Zhao Liangze held Bai Shuang tightly in his arms and pressed his face against her forehead, as if he wanted to warm her cold forehead.
But no matter how hard he tried, Bai Shuang could no longer feel warmth.
Huo Shaoheng stepped hard on the accelerator and sped all the way until he finally drove into the parking lot of the Huaxia Empire's consulate in Cape Town.
He made several phone calls along the way and contacted the consul, the military officer, and the first secretary. He asked them to quickly prepare a stretcher and medicine. He also asked the doctors and nurses to be in place and immediately start resuscitation as soon as they got out of the car.
Therefore, when they arrived, there were already a few people in white coats standing in the parking lot of the consulate. They were carrying stretchers, carrying medicine boxes, and holding braces, waiting anxiously.
The car screeched to a stop in front of the men in white coats.
Huo Shaoheng pushed the door open and jumped out. He walked to the back door and opened it. He frowned and said, "Little Ze, ask the doctor to save Bai Shuang."
Zhao Liangze looked up at Huo Shaoheng, his lips trembling violently. After a while, he finally said, "I'll carry her in."
He carried Bai Shuang out of the car.
The tuxedo that Bai Shuang was wearing fell to the ground.
The red dress flowed down Zhao Liangze's arms like a waterfall.
Zhao Liangze carried Bai Shuang horizontally, as if holding a bouquet of gorgeous red spider lilies, and solemnly placed her on the stretcher.
Gu Nianzhi got out of the car and glanced at Bai Shuang.
The lights in the parking lot were bright, and she caught a glimpse of the red at the waist of Bai Shuang's dress.
Zhao Liangze's dark gray camouflage uniform had been dyed red.
The corners of Gu Nianzhi's eyes twitched uncontrollably.
The doctors and nurses in white coats quickly carried the stretcher into the consulate's operating room.
Zhao Liangze didn't say a word and immediately followed them to the operating room door. He sat on the bench and stared motionlessly at the door.
Huo Shaoheng took Gu Nianzhi's hand and followed her to the operating room. He glanced at Zhao Liangze and asked, "Is your shoulder okay?"
Zhao Liangze shook his head. He couldn't feel his shoulder at all.
At this time, the bright red "Surgery in progress" light at the top of the operating theater's entrance lit up.
Gu Nianzhi asked worriedly, "… Will Sister Bai get better?"
Huo Shaoheng didn't say anything. He held her hand and turned to look at the night sky outside the window.
He could tell that Bai Shuang should have died a long time ago …
…
In the operating room, a doctor in a white coat bent down with a stethoscope and placed it on Bai Shuang's chest.
There was no heartbeat.
The doctor froze for a moment and then looked at Bai Shuang's eyelids again.
Shaking his head, he said regretfully, "It's too late. He has already passed away." As he said that, he cut open Bai Shuang's red dress and saw a dark red bullet hole in her waist.
This must be the cause of death.
…
In less than five minutes, the "in-surgery" red light above the door of the operating theater went off.
The doors to the operating room opened, and Zhao Liangze's heart raced.
With the severity of Bai Shuang's injury, it was definitely not a good sign that the surgery was over in such a short time.
Huo Shaoheng walked over and asked the first doctor who came out, "How is the lady's injury?"
"Injuries? The gunshot wound was too serious, and he was already on the road. My condolences. "The doctor shook his head and did not ask how Bai Shuang had been injured.
He was now a doctor at the consulate, and the person who came to deliver the patient was under the banner of the Special Operations Forces. The doctor was wise enough not to ask any questions.
"Passed away?! Are you blind?! You didn't even examine her! You just looked at her eyes and you said she passed away?! I think you don't want to live anymore! "
Zhao Liangze was furious when he heard the doctor's words. He stood up abruptly and asked the question in the doctor's face.
Although the doctor sympathized with them, he was still unhappy to be questioned about his professional ability.
With a cold face, he took Bai Shuang's hand and said to Zhao Liangze, "Her symptoms are typical of excessive blood loss. You were with her all the way. Don't you know that she lost a lot of blood?! "
"How would I know?!" Zhao Liangze was furious. "We came out of the basement, and it was so cold there …"
"Little Ze!" Huo Shaoheng yelled. His face darkened as he stopped him from continuing. "Since it's already like this, then prepare the coffin. We will take her back to the Huaxia Empire."
Coffin?
The word was like a sledgehammer that hit Zhao Liangze hard in the chest.
His vision darkened, and the injury on his shoulder rushed over like a flood. He finally couldn't stand it anymore. The double blow to his body and spirit caused him to faint in front of the operating room.
Several doctors and nurses rushed Zhao Liangze into the operating room again.
Outside the operating room, Gu Nianzhi looked at Huo Shaoheng, who had a serious expression on his face, and said softly, "Huo Shao, you must be well …"
Seeing Bai Shuang's death and Huo Shaoheng's daily combat routine, Gu Nianzhi began to worry.
In the past, she knew that Huo Shaoheng's work was secretive and dangerous, but she didn't have an intuitive impression of it because she had never really seen it.
Moreover, she blindly worshipped and trusted Huo Shaoheng. She firmly believed that no one and nothing could defeat him.
Although she had also thought that he might sacrifice himself, that kind of anticipation was completely different from directly facing the sacrifice of others.
She found that she actually couldn't face the day that he would die on the battlefield with his comrades, with Bai Shuang, or even with He Shouwang, as written in her grandfather Gu Haoze's letter …
She hugged Huo Shaoheng's waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, and suppressed the choking sobs that rushed out of her mouth.
Huo Shaoheng understood her feelings, but he had seen this kind of situation many times. Although he was sad, it wasn't to the point of no return, nor was he on the verge of collapse like Zhao Liangze.
He had always been a strong, calm, invincible, and invincible war machine.
And he was proud of it.
He understood Gu Nianzhi's concerns, but he didn't care.
As a soldier's family, this should be her self-awareness.
Huo Shaoheng kissed the top of her head. "I will be careful."
After that, Huo Shaoheng connected the Bluetooth headset and began to assign follow-up tasks.
…
Not long after, Zhao Liangze was also pushed out of the operating room.
His shoulder injury was more serious. It was already bruised badly after being hit by a bullet, and he had hugged Bai Shuang all the way, so his shoulder joint was swollen.
Fortunately, there was no bone injury, only muscle damage.
After bandaging, he would be fine after a few days of rest.
"Are you okay? If there's nothing else, let's go. "Huo Shaoheng couldn't stay for a moment." I have contacted the Navy and the Air Force. The Navy will take us to the nearest military base, and from there we will take the Air Force's special plane back home immediately. "
Zhao Liangze looked at Huo Shaoheng expressionlessly. "What about Bai Shuang? You said you would take her back with you. "
"Of course we will go back together." Huo Shaoheng nodded solemnly at him. "I will keep my word."
…
Twenty-four hours later, a military plane from the Southern Hemisphere slowly landed at the T3 terminal of the Imperial Capital International Airport.
It was already five or six o 'clock in the morning, and the sun was about to rise.
Although in the Northern Hemisphere, the weather in early May was moving towards summer, the weather in the morning was still a little cold.
The tarmac of the airport was filled with people.
Almost all the senior officials of the Imperial Capital were gathered here, giving the martyr Bai Shuang the highest honor reception.
Prime Minister Bai Jiancheng, the leader of the Supreme Military Council, General Ji, and Speaker Long of the Senate, all wore black formal attire with white flowers pinned to their chests. They stood solemnly at the front of the line.
"Attention! Salute! "
The honor guard on the tarmac gave the order, and the tall honor guard looked in the direction of the cabin in unison.
The cabin door slowly opened, and four soldiers in Special Operations Forces military uniforms slowly walked down from the plane, carrying a cherry-wood coffin.
The coffin was covered with a bright red flag.
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This was the second watch of the day: Chapter 1216, "The Highest Honor."
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