The light was in her eyes, and she couldn't see his face. She could only vaguely see him with a clear face and a cold expression.

The man had short black hair. Sweat smeared his military shirt, which kept his shirt tightly against his tight chest and abs. He tucked the bottom of his shirt into his trousers, a mixture of dirt and blood covering the bottom of his boots.

"Your name is Lin Nuan?"

Surprisingly, the man spoke her native language. His low, resonant voice sounded both comforting and authoritative in that land that exuded the smell of death.

Lin Nuan nodded in surprise.

"I'm here to pick up you and Lu Jiangsi's children."

He raised his rifle in one hand and threw his uniform, bulletproof vest and helmet at her feet, motioning for her to put them on.

The battle is over, but they still don't know where the armed opposition is - who knows if it will suddenly appear and take her life.

Lin Nuan did not budge. After a long pause, she said shyly, "My feet are numb. I couldn't stand up.

After the terrifying incident, Lin Nuan's whole body suddenly relaxed, his muscles ached, and he trembled violently.

He reached out and took her sweaty, trembling hand and helped her up.

He thought she put her finger in the child's mouth because she was afraid that it would cry loudly.

However, when she took her finger out of her mouth, he realized that she had cut her finger and was feeding the child.

The baby did not eat anything for several hours after leaving his mother, and even his cry was faint. In such a critical situation, this was the only solution Lin Nuan could think of.

Fu Huaian still remembers how shocked he was at that moment when he witnessed such a scene.

Weeds covered Lin Nuan's head, and she still looked shocked and desperate. Her dirty face looked pale underneath. She wore an oversized helmet and military uniform, held the baby tightly to her chest, and handed him back the bulletproof vest. She looked at him with trusting eyes and said, "You need this ...... more than I do."

Fu Huai'an was stunned for a moment. Then he picked up the vest and put it on Lin Nuan and the baby. He just said, "Follow me."

After they reached the square safely, government forces had already occupied the area.

Lin Nuan heard from a special forces soldier named Qin Zhe that Lu Xiangsi was not dead, and by the time they arrived at Jiangchang, he was barely alive. She begged their leader to find Lin Nuan and her children. It's a perfect coincidence, as their leaders are there specifically to save her.

After negotiating with government forces, Fu Huaian took the child from Lin Nuan. Just as he was about to take the army's helicopter to the airport to send the child to Lu Xiangsi, Lin Nuan suddenly grabbed the corner of his shirt.

"I can't communicate with their armed forces. Can you help me ask them if the survivors of flight T-324 were sent to Saladin province in the city of Tikrit for emergency relief? ”

From the moment he set foot on Iraqi soil, Lin Nuan did not shed a single tear. However, when she tugged at his shirt, she couldn't help it.

Fu Huai'an held the baby in his arms, and his face was covered with military paint. He looked at the clear features under her dirty face with a deep gaze. Beneath those clear eyes, he seemed to catch a glimpse of great sadness—a dry, lifeless land beneath.

The wind from the giant helicopter caused her ponytail to spin in all directions, her eyes blinking. Tiny stones and sand were blown into her face, causing her pain.

The moment she heard the man say that Tikrit had never received a survivor of that flight, she felt exhausted and let go of his shirt. She watched blankly as he got into the helicopter.

After that, she and Qin Zhe got on the bus to the port together. In previous battles, several armed forces escaped in confusion. This makes the government fear that they will come back in anger and bombard them with their vehicles. Therefore, everyone is prompted to leave as soon as possible.

...

Lu Xiangsi was taken to the hospital. Unfortunately, she was not rescued in time.

Jiang Ming'an saw that Lu Xiangsi was not the second group of people to arrive at a safe place. Then he came back to pick her up, but on the way met the armed forces fighting with the government forces. If it weren't for the soldiers sent by Xie Jingqiu who rescued Jiang Ming'an and his wife and arrived in time, Jiang Ming'an would have died there.

When Jiang Mingan arrived at the factory and was delayed due to injuries on the journey, he heard that Lu Xiangsi was shot and sent to the hospital. When he finally arrived there from the factory, Lu Xiangsi was almost alive.

Fu Huaian stood at the door of the ward.

In the ward, Lu Xiangsi kissed Jiang Ming'an with tears in her eyes and swore an oath for the afterlife. She made him promise to take good care of the child.

Late at night on the 24th, Lu Xiangsi's body began to weaken in Jiang Ming'an's arms.

He hugged Lu Xiangsi and cried bitterly like a madman. He felt like he had lost his soul - his previous arrogance had shattered and disappeared with Lu Xiangsi.

Fu Huai'an was also distressed by her death, but not as deeply as Jiang Ming'an.

At that moment, he realized Jiang Ming'an's love for her. It was so deep that he engraved her name on his soul, and with her death, he felt his soul torn from his body and left with Lu Xiangxi.

Jiang Mingan hugged Lu Xiangsi and cried all night.

On the morning of the 25th, the Iraqi sky began to slowly light up, and as usual, Jiang Mingan came out of the ward alone with an indifferent expression.

He made a new deal with the soldiers who were supposed to protect him and his wife and bring them home.

Jiang Ming'an's eyes stared inside. He said he would do everything he could to take the life of the man who killed his wife.

He said to Fu Huai'an: "Brother, my wife and I will hand over the child to you!" Please take good care of him! You can't give the child to my mother because she sent Xiangsi to Iraq. She made it happen, so I'm going to let her lose her son and grandson forever!

That was the first time Jiang Ming'an called Brother Fu Huai'an.

Jiang Ming'an's determination was completely different from his previous indifference. Fu Huai'an grabbed his arm tightly, for the first time, he didn't do it to beat him.

He looked into his eyes, and couldn't stop Fu Huai'an and finally let him go.

Jiang Ming'an didn't even glance at Tuan Tuan and left resolutely. Even the faint cry of the child could not make him turn back.

The way Jiang Ming'an called his brother made Fu Huai'an's heart even heavier.

The army has already retreated and decided to return home. Fu Huai'an had no choice but to contact the soldiers to appoint the troops, risking exposing his previous identity as an undercover agent. Even if he had invested all his wealth in his career as a lawyer, it would not be enough for the soldiers to risk their lives to go to Iraq to fight ISIL forces.