Chapter 1222: The Dragon's Sword (14)
"Boss, this battle was fought beautifully. Cheng He patted Zhao Yongqi on the shoulder, while the latter leaned on the heavy compartment of the medical car, still quietly looking at the stars in the sky as before.
Silent and patted Zhao Yongqi's shoulder again, he didn't know what to say, took off his bulletproof helmet, and scratched the sticky short hair with some distress.
Half an hour has passed, and the closed doors of the medical vehicle still haven't opened. At this moment, the more than 100 soldiers surrounding the neighborhood know that only if they don't open it is a good thing, it can mean that at least they are still rescuing.
However......
With the sound of the back door opening and the electronic steps being lowered, Yang Mu's slightly tired delicate face appeared in front of Zhao Yongqi.
"Squadron Leader, I'm sorry. The first sentence Yang Mu opened his mouth made Cheng He, who was full of anticipation beside him, turn around and punch the box hard.
Glancing at Cheng He, who hit the carriage with his head, Yang Mu took a deep breath and said to Zhao Yongqi, who was still calm and colder: "The bullet rolled in the abdominal cavity, half of the stomach, the left kidney, and the spleen were shattered, we ......"
Nodding slightly, Zhao Yongqi didn't say anything, and just as he was about to take a step, Yang Mu grabbed his arm, bit his lip and said, "Squadron leader, you go and persuade Liying, she is still ...... Still refusing to give up. ”
Stunned, Zhao Yongqi raised his steps and walked towards the back door of the carriage.
The moment he stepped on the medical car, Zhao Yongqi saw Zhao Liying's small body sitting directly on the operating table, and Lin Xin's body was no longer moving. A pair of small hands pressed the chest that no longer fluctuated, even though it was already sweaty, it still kept doing chest massage, as if it wanted a miracle to reactivate the heart that had stopped beating.
Lee Kwang-so hugged the sobbing Lee Ji-eun, looking at Zhao Liying's eyes full of distress, but he didn't know how to stop it.
Just hesitated at the door for a second, Zhao Yongqi strode over, hugged the waist of the small body, and directly dragged her off the operating table.
"What are you doing, don't get in my way!" Like an angry lion, the red-eyed girl reached out to push Zhao Yongqi's tall body away.
Syllable!
The right hand swept over like lightning, and the delicate little face that was slapped heavily turned to the side. Lee Ji-eun, who saw this scene, stopped sobbing and covered his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, while Lee Kwang-so's eyes widened with a completely dazed look.
In the next second, when the girl covered her little face and turned her head, Zhao Yongqi grabbed her arm roughly, and pulled the small body into his arms with all his strength.
"He's dead!"
As if with the words of a spell, the girl who was held tightly in her arms had the red in her eyes receded, and crystal tears gushed out as if out of control. The heart-rending cry also sounded at this moment.
Hesitantly moved his right hand, and finally the slightly rough big hand fell on Zhao Liying's hair, and the handsome face slowly sank, sticking to the girl's head, and a few warm characters came out of that mouth: "Thank you." ”
Trembling all over, Zhao Liying's crying was a little louder, and the arm holding the tiger's waist was also a little tighter. It seems that this is the only way to feel more warmth.
……
Zhao Liying, who was standing on the side, quietly looked at the man in front of her with a tear-stained face. Those hands, which are not dexterous, seem so gentle at the moment. Gently wiping the lifeless man on the operating table, rubbing his forehead little by little, wiping away the sticky dust. Slowly wipe the body and wipe away the blood.
Buckle up his torn uniform, calmly straighten his belt, raise his head, strap on the heavy bulletproof helmet, and finally, carefully buckle the collar.
The star-like deep starry eyes stared at the deceased comrade-in-arms in front of him, and after a long time, his lips opened slightly: "In the next life, we will still be brothers." At that time, you will command me!"
Looking at the raised right hand and a solemn military salute, the men and women in the carriage couldn't help but shed tears again.
"Cheng He!"
"Here!"
"Body Bag! Gather the troops!"
"Yes!"
There is no frivolity on weekdays, and the robust response voice is as calm as Mount Tai.
When Cheng He took the body bag, the two big men carefully packed the lifeless skin into it. Lee Kwang-so wanted to go up and help, but they refused. It was the last thing they could do for their brother, and they didn't want to borrow someone else's hand.
When the zipper was closed, Zhao Yongqi picked up the body bag and held it firmly in his hand, as if he was holding a piece of porcelain.
Following him, the medical team stepped out of the carriage to see more than a hundred soldiers standing as straight as if they were made of steel.
Putting the body bag in his hand at the front of the team, Zhao Yongqi walked to the front of the soldiers, turned his back to them and faced the body bag, and shouted in a deep voice: "Cheng He, roll call!"
"Yes!" After a calm response, Cheng He shouted loudly: "Report to the captain, the whole squadron should be one hundred and twenty-five, but it is actually one hundred and twenty-five!"
Yes, even if he lost his life, even if he couldn't breathe, he was still one of them!
Under the watchful eye of the medical team, Zhao Yongqi's right fist was raised high again, and the soldiers behind him stood even more upright like javelins.
"We!"
"Dragon's Sword!"
"Attack!"
"Invincible!"
"Guard!"
"Rock solid!"
"Compatriots!"
"I'll keep you!"
"Motherland!"
"In my heart! Defend with my life, no regrets!"
"Salute!"
Swish!
The dazzling military salute was like a thunderbolt, falling heavily on everyone's hearts.
……
Under the beige lamp, Juanxiu's handwriting seemed to be a little scattered.
"That was the second time I heard their cries, and that's when I realized what it meant to 'defend the motherland with my life, without complaint or regret'.
His eyes were so sad and so determined. His body was so tall and strong. He and his brothers, with their oaths, their blood, and their lives, defended this land called Huaxia and guarded everyone in this land. With his full blood, he repays the land that gave birth to him, raised him, and nurtured him.
His coldness, his silence, I seem to already know what it is for. If it weren't for these, maybe the fire in his heart would have melted him long ago.
However, he once said, 'It is a luxury to sacrifice and put on the national flag'. I didn't understand it, but soon I did......