From Xia Jinyuan’s words, Ye Jian heard another meaning, one that made her look black and her whole body was trembling. She trembled and asked, "Send J5 for you... The last time, you can’t come back?"
"No." Xia Jinyuan replied to Ye Jian. They can't go back yet. Their comrades sacrificed but their mission is still going on and they have to perform...
Next, it is both to perform the task and to avenge their comrades in arms.
Ye Jian, whose voice became hoarse, asked him, "How long will it take for you to come back?" She even wanted to ask where they were performing what tasks, but she couldn't ask. Team Xia would not answer her.
"No return date, little fox, I'll contact you again when I come back, goodbye." Xia Jinyuan, who had already cried, hung up the phone without talking, very simply and neatly.
The fire door opened and the lights from the corridor outside came in. Xia Jinyuan looked up at his comrades standing against the light, got up slowly, and asked his comrades, "Are you all ready?"
"Well, I'm all ready. Let's set off in five minutes." The comrade-in-arms code-named X replied to his captain, with a low voice like rubbing a handful of coarse sand, with sharp murderous aura in the roughness. "Find those bastards." Egg, take revenge for J5."
Xia Jinyuan walked into the light and shadow shining in from the door frame, the slanting light only illuminates his slender and straight legs, and the upper body is hidden in the dark, the whole person is like an ancient sword about to break out of the ground, murderous and violent. Air is entrenched.
His thin lips were tightened, and his sharp gaze passed over X's shoulders, and fell on a medical viscera map posted on the outer wall. He stared at the lungs on the map, and his words seemed to wipe the blade. Then, "watch them closely, don't give them any hope of escape."
"Don't worry, I will never give them a chance!" X gritted his teeth, "Never want to run any of them!"
Mogadishu, which is five hours later than in China, is still 6.16 in the evening. December 24 is Christmas Eve in Western countries. At 22:36, December 24, China time, many domestic businesses are launching Christmas Eve activities. , Chasing trends, lively and romantic men and women are toasting and celebrating, and they will never know that a special soldier in his early thirties gave his life for the security of our country’s military.
They didn’t know that when they toasted and celebrated, that group of special forces loyal to the country and the people were standing in the most chaotic city in the world, Mogadishu, standing straight in a foreign country, raising their hands in salute and sending them away. Their comrades-in-arms returned home.
Goodbye, my comrade-in-arms.
I hope I can meet you again in the next life, become a comrade-in-arms, and fight together again.
The wind blew from the edge of the sky, the sun sank into the clouds, and a layer of dazzling gold was embedded outside the clouds. At the end of the day, the sunset was bloody, like heaven and earth with the same sadness.
Domestically, after receiving the news, Major General Yang sat in his chair for a long time without a single action. An outstanding special soldier of the Snowy Brigade left his comrades forever and fell asleep forever...
The country is lost, the country is crying!
Major General Yang, who had been sitting quietly for five minutes, moved. He raised his hand and picked up the microphone that he had depressed five minutes earlier. He needed to call the National University of Science and Technology...
When dialing the call, Major General Yang did not dial the phone number correctly three times in a row. His hands were shaking so badly that he always slid from the correct number key to another number key.
At one o'clock in the morning, Ye Jian took the last flight to Jingcheng. She needed to go to the military airport to meet her comrades-in-arms back. She wanted to send her comrades-in-arms for the last time.