Cannon Fire Arc-Chapter 833 - 46 Wedding_4

Chapter 833 -46 Wedding_4

Ludmila spoke up to lighten the mood: “No, Vasily, we all died, but Marshal Rocossov will survive and lead Ante to victory. After all, he’s the man who lived through a direct hit from a 381 mm Heavy Artillery.”

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere relaxed again.

Popov came up to Vasily and whispered: “Don’t think just because you’re a Lieutenant Colonel that I won’t dare to punish you by making you carry manure!”

Vasily: “I was just trying to be funny! You understand humor, right?”

Popov: “Go be funny with the rocks in the latrine!”

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Wang Zhong continued to Yegorov and Doctor Kaja: “Both of you, I know the war has brought you unforgettable pain, and I don’t think becoming spouses now will erase that pain.

“The war has also brought me endless grief; even if I married Ludmila, even if we had children, this sadness has not faded.

“What truly let me put it aside was when we recaptured Argesukov. I returned to my father’s and best friend’s death site and placed a beautiful bouquet on their graves.

“Have I really let go completely? I don’t know. Maybe not. Every time the night grows quiet, I remember my best friend’s voice and smile, and the tea my father brewed.

“I feel that even if we conquer Plowsonia and bring the war criminals, the instigators of this war, the hidden culprits, to justice, this sadness won’t fully fade.

“No, those who have left will never return, what we’ve lost is lost forever. Every time we think of this, we will grieve, and that’s the real kick in the teeth!

“This is why Prosen must be destroyed, and justice must prevail!”

As Wang Zhong finished speaking, all the officers looked solemn.

But he shifted tones: “Yet, must we forever wash our faces with tears? I think not. In fact, I feel the sadness fading; sometimes I even smile when I remember those who have passed.

“Am I heartless? I deny that!

“Time is the only cure, the sun will still orbit around Earth…”

Wang Zhong frowned, not sure why he suddenly started quoting Jay Chou.

“So, I think you two, even though the war has hurt you more deeply than me, one day under the healing of time, you will gradually come to terms and then embrace a new life.

“Until that day arrives, you can support each other, making life a bit simpler.”

Yegorov: “Thank you, Marshal.”

Doctor Kaja also raised her glass: “Thank you, Marshal.”

Wang Zhong: “I think that besides defeating the Prosens on the battlefield, there’s another way to win, by telling the Prosens that, despite all the misery they’ve brought us, we are still not knocked down!

“Be happy, you two!”

Everyone else raised their glasses: “Be happy!”

Although Yegorov has a rough face, at this moment, he showed an expression like a poet, also raising his glass: “I, Yegorov, will also never lose on this battlefront! The sorrow brought by the Prosens will not knock me down!”

Wang Zhong: “That’s the spirit, Yegorov! Vasily, music!”

Vasily put down his glass, picked up the Bagpipe, and started playing a lively tune.

Twenty carefully selected dancers burst into the venue, dancing the traditional Kazarlian dance.

Yegorov shouted, “Move aside! You guys don’t have the energy, let me show you!”

After saying this, he downed the wine in his glass, handed the glass to Doctor Kaja, and started spinning like a top, moving to the center of the room.

Vasily’s hands moved fast, the only way to keep the Bagpipe’s melody up with Yegorov’s spinning.

Doctor Kaja yelled, “Yegorov! Didn’t you eat, spinning so slowly?”

Yegorov, as if whipped, started spinning even more frantically.

Vasily: “Don’t go faster! I’m going to break my Bagpipe! Don’t go faster!”