The noise of large transport planes taking off and landing left Ryan grinning from ear to ear.
His body had recovered quite well. The surgery had not been especially serious to begin with.
The doctor had simply patched up the shallow wounds in his lungs, and then treated his fractures.
Broken ribs were troublesome, but after this period of recuperation, he could already walk independently.
At that moment, he was standing at the Bu Peien Restricted Area airfield. Behind him, rows of the Federal Government's latest fighter jets stood neatly arranged beneath the sunlight. The wind kicked up by the large transport planes made his heart swell with joy!
After he accepted the title of hero, the Department of Defense had intended to pull him back from the front-line troops. After all, they were heroes now.
If a hero died, wouldn't that... produce the opposite effect? Promoting them was also meant to make future arrangements easier. Leaving them slightly near the very front of the front lines clearly wasn't appropriate.
But no one had expected that something almost everyone agreed on would be rejected by Ryan! He had only one request: he wanted to learn how to fly planes and then continue contributing his strength to the Federal Government! That request... was practically a slap in the face to most people, and the Department of Defense changed its plans because of it.
Mr. Truman had especially proposed that heroes should go where heroes belonged instead of hiding in the rear! With the President's opinion behind them, this group of officers who had yet to officially take office was sent back to the front lines!
Compared with the varying degrees of reluctance shown by the others—the main reason being that they had already found better options, only for those better options