Ye Jian, whose hands were stained with blood, looked at Ada, whose complexion was getting more and more ugly.
Can't hold on for a long time, the policeman on the front line can't hold on for long, life is lost in her palm as fast as she can see...
Ada, who heard his comrades continue to encourage him to persevere, took a long time, tried to hold up and closed his eyes, and responded with a light "um".
Ada, who worked hard to live, knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain, and he would no longer succeed.
With such a low and inaudible voice, Dorje, who had been waiting for an answer, cried like a child. The Tibetan man with a broad back arched his back and crouched beside his comrades and cried.
Tears overflowed from the corners of Ada, who was tired and closed his eyes. He heard the sorrowful cries of his comrades, and heard his comrades' dissatisfaction towards him.
He also knew that the eldest brother Tayang Ciwang, who had been silent for a long time, had already left, and the eldest brother who had not been rescued in time for a sudden illness had gone.
Ada, whose breathing was weak and silky, wanted to take a deep breath at the end, and he did it too. After struggling to take a deep breath, he looked at the shadowed figure, his lips moved, "Stop... Stop... Car, I... Look... See... See... Look."
He wanted to look at the blue sky again, the eagle flying above his head, and the land he loved so much, he wanted to breathe the cold wind from the snowy mountain for the last time …
The car stopped. When Ye Jian got out of the car, her knees were so soft that she bent forward and kneeled as if she was about to fall. Her hand was still covering the policeman Ada's neck. She couldn't fall. If she fell... her hand would loosen.
Police Puncog and Duoji took Ada and got out of the car. They walked to the side of the road. Puncuo sat down first. Ada sat and leaned into the arms of his comrades. Dorje knelt next to him and held Ada's hands tightly. Ye Jian also kneeled. , His hands never left Ada's neck.
The wind blowing from the mountains and across the highway came with a whine tone. Listening to it, even the wind is full of sadness.
Ada tried to open his eyes. He looked at the blue sky and wanted to see if there was an eagle flying by. The sky was so blue and blue. When would the eagle fly
The air is really good, with the breath of Gobi and desert, and the coldness of snow-capped mountains in the cold.
This is the last time Ada has opened his eyes. The sun is so dazzling and tears flow from his eyes. He has to keep open and watch... because this is the last time he has seen the sun.
In less than a minute, Ada slowly closed his eyes. At the last moment of his life, he left his last words, "Tsing Wang... Big Brother... Me... Me and... Tsing Wang... One... Together, you... You... Continue... Continue... Live... live... live... ”
He didn't mention his family, but only mentioned his comrades who fought side by side. At the last moment of his life, he could not rest assured of his comrades.
And the family... He closed his eyes before he could leave his last words.
"Ada!!"
"Ada! My Ada!!!"
The Tibetan man was crying in pain, Phuntsok hugged Ada who had left, held him tightly, and cried loudly. The sound of grief was enough to make the wind weep.
Ada is gone, Ada who is a policeman is gone.
Ye Jian, who slowly withdrew her hand, stood up staggeringly, her hand trembling so badly that she didn't even have the strength to lift it up and use military salute to bid farewell to the police.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at his bloodied hands. The blood had dried and solidified into a brown blood clot. The seams on the palms of the palms and the backs of the hands were full of brown blood, the blood that represented endless life... It was now dried.