With this beautiful wandering girl, this so-called weapon, a prop that only obeys orders. Gilbert's heart was conflicted, and it was clear that he himself was in a precarious state.
War has no mercy on anyone, no matter whether you come from a poor background or noble birth, all it takes to kill you is a bullet through the heart or head.
Knowing that he would perish somewhere at any time, and that the way to adopt Violet was to either take her with him or, send her to a safe place, Gilbert began to follow his brother's advice, and seriously considered whether he wanted to visit the doctor everyone was talking about, Aetil Gardenia.
"You'll be training here for a while, this is the Recruitment Company, where the new recruits who have just joined the army serve."
Violet immediately stood up attentively and gave a standard military bearing to the Major.
"Aye! Major!"
Here, every day, there were new recruits who had just enlisted, and every day, there were also soldiers who were sent to the battlefield and then died, week after week, like a cycle, a cruel cycle. Violet was the only girl in this group of recruits, she was very pretty, so pretty that she might be on top, like someone out of a fairy tale, someone beautiful who combined all the good fantasies.
But it was a red fairy tale.
"Stand still for me! You mole crickets! Maggots! You guys are nothing here! I don't care what you do outside, but come here! Come before me! You're all a bunch of fucking worms!"
It seemed that this was what all new members had to go through in the enrollment ceremony, also known as the killing stick. The fierce instructor announced the Recruitment Company's rules to everyone here, suppressing their auras and making them learn to obey.
When the instructor saw Violet, the anger inside him intensified, as everyone here knew the Bougainvillea family's influence in the army. With the girl driving the Major's military vehicle and the girl's beautiful appearance, I'm afraid that when everyone sees her, the first thing they think is that she's from the back door.
"Which family's big miss is this."
"What's your name!"
The young blonde-haired girl opened her mouth, but it seemed that she couldn't answer this question because she had no name and no past. It was as if she had suddenly descended onto the battlefield, a prop, a mannequin, a killing machine.
"When the instructor asks a question! Must answer!!!"
The young girl still didn't speak, and the instructor grew even angrier at that moment, saying to everyone.
"There seems to be an arrogant young girl here today."
After saying that, the instructor grabbed the girl by the hair and lifted her out of the group and threw her roughly to the ground, there was no mercy in the man's eyes as he lifted his foot and stomped on the girl's face!
"Look! Soldiers! There is no mercy here! You are all maggots! Scum!"
At that moment the young girl was trampled, her military boots leaving blood-red boot marks on her face, and the girl fell motionless on the ground like a corpse, also not offering the slightest resistance, as she pondered over it, over every word Gilbert had said from the beginning to the moment he was dispatched.
"The major did not order me not to kill."
The instructor was about to say something else, when suddenly his feet fell, and in a flash of lightning, he saw a small figure appear before his eyes, the last image he would see, in his life.
Only a click was heard, the instructor only felt heat in his throat, after that, his nose and mouth, as if they all lost their function, making him unable to breathe, the only thing he could do was to spit out a large amount of blood. The blonde-haired girl, punched the man's throat precisely, straight into the man's throat knot, into the deepest part of the place.
There was only one thing that was true, and that was that this young girl managed to do so without the slightest hint of mercy, without giving him a chance to live, the young girl hit the instructor's solar plexus with another punch, everything happened too fast, in the blink of an eye, the man collapsed to the ground, losing all signs of life, and such a God Killer naturally caused a huge commotion in the company of new recruits.
At this moment, Gilbert clearly didn't know exactly what stupid and wrong decision he had made, right now, he was sitting inside a military vehicle, driving towards the military general hospital.
"Dr. Aetil has gone to the front line."
After hearing the doctor's answer, and after confirming the unit where Aetil served, it was a bumpy ride, and after four hours of sitting in the military vehicle, it was already noon, and with the scorching sun beating down on his head, Gilbert finally found the place where the legendary military doctor served.
"This place is also too close to the battlefield ..."
As soon as he set foot on this land, Gilbert saw the craters of bomb blasts, unabated flames, and bloodstains all over the ground. Even to his ears, he could faintly hear the sound of gunfire in the distance.
"Major!"
The crowd of soldiers stood at attention and saluted when they saw Gilbert, the people of the Bougainvillea family would be honored wherever they went. Gilbert signaled them not to make a scene, he himself walked slowly to the front of the tent, wanting to meet with the doctor named Aetil.
"Dr. Aetil is still in surgery, Major, you cannot enter."
"About how much longer."
"It's best not to wait, Dr. Aetil still has to perform five more surgeries, if you have to wait, I'm afraid you'll have to wait until evening."
"It's okay."
The scorching midday sun burned into people's moods, the mosquitoes and flies flying around never seemed to be driven away, the corpses on the battlefield attracted many flies, scavengers, malaria, and a host of other infectious diseases had spread among the soldiers. At that time, the military doctor, to these soldiers, was no exaggeration to call him a god, a deity.
Gilbert then waited from the hot sun during the day, until dusk approached in the evening, and the sun set in the west, and the sky was stained with blood red, as if this sky, was all stained with the blood of the soldiers who died in the war.
"May I see Dr. Aetil now?"
"Please come back, Dr Aetil has other matters, I can't...today."
The long wait made Gilbert's heart irritated. As soon as he heard these words, he immediately slapped his palms on the steering wheel in anger. As the second son of the Bougainvillea family, he had never been treated like this.
"Get out of the way."
"But, Major..."
"Move!"
Gilbert huffed and panted as he followed the soldier's directions to the back of the temporary medical shelter tent, but when he saw the scene before him, the anger in his heart, as if he had been doused with a pot of ice water, instantly disappeared without a trace.
Only to see a white skinny silhouette standing on the ground full of gunpowder, shell casings, sitting opposite him, there were around fifty to sixty military doctors who had come to report to him, Gilbert didn't even need to guess, just based on that kind of aura , he knew that the person standing there must be Aetil Gardenia.
Aetil just stood, and at first there were whispers and jokes from the doctors, but Aetil just stood there in front of them in silence, his head held high, looking at them all in silence.
In this cruel land, he stood tall, Aitier's silence, as if there was an incomparable power, the sound of talking gradually stopped, everyone looked at Aitier, including Kilbert who came here, looking for a long time, the major realized that he just, and even forgot to breathe.
Everyone waited for Aetil to speak, as if they were, in silence, listening to thunder. Such silent majesty, it was hard to imagine that it came from a teenage girl.
The atmosphere around them felt very heavy, even the sound of a pin falling to the ground could be heard, as Aetil slowly spoke after a long period of silence.
"Why do you guys want to be field medics?"
A simple question, but it must be answered, everyone gave Aetil many different answers, with ideals, with ambition, with responsibility, they said that they were proud to be Aetil's comrades in arms.
"Comrade in arms."
Aetil walked back slowly until he stood five or six steps away from the crowd.
"Doctors, please stand up."
"From now on, for every word I say, you will take one step towards me."
Hearing this, the crowd stood up and faced Aetil, Gilbert hide behind a pine tree, and when he saw what Aetil looked like, he never imagined that in a place where there had been such a baptism of war, there was a person so white, so pure.
"The first step, the field medic is not a combatant, he is an expert in saving lives, the soldiers have to fight against the enemy, bullets, and we have to face death holding a scythe."
"The second step, in every army there is a death index, and here, the army doctor's death index is the highest, because we have to run to the front line of the battle between the two armies many times, many times, our red cross, our medical equipment, will attract more enemies and bullets."
Everyone who took that step stopped, and after a long time, less than thirty people were left to take the second step towards Aetil.
"What's wrong with you doctors!!!! Move your feet!!! I want you to come in front of me!!!"
"I thought you guys would be my comrades in arms!!!!????"
Aetil's voice rose!
"Third Step! The wounded who fell to the ground, we have to take them back to the camp, the wounded who need immediate treatment, we have to operate on the spot in the battlefield full of bullets, you have to face blood and bones and unlimited loss of life time!"
"Step four! With any luck, the medic will leave an intact body and tell us their name, as that is the minimum standard for being a hero. I really don't know why anyone would want to be a field medic!!!"
"5th step!!! Remember your duty and mission, come to me and report to me!!!!!"
At this point, only three military doctors remained who had actually come to the front of Aitier, and everyone's legs felt like they were filled with lead, and they even stood shivering on the spot.
"I thought there would be nothing left in the end, today was really beyond my expectations."
Looking at Aetil's leaving back, Gilbert stood still where he was, he didn't know what kind of brutal battle the petite girl had gone through to make her eyes filled with indifference to life while doing great things.