Life and death depend on one's life, not at all...

The doctor shook his head and said that there was nothing he could do. The wounded person was so badly injured that his whole body was almost drained of blood... It's a miracle that he can persist until now.

Without letting the doctor to rescue him, Xia Jinyuan, the captain of the Snow Region Brigade, hugged his comrade in arms tightly, and hugged the comrade-in-arms who fought side by side with them, next to a group of tough men, a group of special forces who bleed but did not shed tears. At this moment, they forced the tears back into their eyes, so that their eyes were red and their foreheads were blue and ferocious, like a trapped beast.

J5 lying in Xia Jinyuan's arms could no longer open his eyes, he could only gently and slowly move his pale lips, "Brothers, sing me a song, don't think I'm dead, when I'm discharged... …”

The noise in the helicopter was so loud that the eardrums were bulging. Xia Jinyuan hugged his comrade-in-arms, whose blood was about to flow, and nodded, "Okay, let's sing!"

Send your comrades to the journey.

Silent and two tears,

A camel bell rang in his ears.

The road is long and foggy.

Revolutionary careers often break up,

Same thing, two different things.

comrade-in-arms,

dear brother,

Beware of the cold north wind in the middle of the night,

Take care along the way

...

comrade-in-arms,

dear brother,

Until the spring breeze brings good news,

We meet again.

At 22:36 on the evening of December 24, 2000, J5 was finally rescued and fell into the arms of his comrades. He and his comrades could never meet again.

"...I washed his face clean, and saw his smiling face, except that it was bloodless, like falling asleep. Little fox, you say... Is J5 just sleeping?"

The man's mournful voice came from the other end, every word, every word, weeping blood.

How everyone wished their comrades-in-arms, their J5 was just asleep, and by tomorrow he would open his eyes and say loudly as usual: "Run, as long as it's not dead, run for me!"

How I hope that the sun will rise tomorrow, and they will see their comrades standing under the morning sun, dressed in military uniforms, and said handsomely and handsomely: "Go find a daughter-in-law, the whole camp can smell your hormones!"

I wish I could hear his voice again and see his smile again.

Such hope turned out to be... a luxury.

Ye Jian bit her lower lip, her mouth was full of blood and tears.

How could this be?

How could this be?

Why did J5 sacrifice it?

Ye Jian, who was far away from school, couldn't accept this sudden sad news.

Why did J5 sacrifice it?

At the end of August, he also came to the airport to greet the returning comrades from the competition with a smile on his face. His voice and his loud laughter still echoed in his ears. He also made an appointment with her to take her to the basic training of the Snowy Brigade this winter vacation.

He also made an appointment to taste the delicacy of his hometown and the barbecue that he is best at.

He also made an appointment to let her teach him how to shoot so quickly and how to have a "gun" in his heart.

There are still so many promises that have not been fulfilled, so many promises have not been fulfilled, why did he sacrifice?

"Captain Xia, can I send him off? I'm going to give him a ride. I want to see him again at the end." When Ye Jian, who didn't cry, opened her mouth, her voice was sad, and the sadness that could not be melted was like thick ink. Every word, every word of her, "I want to see him again... Can I see him again?"

"Little fox, give us the last ride of J5. He will return to China later... Go and see him off!" Xia Jinyuan answered her, and his answer made Ye Jian's eyes darken.

Peacetime without sacrifice? No, the sacrifices in peacetime are just invisible to us, there are many sacrifices that we cannot see at all...

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