Durin's Diary

Chapter 1047 The Exhaustion of Domineering Aura

Between the tables, Du Lin learned that back then, Big Guy, Wang Ba Jing, Luo Fei, and Xiao Hu were all classmates at the same school.

Later, some went to Shanhaiguan, some went to Yumenguan, and many more joined the navy, becoming the most fearless marines.

In that battle, most of their graduating class died on the beach. Chen Xiaohu and Wang Bajing survived, but they also suffered from severe shock syndrome. They spent three years and two years and nine months in the naval sanatorium, respectively.

Now that I've seen my friends again, only a few of them remain, it feels like a lifetime has passed.

During the meal, Consort Luo frequently toasted the turtle spirit—because he had risked his life to carry her younger brother back from a pile of dead bodies on the beach.

The fact that the Luo family is still alive today, with only one heir left, is entirely thanks to him.

The big guy also sighed. Back then, when he was in Shanhaiguan, he heard about the war in the south and was so angry that he publicly criticized the female direct relatives of the navy in the military's internal reports.

He was warned twice by the army for this and was demoted once. Even after retiring, he was still a field officer, despite being a regimental commander, who was at least a general.

It's because he insulted the navy without any restraint, and his insults were extremely vulgar; his mouth was full of profanity.

The navy couldn't do anything about him, so they could only argue with the army. Several prime ministers would curse each other in the Golden Hall every day, and occasionally their subordinates would tug at each other's hair, giving the illusion that vulgar literature had entered the hall of high culture.

"It's a pity that no matter how loudly you curse, you can't win back a friend whose friendship is as clear as the sun and moon." The big guy said this with a look of desolation on his face: "I still remember when we took a group photo after graduation. We were the tallest, so we were at the end of the line. I never thought that after that, we would lose so many brothers on the battlefield."

"So many years have passed, take it easy. If the old brothers had a way, they would probably have finished elementary school by now." Wang Bajing took a sip of his drink, then looked down at the cigarette between his fingers: "It's just a pity that I couldn't bring your sixth son back. I really couldn't find him. The beach was too big."

"It's all fate. This isn't your fault. You're telling me to let it go, but you can't let it go at all." The big guy reached out and patted the turtle spirit on the shoulder.

“You’re not there, so there’s no use in being anxious.” After saying that, Wang Bajing raised his glass and took a sip with Du Lin, who was sitting opposite him.

After a few rounds of drinks and a hearty meal of roasted meat, even the turtle spirit's greyhound had its fill of bones. Du Lin watched the two grown men run to the side to relieve themselves, then turned to look at Luo Fei and asked, "Were you two close friends when you were young?"

"Yes, we were classmates in elementary school. Later, in high school, he and Xiaohu were transferred to the Naval Academy because of their swimming skills. But they still sneaked back to take a group photo. No one expected that a few years after that photo, all the brothers in the same class would be wiped out on that beach. Xiaohu was seriously injured. He fought the whole battle on the beach, carrying twenty-seven brothers onto a small boat. In the end, he couldn't carry them anymore and was dragged onto the boat by the navy while crying."

At this point, she sighed: "That battle created a rift between the Army and the Navy that would last for twenty years. Back then, the Marines were recruited from the Army. The soldiers said that the Army had betrayed the Marines, and they all had grievances."

Speaking of this, the concubine, who had once worked for the Military Intelligence Bureau, raised her glass and lightly clinked it with Dulin's.

“Mr. Dulin, you seem to understand my husband very well,” she said, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Dulin simply smiled.

He truly understood Big Guy. That night, he lost most of his junior brothers, and his senior brothers were almost all dead. Just to kill those few families, they demolished half the city and dropped tons of ammunition. They showed no mercy. Anyone who appeared in front of them was either a comrade or an enemy. In the end, they couldn't even distinguish between them. The only reason they mechanically pulled the trigger was to live and see the night pass.

After the war, Dulin also assassinated many people who cursed the Tower, including journalists, writers, and even the dead who had lost their families at night.

Therefore, Dulin completely understood the big guy. In his view, the fact that he didn't try to find an opportunity to shoot him was already very polite. Although he couldn't find an opportunity either, after all, the old man had killed someone back then.

Therefore, someone like Du Lin, who is impolite, lacks martial ethics, and is not a good person, has already gone too far in indulging himself and is a scourge among scourges.

Because Dulin discovered that being a good person is useless. No matter how many people you save, you can't prevent the day when the dead survivors you let go back then will make you lose everything—family, friends, descendants, and even your reputation will be ruined after death.

Just like those three families, they were cursed even after they died.

Killing a few corrupt officials makes one a great villain.

Although some might say that after a person dies, birds fly to the sky, so who cares if it cracks or not.

But someone will always have to step up and clean up his mess, and just like before, many, many people will die.

Therefore, Dulin abandoned his humanity so that future generations of young people would not suffer like that.

Does it matter whether you are a good person or a bad person?

Not important at all.

The important thing is to be a person with a clear conscience. So I'm a fucking bad guy who kills the remaining offspring, I'm not a fucking good person. In order to prevent future generations from suffering like I did, I can be the worst villain in the world, killing the bastards that no one else in the world wants to kill.

The doctor at the tower said that Dulin had a serious mental illness, but Dulin just found the old man with white hair and white pupils noisy.

“Mr. Dulin, you must have a secret. People say you have a twin soul. Could you tell me about your past life? I’m very curious.”

Dulin nodded, not hiding anything, but simply took out a projector and put on the Blade Runner movie he had filmed years ago: "My past life is hard to understand in words, but I made a movie a few years ago, and my world in my past life was pretty much like the movie. You can take a look."

Dulin felt that the lady might not be able to understand it.

But when the two men who had relieved themselves returned, Dulin discovered that the lady had actually understood everything—she even knew what prosthetics and consciousness uploading were.

“My mentor is Luo Houtu. People in our military intelligence department all learned intelligence analysis from him.” The lady said, while beckoning her husband and friends to come and watch a movie together.

That's fine too. With the spring sunshine, watching a movie is a good idea.

With this realization in mind, Dulin leaned back in the rattan chair.

At this moment, Kal'tsit appeared out of nowhere and lay on Dulin's stomach, purring like a cat.

(End of this chapter)