The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

When she came back, she saw a tall flight attendant standing beside her seat. Seeing her coming, she handed over a glass of milk in her hand, "A glass of milk can help you fall asleep."

It turned out that after she went to the bathroom, the passengers on the other side of the aisle invited the flight attendant and gave Ye a glass of milk.

The warm care from strangers and the care from the people guarded by all the soldiers warmed Ye Jian's sadness.

J5 said that this is the country they protect, the people they protect, and even sacrifice for them is worth it.

Ye Jian, who had drank milk, did not fall asleep, nor did she cry anymore. She closed her eyes and recalled every bit of her time with J5. From getting on the plane to getting off the plane, she hadn't slept for a second.

J5's body was secretly sent back to China on the morning of the third day. When he arrived at the military airport, there was a heavy goose feather snow in the sky, and the cold wind whistled through large swaths of snowflakes. The world greeted the martyrs with the purest and most plain colors return home.

This is the third time that Ye Jian has faced sacrifice. The first two times were comrades-in-arms who met by chance, and the emotions were not so intense, but this time... the sacrifice was to fight side by side with her, and the comrade-in-arms who had a deep camaraderie died. In the snowy wind, when J5's body was covered with a bright red national flag and got off the plane, Ye Jian only felt that her figure swayed fiercely.

"salute!"

From the front came a clear voice like a twilight bell of the sky and the earth, and there was a pound of strength in the weeping, welcoming our martyrs to return home.

As long as the comrades in the Snowy Brigade did not perform their tasks, they all came. They originally started winter training in the depths of the Daxing'an Mountains. When they learned that their comrades had sacrificed, the men with strong bones and strong bones flowed down the second the news came. A flick of the boy's tears.

Ye Jian, the only female soldier in the Xueyu Brigade, put the medal on J5 who seemed to be sleeping with a smile, "J5, this should have been worn by the leader for you, but the comrades said, I am our team. The only female soldier here, send me out to wear it for you, don't dislike it!"

"Sleep well, just sleep on the ground, don't worry about the outside, there are us. We have guns, cannons, bullets, and the strongest national strength, we will definitely guard this piece of your country. The country you love, the people you love."

"We will carry on your last wish until you die."

J5, with thick eyebrows and handsome nose, is lying in the coffin wearing his favorite military uniform, with a slight smile on his mouth, which is like a sacrifice, like a deep sleep, as if he will wake up when he has enough sleep, and then he will be with him again. The comrades greeted warmly.

The north wind whistled, and there was a thousand miles of sadness and joy. A piece of snow fell on J5's face, lightly embellishing his pale and bloodless face. of tightening.

It was this snowflake that didn't melt on the skin that told her that J5 was not sleeping, but... stopped breathing forever.

The medal was already worn, and Ye Jian gently covered J5 with the bright red flag. After that, she stood up, raised her hand, and gave her the military salute that made her cry.

Just as the coffin was covered and ready to be sent to the funeral home, there was a mournful cry from behind the rows of soldiers, and that cry made the world pale.

J5's family arrives, and there is another one with him... The woman who has always liked J5, but was rejected by J5 and waited for him infatuatedly.

J5 has an older sister on top and a younger brother below. The older sister is married and has children, and the younger brother has been working for two years. His parents don't like city life and have been living in mountain villages. Whenever their second son is mentioned, the parents' faces are filled with disgust. Deep pride.

Can you not be proud of being the first college student in the village?