How could he suddenly..."
"What the **** happened?"
Bein is too much for the International League of Equality, for all revolutionaries. The five Lopez people who finally learned the content of the telegram were also in shock and grief.
Murphy wiped away his tears, adjusted his state with a long sigh of relief, and explained the situation to the five people.
Verak took out his cigarette case and smoked one after another.
He thought of Boyin's entrustment all the way, the hundreds of days and nights he had worked with, and the day when he first met. Boyin is one of the few people he admires from the bottom of his heart, his role model, and the spiritual pillar that will always be as stable as a mountain in the rear and make all fighting comrades feel at ease.
In fact, the people closest to Boyin know his physical condition very well, knowing everything has become a matter of time.
It is precisely because of this that everyone held their breath in their hearts, cherished the Nord wedding party as the last time they met, desperately strived for victory, did not want to leave regrets, and did not want Boyne to fall before dawn...
They tried their best, and Boin also tried his best, but the result was unsatisfactory.
"Huh..." Verak puffed out a cigarette, not knowing who to tell about the progress of the revolution that he wanted to report to Boyne, and who to seek support for accepting the Montreco City Guard Corps.
Connie's sobs could be heard in my ear, Murphy suppressed his grief and pressed the button, and the voices of others sighed.
The backbone of the International Equality League has fallen, and the current backbone of this group of people cannot.
"Connie."
Connie, who was squatting on the ground and crying, looked up, and saw Verak handed her a tissue: "...Thank you... Comrade Verak...What should we do?"
Listening to Connie's cry, Verac gritted his teeth, and opened his mouth slightly after a few seconds: "The revolution must continue."
"Verak." Murphy turned his head and shouted, "During the month we lost contact, many people wrote to you, including Chairman Boyne, Teacher Keating, Comrade Morais, Comrade Nord..."
"Take your time and record everything." Verak walked up to Murphy and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hmm." Murphy, whose eyes were bloodshot, started to get busy.
"Comrade Verak..." Lopez and the other five were depressed and looked at Verak one after another.
"I'll go out for a while." After greeting Verak, he passed the door in front of several people.
He didn't go far, just leaned against the wall of the corridor, closed his eyes in a quieter environment, calmed himself down, held back his sadness, and thought about more problems rationally.
Boyin left, but their agreement will continue to be fulfilled. He wants to travel all over the world, unite the revolutionary forces, sweep together into a great wave, and create a brave new world.
To accomplish this, the most important thing right now is the cooperation with Porfirio and Gonzalez.
The news of Boyne’s death will not be blocked for long. At most, it will last until Morais rushes back to Laizein to take over the work and serve as the new chairman of the alliance.
After that, this incident will inevitably become the headlines of the world, and it will inevitably cause Porfirio and Gonzalez to re-evaluate how much the International Equality League has been affected and whether they are still suitable as their backing.
Objectively speaking, Boyne's death will definitely have a major impact on the International Equality League.
On the battlefield fighting against the government forces in Bresci, the low morale will only usher in a more violent counterattack from the enemy.
In the struggles in other places, a person who was almost worshiped as a **** fell, and the governments and local forces of various countries will definitely seize the opportunity to shake the hearts of the people again.
If Morais cannot withstand the pressure in time after taking over the job and lead the International Equality Alliance out of the haze as soon as possible, then even if Verac is determined to pretend that the International Equality Alliance has a deep layout in Montrego, it may not be able to win over To Porfirio and Gonzalez.
But not everything is terribly bad.
It takes time to accurately assess whether the International Equality League is still suitable for refuge. Next, there is no need for Verak and the others to think of a way. Porfirio and Gonzalez will take the initiative to find a reason to postpone the time of defection and wait for the situation to become more clear.
This also gave Verac and the others a chance to do all the preparatory work.
When Morais led the International Equality Alliance to withstand the pressure of all parties and continued to grow step by step, this matter was reported back to Montrego, and when Porfirio and Gonzalez re-deliberated to cooperate with them, Vivian Rucker has almost constructed a false framework, enough to convince these people that Montrego has long been under the control of the International Equality League.
In the future, with the help of Porfirio and Gonzalez, we will truly develop the Montrego sub-station of the International Equality League, and make it a fact that the sub-station controls the city of Montreco, and then we can persuade them to surrender or defeat the major warlords head-on. , so that Montrego could go for peace.
Another long breath.
Verak opened his eyes.
He knew that being able to change Menglege was the best consolation for Boyin.
When I returned to the room, the atmosphere was still gloomy and depressing, but it was better than the beginning.
Connie was still wiping her tears from time to time. She hadn’t actually met Boyne a few times, but it was just such a person who became an extremely important part of her heart.
Murphy was copying the code, and when he saw Verak came back, he immediately handed over the first translated letter: "Chairman Boyne wrote you a letter three days ago."
Verak quickly stepped forward to take the page and read it.
【Comrade Most Verak:
You finished your revolutionary work at Bash, and you rushed to Montrego without waiting for my reply. At present, you have been out of contact for nearly a month. I don’t know when we will get in touch again. In order to avoid missing communication due to various circumstances, I will write a letter in advance.
You must miss us very much in a foreign country, and so do we. You didn't say in detail what kind of danger you experienced in Bash. I believe you will do the same in Montrego. You hide the thrills in your heart and only bring back exciting news.
I have to be honest, like you, we are constantly facing challenges and threats, but fortunately, we are as safe as you in the end. My physical condition is passable, Comrades Keating, Comrades Winston, Comrades Morais, and Comrades Nord have also successfully achieved their respective victories.
Your work has only just begun, but I'm already looking forward to the day when we will all be reunited. Each of us gathers together our own small victories, and together we see what it's like to burst into big victories, living together in the brave new world we've built.
Okay, Dr. Rawson told me to rest. I have to obey his arrangement, take medicine and undergo surgery, so that I can overcome the illness as soon as possible and fight side by side with you again.
I hope that after you receive my letter this time, you can reply earlier, because the ward is really boring.
Boine
October 22, 1434]
Verak, who had already restrained his emotions, looked at the letter and wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. When his expression was instinctively tangled, tears fell down.
"Comrade Veraker." Connie, whose eyes were still red, brought a tissue.
"Thank you." Verak took it, but didn't wipe away the tears. He raised and lowered his hand holding the tissue, and there were thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to confide to Boyin, but he could only hold it in his heart forever.
"The main station said that Chairman Boin gave us all a word of advice before he passed away. He said that the world cannot be changed overnight. We need to be prepared to fight a protracted war for decades, and even continue to fight." Murphy saw Verak losing control of his emotions, and he couldn't hold back anymore. "The road ahead is still very long. We may be tired, we will fall into a disadvantage, and we will doubt ourselves, but we will win in the end."
"Well, we will win in the end." Verac folded Boyne's last letter to him and put it in his pocket, sniffing, "I'm fine, how about you? Can you still work?"
"Yes." Connie said.
"Yes." Murphy stood up.
Verak looked at Lopez and the others. Although Lopez and the others could not understand what Verac just said, their eyes were consistent and firm.
"Murphy, continue to contact the main station and sub-stations, translate the code, and report our situation to the main station after completion." Verac's tears were still flowing uncontrollably, "Lopez, you don't need to collect information today, go to the resettlement office to see See if there is any problem with the children, and come back if there is no problem, and we will hold a mourning meeting for Comrade Boyin at night."
"Yes."
"Yes."
Everyone said in unison.
Verak felt the letter in his pocket was very hot: "Thank you for your hard work."
night.
Everyone didn't know how the time passed, it was very fast and very long.
Murphy translated letters from several other people.
Mr. Keating sent two letters, one was half a month ago and the other was yesterday. The former was concerned about Veraker's situation in Montrego, and the latter was worried that Veracer would be hit by Boyne's death.
The letter from Morais was sent shortly after he entered Montrego. The content was greetings, and he told Valak Nord that he was assigned to his army. He shared that Nord resolutely refused to accept his care and wanted to be treated equally with others. .
Nord sent good news four or five days ago. His wife Catherine is pregnant, and soon he will have a new identity and become a father.
Winston, Ross and others also sent letters, sharing their recent situation and caring about Verak's life in a foreign country.
Verak has no intention of replying to them one by one for the time being. He asked Murphy to make a simplified summary of their situation and follow-up thoughts, and then reported it to the main station, waiting to discuss with the main station a feasible plan.
Lopez and the others came back early after watching the children.
With a reliable child king like Jose, the children's condition is basically stable. Verak also deliberately told Jose the location where they lived, to ensure that if they made any omissions, Jose would also take the initiative to seek help from them.
For the time being, they endured the grief and finished all the tasks that needed to be dealt with urgently. The group finally had time for them to grieve and remember to their heart's content.
Verak organized everyone to mourn for Boyne, and held a simple mourning meeting unknown to outsiders in a small room.
After the mourning was over, Murphy, who had accepted the fact of Boyne's death, had recovered a bit and asked, "Are we...will we go to the casino to see Gonzalez tomorrow?"
"See you." Verak sat in front of the desk lamp and flipped through the letter Boyin had written to him, "Boin certainly didn't want his death to slow down any of us."
(end of this chapter)
