Chapter 296: Escape from the O'Hara Incident
I don't know what the navy is thinking. They only deployed defenses in the area around the dock. There is not even a ghost on the other side of the island, and even few shells are flying over.
"Maybe it's because there are not enough ships. O'Hara Island is not small. Ten ships can't deploy defenses at all. They can only attack one side first. They will only worry about this wasteland after passing it." Barrett said to Dr. Clover who asked him questions.
"Ahem, that's really, ahem, good luck." Dr. Clover's breathing became more and more difficult, and his voice became very dry and hoarse.
"Okay, stop talking, I'm really convinced. Where can I find a doctor?" Barrett looked at Dr. Clover's increasingly pale face and said helplessly.
"I'm fine. I'm satisfied that so many people can run out. I'm an old man. I'll die if I die." Dr. Clover said with a weak breath.
"Stop talking nonsense, we're here! It's right in front, everyone get on the submarine!" It must be said that the giant Sauro ran really fast. Carrying so many people didn't affect his speed at all, and he ran directly to the small dock on the back mountain.
"You get on the submarine, I'll row the boat with you." Sauro put everyone down, and then walked quickly to his small wooden boat. The boat was made in a hurry, and it was a little small for him. He could only squeeze in without sinking. There was not even a suitable oar, so Sauro could only row by hand.
But no one cared about these at this time. The remaining dozens of scholars were stuffed into the catapult. The interior of the catapult was not small. After all, Barrett was there, and it really wouldn't work if it was smaller, but this thing was generally a single-person submarine. Stuffing so many people in one go has already made Xi'erqi in the morning rush hour look daunting, and the green skins of the Spring Festival travel rush look terrified.
Many people couldn't even find a place to stay, and could only be lifted up by others. Only the injured Dr. Clover, the female Olbia, and the youngest Robin were in a better situation. They were specially placed on the beds in the submarine's bedroom. Barrett's bed was enough for the three people to rest.
"Everyone get ready! We're leaving!" Barrett's seat was crowded with people. In this situation, the oxygen meter would alarm in less than 20 minutes, but now they couldn't take care of these. Running away was the most important thing. Barrett pushed the joystick, and the catapult struggled forward, which really embarrassed this small submarine.
"Did you leave?" Kuzan stood in the woods, looking at Sauro paddling clumsily in front and the catapult slowly diving, muttering to himself.
After pretending to leave, he made a circle and followed them again. He didn't know if Barrett had found him, but along the way, he was thinking about whether what he did was right or not. Vice Admiral Garp once told him that the longer he stayed in the navy that day, the more he would doubt himself.
At that time, he did not understand what Garp meant by this sentence, but now, he understood it and began to doubt himself. He was not pretending to be sleepy in front of Barrett just now. He was really tired. He was tired after working for a month in a row before, but today he felt extremely tired and wanted to fall asleep on the spot. Maybe he subconsciously thought that all this was a dream. As long as he woke up from the dream, he would still be in the Navy Headquarters, not here, in O'Hara, executing the inhumane Demon Slaughter Order. Demon Slaughter Order? What a ridiculous name, it should be called Demon Slaughter Order. They carried out the slaughter under the order of the devil and then contaminated themselves into devils.
What does Sakaski think? Will he also resist that order? Will he, who pursues "justice for the people", torture his heart like himself when facing such an order?
Kuzan didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. This massacre was wrong. He couldn't go on making mistakes. He couldn't resist his own heart. Even if he really wanted to be as cold as his ability, he couldn't do it. The burning justice he wanted was not this kind of burning. He wanted to burn himself, then illuminate and warm others, instead of letting others become burning torches and watching from the side.
When Sauro's figure disappeared in the sea, Kuzan turned around silently, adjusted his sunglasses, and disappeared in the burning woods. The artillery fire had extended to this direction. It was time for him to leave.
"Are you back? Kuzan." When Kuzan walked onto his ship, he found that Sakaski was standing on the deck, with his hat brim still pressed down, and no expression could be seen.
"What are you doing here?" Kuzan asked. Although he knew that Sakaski must be acting on orders, he still couldn't have a good face when he thought of the rescue ship sunk by the shells.
"I want to talk to you, can I?" Sakaski said after two seconds of silence.
"Let's go to my office." Kuzan was silent for a while. He could roughly guess what Sakaski wanted to say to him, and he just wanted to confirm his guess.
The two walked along in silence. The sailors around them didn't even dare to come forward to say hello. After all, the low pressure around the two men had already shown that they were not in a good mood. In fact, the mood of these sailors was not very good. Even though they were not ordinary sailors, most of them were lieutenants, but asking them to fire on these unarmed civilians was indeed a test. Massacres were not something that everyone could do. The pressure involved was unimaginable for ordinary people. You would feel that someone was torturing your heart every moment.
“Bang, click.” The door was locked. One of them sat on the sofa and the other sat on the office chair. They just looked at each other. No one said the first sentence, as if they were having a staring contest.
“I surrender. Tell me, what’s the matter?” Kuzan raised his hands, then leaned back and slumped in the office chair.
“You guessed it, right?” Sakaski said without a beginning or an end.
“Guessed what?” Kuzan began to play dumb. It must be said that he is a good hand in this regard. He actually learned the feeling of Borsalino without a teacher.
“I’m talking about the order to attack the supply ship.” Sakaski didn’t have the leisure to watch Kuzan’s acting, and said directly.
“So, is there really another order behind this?” Kuzan didn’t expect Sakaski to say it so bluntly, and sat up straight immediately.
"You are not suitable to learn from Borsalino. You don't have his sticky feeling. This kind of playing dumb is not suitable for you." Sakaski did not directly talk about what happened just now, but first commented on Kuzan's performance.
"Okay, okay, I know, let's talk about it quickly." Kuzan didn't expect Sakaski to have the leisure to joke at this time, and said with an unhappy face.
"Well, it's true that it was not my idea to attack the refugee ship, but the instructions of General Warring States before. Of course, this was not General Warring States' idea, but an order from a higher level." Sakaski sighed and said.
"Why did they do this? If you don't want anyone to live, then don't send the refugee ship in the first place!" Kuzan gritted his teeth and said. This expression was not common on his face, and even made his face a little distorted.
"Why else, isn't this their usual routine? An act of buying people's hearts, and I think they do have the idea of gathering people together and catching them all in one fell swoop." Sakaski said with a gloomy face.
"Then why is it you? And not others!" Kuzan asked again.
"It may be related to my remarks in the navy in the past two years. They are not happy with these remarks. This is probably a warning. If I don't do what they say, what happened to Teacher Zefa will happen to me. For example, the pirates broke free and attacked Ekaterina who was carefully examining her." Although Sakaski's tone was calm, you can tell from his clenched fists that he was not calm at all.
"Huh, is it true?" Kuzan leaned back on the chair again. Now he felt really tired, exhausted both physically and mentally.
"Don't tell this to others, Kuzan." Sakaski whispered.
"I know, don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, I grew up today." Kuzan didn't look at Sakaski, but covered his eyes with his hands and said like a whisper.
"Also, what you did on the island today was right, at least, I think so." Sakaski said softly before opening the door.
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