ALL NOVEL Marvel's I am a saber-toothed tiger
Chapter 11 Funeral
Chapter 11 Funeral
Part of the eulogy in this article is excerpted from General MacArthur’s last speech at West Point Military Academy. If there is any similarity, it is a reference (chaoxi).After all, eulogy is useless.
"Victor is that you?"
Just when Victor was about to launch an attack, Mrs. Creed's weak voice came from under the broken wall.
It turned out that with Victor's previous efforts and the help of two American soldiers, all the stones covering the broken wall were cleared away.
And Mrs. Creed seemed to sense the arrival of her son, woke up at that moment, and called out Victor's name
And it was a cry from his mother that made Victor regain consciousness in an instant, and rushed over, and then made a movement that shocked the two American soldiers.
With only his body that looked like a 12-year-old boy, he lifted up the entire broken wall, then threw it out, and rescued Mrs. Creed who was crushed under the wall.
I have to say that Mrs. Creed was very lucky. Her position happened to be at the corner of the east wall of the church, and the falling broken wall happened to form a lower triangle.
It perfectly protected Mrs. Creed below, and when the broken wall fell, Mrs. Creed was already stunned by the explosion, and was not hit by the impact, but was perfectly protected under the broken wall.
During the time she was buried, she was in a coma and didn't know that she was buried, so she didn't have a rapid heartbeat, which led to a large amount of oxygen consumption.
Therefore, when she was finally rescued by Victor and two American soldiers, there were almost no serious injuries on her body, only a few small abrasions.
However, to be on the safe side, two American soldiers still called for medical soldiers and sent her and other survivors to the car to the nearest hospital.
Victor, as a family member and a survivor, got into the car with him. Although he was not injured at all, American Soldier A and American Soldier B, who were worried, still asked him to have a good check-up in the hospital.
A few days later, Mrs. Creed and Victor, who had fully recovered, returned to their new home from the hospital. The town they used to live in had become a haunted area, and naturally they could no longer live there.
And Victor didn't want Mrs. Creed to go back there, after all, there were too many things that made her sad.There, she lost her son and husband, and Victor lost his brother and father.
After settling down, Mrs. Creed and Victor attended the funeral held by the US military for Old Creed. After all, he was once a war hero and died fighting to protect the people and land of this country.
This funeral was not grand, because this is not a bustling city, but a remote town in the south.
But he was not alone. The people in the small town spontaneously sent him the last journey, and lowered the flag at half-mast to mourn. They needed such heroes who stood up in times of danger.
The first to arrive were two columns of coffin escorts, who stood neatly in two columns facing each other in front of the church where the funeral was held.
Later, the carriage carrying Old Creed's coffin also arrived. While six American soldiers in military uniforms lifted his coffin off the vehicle, all the coffin escorts raised their hands to salute Old Creed's coffin.
And the residents of the small town who were separated on both sides of the road also expressed their condolences in their own way.Or stand at attention and take off your hat, place your hat on your left chest with your right hand, and put your right hand on your left chest to salute if you are not wearing a hat.
"...the loss of a man who had practiced this profession for so long and loved this people so much that I can hardly express my feelings. However, this grief does not mean primarily a painful personal mourning, but symbolizes a Great moral code--the code of conduct and character of those who defend the culture and ancient traditions of this lovely land! When this well-known moral code is brutally trampled upon, someone must stand up, even if Means sacrifice. It is, and will be, an expression of the American moral standard. This man, this brave man lived up to that standard as always, combined with lofty ideals, evoked pride, and at the same time remained humble...”
"Duty-Honor-Country. These three sacred terms solemnly remind us of what we ought to be, what we may be, and what we must be. They will lift our spirits and cheer us up when our courage seems to be failing us. courage when there seems to be no reason to believe, and hope when there is almost despair. Unfortunately, I have neither eloquent words, nor poetic images, nor gorgeous metaphors to explain their meaning to you. Skeptics must say them Just a few nouns, a catchphrase, a pompous phrase. Every pedant, every demagogue, every cynic, every hypocrite, every troublemaker, unfortunately, and Others with abnormal personalities must try to belittle them, and even fool and ridicule them."
"But this man, he used his courage and his weak body to challenge the demons who slaughtered our people! His jaw-dropping feats in this sad era challenge us Show you the inescapable duty, the highest honor, the greatest country. This is Sheffield Creed, my father, the man I admire most, and the family I will never forget!"
Yes, this is Victor delivering the eulogy for his father Creed Sr. at his funeral, quoting slightly from a speech by a soldier who was not yet born at this time, but who will become a legend in the future.
That too was a veteran, a legendary soldier.After the peak, when it was dying, the old soldiers were left alive, and they were just gradually fading legends.
Compared with the legendary veteran who finally died of gallstones in pain, Old Creed realized a veteran's dream, shrouded in horse leather.
But it leaves a sad widow with an only child who hasn't 'grown up' yet, and what a wonderful child.
Look forward to the future, but don't ignore the past; be prudent, but not too serious; be humble, remembering the simplicity of true greatness, the humility of true wisdom, and the meekness of true strength.
What an excellent eulogy, it's really not like what an ordinary teenager can say, but how could that bastard Creed raise such an outstanding son.
As Creed's former comrade-in-arms and adjutant, Bagley, now a lieutenant colonel of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment, thought so.
In fact, what he was more curious about was where Old Creed's other two older sons went. He didn't know what happened in Victor's house.
Because after Luthor's death, Old Creed almost lost contact with his old comrades, which led Bagley to think that Victor was Old Creed's third son.
Originally, he planned to get in touch with Victor after the funeral, because a teenager who could write such a eulogy would definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future.
But the sudden arrival of the orderly interrupted his thoughts, and the boys and their hounds of the scouting party who were in charge of tracking the group of Indians found each other's tracks.
The higher-ups asked him to return to the army immediately after the funeral, and mobilize troops to hunt down and kill him. They wanted the other party to pay in blood.
Therefore, when Bagley watched Old Creed's coffin covered with the national flag and transported from the church to the cemetery, he said sorry to Mrs. Creed and left early.
The other coffin escorts were still accompanying them, and they came to the cemetery together with six soldiers carrying the coffin, and then Old Creed's coffin was placed above the tomb.
At the same time, the soldiers carrying the coffin lifted the national flag flat from the coffin, at the same height as their own waists.At this time, the pastor began to chant prayers, and the funeral firing team next to him fired three rows of guns into the sky.
Along with the sound of the gunfire, there was also the salutation trumpet blown by the bugler next to him, which also marked the beginning of the final long sleep of old Creed.
When the soldiers carrying the coffin delivered the folded national flag to Mrs. Creed, this strong woman still shed tears.
Then she hugged her son, put the national flag into Victor's arms, and said in his ear:
"No matter what your father has done to you, his love for you has never changed, and the same is true for me. I hope you can live well. I can't bear to lose again."
It has to be said that Mrs. Creed is very sensitive. She has been keenly aware of the changes in her son. After the death of Old Creed, Victor's once-disappeared bestiality seems to show signs of recovery.
In fact, it was true. On the night of the funeral, Victor discovered that his animal nature was about to move again, so he entered the state of meditation again and came to his consciousness space.
After coming to the space of consciousness, the image of Victor has changed. He is no longer a 12-year-old boy, but a blond youth with a height of 206cm.
And the animal incarnation, which once seemed huge, has now lost its size advantage, and was beaten up like a cat in the subsequent competition.
However, today the cat started to behave badly again and wanted to rebel, so Victor was going to give it a little color to let it know who is the one who is in charge of the house now.
Just when Victor was about to make a move, the beastly incarnation didn't evade or resist, but instead kissed Victor affectionately.
The moment it touched Victor, Victor understood what was going on. They were originally one, but were separated for some reason, and then materialized into what they are now.
But now, Victor's psychological changes are completely in line with the bestial instinct and killing intent, so he can become one with the bestiality.
However, what is different from before is that this time, he still possesses calm reason, but also possesses the wild animal instinct of the weird owner. Whether the combination of the two becomes mediocre or superimposed, this only needs to be tested. Only later did I know.
Victor caressed the saber-toothed tiger's head, and then watched it melt into a cloud of red smoke and merge with himself.
Afterwards, Victor, who was meditating, opened his eyes, the red light flashed in his eyes, and there was a cold smile on his mouth, and his elongated canine teeth were revealed along with the smile.
(End of this chapter)
Part of the eulogy in this article is excerpted from General MacArthur’s last speech at West Point Military Academy. If there is any similarity, it is a reference (chaoxi).After all, eulogy is useless.
"Victor is that you?"
Just when Victor was about to launch an attack, Mrs. Creed's weak voice came from under the broken wall.
It turned out that with Victor's previous efforts and the help of two American soldiers, all the stones covering the broken wall were cleared away.
And Mrs. Creed seemed to sense the arrival of her son, woke up at that moment, and called out Victor's name
And it was a cry from his mother that made Victor regain consciousness in an instant, and rushed over, and then made a movement that shocked the two American soldiers.
With only his body that looked like a 12-year-old boy, he lifted up the entire broken wall, then threw it out, and rescued Mrs. Creed who was crushed under the wall.
I have to say that Mrs. Creed was very lucky. Her position happened to be at the corner of the east wall of the church, and the falling broken wall happened to form a lower triangle.
It perfectly protected Mrs. Creed below, and when the broken wall fell, Mrs. Creed was already stunned by the explosion, and was not hit by the impact, but was perfectly protected under the broken wall.
During the time she was buried, she was in a coma and didn't know that she was buried, so she didn't have a rapid heartbeat, which led to a large amount of oxygen consumption.
Therefore, when she was finally rescued by Victor and two American soldiers, there were almost no serious injuries on her body, only a few small abrasions.
However, to be on the safe side, two American soldiers still called for medical soldiers and sent her and other survivors to the car to the nearest hospital.
Victor, as a family member and a survivor, got into the car with him. Although he was not injured at all, American Soldier A and American Soldier B, who were worried, still asked him to have a good check-up in the hospital.
A few days later, Mrs. Creed and Victor, who had fully recovered, returned to their new home from the hospital. The town they used to live in had become a haunted area, and naturally they could no longer live there.
And Victor didn't want Mrs. Creed to go back there, after all, there were too many things that made her sad.There, she lost her son and husband, and Victor lost his brother and father.
After settling down, Mrs. Creed and Victor attended the funeral held by the US military for Old Creed. After all, he was once a war hero and died fighting to protect the people and land of this country.
This funeral was not grand, because this is not a bustling city, but a remote town in the south.
But he was not alone. The people in the small town spontaneously sent him the last journey, and lowered the flag at half-mast to mourn. They needed such heroes who stood up in times of danger.
The first to arrive were two columns of coffin escorts, who stood neatly in two columns facing each other in front of the church where the funeral was held.
Later, the carriage carrying Old Creed's coffin also arrived. While six American soldiers in military uniforms lifted his coffin off the vehicle, all the coffin escorts raised their hands to salute Old Creed's coffin.
And the residents of the small town who were separated on both sides of the road also expressed their condolences in their own way.Or stand at attention and take off your hat, place your hat on your left chest with your right hand, and put your right hand on your left chest to salute if you are not wearing a hat.
"...the loss of a man who had practiced this profession for so long and loved this people so much that I can hardly express my feelings. However, this grief does not mean primarily a painful personal mourning, but symbolizes a Great moral code--the code of conduct and character of those who defend the culture and ancient traditions of this lovely land! When this well-known moral code is brutally trampled upon, someone must stand up, even if Means sacrifice. It is, and will be, an expression of the American moral standard. This man, this brave man lived up to that standard as always, combined with lofty ideals, evoked pride, and at the same time remained humble...”
"Duty-Honor-Country. These three sacred terms solemnly remind us of what we ought to be, what we may be, and what we must be. They will lift our spirits and cheer us up when our courage seems to be failing us. courage when there seems to be no reason to believe, and hope when there is almost despair. Unfortunately, I have neither eloquent words, nor poetic images, nor gorgeous metaphors to explain their meaning to you. Skeptics must say them Just a few nouns, a catchphrase, a pompous phrase. Every pedant, every demagogue, every cynic, every hypocrite, every troublemaker, unfortunately, and Others with abnormal personalities must try to belittle them, and even fool and ridicule them."
"But this man, he used his courage and his weak body to challenge the demons who slaughtered our people! His jaw-dropping feats in this sad era challenge us Show you the inescapable duty, the highest honor, the greatest country. This is Sheffield Creed, my father, the man I admire most, and the family I will never forget!"
Yes, this is Victor delivering the eulogy for his father Creed Sr. at his funeral, quoting slightly from a speech by a soldier who was not yet born at this time, but who will become a legend in the future.
That too was a veteran, a legendary soldier.After the peak, when it was dying, the old soldiers were left alive, and they were just gradually fading legends.
Compared with the legendary veteran who finally died of gallstones in pain, Old Creed realized a veteran's dream, shrouded in horse leather.
But it leaves a sad widow with an only child who hasn't 'grown up' yet, and what a wonderful child.
Look forward to the future, but don't ignore the past; be prudent, but not too serious; be humble, remembering the simplicity of true greatness, the humility of true wisdom, and the meekness of true strength.
What an excellent eulogy, it's really not like what an ordinary teenager can say, but how could that bastard Creed raise such an outstanding son.
As Creed's former comrade-in-arms and adjutant, Bagley, now a lieutenant colonel of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment, thought so.
In fact, what he was more curious about was where Old Creed's other two older sons went. He didn't know what happened in Victor's house.
Because after Luthor's death, Old Creed almost lost contact with his old comrades, which led Bagley to think that Victor was Old Creed's third son.
Originally, he planned to get in touch with Victor after the funeral, because a teenager who could write such a eulogy would definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future.
But the sudden arrival of the orderly interrupted his thoughts, and the boys and their hounds of the scouting party who were in charge of tracking the group of Indians found each other's tracks.
The higher-ups asked him to return to the army immediately after the funeral, and mobilize troops to hunt down and kill him. They wanted the other party to pay in blood.
Therefore, when Bagley watched Old Creed's coffin covered with the national flag and transported from the church to the cemetery, he said sorry to Mrs. Creed and left early.
The other coffin escorts were still accompanying them, and they came to the cemetery together with six soldiers carrying the coffin, and then Old Creed's coffin was placed above the tomb.
At the same time, the soldiers carrying the coffin lifted the national flag flat from the coffin, at the same height as their own waists.At this time, the pastor began to chant prayers, and the funeral firing team next to him fired three rows of guns into the sky.
Along with the sound of the gunfire, there was also the salutation trumpet blown by the bugler next to him, which also marked the beginning of the final long sleep of old Creed.
When the soldiers carrying the coffin delivered the folded national flag to Mrs. Creed, this strong woman still shed tears.
Then she hugged her son, put the national flag into Victor's arms, and said in his ear:
"No matter what your father has done to you, his love for you has never changed, and the same is true for me. I hope you can live well. I can't bear to lose again."
It has to be said that Mrs. Creed is very sensitive. She has been keenly aware of the changes in her son. After the death of Old Creed, Victor's once-disappeared bestiality seems to show signs of recovery.
In fact, it was true. On the night of the funeral, Victor discovered that his animal nature was about to move again, so he entered the state of meditation again and came to his consciousness space.
After coming to the space of consciousness, the image of Victor has changed. He is no longer a 12-year-old boy, but a blond youth with a height of 206cm.
And the animal incarnation, which once seemed huge, has now lost its size advantage, and was beaten up like a cat in the subsequent competition.
However, today the cat started to behave badly again and wanted to rebel, so Victor was going to give it a little color to let it know who is the one who is in charge of the house now.
Just when Victor was about to make a move, the beastly incarnation didn't evade or resist, but instead kissed Victor affectionately.
The moment it touched Victor, Victor understood what was going on. They were originally one, but were separated for some reason, and then materialized into what they are now.
But now, Victor's psychological changes are completely in line with the bestial instinct and killing intent, so he can become one with the bestiality.
However, what is different from before is that this time, he still possesses calm reason, but also possesses the wild animal instinct of the weird owner. Whether the combination of the two becomes mediocre or superimposed, this only needs to be tested. Only later did I know.
Victor caressed the saber-toothed tiger's head, and then watched it melt into a cloud of red smoke and merge with himself.
Afterwards, Victor, who was meditating, opened his eyes, the red light flashed in his eyes, and there was a cold smile on his mouth, and his elongated canine teeth were revealed along with the smile.
(End of this chapter)
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