The breeze carried the smoke and blew her white hair.
"Thank you for helping them like this."
I heard the reporter's voice of thanks from behind me.
Chi Xue did not turn around, nor did she reject the other party's thanks.
After all, she had extended a helping hand and deserved their gratitude.
"Why are you still here? As a media from the Star Alliance, you should be able to leave before the war starts, right?" Chi Xue asked.
The young reporter lowered her head, with an indelible sadness on her face.
"That's right..."
"But they didn't follow the Covenant's protocol and stopped everyone from leaving. Moreover, they bombed the evacuating fleet!"
"My photographer died here..."
"I felt I shouldn't just leave like this. I wanted to do something for the people here, so I stayed."
"How does it feel?"
"What?" The reporter looked puzzled.
"The feeling of war."
The reporter was stunned, her expression instantly turned angry, and then slowly turned into numbness and determination.
"War is cruel. It will always be cruel to them, to us, and to any people."
Chi Xue nodded and said nothing more.
The reporter girl seemed to have some purpose in mind. She bit her lower lip tightly until her lips turned pale, and then she mustered up the courage to speak.
"Can the Red Star Fleet end this war? They've already suffered so much."
Chi Xue shook her head at the reporter's question.
"I can't give you an answer to this question..."
"I can't end this war."
"Then...what about the Red Star Grand Admiral?"
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