Blackstone Code Chapter 1332: Three A
A comfortable life makes people comfortable with the status quo.
Comfort does not necessarily mean luxury, as long as the environment makes people feel comfortable, it is a comfortable life.
It's like... a warm blanket in winter, an ice drink in summer.
A comfortable life does not necessarily require living in a villa manor. It is comfortable to enjoy many people serving you alone, and to eat things that others can't afford in their entire lives.
Comfort can also be just sitting on the couch eating fat-making junk food and laughing silly at the TV, which is also a kind of comfort.
As long as you are comfortable, inertia breeds, as well as a fear of leaving your comfort zone.
Austin hadn't thought about renewing his will for two years.
Fighting smugglers at the outposts, and often fighting with those armed smugglers, no one knows when they will be taken out of this world by a bullet they didn't pay attention to.
So at that time she, and other members of the anti-smuggling team, had the habit of preparing a will first.
How to arrange the flowers at home, how to arrange the books, how to arrange the cat, how to arrange the dog, how to arrange the money...
There will be different thoughts at different time periods, and maybe when I come back home, a lot has changed in my home.
So every time a vacation ends, it's a time for them to reconsider how a will should be written.
In case of unfortunate death, at least it won't be so "hurried".
But right now, she doesn't need to think about that.
The safety of life has made her lazy and terrified of leaving it.
The elevator door slowly closed. She came to her senses and pressed the elevator button a few times. The elevator door that was about to be closed opened again.
There are two levels of doors. After all, some things are not so advanced at this time.
Lynch's words made her a little confused.
Entering the elevator, she is always thinking about this.
In the end I didn't have any answers myself.
If the war really breaks out, she needs to go to the front line... There is a high probability that she will not come back.
Many people's impression of war and death is not so direct. We found in some reports and statistics that an average of how many bullets can destroy an enemy.
Maybe hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of bullets, which gives people the wrong idea that "a few hundred thousand or even tens of thousands of bullets are shot at me and nothing will happen".
This statistical method is inherently problematic.
You should see how many people died in each battle, in each war.
In a conflict in which both sides have thousands of people, the commander can easily leave hundreds of lives (each other) with a normal mind.
In every normal battle, there will be about 3 to 10 percent, and even more people will stay there forever.
This is not a small number, this ratio is actually very scary, and no one can guarantee that they will never be one of the seemingly not many people.
At this time, it is obviously meaningless to count how many bullets are consumed, because you kill others, or are killed by others, only one bullet is enough!
The battlefield is dangerous, and Austin knows that.
If she participates in the war and is sent to the front line, there is a high probability that she will not be able to return.
The elevator slowly stopped on the top floor, Lynch stepped out, and she followed closely.
She was thinking about this all afternoon. If the military really asked her to go back and join the war, would she go?
She believes this is a high probability because she is "experienced".
Inexperience is the deadliest thing for the current federation, so they sent people to Blackrock Security, so they communicated with Gefra.
After the outbreak of the war, it is the plan of the Ministry of Defense to have experienced people take up the positions of middle and lower-level captains.
In fact, it's not just her. Once the war breaks out, many people in Blackstone Security may be "recalled" by the Ministry of Defense.
It wasn't until the evening when he got off work and got into the car on the way back that Austin answered Lynch's question in a dazed way.
"I don't know."
"What?" Lynch asked her.
Austin didn't hide, "I'm afraid of the question you said before."
Lynch raised his eyebrows slightly, "I just said something casually, it's not even a problem in itself."
"But I thought about it, I don't know!" Austin shook his head.
"I didn't think about this before, but you asked today, I really don't know."
After Austen finished speaking, she fell into silence again. After about a few minutes, the shaking of the vehicle woke her thinking.
The evening rush hour is very congested, and the cars always stop and move for a while.
"You said, will war really break out?", she asked again.
Lynch nodded, without any impatience, "The only way the Federation wants to prove that it is the strongest is to fight other countries."
"Win the fight. Before the next war, the Federation has the final say."
"I lost... in fact, it has little to do with us ordinary people." Gu
The Federation belongs to a continental country and has enough strategic depth. As long as it is not a battle to destroy the country with all its strength, for the Federation, even if it loses, it doesn't matter.
It's amazing to continue to fight, to fight each other's production capacity, and it may not be that you can't last until the end!
So this war will definitely break out.
Austin fell silent again.
She was thinking about these things when someone was in bed at night, and all of a sudden she asked Lynch, "Would you like to have a shot?"
"Sorry?" Lynch, who was lying on the bed in pajamas and was reading a book, turned to look at Austin, who was sleeping on the other bed, and wondered if he heard it wrong, "You just said..."
"Do I want to have a shot?"
Austin nodded, "I think you're right, war will break out, no matter how good or bad the situation is, I'll definitely be on the front lines."
"I don't know if I have a chance to come back. If I just go, I'm always a little unwilling."
Her voice was a little disappointed.
In fact, Austin is not too old. She is in her mid-thirties. The work and life of the anti-smuggling team keeps her in good shape.
Apart from some calluses on the hands and shoulders, it doesn't seem to be much of a problem.
When she was in the anti-smuggling team, her interpersonal relationship was not chaotic. In a place with such a military background, if the relationship was chaotic, it often meant that it was directly rotten to the end.
Those soldiers don't think it's a problem for a female soldier to be raped, they only think about whether they can get in.
Once people relax their demands on themselves, in the closed and authoritarian environment of the military, there is no possibility of taking a step back.
Unless you stick to that step from the start.
Some women do fail, and then it becomes a sore point for the feminist movement to attack the military — recruiting female soldiers to actually satisfy male soldiers, both emotionally and physically.
Occasionally people do see some scandals come to light, as if the military is in great disarray.
They often criticize the military so much, as if they forgot to have women in the military, and that's what they asked for - women should also have the right to enlist to defend their country!
The education level of federal soldiers is often not high. When they encounter these problems, they will not consider why you let him go and not me.
What they think is that if he can go, so can I.
Unless not given a chance in the first place, many scandals people see are often caused by these "untouchable" women.
In the federal army, a girl who can relax everyone will not go to the front line...
Austen's life is relatively simple and monotonous, and she is now thinking of a different way of life.
The ghost knows if he has a chance to live until the end of the war, why not live a little easier when he can still control himself?
Lynch hesitated.
Austin stood up.
She is on the cot by the window in Lynch's bedroom. She needs to protect Lynch, so even at night, she will sleep in Lynch's room.
Including sometimes when Lynch plays a friendly match with some girls or women, she's on the spot watching, or not far away.
At first she thought the girls didn't love themselves~IndoMTL.com~ but by this point, she was inexplicably horny.
I also roughly understood what the girls were thinking.
It's all about seeking happiness, so why not find someone handsome?
She took off her bulletproof vest and underwear and walked over to Lynch's bed.
Lynch admires her body, sheer admiration.
He raised his hand and stroked the scar left by a gunshot wound and asked, "Is this a gunshot wound?"
Austin nodded, "...In the spring of this year, when I was on patrol, I found someone was smuggling. At that time, there were only four people on my side. The captain decided to stop it, and then exchanged fire."
"The other party is some teenage boys who seem to be having a bad time. I don't think they are in any danger."
"Then they shot me..."
The bullet hit her lower right shoulder, and a penetrating wound can be seen on the side of her chest.
The teenage boys later provided the scavengers on the border with the food they needed to survive.
Lynch was a little surprised. He didn't see Austin's body up close, and he was just curious at this time.
"What about this?", his fingers still wandering, another scar, this time on his waist.
Obviously, this was also a gunshot wound.
"We were attacked while patrolling, a bullet went into the car, and after bouncing back and forth twice, hit me..."
They were just regular patrols, but they happened to come across a deal that was about to start.
The smugglers thought they had been discovered and went straight to the attack.
A total of seven anti-smuggling team members were killed that time, and more than 30 smugglers were arrested and killed.
Even though Austin was injured at the time, she insisted on firing back at the enemy.
Every scar is a badge of honor and proof of victory over death!