"Brooklyn War Monument, I watched it being erected here thirty years ago with my own eyes. And... I also have friends from Brooklyn who sacrificed in the war."
The victory speech was held as scheduled.
People swarmed the area, making it impenetrable, because this was New York, and most people were actually here to protest—
It was only when Barnes started speaking that they realized this old soldier wasn't so radical.
It wasn't like those previous speeches in some states, with claims like, "Give me eight years, and I'll return a stable and strong America."
How to put it... you could say it was sincere.
Barnes looked at the monument, then at the statue beside it—
The statue depicted his comrade, a member of the Roaring Assault Team. At one point, he had thought everyone was dead, either killed in battle or old age, but now...
The captain of the Roaring Assault Team had survived, dug out from the ice and transferred to Africa, now missing.
