The imprint of the universe and the return of all things

Section 2. Brad’s memories

After watching Kurosawa-hime leave, Brad turned his head and looked out the window, continuing to blow the sea breeze.

The warm sea breeze blows slowly, making your body comfortable and your mind relaxed. And the bright white moon hanging high in the night sky is intoxicatingly beautiful.

In such a quiet night, he unconsciously thought of many people and many things in the past. I recalled my various experiences.

Brad subconsciously touched the amber pendant hanging on his chest. His thoughts were like the waves on the sea outside the window, ups and downs...

He was born in a small town in Texas, USA. His parents died when he was young. Grew up in a local orphanage. When he was 17 years old, he was young and rebellious. In order to get out of the orphanage as soon as possible and gain independence, he resolutely gave up his studies and chose to join the army. From then on, he became an American soldier.

Since then, with his smart mind, strong physical fitness, and excellent fighting talent, he has grown rapidly in the army. After more than ten years of hard work, he was promoted from the lowest rank of third-class private to the rank of lieutenant colonel, and finally became an outstanding officer who can stand alone.

In the process, he followed the troops to unfamiliar battlefields one after another and received cold orders one after another from his superiors. In the cruel war, he had saved the lives of some people, but what he usually did more was ruthlessly taking the lives of others. He had killed so many people that he couldn't even remember his own.

Except for feeling nervous and uncomfortable when he kills for the first time, he feels nothing at other times. He has seen too much death in life and has long been numb.

He has never thought about fighting for the so-called honor and justice, because in his view, all wars are almost conflicts of interests, and there is no absolute justice at all. He desperately kills people on the battlefield with a very simple motive, simply because this is his profession and a means for him to gain military honors, earn rewards, and live a prosperous life. The more people there are, the higher the income. As long as the reward is high enough and he is asked to participate in the dirtiest war in the world and do the dirtiest killings, it doesn't matter to him.

Every time he received a generous reward, he would take the money to spend the day and night and enjoy himself to his heart's content. He enjoys fine wine, delicious food, beauties, and luxury cars, and derives great satisfaction from luxurious materials and indulgent emotions.

At that time, he had no lofty pursuits or profound thoughts about life. He only wanted to continue living his bohemian life until his death."Life is short, live in the moment" (carpediem) is his favorite motto.

This mental state lasted for a long time.

However, as he grew older, as more and more killings occurred, and as the death scenes he saw became more and more tragic, his thoughts gradually began to change.

Especially after he became the captain of the Delta Special Forces squadron, many things happened during the execution of certain special missions, which impacted his concept of life again and again, making him often think about the end of life in this world. has no meaning.

And among those thrilling incidents, there were a few that left a particularly deep impression on him and could never be erased...

The first incident happened on a sunny summer day when a group of famous American super-rich people came together to... They discussed some things about charity, got together, took a cruise on a luxury cruise, and held a grand banquet on the cruise ship.

This event was supposed to be kept secret. But I don’t know why, but a group of Gong terrorists learned about it in advance. The gang of terrorists formulated a sophisticated terrorist attack plan for this purpose. When the cruise ship sailed into the high seas, they suddenly launched a sneak attack on the luxury cruise ship and hijacked the entire cruise ship.

The U.S. intelligence agency only learned of the relevant situation belatedly after the terrorists succeeded, and then hurriedly notified the White House. Under the crisis, the White House had no choice but to ask the US military to send special forces to rescue the people on the cruise ship and eliminate the gang of terrorists. And he was the commander of that operation.

When he led his troops to the scene of the incident, although he successfully killed the gang of Gong terrorists, it was a pity that it was too late. The gang of Gong terrorists had already brutally murdered all the people on the cruise ship.

When he directed the soldiers to clean up the scene, he looked at the corpses of the wealthy people displayed on the deck and thought that they were all powerful and famous figures who often made headlines in major media and achieved great results in their respective fields. They have achieved extremely high achievements and made great contributions to the development of society. Not only are they successful in their careers, but they also have lovely wives and children, a happy family, and live an enviable life. They are a group of people. winner in life. But so what, now they are no different from those dead fish on the sea. They have turned into lifeless skins, waiting to rot and stink, and then die away and turn into a pile of insignificant dust.. This is their fate, a fate they cannot escape even if they have stood at the top of the human pyramid. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

The second incident occurred at a foreign military training ground. At that time, with the support of the United States, a revolution took place in a country in South America, and a pro-American government was established. In order to help the country's government suppress the armed opposition, the United States sent a group of military advisers to the country to provide military training to the country's army. He was one of this group of military advisers.

He was reluctant to participate in this training project, but in order to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors, he had to be patient and train the country's soldiers seriously. Unfortunately, due to language barriers and cultural differences, as well as the generally low quality level of local soldiers, even though the military advisers personally demonstrated and guided many times, the soldiers never understood the key points and found it difficult to master the know-how.

Not long after, during an anti-tank live-fire exercise, he witnessed a young soldier mistakenly launch two anti-tank missiles due to an operational error. The deviated artillery shells flew straight towards a soldiers' dormitory building three kilometers away from the training base, destroying the entire dormitory building instantly. There were dozens of soldiers resting in the dormitory building. Without knowing it, all those soldiers were killed by missiles, and no one survived.

When he looked at the broken corpses of soldiers being carried out from the rubble afterwards, he suddenly felt that the whole thing was very absurd. Dozens of lives that were alive and healthy just a few minutes ago disappeared inexplicably just because a stupid guy made a tiny mistake. The reason why these people originally chose to be soldiers may be because they want to die for their country, maybe they want to fight for their ideals, or they want to sacrifice for their loved ones. Maybe, just like themselves, they work purely for money, but in reality The result was that they died humbly in the most worthless, unrewarding, and meaningless way. Moreover, the most helpless thing is that they had no chance to choose or resist at all. Everything happened so suddenly and unprepared that they didn't even have time to scream. Life stopped abruptly and ceased to exist.. All this made him feel sad.

The third incident happened at the US military base in Okinawa, Japan.

At that time, some unusual military actions occurred in a country in the Western Pacific, which made the US military very vigilant. In order to find out the situation, the top US military officials dispatched him to the US military base in Okinawa to work with the Air Force special operations troops stationed there to conduct a special reconnaissance mission. After the mission, he was arranged to rest at the Okinawa base for some time.

It’s summer and autumn, and sea turtles frequently come ashore to lay eggs on Okinawa’s beaches. During this period, while taking a walk on the beach, he accidentally discovered two lines of text engraved on the shell of an old turtle. The content of the text is a Japanese name"Nagachi Hisaki" and a string of"1945.03.13" date numbers. He thought it was interesting at the time, so he took a photo of the text on the turtle shell with his mobile phone.

Later, out of curiosity, he went around Okinawa to investigate this name. After some inquiring, I finally found this"Naganuchi Hisakichi" in a dusty list of Japanese soldiers in World War II in a local archives.

There are only a few words written about Hisakichi Nagauchi. It is only recorded that Nagauchi Hisakichi, who was 22 years old at the time, was drafted into the army in January 1945 and joined the Japanese First Air Fleet. His parents died young, leaving him alone with no relatives or relatives. In early April, he was recruited into the"Kamikaze" and was killed in the battle of Okinawa, the bloodiest battle in the Pacific battlefield, by flying a fighter plane into a US warship in a suicide attack. Other than that, there is no other information.

This matter may seem trivial to others, but to him, it is quite shocking. Because he thought that the young soldier named Nagauchi Hisakichi might have carved his name on the turtle's shell out of fun. But not long after, his short life ended in a tragic way in a war that was destined to fail. But that sea turtle still lived leisurely in the sea for nearly a century. Therefore, in a sense, the life of this young soldier is not as comfortable and interesting as the turtle he once played with. Moreover, what is even more tragic is that this young soldier has long since died on the battlefield. He has no relatives or descendants to commemorate him, and there is no tombstone for the martyr to be remembered by the world. If it were not for the name engraved on this turtle, I am afraid that this turtle would not be here. In the vast world, there is no trace left at all of having survived in this world, and it will be forgotten forever in the long history, as if it has never existed...