There are similar sayings about the cultural custom of "death", whether in the East or the West, such as "the dead are big" and "the dead rest in peace". It is generally recognized that desecration, damage to the remains or other ways to "disturb" the dead are unforgivable.

Let’s not extract the "soul" of the deceased and "package" it into the weapon of war.
Alexander’s face was a little worried-it would be fine if he was told that he would be treated like this after he died, but the question was how many people would accept it if the news was published?
The living can’t know what it’s like to be an "undead", and no one knows whether the soul enclosed in a weapon still has a sense of self, and what will happen to the enclosed soul after the weapon is destroyed-will it dissipate or will it always be attached to the remains of the weapon like the "earthbound spirit" in tales of mystery?
If it is that lat, it is a cruel punishment than death.
Alexander’s lips groaned, but he didn’t say his real thoughts at last, but changed the topic "At present, the Skati has been out of danger, and all cabins have stepped into the end to suppress the invading ship monster, asking for further action instructions-continue to conduct fire reconnaissance or temporarily retreat?"
"Retreat" Koran looked at the screen and pulled up the Wan Li Goscati, saying that at this height, you can see the lead-gray thick clouds, but you can’t see the bottom of the clouds, Noah’s Ark.
The surface of the hull of the Skati has become broken-a small part of these injuries are caused by monsters hatched in ovoid sarcoma, and most of them come from the violent reaction caused by the "close contact" between the Skati shield and the ark shield.
In addition to the external damage of the hull, the ship was also seriously damaged by the invasion of monsters. According to the standards set in the code of warfare of the military fleet, the Skati has lost its ability to continue fighting and must return to Hong Kong immediately for maintenance and replenishment.
ZB51 turned around and flew out. There were still some monsters left on the outer deck that were not cleaned up. At the same time, several marines who got rid of the ship monsters also emerged from various exits on the outer deck to engage with those monsters on the outer deck.
"Turn around and return to Mukah fortress at a cruising speed of one minute." Alexander handed over the warship control to the helmsman, and he himself went back to the captain’s seat and sat down with a tired face.
Although the statistics haven’t come out yet, he almost has the number of casualties in his heart-except that the bridge has not been attacked, almost all cabins have monsters invading the ship, including the navigation brigade, marine corps and logistics personnel, totaling more than 2,400 crew members … I’m afraid the number of lucky people after the war is even a little hard to touch … The death rate of more than 60% is not tragic.
Scatti’s own damage is even more serious. The surface of the hull is full of holes dissolved by strong corrosive liquid, which looks like a piece of rotten wood from a distance … 90% of the modular cabins attached to the hull, including hangars, cargo holds, ammunition depots, assault boats and lifeboats, were abandoned and collided with energy shields, which turned into gorgeous fireworks.
The triple-mounted plasma main gun was melted due to the high-intensity fire core assembly; Those sub-guns and near-anti-guns are the key care of monsters, which have been destroyed by July 7th. In addition to the aircraft of the aviation brigade that was crashed by the outside of ZB51, the tactical mecha of the marine forces were also damaged by 70%.
Even the core power furnace transformed from the "city center" was seriously damaged by the ark shield. Although it didn’t explode, its output power fell to the normal state by one third … It is also for this reason that the Skati was able to return to Mukah at a cruising speed of two points.
"Almost the Scutty will be sunk." Ma Qinuo didn’t dare to gasp at this time. He stretched out his hand and touched the sweat-stained forehead and picked up the table cup … at this time, he discovered that the cup was gone. The atmosphere was so tense just now that he didn’t even know when he had finished drinking the coffee.
"Do you want some fat?" The hound noticed that Ma Qinuo took out a cup and waved the hip flask at each other-the Scutty was out of danger and everyone was in a better mood.
"Good" Ma Qinuo handed the cup over.
Ma Qinuo is a coffee lover who seldom drinks except for entertainment, but at this time, his heart suddenly developed a thirst for alcohol … This is probably the saying that "a sip of wine will calm the nerves."
The hound twisted the lid of the hip flask, but instead of pouring the wine directly into the Ma Qinuo cup, he went outside the office and spilled half of the wine in the hip flask on the ground at the door.
"To the fallen brothers," the hound said silently.
"To the victim" Ma Qinuo walked behind the hound, and the hip flask filled a glass and spilled it like a hound.
"Are you afraid of death?" The hound suddenly turned to Ma Qinuo and asked.
"Who is not afraid of death?" Ma Qinuo a face of nai "but the problem is afraid of? Even if you are afraid, don’t you have to face it in the end? "
Ma Qinuo poured another glass of wine and drank all the spicy liquid down his throat, which made his facial features slightly distorted … He smacked his lips vigorously and then said, "Are you trying to tell me that people here may die in the end?"
"Are you not pure nonsense? People will die sooner or later … unless you are willing to lie in a coffin full of all kinds of tubes all day like the monsters of the undead crew …" The hound paused for a moment and then whispered, "How can a bunch of fucking old undead die early and cause so much trouble?"
"No, I mean, we probably won’t live to the end of this war … so will all humanity." Ma Qinuo returned the hip flask to the hound. "Don’t you have anything to say?"
"What can I say? Isn’t it big enough to let the whole human race bury themselves? Besides, how do you know it won’t work unless you try? What if … I mean, what if we succeed? "
"No matter what the outcome is, you have to try." Ma Qinuo nodded quite approvingly. "I remember an old Chinese saying called’ Do whatever it takes to listen to destiny’ … we just have to do what we should do."
"I don’t like this sentence," the hound shook his head. "Life is the old self. Why should we listen to’ heaven’, not to mention that thing is our biggest enemy?"
The hound’s mouth "God that thing" means that nature is the one called "God"
"Don’t you think it’s too much for anyone to challenge God?" Ma Qinuo sighed. "I can’t imagine how we are going to win."
"If you can imagine, you are not Ma Qinuo." The hound glanced at this former colleague with disdain.
"What about you?"