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Twelve heavily armed soldiers, neatly lined up, stared directly at the commander in front of them, waiting for their captain to give the order.

"In this mission, we only remember two words, safety, safety, or safety, have you heard it?" The man in the lead shouted with his hands behind his back and a solemn face.

"I hear you."

Twelve soldiers shouted in unison.

Seeing that his team members were full of energy and high spirits, Jiang Fei, as the captain at the time, was very satisfied, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face.

At this time, the youngest member of the team suddenly laughed.

"Little dragon, what are you laughing at?" Jiang Fei asked.

Xiaolong secretly touched his nose and said, "Captain, don't pull your face, you suddenly became serious when we were giggling all day, and I was a little uncomfortable." ”

This operation is not the first time for them, as the country's top troops, their actions have long been remembered, so there is no nervous feeling for a long time.

Jiang Fei didn't know why, that time when he spoke before the mission, he looked extremely serious, like a subconscious feeling.

"Captain, let's take a group photo, we haven't taken a group photo for a long time." Xiaolong said on a whim.

This idea was quickly agreed upon, so one by one they immediately posed and started taking pictures.

"Xin Li, why don't you have a tight face, come and take some pictures." After speaking, Xiaolong put his arms around Xin Li and happily showed his white teeth.

"Smack"

A yellowed photograph of twelve smiling young warriors with happy expressions on them was evident as if they were brothers.

It's just that none of them thought that this photo would be the last group photo in their lives.

Tears fell from Xin Li's cheeks, and the scenes of three years ago flashed in his mind bit by bit, those former comrades-in-arms, those former joys, all appeared in his mind for a while.

The little dragon was still on his knees, crying profusely, and the others around him bowed their heads, except for the group of young warriors behind him, everyone present had experienced the defeat, impressive battle.

Jiang Fei's face was indifferent, without the slightest expression, his eyes were staring at Xin Li, and the anger in his eyes had already turned into flames, burning.

Raising his head and looking at Jiang Fei's angry eyes, Xin Li shook his head, and the blood on his face began to disappear little by little, adding a layer of misty whiteness.

"Captain, I'm sorry for you." Xin Li's tone of voice gradually weakened.

At this time, everyone noticed the abnormality of Xin Li.

Xiaolong knelt on the ground, his hands were still beating Xin Li's body weakly, but Xin Li's body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was the closest, and he seemed to smell a smell of blood.

As a sniper, his sensitivity was beyond ordinary people, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Xin Li's back was already wet, his pants, back, and the ground were obviously stained red, and blood was still bubbling out along his wrists.

"Snap"

A sharp weapon fell to the ground, making the sound of metal hitting the ground.

I saw a dagger emitting cold light falling to the ground, and the dagger was stained with Yin Hong's blood.

"Plop"

Finally, Xin Li was no longer able to support his body, and suddenly he collapsed, and he fell to the ground, looking at the sky with a pale face.

At the last moment, he seemed to come to his senses, and instead of resisting, he used a dagger to cut the arteries in his wrist and let the blood flow freely, hoping to end his life of sin in this way.

Seeing Xin Li lying on the ground, no one went over to help, for such a result, most of them accepted it, although this way of understanding themselves was too gentle, but the final result was the same. That is death.

Seeing the blood on Xin Li's face gradually disappear, the old man Jiang Zhenguo sighed helplessly.

For Xin Li, his heart is also dripping blood, they are all his own soldiers, how can he not be heartbroken.

I think that back then, when he selected these soldiers, he put all his heart into it, and he placed many expectations on everyone.

It's just that I didn't expect such an ending to occur.

He turned, looked into the distance, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

Xin Li was lying on the ground, staring at Jiang Fei with his eyes, and slowly raised his hand, at this time he was already very weak when he spoke.

The blood flowed for nearly ten minutes, as a soldier, he knew the approximate time of bleeding from his wrist, at most a quarter of an hour, he would pass out because of the bleeding, his heartbeat would weaken, and finally die, of course, he also knew how to use the dagger in order to let himself die completely.

He looked at Jiang Fei, raised his hand, and said, "Captain, I don't ask for forgiveness for me, I just ask you to hold my hand and talk to me as you like." ”

Jiang Fei's eyes were still looking at each other coldly, and his body never moved.

Xin Li's hand was still holding on, but the expression on his face gradually stiffened, and as the speed of blood flowed slower and slower, his eyes finally closed. The faint heartbeat gradually stopped after a few minutes.

The pale Xin Li was lying on the ground like that, his eyes looking at Jiang Fei, and his arm was still in mid-air.

The group of young soldiers behind him, seeing their captain die, couldn't bear to look at it one by one, even if what Xin Li did was excessive, in their eyes, it was a burst of sourness, and many people shed sad tears.

Watching his former comrades-in-arms leave, Xiaolong knelt on the ground, and finally couldn't help but cry again.

This time, his cry moved many people around him.

The old man's eyes were moist, and Meng Tao's eyes were moist.

The scenes of the brothers who were once together appeared one after another, and Xiaolong knelt in front of Xin Li, looking at the face that he was once no longer familiar with, and cried loudly.

No matter how cold the hand is, it is only bloody, and there is no trace of blood.

The arm that stopped in the air was gently held in Jiang Fei's hand.

Jiang Fei walked over, slowly leaned down, looked at Xin Li's eyes that were not closed, he gently put his hand on it, and closed Xin Li's eyes from top to bottom.

For his former comrades-in-arms, how could his heart not hurt, although he had ten thousand thoughts that he could kill Xin Li, but after the other party was dead, the remaining anger had already turned into grief, but the tears had long been out of touch with this man, and there were no tears in his eyes.

He looked at the dead man on the ground with blank eyes, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff himself, and put the cigarette in Xin Li's mouth.

It seemed that Xin Li also felt the understanding and sympathy given by Jiang Fei at the last moment, and a strange smile appeared on his bloodless face, but few people found out. (To be continued.) )