Chasing K7 from behind, he saw the towering mountain and the lighthouse in the hearts of all his comrades standing upright with the hostility of "Don't come near", and all the passing nurses all stood upright. Anxious detour.
"The rescue will take a while. Sit for a while." K7 walked over to stand side by side with him, looked at the red light on the rescue room, and reminded again, "You strangled your hands twice. Is your blood all over Jane's face?"
Xia Jinyuan raised his hand, looked at his palm, and finally moved.
When he sat in the cold plastic chair, he looked at K7 with all weakness. In the light, his clear forehead was still a little sweaty, and asked: "Are there any sequelae from the rescue?"
"It's too much." K7 kept his usual succinct words, and passed the medical supplies in his hand, "Bundage yourself."
Oh, let him worry more, and fight so hard. Why should he have known this before
Xia Jinyuan saw that his comrade-in-arms was in a bad mood. It happened to him. He didn’t ask more after receiving medical supplies. He doesn’t even have the mood to speak now. It doesn’t matter if he has sequelae. He only wants her to live well, as long as his life is good. "Live well.
"Why are you trying to clean up her?" K7 didn't hold back, and asked her angrily, "I was beaten like this by you, what are you thinking in your heart!"
What are you thinking about? What was he thinking at the time
Thinking of the sacrificed comrades in arms, the comrades in arms who have been sent away and never returned, and the comrades in arms who have not yet found their bodies and let the heroic soul return to their hometown, that's what he thought of.
"Do you still remember R2?" The injured right hand was wrapped around the injured left hand once and again, and Xia Jinyuan's voice with low eyesight was so bitter as to add Huanglian, "She walked the old road of R2, so I am scared."
R2's old way!
K7's body was shocked, and his fingertips were already trembling slightly. In order to hide his attitude, K7 took the gauze in Xia Jinyuan's right hand with some rude movements, tangling it one after another, without saying a word in his mouth.
R2 was their comrade-in-arms. He died abroad two years ago. He didn't go for that mission, but he requested it.
He said that the one who was once his best brother, he wanted to personally solve the once best brother and give the country an account.
He died in the hands of brothers who were so good that they could also interact with each other on their backs. The front line came back to the news, saying that before he died, he asked the best brother if he died on his gun, and he could rein in the precipice and surrender back to his country.
The man said: "If he dies, he will definitely return home and surrender."
R2 tempted the former brother, using his own life to test it, and it turned out... No, he really put his own life out of the test.
From the side entrance of the hospital, the members of the Snowy Brigade who came up the fire stairway came over and felt the atmosphere. The back of Xia Jinyuan's head was placed on the cold wall with his hands wrapped, and his expressionless eyes closed tightly.
Sitting on the plastic chair opposite him, K7 was holding his helmet and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
The two did not communicate, but there was a heavy and depressing emotion flowing between each other. This... What's wrong! Isn't the blue bird
Everyone swept their hearts together, then speeded up, and walked over with the cold all over, J5's expression was deep, and he asked in a low voice, "How's the situation?"