Change (5)

After an early meal on the day of the election, winter was long overdue for battle. To encourage citizens to elect, war heroes were going to patrol each polling station individually. Satisfied with the weight of the bulletproof vest and vest filled with magazines, winter worries a little.

‘I hope you're not just creating more anxiety. ’

If encouragement is the sole purpose, it is better to carry a medal in conquest. I heard that actually came out as well. with the intention to show that order has been restored. Nevertheless, at the top, perhaps the White House Command Room, we decided to arm the war heroes.

I don't know why. Now I am reluctant to ignore even the slightest risk. Winter inspected the rifle and inserted a magazine. A cheerful hiss echoes with a single shot. Adjustments were kept safe. Anne, who was watching with her arms crossed, looked anxious.

“Are you sure you want to do this? And the fracture doesn't hurt? ”

This is still a hospital. Winter answered honestly.

“It's a little uncomfortable. ”

“Sure."

“Still, it's not hard to move. You need to be careful. ”

It was also the judgment of winter and the diagnosis of physicians. The bones are not fully attached, but if you just refrain from strenuous exercises, you can go back to everyday life. All other wounds besides the fracture healed. A leisurely patrol with a level of walking on horseback. It was easily digestible.

Anne sighed.

“If it gets hard, you have to say it. ”

“Okay."

I'm worried. Winter smiles outside.

“Let's go.”

The basement parking lot was where I was headed with her. Excel, who was waiting, greets the rider. The winter that calmed down with a hug on his neck looked at Manuel Hayes who had brought Excel.

“It's good to see you're okay. I heard you had a hard time. ”

“Yes…. ”

“Thank you for protecting Excel. I think it was a good decision to save your life. ”

At the end of winter, the executioner bites his lip. It was a face that struggled to suppress the feeling of blessing.

When the rebellion broke out, the trailer carrying Excel got caught in a car accident in front of Thomas Jefferson Memorial. An asylum guard named Cadillac crashed into the passenger seat. The officer who was escorted for surveillance purposes died immediately. Normally, there would have been a patrol car ahead or behind, but not then. As a spectator, one prisoner who worked in a unique forced labor was neglected.

“Let me ask you a question. ”

Glaring winter.

“Why didn't you run away? ”

There was enough room to run. The dead officer had the keys to the chains and the weapons. As a death penalty who could not wait for the future, it was a better choice to remain silent through opportunities than to act as a carpenter who did not know when it would end.

Nevertheless, Hayes did not give up Excel until the last moment. He hides in the Thomas Jefferson Memorial and waits for the commotion to pass, guarding Excel, and when the situation is resolved, he comes to the police himself.

I had already read the affidavit in the report, but winter wanted to hear the answer by my training.

There was a reason for that.

Hayes replied with a condescending attitude that was unique to low self-esteem.

“I wanted to be human. ”

“Being human? ”

“I'm a little ignorant...... but it's hard to explain...... but I felt like if I ran away from there, I'd never get another chance. The opportunity to be proud of me, him, and me... ”

A voice that loses confidence and decreases. Nevertheless, winter recognized the thirst that melted there. I want to be recognized. He wants to confirm himself. Winter found that part.

“So, did you make any money? ”

“What is income...? ”

“The sense of accomplishment. You did something.”

“ ……. ”

Hayes nods hesitantly, looking at you. Winter knocked him on the shoulder.

“Be confident. At least I'm grateful to you. ”

The prisoner's eyes flush.

To tell you the truth, there were many who confirmed him besides winter. It is because the monument in which he fled, the temple dedicated to the father of the building, also hid other citizens. They crouch in fear and ask the prisoner. What are you doing here? The prisoner replied, guarding the Winter Commander's words. This question is now addressed as a burden. The image of Hayes has been a pretty peculiar asshole. He also goes on to tell stories of how the midwinter commander enlightened him. It was hard to avoid.

Winter in Excel's saddle stares at Hayes.

“I only live as I do now. ”

“ ……. ”

“The sins you commit won't go away, but there's no reason why they should all be yours. I'm a human being every chance I get. So that even if you die, you can die as a person. And let others remember you as the same person. I don't want the rest of my life to be meaningless just because I don't know when my brother will be executed. ”

Even after the death penalty has been pronounced, very few cases lead to actual execution. There are exceptional states like Texas, but this was not Texas. I know the prisoner. I know the winter. Nevertheless, he mentioned the execution and death of his brother to remind him of the awareness. Good deeds do not make up for evil deeds. Evil was evil, and good was good.

“One last time. Thank you for protecting my friend. I'll remember you.”

Hayes rubs his wet eyes. The snow-catching winter sends a signal to Excel. The horse begins to walk with a tingling hoof. Equally, Anne on a horse and a mounted cop followed the winter.

As I climbed up the ramp, winter revisited the conversation a little while ago. The feelings for Hayes were doubled. I think he showed me that anyone can be a better person if they're given a chance. Of course, the world made up of other people is not generous and generous enough to give everyone an opportunity. Here or out, it was impossible in the first place. Nevertheless, Hayes' tears were deeply impressed in the unsuspecting winter.

The reeds spilled.

A crowd filled in front of the hospital cheered for the appearance of winter. The flash pops. Winter salutes them with a slightly awkward smile. I often looked down in the room because of the growing number of skeleton-shaped T-shirts.

Then I met a man's eyes. The emotion spreads across his face. His joy pierces the commotion.

“Commander in the middle of winter saw me! ”

The person next to me was cruel.

“No, you saw your T-shirt! ”

“ ……. ”

The amount of difficulty increased with the winter smile.

In retrospect, Anne was in a tight spot despite this atmosphere. Busy boundaries are not covered with dark sunglasses. It was a concentration that would consume my physical strength by itself. I'm already sad when I think about being like that all day.

‘It's okay not to worry so much.... ’

I'm thinking of doing it alone. There was no way to convince Anne.

As a result of overcoming the deadly crisis, winter at this point became stronger than ever. Combat skill enhancements were limited, but the senses usually entered the superhuman realm. Even when the injury was not healed, he was still confident to project more combat power than before the injury. It is extremely unlikely that the assassination of winter will succeed in any way. If the best sniper in the world is the best sniper in his life, he should be at a level that looks promising.

There have been remarkable advances in Disease Resistance and Toxicity Resistance. Each of them reached an impossible level without being born naturally, so it would be difficult to kill winter by vague means. I am confident that at least I will be free from necrotoxin.

Nevertheless, we regret that the epidemic immunity is still far away. There are only a few steps left to qualify, but a few. The investment in the senses seems relatively small.

Maybe I'll just settle down.

It is no exaggeration to say that the world is the best practical in winter. I could convince myself how serious the threat of the apocalypse would be. No, you have to say you want to. It was another aspect of the urge to cross the wall from time to time, an emotion for Anne. Give up everything else, get rid of the outside world's audience, and just be with Anne to live a happy life.

However, that life will eventually lack an answer. For spring, for winter. In the beginning, winter was not good at deceiving himself. No matter how much afterlife has continued to protect my heart.

How many times have I repeated this shallow notion without being lazy?

“Commander in the middle of winter! ”

The reporter covering the polling station held out the microphone at a distance. I quickly ask a lot of questions in case I get paper towed.

“I've never seen you hospitalized with injuries before! Are you okay now? Aren't you overreacting at the behest of your superiors? How's President McMillan doing? Is there anything different from what is commonly known? ”

I know there's a rumor going around that the President is dead. Winter responded with a relaxing warmth.

“As you can see, I'm fine. Many of you have cheered me on. I am happy to be able to fulfill my duties again. And your status is exactly as it was announced. I hear you'll regain consciousness soon enough. I believe that his strength has overcome one of the toughest times in American history. He will surely come back to us. ”

A frolic reporter asked a new question.

“Many celebrities have recently given their love for charity auctions to help D.C. citizens! Are you willing to participate in these events? ”

“... I have a heart, but I don't have anything to call a favorite. ”

All I can think about right now is the community watch that Lieutenant Sierra Roo gave me and Kurt Lee's wedding ring. However, the clock was planned to be taken to reunion with the commander, and the ring was a promise to one day fit directly into Ann's ring. A medal is forbidden in the first place. I am reluctant to sell personal gifts. Everything else, I wondered how much it would cost.

Journalists put in their mouths what winter had not thought of yet.

“How about a commemorative coin! ”

“Oh?”

“As an Honorary Medal of Honor winner, I understand you've received two types of commemorative coins! There are observations in the industry that alone could provide a substantial portion of the budget to repair damage! May I expect another noble commitment to the Commander?! ”

It was a rude question that was easy to force. Winter shrugs, blocking Ann from stepping forward.

“That's what it looked like. ”

“Can I take that as a yes?! ”

“Yes, I will donate both. ”

No hesitation. Reporters hesitate, and the noise of the people watching decreases.

“Are you both……? Don't you think that's a shame? That's more than just honor. ”

Gold medalists, or their families, were branded thirteen stars instead of a serial number for identification. That was different and special from any other coin. It was an honor that was hard to translate into money, as the journalist said. Of course, the collectors won't spare money.

It needs to be a little colorful. Winter opened its mouth after choosing a tone and a word.

“I'd be lying if I didn't regret it. But wouldn't it be more honorable to help the citizens? Thank you for sharing your opportunity. ”

“So, you promise to stay here? ”

“Promise... Yes, you're welcome to accept that. ”

Reporters tried to say more, but were buried in the voices of citizens who admired the name of winter. Ann stopped the reporters this time.

After patrol left the polling station, Anne asked winter in a difficult mood.

“You didn't forcibly say yes because it was hard to refuse, right? ”

I laughed in the sense that winter was a relief.

“Anne said it was the virtue of people who like me. To be a virtue to more people, in case things change after today. It's what I do for myself before I help people, and it's what I do for you. What a waste.”

If it wasn't for this, I would have donated it anyway.

“There is no set future, and I decided to believe that. ”

“ ……. ”

At least we can avoid the consequences of being tied to the prophecy and fulfilling it. Anne looks suspicious when she hears the ambiguous words, but winter leaves out more explanations. And it's inexplicable.

The next morning, winter found out who the new president of the United States was. The reversal did not occur.