(88106 .) In the face of powerful firepower, Hai Anemone and Lu Hairong also took down their Red Cross armbands and raised submachine guns and heavy weapons.

According to international practice, when a military doctor wears a red cross armband, he can only use the simplest self-protection weapon, such as the Type 92 pistol.

And those warring parties, who will abide by international conventions, usually do not shoot at the medics.

Now that the situation was special, they were crossing the combat zone, and there were seriously wounded people in the car, Ye Yuchen decided to give up the safety privilege of his military doctor.

She had to fight and seize all the time to send the old squad leader and the wounded to a peacekeeping hospital dozens of kilometers away.

There can be no more battle damage, fight!

Three hours later, the Sky Warriors finally arrived at the peacekeeping hospital.

Jiang Jingyi is not there, she is supporting the medical team of the United States in the epidemic area of Aibaola.

Deng Zhe is also in the epidemic area......

Leng Junrui held the phone, but he couldn't press the call button......

Jiang Bin was sent to the operating room in poor conditions, and Lu Hairong was always by his side.

Her eyes, which never left him, gave him encouragement.

Ye Yuchen and Hai Anemone helped treat the other wounded, and the peacekeeping hospital was overcrowded, and the stuffy corridors were crowded with patients.

The wounded were all silent, and no one dared to mention Deng Yuan's name.

Forever painful.

Leng Junrui's eyes were scarlet, and he was silently opposite to the sea god.

The male god of the past suddenly fell into decadence.

Ye Yuchen didn't stop them from smoking.

Deputy Deng left suddenly, and no one could bear it.

"It's been a long time since we've ...... I realized the cruelty of war. Poseidon was so uncomfortable that he couldn't do it, "I knew I was going to control the machine gun......"

I know that this is the true face of war, but I can't stop blaming myself.

Leng Aochen had just comforted Jiang Bin and asked the doctor to give him a tranquilizer, so he came to channel the emotions of the Demon King and the Sea God.

But even he couldn't speak.

I could only silently ask for a cigarette and smoke it vigorously with them.

The burning in my heart is hotter than a red cigarette butt.

"You ......" he tried to organize the language and explain the two captains, Leng Junrui's cell phone rang.

It's a text message.

The sender is Deng Zhe.

Deng Zhe: Are the team members and troops okay?

Leng Junrui: The players are fine. I'm sorry, I couldn't bring Xiaoyuan back.

Deng Zhe: Jingyi is by my side, and we are ready to take Deng Yuan home.

Leng Junrui: You ...... What else is needed?

Deng Zhe: Don't blame yourself, it's not your responsibility, there's nothing special needed, don't cause trouble to the troops, so be it.

Then, Deng Zhe's mobile phone was turned off.

Ye Yuchen knew that in the epidemic area that they couldn't see, Deng Zhe and Jiang Jingyi, who were so sad that they couldn't be more grieved, must have collapsed in grief.

Simple and strong text messages, it is their last strength and tolerance.

They are the most tolerant and kind military martyrs in the world.

As in his dream, Deng Yuan was covered with a solemn national flag and escorted back to China by his relatives under the mourning of peacekeepers from various countries and the staff of the World Joint Management Organization.

Deng Zhe was several years old all of a sudden, with a full beard, and if you don't look carefully, you can't recognize that it is the actor with infinite scenery in the past.

His back was straight, because his brother was a hero.

Jiang Jingyi didn't cry, but at the moment when she sent Deng Yuan on the plane, she said in a low voice, "Brother Ayuan, we're going home." ”

Go home, yes, Deng Yuan can finally go home......

A Nordic maintenance policeman who had been on duty at the observation post with Deng Yuan blew a mournful Scottish bagpipe in a corner of the airport.

The melodious sound of the flute pulled everyone's hearts painfully and far away, and infinite reluctance and sorrow drifted over Sengkang with the melodious melody.

Eight months ago, Deng Yuan disembarked here in high spirits to begin his peacekeeping journey.

Now, he's home...... I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Exclusive Wedding Pet: Military Youth, Come to War"; , talk about life, find a confidant~

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