Leo was about to speak up in his own defense, but Sarah suddenly moved swiftly to tap on the high-tech wristband on her arm. Her movements were agile and rapid, almost as if she were engaged in a game with some invisible opponent. There was a glint of determination and focus in her eyes, as if she were handling something extremely important. With the rhythm of her fingers, data quickly emerged, and beams of light projected from the wristband, displaying the information clearly on the table in front of the middle-aged man.
This data revealed Leo's military background, including his experiences, achievements, and some classified information, providing a detailed showcase of Leo's performance and contributions in the military. The information shimmered on the table, as if recounting Leo's past story.
The middle-aged man's expression gradually became serious as the information was displayed, and his attitude became noticeably cautious. He furrowed his brow, seemingly analyzing and evaluating the information carefully, while slowly sipping on the whiskey in his hand and deep in thought.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the compartment became even more tense, but also filled with a sense of anticipation. Leo stood there, not knowing what Sarah had done for him, but a glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. In this instant, his mood shifted from despair to a faint sense of hope, and his eyes reignited with a glimmer of light.
Sarah's words carried a hint of sarcasm as she browsed through the data displayed on the table, explaining to the middle-aged man. Her voice was full of mockery, but at the same time, it revealed a kind of seriousness that could not be ignored.
"Look at this, Mr. Vagabond. Graduated from the Star Alliance Military Academy, the outstanding graduate of the 89th class. Interstellar Federation Navy, combat department, Border Defense Department, former Second Lieutenant Leo," Sarah continued, her gaze shifting back and forth between Leo and the data, seemingly searching for more information. "Although his service record is less than a year, he was forced to retire. Not just anyone can do that, pretty impressive, right?"
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat relaxed, but also tinged with a hint of awkwardness. A man lying on the side let out a laugh from under his hat, seeming to find amusement in the situation. Hearing these words, Leo felt a sense of shame, his face showing discomfort. He was well aware that his past was not illustrious, but at the same time, he realized that this might be an opportunity to change his current situation.
Leo's gaze fell on the documents on the table, records that represented both his past glory and his current source of pain. He took a deep breath, trying to find his place in this unexpected opportunity. He knew in his heart that this might be his chance to get back on track and rediscover himself.
The middle-aged man's eyes were fixed on the projection on the table, as if searching for something. His voice was deep and powerful, showing a certain affirmation of Leo's past experiences.
"The first battle I participated in was at Four Minnow Star," Alex said in a low voice, with a hint of evaluation and contemplation in his tone. "That was pretty tough, Second Lieutenant."
The man lying down, upon hearing these descriptions, let out a surprised exclamation from under his hat: "Wow, this luck is really something, it's incredibly terrible!"
Sarah added with a smile, "That's right, Alex, you heard it correctly. This guy is as hardcore as they come. Not only was he responsible for carrying out the infamous 'Big Clean' operation, but he also impulsively attacked his superior in the end." Her words were filled with admiration for such unusual behavior.
Several people in the compartment let out a burst of admiring and playful voices. These voices echoed in the dim compartment, as if they were surprised and amused by Leo's past actions. Leo listened to their words, not knowing how to respond for a moment. His heart was filled with complex emotions, not only shame and regret, but also a sense of uncertain anticipation for the future. He sat there silently, waiting for the other party's next words.
Alex looked up at Leo and said, "Hey, Mr. Vagabond, aren't you going to say something? Don't you have anything to retort?" Leo raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man Alex in front of him, his gaze piercing through the dim light and shadow in the compartment. He sensed the seriousness and challenge hidden behind the humor on the surface. After a moment of silence, Leo finally spoke, his voice carrying a hint of determination, but also revealing uncertainty and hesitation.
"There's nothing to argue about," Leo said in a low voice, his words echoing in the compartment, "Those are all things I've done, I have no reason to evade it."
His eyes met Alex's directly, as if seeking some kind of acknowledgment, or perhaps a challenge. He saw Alex's muscular arms and the powerful figure revealed beneath the combat vest, which made him feel a hint of respect.
"I know I made a mistake," Leo continued, "but I also know why I did it at that time. Now, I just want to find a way to start over."
As these words were spoken, the pressure on Leo's heart seemed to lighten a bit. He felt as though his soul was being comforted by the dim light and the presence of the people in front of him. He sat quietly, waiting for Alex's response, feeling both hopeful and anxious.
"Ha! Young man, you've got some strength!" Alex praised, then raised his glass of wine to signal Leo. His gesture seemed to express his respect for Leo without words.
Without waiting for Leo's response, he finished the whiskey in one gulp. As the liquid flowed down his throat, a satisfied expression appeared on his face. The heat of the alcohol spread through his throat, bringing a wild sense of satisfaction.
Alex's laughter echoed in the compartment, his smile revealing a kind of boldness and affirmation. He looked at Leo, his eyes filled with recognition and interest in this young former soldier.
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