()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AirRaidWarning</SE1><BIN>9</BIN><黑屏2>:The air raid sirens howl mournfully.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Strike_Single_Loop</SE1>:They are met with the roar of fighter jets and frequent booms of explosions coming from within the city.
()||<黑点1><SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1><黑点2><BIN>471</BIN><BGM>BGM_ev2412_2064</BGM>:In a corner of the Offenbach District, a squad of soldiers armed with FIM-92 anti-air missiles move in tight formation while keeping close to the buildings.
()<Speaker>Squad Member</Speaker>||:Sir, we've lost communication with the other squads!
()<Speaker>Squad Leader</Speaker>||:It's heavy EM interference. +Our electronic warfare units must be trying to counter it...
()<Speaker>Squad Member</Speaker>||:The last message we received was ten minutes ago.
()<Speaker>Squad Leader</Speaker>||:The airport and control tower have been destroyed. We've lost air superiority. +But we can't just give up! This is when we're needed most!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:The squad leader orders his subordinates to shut off their comms—the screeching static is only adding to the tension.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cannon_Aim</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=6%%delay=0%%range=4</controll_shake>:Nearby, along the ruined highway, various anti-aircraft guns and vehicles rotate their turrets, firing 30mm rounds into the pitch-black sky. +Some of the vehicles are already destroyed, burning amid thick black smoke, surrounded by mangled metal debris.
()<Speaker>Squad Leader</Speaker>||:Prepare to counterattack.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Button_Click</SE1>:One of the squad members aims at a large shadow flying overhead. As the targeting system emits a steady beep, he pulls the trigger.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Cannon_Fire</SE1><震屏3>:Whoosh!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The missile launches from its tube, drawing a white arc across the city sky.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Jet_Passby</SE1><BIN>834</BIN><黑点2><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker>Weapon Systems Officer</Speaker>||:Missile! Six o'clock low!
()<Speaker>Fighter Pilot</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:...!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.1</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_2022Saros_button</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.1</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_2022Saros_button</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_2022Saros_button</SE1>:Warned by his comrade sitting behind him, the pilot quickly activates the electronic countermeasures, turns the aircraft, and releases a set of flares.
()||<黑点1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=5%%delay=0%%range=3</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_2022Saros_Gunpast</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><SE1>AVG_Jet_Flyby</SE1>:A second later, the missile whisks past, barely missing their wing and trailing a streak of white smoke.
()<Speaker>Fighter Pilot</Speaker>||:Blyat!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Recovering from the g-forces, the pilot swears under his breath.
()<Speaker>Weapon Systems Officer</Speaker>||:Good news! We've got data on the enemy's EW unit!
()||<黑点1><SE1>AVG_NightVision_Start</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>9</BIN><黑点2><common_effect>%%code=202412_UAV_a%%</common_effect>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The weapon systems officer stares intently at the radar screen. +There, marked clearly, is the Frankfurt electronic warfare unit currently giving them a hard time.
()<Speaker>Weapon Systems Officer</Speaker>||:Let's put an end to this nightmare.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_keyboardtype_sci</SE1>:He presses a button on the side of the screen. The blip representing the ground EW unit locks in place.
()<Speaker>Weapon Systems Officer</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Warhead armed... Air-to-ground missile, launch.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_Strike_Start</SE1>:Beneath the wing, a missile detaches from its pylon and streaks into the darkness ahead.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><关闭蒙版><BIN>9</BIN><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay>:
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>834</BIN>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:Within ten seconds, a fireball lights up the darkness. The blip vanishes from the radar screen...
()||<黑点1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>820</BIN><Night><黑点2>:...On the Autobahn.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AirRaidWarning</SE1>:Woooo— +The air raid sirens scream all over Frankfurt. Those who come to their senses first immediately try to flee by car. +In the blink of an eye, the outbound Autobahn is utterly gridlocked, like a nearly frozen artery of red taillights that stretch on endlessly.
NPC-People_Male(6)<Speaker>Middle-Aged Motorist</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Car_Horn</SE1>:<size=50>Damn it, move!</size> +<size=50>Why the hell do I have to live through this again?!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.2</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Horn_Car</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Car_Horn</SE1>:Hooooonk— Hoooooonk— In the hazy night, panicked drivers blare their horns in vain. +Like a spark hitting a pile of gasoline, the honking spreads like wildfire along the Autobahn.
()<Speaker>Car Radio</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_whitenoise</SE1>:<color=#00CCFF>...Air raid... pzzzt... take cover... pzzzt...</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The radio is overrun with static. The shrill noise quickly drowns out all speech.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=5%%delay=0%%range=2</controll_shake><SE1>AVG_Bomber_Flying</SE1><BGM>10106</BGM>:Then comes a deep, droning rumble, but not from the radio—it's coming from the sky.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:In the back seat, a child wipes away the condensation on the window and presses his face to the glass, but he fogs it up again with every breath. He grimaces in discomfort.
NPC-People_Child(1)<Speaker>Child</Speaker>||:Dad, what's that sound? It hurts my ears...
NPC-People_Male(6)<Speaker>Middle-Aged Motorist</Speaker>||:It's—
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Bomber_Flyby</SE1>>:Whuuuummmm— A fighter jet whizzes past overhead, the tremendous noise stabbing into every eardrum. It is flying so low that the motorist can clearly make out the slender white missiles under its wings.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<白屏2>:All of a sudden, the night sky above the city lights up in an instant, as if it's a lightning strike.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Strike_Single</SE1><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=3%%delay=0%%range=5</controll_shake>:BOOM!!! Then comes a thunderous explosion, followed by a cacophony of crackles, like fireworks bursting in all directions.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><Night>:In the rearview mirror, Frankfurt's night sky is on fire. A massive mushroom-shaped plume rises into the air.
NPC-People_Male(6)<Speaker>Middle-Aged Motorist</Speaker>||:Dear Lord... Holy Mother of God... Run!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Car_Open</SE1>:The middle-aged motorist's eyes widen in terror. He takes one last look at the unmoving traffic, then comes to a decision. He swerves the car to the shoulder, flings the door open, grabs his child, and bolts into the frigid winter wind.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Horn_Car</SE1><CGDelay>0.2</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Car_Horn</SE1>:Honk, honk! The other drivers lay on their horns. Some hurl curses at his back.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Crowd_Run</SE1>:But fear spreads like a plague. More people abandon their cars and flee toward the city's edge on foot.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Explode</SE1><震屏3>:Crash! A jet's right wing is hit, disintegrating into pieces. Like a bird with a broken wing, the aircraft spirals rapidly from hundreds of meters up—heading straight for the serpentine line of traffic below.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Bomber_Flying</SE1>:On the Autobahn, drivers see the monstrous burning shape falling from the sky, trailing smoke and flame, the sound of its descent growing louder and louder.
()<Speaker>Pedestrians</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_People_Panic</SE1>:<size=50>AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Explo_Close</SE1><BIN>183</BIN>:BOOM!!! +A massive explosion engulfs the earth.
()||<白屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>819</BIN><common_effect>%%code=202412_kx_yan%%</common_effect><BIN>819</BIN><Night><白屏2>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:Flames roar at the crash site. +In the billowing thick smoke, shattered debris and chunks of dirt rain down. +Hundreds of meters away, the wounded wail in agony as they crawl out from crumpled cars.
()<Speaker>Young Woman</Speaker>||:My child... My child!
()<Speaker>Blood-Soaked Man</Speaker>||:<size=50>Jenny!! No! Open your eyes!!!</size>
()<Speaker>Youth Lying in a Pool of Blood</Speaker>||:<size=50>Help! Aaaaargh! My leg! Somebody help me!!!</size>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:But the world has become a silent film. The nearly deafened victims scream, but can no longer hear the outside world.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Creep</SE1>:At the edge of the blast zone, an elderly man with graying hair pushes open a car door with difficulty and clambers out on all fours. He has a long scar across his brow. His arm is bleeding.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Where am I...? Fritz...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:He looks around in a daze. Stumbling against the traffic, he heads back toward the burning city.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_People_Panic</SE1><SE1>AVG_Crowd_Run</SE1>:More people emerge from the wreckage, staggering to lift their loved ones, running blindly for their lives.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Fire_Truck</SE1>:This disaster struck without warning. No one knows when—or if—it would end.
RO635Mod(4)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||<SE1>RunStep</SE1>:<size=50>This one's still alive! Get the door off!</size>
M4 SOPMOD IIMod(3)<Speaker>M4 SOPMOD II</Speaker><Shake>||:Alright! I'm on it!
AR15Mod(5)<Speaker>ST AR-15</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Don't worry, we've got you.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...
AR15Mod(5)<Speaker>ST AR-15</Speaker>||:Apply pressure on the wound. We'll get her on the stretcher. One, two, three—
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:SOP-II, don't be so rough!
M4 SOPMOD IIMod(3)<Speaker>M4 SOPMOD II</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Oh, okay...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
RO635Mod(4)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Hang in there. The medical Dolls are on their way. You're going to make it. Stay with us!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<关闭蒙版><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><黑屏2><CGDelay>0.7</CGDelay><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BIN>685</BIN><黑屏2>:...On board the Elmo.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>GF_22W_BGM_2</BGM>:The sun rises as usual, lighting up the haze-shrouded Frankfurt and the Elmo parked on the Autobahn. +The road still reeks of blood and gunpowder, with the occasional groan of the wounded breaking the silence. +Nearly a hundred lightly wounded, either sitting or lying down, wait in dazed exhaustion.
AR18(2)<Speaker>AR-18</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><通讯框>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:<color=#00CCFF>Frankfurt is still under EM interference. Our Aeneas Conference Room can only maintain communications among Griffin T-Dolls; we're unable to contact anyone else for now.</color>
AR18(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><同时置暗><通讯框>||:Got it. Any other news?
AR18(2)<Speaker>AR-18</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>It's been confirmed that Frankfurt International Airport, the military airfield to the west, and the air-defense missile site in the Taunus have all been crippled by airstrikes. No Soviet ground forces detected yet.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>Also, Chairman Groß has made a public statement declaring that the German Democratic Republic is now in a state of war.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The Commander gulps down the cold coffee in their cup, trying to quell their boiling murderous rage.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:What's the situation in the city? How are the civilians? +And what about DEFY and 404? They're still hiding in the urban area...
AR18(2)<Speaker>AR-18</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>The surrounding residents have taken shelter in defensive structures. DEFY and 404 are also out of harm's way in safe houses for now.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>However, Commander...</color>
AR18(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><同时置暗>||:What is it?
AR18(2)<Speaker>AR-18</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>It's extremely likely for a recon plane to mistake the Elmo for a threatening military target due to its considerable size. Staying aboard puts your own safety at risk.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>I recommend you disembark and relocate to a safe defensive structure for now.</color>
AR18(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><同时置暗>||:I don't think so. Frankfurt has plenty of higher-value targets; they won't come for an insignificant outsider like me just yet. +Besides, Nemhran ventured out alone this time—it's a rare opportunity. I'm not letting her slip away right in front of me.
AR18(2)<Speaker>AR-18</Speaker><Position>0,100</Position><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>...Understood.</color> +<color=#00CCFF>I'll draft a few plans later. Please take your personal safety seriously.</color>
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:Ending the call, the Commander turns toward RO635, who has just walked in.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Commander, we've given basic treatment to the lightly wounded nearby and moved them into underground facilities. +As for the critically wounded... we don't have enough medicine. We'll have to wait for the hospitals' response.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:Can the hospitals still take them?
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:From what we know, hospital beds are full. They're urgently seeking new locations to house more patients. +But that's not the most pressing problem...
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:What's the biggest problem right now?
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Because of the airstrikes, the city's main roads are either destroyed or completely jammed with panicked traffic. +Ambulances can't get through at all.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:What about the police?
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:We can't reach them through any channel.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:... +Can we escort patients to the hospital ourselves?
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:With the roads so badly damaged, we can't use vehicles either. +We can only send Dolls to carry them one by one, but there's no telling how long that will take.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:Do what we can.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Understood.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:How are our Dolls faring?
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Some need to have their parts replaced due to general wear and tear, but other than that, nobody has taken any serious damage. +Oh, M99 did run into a bit of trouble. She removed her own right arm to crawl into a crushed vehicle and rescue someone. She's at the repair bay now.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:Are we having trouble repairing her arm? We'll deal with that after we sort out this mess.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:...It's not a problem with her repairs.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:RO635 falls silent for a moment, unsure how to continue.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:M99's arm, along with her bunny plush, were picked up by one of the wounded. This person insists on staying with her, so we let him aboard the Elmo...
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗>||:... +I'll take care of this. +You keep coordinating with the hospital, and have ST AR-15 assist you in handling operations of the Elmo.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker>||:Yes, Commander.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1><黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>357</BIN><BGM>BGM_ev2412_tranquility</BGM>:In the reception room of the Elmo. +Before long, the Commander spots a man matching RO635's description. +It is an elderly gentleman in his late sixties with an upright posture despite his years. His hair is white, and a deep scar runs from his left brow nearly to his ear. +He is currently sitting primly on the steps with his hands clasped on his knees. Beside him lies a small mechanical arm; in that battered prosthetic hand is a white bunny plush.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Sir, that belongs to my T-Doll M99. Could you return it to me?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The Commander crouches next to the elderly man and meets his gaze. +The old man looks at them blankly, as if it takes him a long time to understand the words.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:...It's mine. Fritz sent it to me.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Could you prove that?
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Fritz sent me a Christmas card! +To Old Wilde, Hilromstraße 12! I received it on December 20th... no, 25th, 2046!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The old man falters, confused, then lowers his head in defeat.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:No... this isn't mine... +Fritz said the bunny was for my grandson Hans. A two-year-old would like the bunny.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:The Commander reaches for the plush, but the man suddenly grips their hand and refuses to let go.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Fritz is at the front, fighting for his country and protecting you—and you'd take his son's toy?
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:...Then should I contact Fritz, or send you back to Hilromstraße?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The man's eyes grow clearer as he ponders the question.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Fritz... has already come home...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:Suddenly, large tears roll down his weathered cheeks.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:He came back in such a small coffin... +He wasn't killed by the Neo-Soviets—he died at the hands of his own countrymen...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:The old man drifts into his own world again.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:I still remember—he was born on Christmas Day, 2024. Such a tiny little thing... +Later, he decided to follow in his old man's footsteps and join the army, to protect our country and our people. He was a good kid. +But I didn't take good care of Hans. During the bombing, Hans got... I wasn't a good father, or a good grandfather...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:He wipes the tears away awkwardly, but his back remains straight, the habit of a soldier carved into his bones. +He grimaces in mild embarrassment.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Sorry... I got confused again. Here, please take this back.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:...No. Every soldier who protects their country and people is a hero. +You're an old hero.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:You look like a soldier yourself?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||:The answer is stuck in the Commander's throat. They remain silent for a moment.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:Yes... +I was a soldier... once.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Thank you, you're a brave one. If Fritz were still alive, I'm sure you two would've been friends.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:...I'll have a T-Doll escort you to the underground shelter nearby. Can you walk?
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:...Yes. My home is close.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The elderly man rubs his knees and jiggles his legs slightly.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||:Thank you. Even though you're from the Neo-Soviet Union... just like those who bombed our city... +I still thank you. +My favorite film is a Soviet movie called "Ballad of a Soldier". I hope one day you can be a hero for your own country.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:...Thank you.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The Commander picks up M99's arm and leaves.
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_door_elecport</SE1><黑点2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>685</BIN><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:RO, I've got M99's arm back. It's already at the repair bay.
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Thank you, Commander. Talking to that old man must have been difficult...</color>
RO635Mod(2)<Speaker>Commander</Speaker><同时置暗><通讯框>||:... +I'm going to rest for a while. You're in charge of the Elmo.
RO635Mod(0)<Speaker>RO635</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Understood, Commander. I'll take care of things.</color>
()||<黑点1><SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><黑点2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑点1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>685</BIN>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:The Elmo moves slowly down the empty streets, with buildings stretching endlessly on both sides. +The Commander sinks into a soft sofa, the exhaustion from a night of rescue work crashing over them. They stare blankly up at the ceiling.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||:"Ballad of a Soldier", huh? +The last time I heard this movie mentioned... was a long time ago...
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Subway</SE1>:
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><BIN>531</BIN><回忆><边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><BGM>BGM_23S_Winter_Night</BGM>:...In a clamorous train carriage. +The Commander—still young and inexperienced—breaks free from the cheering crowd and boards the train with their luggage.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Upon reaching their seat, they found it occupied by a man utterly engrossed in the woman sitting across from him. +The woman was sharp and poised, dressed in a neat but slightly old military uniform.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><震屏3><SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1>:Thud. The Commander places their luggage on the rack, then impatiently taps the man's shoulder, gesturing for him to move.
()<Speaker>Roman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Ah, sorry. Didn't mean to take your seat. +I'm Roman. Judging from your uniform... you're also heading to military school?
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The Commander says nothing. They simply give a curt nod and sits down. +Roman scratches his head awkwardly, then turns back to the woman.
()<Speaker>Roman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Sorry, where were we?
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...You were saying they're also our compatriots, just lost in the dark forest.
()<Speaker>Roman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Ah, yes! That's an interesting viewpoint. The popular opinion these days is to completely deny our enemies. +To not see them as our own kind, or even as human at all.
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's an inevitable stage in war—"dehumanizing" the enemy, portraying them in the worst light possible. +That way, you won't feel so much guilt about killing them. +But killing is still killing. That never changes.
()<Speaker>Roman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You're absolutely right!
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_XXS_kick</SE1><边框>2</边框><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0%%range=3</controll_shake>:Thunk. The Commander sets their travel mug down on the table heavily with a scowl.
()<Speaker>???</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Looks like our new friend here doesn't like my opinion.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:The Commander stares out the window, still ignoring him.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Station_Bell</SE1>:Choooo— The train lets out a few whistles, signaling its departure.
()<Speaker>Roman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Train's leaving. I'd better head back to my seat now. +Sergeant Marina, I'll come talk again later.
()<Speaker>Marina</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Alright.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Roman returns to his seat, and the cramped carriage finally quietens down. +Now the Commander could clearly hear the noisy send-off going on outside—
()<Speaker>Weeping Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Ivan! My dear Ivan! You must come back alive, I'll be waiting for you!
()<Speaker>Sad Old Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:My child... remember to write home often!
()<Speaker>Crying Child</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Papa! Papa! Get off the train! Come back!
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The Commander looks away in irritation—only to find the woman smiling at them.
()<Speaker>Marina</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hello. What is your name?
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker>Marina</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Looks like you've got no one to see you off either.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker>Marina</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:This might be a bit forward, but... are you mute? +If you sign, I can understand a little.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The woman actually starts signing. The Commander abruptly stands up and heads off to the water dispenser with their travel mug.
()||<黑屏1><边框>2</边框>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<黑屏2><边框>2</边框><BIN>9</BIN>:
()||<黑屏1><边框>2</边框>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_va_addingredient</SE1><BIN>530</BIN><回忆><黑屏2><边框>2</边框>:... +The commander gets their water but does not hurry back to their seat. Instead, they stare blankly out the train window, watching the scenery rush past with a vague emptiness in their eyes.
()<Speaker>Elderly Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hello, could you please help me open the lid on my water bottle?
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:An elderly woman tugs lightly at the Commander's sleeve.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I think the hot water inside has gone cold, so I can't twist it open.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Here, let me.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1><边框>2</边框><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:The Commander twists the lid loose with ease.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You want to refill it with hot water, right?
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Yes.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_va_addingredient</SE1>:The Commander rinses the bottle for her, fills it with hot water, and screws the lid back on—taking care not to tighten it too much.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Thank you, dear...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You're welcome.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Judging by your uniform... are you going to a military school?
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Yes... I'm enrolled in the Suvorov Military School.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Seeing you reminds of my child, Robin...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Robin... is also at a military school?
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay>:Robin has passed away. He died on the battlefield. +In that battle three months ago...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...I'm sorry.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's not your fault... (Sighs) He was as young as you are. To me, still just a child...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The old woman suddenly starts rummaging in the cloth bag she was carrying.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:After a moment, she pulls out a packet of rations and presses it into the Commander's hands.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Please, you don't have to! I just opened your water bottle! There's no need for this!
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Please take it! Please...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:She wipes her tears with a handkerchief.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:When Robin left home, I was angry about his decision to enlist. I was so stubborn I refused to go to the station to see him off. +I never imagined... that would be the last time I saw him... If only I had gone... If only I had said goodbye properly...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Take it, just... take it for Robin's sake.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The Commander reluctantly accepts the weighty packet of rations.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...Alright. Thank you.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:But promise me this—you must come home alive. Your family will always be waiting for you...
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:The Commander's heart sank. They wanted to tell her the truth—that there was no one waiting for them at home—but in the end, they just forced a faint smile and nodded.
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You take care of yourself too.
()<Speaker>Elderly Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I'm going to my younger sister. She's ill and needs someone to look after her. +I've sold everything valuable at home, hoping it will help...
()<Speaker>Commander</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Right. I wish you a safe journey.
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><边框>2</边框>:Watching the old woman slowly return to her seat, the Commander picks up their own travel mug and goes back to theirs.
()||<黑屏1>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<关闭蒙版><SE1>AVG_21Winter_Subway</SE1><CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><黑屏2><BIN>9</BIN>:
()<Speaker></Speaker>||<CGDelay>0.5</CGDelay><SE1>AVG_Carriage_Loop</SE1>:The train sped across the spring plains, rushing toward the horizon. +In the dull, monotonous rhythm of the wheels... +The Commander of the year 2050 slowly closed their eyes and drifted off to troubled sleep. +Back in the year 2050, the Neo-Soviet Union, though filled with war and pain, still had hope. +Hope, like the lilies by the roadside, burgeoned in spring.
()||<黑点1>: