Legacy of the Sabretooth

The eulogy in this article is excerpted in part from General MacArthur's final speech at West Point. After all, the eulogy is waste wood ....

"Victor .. Is that you?."

Just as Victor was about to attack, Mrs. Clyde's weak voice came from beneath the broken wall.

It turned out that with Victor's previous efforts and the help of two American soldiers, the stones covering the broken wall were cleared.

Mrs. Clifford seemed to sense her son's arrival, and at that moment she woke up and called out Victor's name

And it was a cry from his mother that made Victor instantly regain his senses, and rushed over, and then made a movement that shocked the two American soldiers.

With only his 12-year-old body, he lifted up the entire broken wall, and then threw it out, rescuing Mrs. Cliffe who was crushed under the wall.

It must be said that Mrs. Cliffe was very lucky, she was located in the corner of the east wall of the church, and the broken wall that fell formed a low triangle.

Perfectly protected Mrs. Cliffe below, and when the broken wall fell, Mrs. Cliffe had already been stunned by the explosion, and was not smashed, 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.

So, when she was finally rescued by Victor and two American soldiers, she found almost no serious injuries on her body, just a few small abrasions.

However, to be on the safe side, two American soldiers called for a paramedic and put her and the other survivors in the car to the nearest hospital.

Victor was accompanied by the survivors as a family member, and although he was not injured at all, American Soldier A and American Soldier B, who were not relieved, still said that they wanted him to have a good examination in the hospital.

A few days later, Mrs. Cliffe and Victor returned to their new home from the hospital, and 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. Clyde back there, because there were so many things that had happened there that made her sad. There, she lost her son and husband, and Victor lost her brother and father.

After settling down, Mrs. Cliffe and Victor attended the funeral of the U.S. military for Cliffe Sr., who had been a war hero and had died defending the people and land of the country.

The funeral was not grand because it was not a bustling city, just a remote town in the south.

But he is not alone, the people of the town spontaneously sent him on his last journey, and lowered the flag at half-mast to mourn, they need such heroes who stand up in times of danger.

The first to arrive were two columns of coffin escorts, who stood in two columns facing each other in front of the funeral church.

Later, the carriage carrying the coffin of the elder Clyde also arrived, and while six American soldiers in military uniform carried his coffin off the cart, all the coffin escorts raised their hands to salute the coffin of the elder Cade.

The townspeople, who are separated from each other on both sides of the road, are also expressing their condolences in their own way. Or stand upright and take off your hat, place your hat on your left chest with your right hand, and if you don't wear a hat, put your right hand on your left chest and salute.

"... This man has been in this profession for so long, and has loved this nation so much, that his passing is so impossible for me to express my feelings. This sorrow, however, does not primarily mean the mourning of personal pain, but rather 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 such a well-known moral code is brutally trampled on, someone must stand up, even if it means sacrifice. It is, and will be, an expression of American moral standards. This man, this brave man, as always, follows this standard, incorporating noble ideals and evoking pride, while always maintaining a ... of modesty"

"Responsibility, honor, country. These three sacred terms solemnly remind us of what we should become, what we can become, and what we must become. They will lift our spirits, take courage when we seem to lose courage, rebuild faith when there seems to be no reason to believe, and generate hope when we almost despair. Unfortunately, I have neither eloquent words, nor poetic imaginations, nor flowery metaphors to explain their significance to you. Skeptics must say that they are nothing more than a few nouns, a slogan, a pompous phrase. Every pedantic pedant, every demagogue, every cynic, every hypocrite, every troublemaker, and unfortunately, other people of a different personality must try to belittle them, even to make a fool of them. "

"But this man, with his own courage, with his not strong body, challenged those demons who slaughtered our people! He used the jaw-dropping feat that took place in this tragic time to show us all the inescapable responsibility, the highest honor, the greatest nation. This is Sheffield Cliffe, my father, the person I respect the most, a family I will never forget! "

Yes, this is Victor's eulogy for his father, Clead Sr., at his funeral, and he quotes a little from the speech of a soldier who was not yet born at this time, but who made a legend in the future.

That's also a veteran, a legendary military man. When they withered after the peak, they left behind the legend that the veterans did not die, they were just gradually withering.

In contrast to the legendary veteran's painful death of gallstones, Cliffe Sr. fulfilled a veteran's dream, the Horse Leather Shroud.

But he left behind a sad widow and an only son who had not yet 'grown up', and what a wonderful child that child was.

We must look forward to the future, but we must not ignore the past; Be serious, but not too serious; Be humble, remember the true great simplicity, the true wisdom of humility, the true mighty meekness.

What a brilliant eulogy, it really doesn't seem like the words of an ordinary teenager, but how could Cliffe's old man teach such a wonderful son.

Bagley, a former comrade-in-arms and adjutant of Cleed, now a lieutenant colonel of the Fifth Cavalry Regiment, thought so.

In fact, he was more curious about where the other two older sons of Cliffe Sr. had gone, and he did not know what was going on in the Victor family.

Because after Luthor's death, Cliffe Sr. almost lost contact with his old comrades, which led Bagley to think that Victor was Victor Sr. Cleid's third son.

Originally, he planned to contact Victor after the funeral, because the boy who could write such a eulogy would definitely not be in the pool in the future.

But the sudden arrival of the herald interrupted his thoughts, and the boys and their hounds who were in charge of tracking the Seminole found their tracks.

He was instructed to return to the army immediately after the funeral and mobilize troops to pursue him, and they wanted the other party to pay for it with blood.

So, as Bagley watched as the coffin of the elder Cliffe was carried from the church to the cemetery under the flag, he said sorry to Mrs. Cliffe and took his leave.

The other coffin escorts were still with them, and they arrived at the cemetery with six soldiers carrying the coffin, and then the coffin of Old Clyde was placed above the tomb.

At the same time, the soldier carrying the coffin lifted the national flag from the coffin at the same height as his waist. At this time, the priest began to chant the prayer, and the funeral firing team next to him fired three rows of guns into the sky.

Along with the sound of the gunshot, there was also a salute horn blown by the trumpeter next to him, which also marked the beginning of the last long sleep of old Clyde...

When the soldier carrying the coffin handed over the folded flag to Mrs. Clifford, the strong woman still shed tears.

Then she hugged her son, put the flag in Victor's arms, and whispered in his ear:

"No matter what your father has done to you, but his love for you has never changed, and so have me, I hope you can live well, I can't bear to lose once."

It has to be said that Mrs. Cliffe is very sensitive, she is keenly aware of the changes in her son, and after the death of old Cleed, Victor's once silent beast nature seems to have shown signs of revival.

In fact, it is true, on the night of the funeral, Victor found that his animal nature began to move again, so he once again entered a meditative state, and came to his own consciousness space.

After coming to the consciousness space, Victor's image has changed, no longer a 12-year-old teenager, but a blonde youth with a height of 206cm.

And the beastly incarnation that once seemed huge has now lost the advantage of size, and was beaten like a cat in the later competition.

However, today the cat is starting to be bad again, and wants to rebel, so Victor is going to give it a little color to show it and let it know who is in charge of the house now.

Just when Victor was about to make a move, the incarnation of the beast did not dodge or resist, but rubbed Victor with kiss.

The moment it came into contact with Victor, Victor understood what was going on, they were originally one, but for some reason they were separated, and then materialized into what they are now.

And now, Victor's psychological changes are completely in line with the instinct and killing intent of the beast, so he can become one with the beast.

However, unlike before, this time, he still has a calm sanity, but the strange owner of the wild beastly instinct, the combination of the two, whether it becomes mediocre or superimposed, this can only be known after trying.

Victor stroked the saber-toothed tiger's head, then watched as it turned into a cloud of red smoke and merged with himself.

Then, the meditative Victor opened his eyes, a flash of red, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, along with his elongated canine teeth...