Huh?

Flynn froze in place.

It's not a joke, and there are no miracles in film and television works.

It's very ordinary, and Flanda is shot by the Union soldier.

Then he fell to the ground, and he didn't need Flynn to use his medical knowledge, but anyone with a little common sense could judge.

It was not an injury that could still be used to survive.

The color of the blood is no different from the color of the operating table, it is red, and not only that, but there are other things mixed in with the blood.

Pink white, yellow, transparent 。。。。。。

Flynn could have given a medical name for everything, but he couldn't relate it to the woman he had just fallen in love with.

Do not admit it, never admit it.

Flynn only felt something rush up in his stomach, and before he could cover his mouth, the food scraps spat all over the ground.

By the way, this food is still made by Flanda.

He didn't know why it suddenly occurred in his mind.

At the same time, the black-skinned African-American Union soldier also opened fire, and the Federalist-sized M72 assault rifle spewed tongues of fire, smashing Hachihara's head to pieces.

"Damn!!" Uncle Ed roared and tried to draw his gun, and before he could put his hand into his arms, he was also shot in the head and died.

Flynn's face was filled with tears, his eyes were blurred by tears—not from grief, in fact, he hadn't had time to feel grief, but from the nasal pressure of vomiting—and the sight of the two of them falling to the ground was blurred in his eyes.

Are people something that can die so easily?

What he should have known, it was exactly that, he didn't know how many dead people he had seen, accidental deaths, sudden deaths of sudden illnesses, and dragging deaths due to lack of money for treatment.

That's right, he should be a person who is used to seeing death, even if he operates on someone on the operating table, he doesn't waver when he looks directly at the lesions in the human body, why does he not move at this moment?

It's weird.

[It's okay if you're not so polite, you're the Flynn my dad often mentions, right?] 】

The 。。。。。 I fell in love with

[Well, I want to think about it, I'm a few years older than you, just call me sister.] 】

A woman named Flanda。。。。。。

[Am I afraid。。。。。。 It would be a lie to say that there is no fear at all. 】

In front of me。。。。。

[However, I also know that some deaths。。。。。。 No, sacrifice has to be made, so even if I am a little scared, I can control myself. 】

Like any other dead man。。。。。。

[So, I have made up my mind to bring down the Federation, and I am willing to do anything for this. 】

That's it......

[That's it, okay, let's make an appointment, if we all survive this time, you can help my sister and me! 】

Dead.

Such a woman, she died, just because of a bullet, died and died, and 。。。。。。。。!

She's not the one who deserves to die!

It's so strange, how can you and how you die for such a boring reason?

Who the hell prepared such a boring script? Is it God? Or is it a demon? Or is it done by some neurotic who can't see the good of others!

How could she, who was supposed to be a woman as radiant as Joan of Arc, die for such a frivolous reason!!!!

However, Flynn actually knew that before Flanda was a woman like Joan of Arc, he first wept over the death of the person he loved.

He is not a saint, and he will weep for his own feelings before weeping for the loss of a great man for the world.

Such an ordinary person.

How deep his love for Flanda was, how deep his sad mood was at the moment, so deep that he didn't have time to grieve for Ed and Hachihara.

He knelt on the ground and hugged his head, crying silently, tears flowing uncontrollably, and even wetting the ground.

The Union soldier who had shot Flanda stopped the other man who wanted to shoot him, and walked up to Flynn with his pistol.

At that moment, Flynn noticed the presence of the man, he looked crazy, his face was full of tears, there were traces of saliva on the corner of his mouth, he was desperate, forgetting that the other man had a firearm in his hand, and even forgot that he had a firearm, so he threw himself at the Union soldier, trying to bite him with his teeth.

"Poof!" However, Flynn's final desperate assault was also very materialistic, very unattractive, very reasonable and uninteresting, and the African soldier standing by him struck him in the side of the face with the butt of a rifle, knocking him to the ground.

Blood ran down his forehead.

But Flynn felt no pain.

His tears dried up at some point, condensing on his face, and his face felt uncomfortable without moving, and he glared at the Union soldiers in front of him with an indescribable, but nightmarish expression that ordinary people would have when they saw it.

"Let me come, Capri." The older Union soldier stopped the African-American soldier and walked towards Flynn with his pistol in hand.

He raised his gun and pointed it at Flynn's head, as if he knew he was in danger, and Flynn didn't give in and beg for mercy, but he didn't try to resist either.

He just looked at Shutana Hardy.

"Hate me, it's your right," Shutana tried to pull the trigger, "I'm sorry. ”

Flynn's words, however, paused him for a moment.

"I curse you, I curse the Earth Federation." Flynn's eyes were almost bleeding into tears.

"I want Zeon to kill you all!" He suddenly changed his words: "No! I want a planet to crash into Earth and kill you all!! Destroy the entire planet!! ”

His words of resentment were word-for-word, and word by word went to Shutana, who he thought was a Union soldier.

It's ridiculous that, at the end of his life, he has forgotten that his purpose is to pursue the freedom and independence of the people of the universe, and that it is a wish as beautiful and righteous as Flanda.

And this young man, who has received many years of higher education, actually pinned his hope of destroying the Earth Federation to the gods and ghosts at the end of his life, and used the curse to make a final resistance.

"That's 。。。。。。"

Is this young man actually a pro-Zeon person?

But it is no wonder that among the working masses there has always been a soil for cosmic independence, and even this young pro-Zeon is not surprising.

Knowing this fact would make Shutana feel even more guilty, but it wasn't enough to stop him.

"I'm sorry."

"Bang ——!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the young man named Flynn Hendrick died on the land of the moon in the far reaches of the moon, did he meet his twisted wish in his final moments?

He had a creepy, eerie smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is no miracle, no drama of him being rescued and then taking revenge, no story of him finding a true way to save the world after all the storms.

He's just a character that the author has spent a few minutes conceiving, a supporting character, both for the story and for the world.

He is unimportant.

It doesn't matter what he does, what he loves or hates, what he wants at the end.

So in any case, the author will not waste more pen and ink on a dead man, who is doomed to oblivion.

Until the moment he died, he still didn't know that the 'Union soldiers' who killed them were actually Zeon soldiers, and that what the Zeon Army was going to do was exactly the same as what they were going to do.

Not only the purpose is the same, but even the means are the same.

But I don't know if it's a blessing or a misfortune.

It should be thankful.

His last wish will definitely be fulfilled for him.