Milo’s principle was that if he could not solve a problem when it arose, he would take care of it by getting rid of the person who caused it.
A very pointless thought experiment had once been proposed. Suppose there was a child on one side of a forked trolley track and five children on the other side. The question posed was that if one had a track switcher in their hands, which side would they choose to let the trolley go down?
If Milo were asked this question, he would simply beat the sh*t out of whoever asked it.
However, Milo was not in a hurry to join the battle. After all, he and Miriam had worked over the operating table for over 20 hours. Moreover, they would definitely face a tough battle after they went to the battlefield, so what Milo and Miriam needed most right now was some rest.
Before they arrived here, the forward operating base had prepared their accommodations for them. They were supposed to live in shared dorms. But after the incident of them treating the wounded soldiers had alarmed the entire forward operating base and caused a sensation, their assigned dormitories were switched to single-person rooms.
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