Chapter 209
Chapter 209 Episode 028 Are You Afraid of Death? (5)
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For such a question, she didn’t need to ponder over it at all.
No matter what battlefield, a victory based on numbers is not a strategy to consider.
Ultimately, it’s not even worth considering.
"The reason."
Glenn Hutchinson was equally unsurprised, but he followed the same drill and threw the question out.
"There’s no need," Flossie Wright swept over him indifferently, looking him straight in the eye, "There’s not just one way to fight a war. Victory built on the death toll is tantamount to defeat!"
With a slight flicker in his eye, Glenn Hutchinson had a different expression in his eyes, but he clearly did not intend to let it go at that. Leaning in slightly, he continued, "What if it’s the only possibility?"
"I don’t know the wider population, but I know my comrades." Flossie’s voice was strong and she met Glenn Hutchinson’s probing gaze unflinchingly, "And they, they aren’t just the people, they are also part of the country."
Flossie spoke with grandeur.
But there was also a bit of truth to it.
On any other day, she would go along with Glenn Hutchinson’s thoughts and casually brush off such an aggressive query. Because she never liked probing questions about her soul, nor did she like anyone digging into her mind. But it must be said, Glenn Hutchinson’s lecture today was successful. She was willing to express her thoughts, even if they deviated slightly from the norm.
Is protecting one’s comrades selfish?
𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
No, at least she didn’t think so.
If they really were on the battlefield, Flossie wouldn’t let her comrades get killed in vain, or sacrificed in large numbers. Compared to her personal feelings, she would instinctively prefer the people she knew to survive, and those she didn’t know...
It didn’t matter much, as long as she didn’t know them.
It’s natural human instinct.
Moments later, Glenn Hutchinson moved a step closer. The sudden sense of urgency was palpable as he spoke, word by word, "Are you afraid of death?"
Confused, Flossie glanced at him, then responded in the same tone, "I believe that everyone is afraid of death, but," she paused slightly, her expression becoming resolute, "we’re not afraid of dying, we’re afraid of it not being worth it."
She said, we.
That wasn’t all she was thinking, but she voiced many soldiers’ sentiments.
Who wasn’t afraid of death? But once they donned the uniform, they had to suppress that fear. Because they had to shoulder their responsibilities and protect their country—a duty they couldn’t escape. But if they had to die, they didn’t want it to be in vain.
At the very least, it had to be worth it.
Glenn Hutchinson looked at her. Her eyes were calm. She was not scared of his subtle intimidation, or of her words causing a stir. She wasn’t even afraid of any punishment she might have to face for having spoken out. She simply voiced her thoughts pure and clear.
It’s not a battlefield here, there’s freedom of expression.
But he knew well that she hadn’t fully expressed her views.
In her heart, there should be another answer.
With a slight gesture, Glenn Hutchinson indicated for her to sit. As soon as he spoke, he turned around and returned to the podium.
— End of Chapter 209 —