Chapter 24 The Journey of Love

"Reese? Parks?" When the two conductors left, the girl sat down again, leaned against the chair, and elegantly cigaretteed a cigarette. "Sergeant?"

"Yes!" Parks smiled reluctantly, then nodded and said nothing more. Even in the face of such a beautiful girl, he was not in the mood to say a few words. Suddenly, he left the familiar military camp and his comrades-in-arms, and his heart was still adjusted, and his mood was not very high.

Seeing that Parks didn't say anything, the girl just looked out of the window and couldn't help squinting and looking at him carefully.

Parks knew that the girl was secretly looking at her, and he didn't mind. He just felt a little tired, and then gently closed his eyes.

"Boom!" With a sound, the soil splashed everywhere, and several figures shook in front of them. The snowy knife body faintly penetrated the cold air in the hazy fog.

The comrades-in-arms were in front of him, blocking the passing of the cold light, blood splashing on his face, and even feeling the warm heat.

"No--" Zhang Xiang roared heartbreakingly, trying to stand up, but a butt of the gun hit his head fiercely, and he felt his head buzzing.

"Ban!" Bang, bang, bang, bang,

The huge kinetic energy of the desert flying eagle in his hand hit several people in front of him and flew out.

"Brother Xiang--" Suddenly, a panicked voice sounded from behind.

When Zhang Xiang turned around, he saw two tall figures holding AK47 and spitting fire at himself.

"Poo" "Poo" "Poo" "Poo"...

Bullets make a dull sound on the human body. A soft body fell into his arms. It was a comrade-in-arms who had just made a panic sound. Zhang Xiang pulled out the bayonet, and the tip of the knife penetrated the throat of a figure, making a "cluck" gasp. Another person wanted to lift the muzzle of the gun. Zhang Xiang pulled out his bayonet and spilled a few drops of blood in the air.

"Poo--" A short and desperate voice came from the man's throat, and then fell straight to the ground and twitched.

"Surrender!" A stiff Chinese came from afar, "You have been surrounded!" The hazy figures around swayed everywhere. Zhang Xiang squatted down and looked down at him who had just fallen to the ground and became a comrade-in-arms for himself.

"Live...live!" The comrade-in-arms's lips squirmed, and his eyes gradually lost their spirit.

"Ah--" Zhang Xiang felt that his chest was about to explode. He suddenly stood up, raised his pistol and QBZ95 automatic rifle in his hand, and began to shoot crazily.

The figure that keeps falling down seems to be like wood.

"Boom--" There were a few loud noises. The shell exploded beside Zhang Xiang. The huge air waves overturned him to the ground and hit the ground fiercely on his back. Then he saw the muzzle of the black hole, shining continuously at him.

"No--" Parks suddenly raised his head and looked around in panic.

Soft light, and the click of the train.

"Did you have a nightmare?" A gentle voice came from the opposite side.

"I'm sorry!" Parks smiled at the girl opposite him with embarrassment, "It's my fault for causing you confusion!"

The girl looked at him with a smile: "Nothing." Then it seemed that he had something to say, but he stopped talking.

Obviously, Parks also noticed her appearance, so he laughed and said, "What can I do for you? "Miss!"

The girl said, "I'm just a little curious. Are you the air force of Fort Benning?

"This - how to say it?" Parks didn't know how to answer, "At least I'm not in the Air Force now. Maybe one day I'll be a real airborne soldier."

"Mr.?" Obviously, the girl was a little confused.

"I know it's a little difficult to understand, but in fact, I'm just a prospective paratrooper who hasn't finished training and hasn't won the silver wing badge." Parks honestly explained the reason.

"So that's it!" The girl nodded and smiled, and then took out a newspaper with a photo of Parks receiving the award. The girl pointed to the photo and said, "Is this you? Reese? Parks?"

"Yes, miss!" Parks coughed dryly.

"Virgillian? "Gray!" The girl stretched out her hand to Parks, "It's nice to meet you!"

"My pleasure!" Parks gently shook the white and soft little hand and said with a smile, "I'm glad to meet you, too. You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen!"

Virelia? Gray seems to enjoy such a compliment. At this time, the waiter will come over, Virginia? Gray snapped his fingers: "Two cups of Bordeaux 1896."

The waiter quickly brought the wine, "Would you like a glass? It's my treat!" Virginia smiled gracefully, gently raised the glass, and slightly signaled to Parks.

"For what?" Parks also picked up his glass.

"For our first meeting!" Virgelia smiled and said, "It's also for us to meet again in the future!"

Like many handsome men and beautiful women who meet by chance, sparks will burst out when the two people's wine glasses collide. Parks also has a crush on this beautiful Miss Virginia, and Miss Virginia seems to be deliberately brewing**.

"Oh - God, God!" Virgelia's snow-white body twisted in the narrow **. Like an octopus, she put her snow-white arms and slender thighs around Pax's head and clamped his waist.

"You are my king! Parks." Virgelia's gasp and Parkx's low roar shook the bed of the train's single room, accompanied by the "clap" sound of the rails, as if she would never know how tired.

"Ah--" Virginia's long legs clamped between Parks's waist suddenly stretched straight, like two soft white jade. The toes were tight like cardamom, and she let out a long chant of ecstasy coming out from the depths of her heart.

"Oh--" Parks also hugged his soft limbs after a burst of struggle.

"Honey! You are so strong!" Virgelia lingered on Parks, and she didn't even want to open her body on Parks. This man's strong body made her so ecstatic that she was reluctant to part with it.

"Do you mean because I'm a paratrooper?" Parks smiled and patted her buttocks. "Are you going to Washington?"

"Yes, I just happened to pass by Atlanta, so we met!" Virgelia lay her face on Parker's chest and felt his heartbeat. "Maybe we still have time to meet."

"Maybe!" Parks nodded, after all, their destinations are all Washington.

"I heard that you went to promote the war bonds this time?" Virgelia suddenly looked at Parks and said, "You will soon become a celebrity in the United States. Don't you have any idea because of this?"

Parks shook his head: "Yes, it's just promoting public debt. I don't want to be a celebrity. I just want to go back to my company! That's what I think, Virginia. I want to fight with the brothers of our company!"

"Is it that simple?" Virgelia got up and looked at him incredulously, "Don't you think this may be an opportunity for you to become famous?"

Parks thought for a thought, and then shook his head firmly: "Actually, I also want these, fame, status, money. But everyone's pursuit is different. Maybe I will need these very much in the future, but now, before the end of the war, I just want to go back to my company and go to Europe with my brothers, where they need me!"

Parks is not that he doesn't want an opportunity, but he knows that his war debt propaganda is just an empty shell wearing a mask. Once the propaganda is over, he can't have any more opportunities. Besides, he knew that although some officers and soldiers who had been propaganda because of the war's public debt were glorious for a while, most of them ended up sadly in the end.

"You are such a good person!" Virgillian's tone became less vivid, and this sentence was even a little ironic. But Parks doesn't care. They are just a show when they meet. He and Virginia understand this. As for what Virginia said, there may still be a chance to meet, so let's talk about it later. I believe that there are not many times when the two people intersect.

After that, the two of them were like a pair of sweet lovers, tasting delicious red wine in the dining car hall of the train, and then turning over the clouds in the small ** of the sleeping car.

Both of them are so infatuated with each other's bodies. So much so that when the train arrived at Washington Station, it felt that the journey had become so short.

"We will meet again in the future! I believe it!" Virgillian said goodbye to Parks, and then followed several men in decent suits, got into a black Ford car and walked away.

Parks shook his head and smiled. See you again? He doesn't have much hope. Even if he can see each other again, what can he do? The joy of dew can't last long. He stood on the platform of the station, took a deep breath of air, then straightened his military uniform and lifted his bag.

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