The fighting at the third location has lasted for more than 168 hours, which is more than seven days.
Skywing Mercenary Group has gained a gradual advantage, but it is still unknown which side will win next, and no one knows whether the two sides will come up with any more powerful weapons.
Brigadier General Amanda is now wearing a prisoner's uniform, his hands are handcuffed in his detention room, sitting on a chair, and in front of the table sits General Sky Wing Mercenaries, who is also a brigadier general.
Amanda Brigadier General only told her where she belonged, her rank and some of her personal information, but she didn't tell her anything about the important secrets in the military.
"If you want to get some information, I advise you to give up. If you think lynching can make me reveal information, you can give it a try."
"We didn't intend to force you to reveal information, we just asked you some personal questions." At this time, an adjutant brought a glass of water and placed it in front of the brigadier general.
The brigadier general took a sip and pushed the cup to brigadier general Amanda. Amanda watched the brigadier general in front of him drink the water. His face showed no abnormality. Amanda took the cup with both hands and took a sip of water and asked, "What do you want to ask?"
"One of the captured child soldiers is a child named Miroslav. This child wants to find his mother. His mother's name is Amanda, who is also a general." After the brigadier general finished speaking, he took the tablet from the adjutant's hand. The video on the tablet showed a little red-haired boy.
When Amanda saw Miroslav, although he remained calm, the brigadier general and the adjutant could see the flash of excitement in his eyes.
The brigadier general said, "Don't be nervous, I will not use your son to threaten you to collect information. This child is like many child soldiers. After being captured, many of them cried and wanted to find their parents. Some prisoners in the detention center also asked us to check their children. After it was found that many of the parents and children were also captured, when we arranged for the children to meet their parents through video, they burst into tears. We also prepared to send these children to the detention center to reunite them with their parents."
Listening to what the brigadier general said, although Amanda remained calm and composed on the surface, he was very excited inside.
It was Amanda who still kept a calm tone and asked, "You just said that most children cry at first, but what about a small number of children?"
"These children were very excited when they saw us and shouted murderers at us. Some of these children's parents were also in the detention center. We also arranged for them to meet via video chat. These children were not excited at all. They all wanted us to take them to their parents. Of course, some of them did not have parents. We also sent them to the detention center to see which prisoner in the detention center was willing to take care of them or adopt them."
Amanda lowered his head in thought, then took the tablet and clicked on a file. The file was a video record.
Then, push the tablet in front of Amanda.
Amanda looked up at the video on the tablet screen, his eyes filled with excitement.
Because the video on the screen shows her son Miroslav eating the cake with big mouthfuls. From eating the cake happily at the beginning to crying while eating the cake.
A female mercenary wiped Miroslav's tears with a tissue and asked why Miroslav was crying while eating her favorite chocolate cake.
"I want my mother to spend my 12th birthday with me, and I want my mother to eat cake with me." Miroslav started crying after saying this, and the female mercenary held him in her arms to comfort him.
Amanda listened to what his son said and watched his son cry. Amanda's tears kept rolling in his eyes.
The brigadier general said at this time, "We will send you and your son to the detention center, and then you and your son can live a happy family life as mother and son."
Amanda asked, "I remember that all the prisoners in your detention center are used as your labor force. Do you also want to treat the children as your labor force?"
"Don't worry about this. We just treat you adults as labor force. We will send captives under the age of 18 to schools in Guoli. They go to school like ordinary children and do the things that children of that age should do. And if these children have parents, we will make arrangements for them. They live with their parents, their parents work, and their children go to school. Oh, by the way, as prisoners, you adults can have points for your work, and the points you get can be exchanged for what you want. You can use your points to exchange for toys for the children to make the children happy."
Just as the brigadier general finished speaking, the adjutant whispered a few words into the brigadier general's ear.
"Your son wants to meet you. Do you want to have a video call with your son?"
"Yes!" Amanda responded excitedly. At this moment, she no longer had the majesty of a military general, but the mood of a mother who wanted to see her son.
The brigadier general took back the tablet, turned on the communication video on the tablet, and then pushed the tablet back in front of Amanda.
"Mom, Mom!" came the excited voice of a little boy from the tablet.
"Miroslav..." Amanda could not hold back the tears streaming from her eyes at this moment. She was very excited at this moment and wanted to hold her only remaining son tightly.
"Mom, when will you come over?"
"Mom will be here soon. You have to be obedient there and don't make your uncles and aunts angry."
"I will."
The two mother and son were chatting in the communication video. The brigadier general and the adjutant did not interrupt, but watched quietly.
About 20 minutes later, the mercenary at Miroslav informed that it was the next child's turn.
The brigadier general looked at Amanda at this time and said, "You can rest here for a few hours. We will arrange for you to meet your son and then send him to the detention center."
After saying that, the brigadier general took the adjutant and left the detention room.
Amanda At this time, he covered his mouth with both hands, his shoulders began to shake non-stop, tears and snot flowed out of his eyes and nostrils, Amanda cried.
In these years of war, Amanda lost her husband, eldest son and second son. When the youngest son turned 12, Amanda did not dare to celebrate his birthday with him.
Because on that day, her son's 12th birthday, he was forcibly taken away by the relevant departments of the state authorities, but she Amanda did not dare to make any resistance and could not protect her son like a mother.
I could only cowardly hide above me and watch my son being forcibly taken away, shouting, "Mom, save me."
Amanda even hated her own weakness. She was once a supporter of His Majesty the Emperor Newtype ism.
However, these years of war have caused her to lose her loved ones and flesh and blood, making her feel very confused and confused. Is Newtype ism really good?
Is it really possible, as His Majesty the Emperor said, to build a Newtype paradise?
Until now, she has always been confused and confused, and even felt that this was wrong?
But she didn't dare to speak out. Seeing her youngest son being forcibly taken away and sent to the battlefield, she didn't dare to put up any resistance.
Until now, seeing that her youngest son is still alive, Amanda has already made a decision in her heart. Whether His Majesty the Emperor's Newtype ism is right or wrong, it has nothing to do with her.
Because she had lost too much, her family, comrades, and subordinates left her one after another. Now, she only wanted to live with him and enjoy the happiness of a family with her youngest son.
Family happiness is already the greatest luxury and greatest desire in war. This desire has come to her, and she must grasp it.
Once the war is over, she will resign as a general and leave the army to live a normal family life with her son.
Because family happiness is the greatest joy and happiness in life.