Chapter 342: The Last Gift [Final Chapter]

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It was his last gift.

The Hummer sped up and galloped on the road, billowing yellow smoke behind him, looking out the window at the ruined city, the heavily armed An Yang fell into a trance.

Time seemed infinitely short and infinitely long at that moment, his body was still in place, but his soul drifted into the distance, and a bunch of memories that had never been experienced appeared in his mind.

Managers, followers, the establishment of the Anonymous Party, the development of the Divine Stick, the rise of the Alliance, the leap of time and space...... And behind this is always accompanied by a figure.

He didn't know each other, but every time they met, he felt his heart beat faster, and he wanted to catch up to see her clearly, but every scene switch could only let him see his back.

Time is constantly passing in these fragmented memories, the reunion of the broken mirror is being staged, the years have precipitated in the depths of his memory, and the deep attachment makes him feel bitter.

Why do you feel so bad?

Finally that shadow appeared in An Yang's world, at that moment his breath seemed to be still, no impression but with a thousand complex feelings, warm, nostalgic and reluctant.

The emotions that had been sealed in the dust suddenly exploded, and he begged anxiously in his dream: "Don't leave me!" ”

She smiled, but her figure faded.

"No!"

Peter Cowell, who was driving, was startled by Anyan's cold shouting, but his good military qualities quickly calmed him down, slowed down and looked at the head to the side.

An Yang looked around, his eyes were full of doubts about reality and memory, his head was a little confused, and he asked the person next to him, "What is this place?" ”

Cowell sensed that something was wrong: "Northeast Baghdad, you asked us to go to the village attacked by the infected and rescue the villagers and the rebels. ”

The line of memory became clearer, and An Yang asked again: "What era?" ”

"In 2015."

……

Once life and death were separated, now they are close at hand.

Ahmet's rebels gave up resistance, the enemy had already surrounded the village, and the armed confrontation would only bring total annihilation, so the commander decided to wave the white flag and surrender.

Hasna disagrees with it in her heart, she knows that the enemy is brutal and cunning, and they are complete disaster makers with extreme thoughts, and it is better to trust the butcher to be a vegetarian than to count on the enemy's mercy.

But she couldn't change it alone, they were controlled, concentrated at the entrance of the village, standing in rows with their hands tied behind their backs, and the enemy searched the surroundings, and there were constant swearing.

The atmosphere at the scene was very tense, the commander was already controlled by the enemy, but they did not have the slightest mentality towards the prisoner, but wanted to use him as a deterrent.

She saw a man in the back seat of a pickup truck aiming a heavy machine gun at the captives on the ground, shocking them: "This is the punishment for resistance!" ”

Heavy machine guns rang out twice.

The large-caliber bullet exploded the captive's head at close range, and the headless body fell to the ground, blood sprayed indiscriminately, and her companions were sprayed with blood in their faces, crying in fright, causing a group of armed men around her to laugh.

Before they could get enough of it, one of the extremists pulled out his saber, came up behind a man, grabbed him by the hair and made him look up, learning the actions in the decapitation video, smiling and gesturing with the knife.

"Nope! Don't kill him! Hasna cried out anxiously, unable to keep her composure, for it was her brother, her only remaining relative.

"Shut up!"

It's just that her plea for mercy was only exchanged for a gun butt, which smashed her to the ground, and the world suddenly went dark, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Strange memories flooded in, from the moment of this beginning to the moment of eternal parting, the memories of that woman's life pierced her heart.

The estrangement of life and death could not let her go, and the regret of not being able to accompany her to the end filled her body, and she suddenly hated her weakness and cowardice.

When she opened her eyes again, the vicious enemy was about to stomp on her face with her shoes, but someone stopped her: "Don't hurt it, she can use it, she can sell it for money." ”

"I'm going to be the first to her!" The man said loudly.

Hasina suddenly laughed, not hiding her sarcasm in the slightest, causing the others to look at her, mostly as if the woman had gone crazy.

Her laughter stopped, and a cold curse came out of her mouth: "You're all going to die!" ”

"Who do you think you are?" One of the militants grabbed her eldest brother's head, and the sharp dagger gestured at it, "I'll give you a taste of death!" ”

She closed her eyes, and two lines of tears fell.

But the expected tragedy did not happen, only the sound of something shattering, followed by a heavy fall to the ground, and then the sound of bullets cutting through the air before rushing to catch up.

Hasna opened her eyes and stared expectantly in one direction.

There you are.

……

An Yang teleported Cowell to the ambush site in advance.

This scene washed away the intelligent realization: "Impossible! You've never been here! ”

"Anything is possible." An Yang comforted this guy who had been with him for an unknown number of years, "Trust me. ”

"There is no such probability." Intelligence is going to compete with its scientific outlook.

An Yang shook his head and smiled, quickly lay down, put on his invisibility cloak, and saw the soldier in the scope with a sly smile and a knife in front of the captive's neck.

"Free Fire!"

Without the slightest hesitation, An Yang pulled the trigger, and he could see through the scope that the guy's head exploded like a burst watermelon, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.

The ambush immediately began, and as in the memory of the scene, the extremists were flanked by them, beating them to the ground, and killing everyone like straw.

"Empty!" Cowell voice back.

"This side is also empty!" Anyan responded, lifted his cloak and climbed up, gathered his things, and ran towards the village with his battle rifle in hand.

All the way to the open space at the entrance of the village, where the rebels and most of the people were concentrated.

The rebels, who were tied to the ground with their backhands, looked at the two people who came over with suspicion and gratitude. However, An Yang didn't care about them, and his gaze always stayed on one person.

Contrary to her memory, she had used her skills to break free from her bound hands, quickly picked up a rifle from the ground, turned and pointed the muzzle in the direction An Yang had come from.

A look of surprise came over his face, and then a gunshot rang out - a wounded but not dead extremist chest next to Anyan. The front exploded with blood flowers, and the gun in his hand completely fell.

Careless...... An Yang thought to himself.

When she turned back, she had already thrown away the weapon in her hand and stared at him with wide eyes. Anyang's heart was hot, and she ran forwardβ€”and she ran to meet her.

"I'm back."

"You did it."

After the words fell, there was no need to speak, and the two people who had been separated for many years hugged each other again, one laughing and the other crying, and the huge surprise that was lost and recovered made them sink into it.

The people around looked at this scene strangely, especially her eldest brother who had played soy sauce, and was very curious about how her sister, who had never been in contact with a strange man, could be so out of line?

The next scene stimulated all the believers even more - Hasna kissed each other on the lips, and the fierce kiss made everyone embarrassed.

"Ahem!" Her eldest brother finally couldn't help it.

The voice brought them back to reality, and Hasna let go of him, smiled, took his hand in front of everyone, and solemnly said, "He is my husband." ”

Her eldest brother scratched his head, probably because he couldn't understand the cause and effect, but seeing his little sister smiling so happily, this was something he hadn't seen since his parents left.

Bless them...... He didn't know why he had such thoughts.

……

History has taken a new track.

What should have happened may not happen again, but An Yang did not give up his role as a manager, which is the biggest contribution he can make, and of course he has slowed down appropriately.

The afterglow of the evening sun shone on the children playing on the park grass, and they sat on the benches and watched the warm scene, and immediately drove away all the fatigue.

"Be careful, watch your step!"

"Hey! Protect your sister! ”

The two looked at the frolicking children in front of them uneasily, but the two wind-up little things were willing to stop, and they continued to giggle after falling and getting up.

"That's it, kid." An Yang sighed.

"You seem to be a great father." Hasana leaned against him and raised her right hand to look at the ring on her ring finger, which glittered with joy to her.

"Haven't seen enough?" Anyan wondered.

"Nope!" She tilted her head and drilled into him, which made An Yang laugh and hugged her: "Worthless broken stones can laugh so happily." ”

"Death!" She screwed him, "You gave it to me when you said it was priceless. ”

"You're priceless." An Yang kissed her forehead, then looked up at the sky, the warm sunset shining on his face, suddenly thought of something, and looked back behind him.

Hasina also turned around: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Empty in the shade of the trees, his gaze returned to his reality, "How about we go on vacation?" Bring our big family! ”

"Okay, let me plan ......"

[END]

PS: Finally got the book, the last two chapters are two endings, the first is an open-ended ending, it depends on what you think. I'm going to stop for a while after writing this one, and I don't have the energy to write another book, and of course I may slap myself in the face in the future and make another one, but I'm not interested in it at the moment.

That's it for now, thank you for your support all the way to the present! (To be continued.) )