Chapter 3120
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When she returned, she saw a tall flight attendant standing next to her seat. When she saw her, the flight attendant handed her a glass of milk. "Have some milk, it will help you sleep."
It turned out that after she went to the restroom, the passenger on the other side of the aisle called for the flight attendant and asked for a glass of milk for Ye Chien.
The warm care from strangers and the concern from all the people that the soldiers protected warmed Ye Chien's heart.
J5 had said that this was the country they protected and the people they protected. Even if they had to sacrifice themselves for them, it was worth it.
After drinking the milk, Ye Chien did not fall asleep, nor did she cry. She closed her eyes and recalled every detail of her time with J5. From the moment she boarded the plane to the moment she got off, she did not sleep for even a second.
J5's body was secretly sent back to China on the morning of the third day. When it arrived at the military airport, it was snowing heavily. The cold wind blew large snowflakes, and heaven and earth used the purest colors to welcome the return of the martyrs.
This was the third time Ye Chien had to face a sacrifice. The first two times, it was a comrade she had met by chance, and her feelings for him were not that strong. But this time... it was a comrade who had fought side by side with her. Standing in the snowy wind, Ye Chien felt her body shake violently when J5's body came down from the plane covered in a bright red national flag.
"Salute!"
A loud voice that sounded like the evening bell of heaven and earth came from the front. It was filled with sorrow and strength to welcome our martyrs back home.
All the comrades of the Snowfield Brigade who were not on duty came. They were originally in the depths of the Daxing'anling mountain range for winter training. When they heard that their comrade had died, the moment they heard the news, they shed manly tears.
As the only female soldier in the Snowfield Brigade, Ye Chien personally put on the medal for J5, who seemed to be sleeping with a smile. "J5, this medal should have been given to you by the leader, but your comrades said that I'm the only female soldier in our brigade, so they sent me to put it on for you. Don't mind!"
"Sleep well, just sleep well underground. Don't worry about what's going on outside. We're here. We have guns, cannons, bullets, and the strongest national power. We will definitely guard this country that you love and the people that you love. "
"We will carry on your last wish until we die in battle."
J5, who had thick eyebrows, slender eyes, and a handsome nose, was lying in the coffin in his favorite military uniform. There was a faint smile on his face. He didn't look like a sacrifice at all. He looked like he was in a deep sleep. It was as if he would wake up when he had enough sleep and greet his comrades warmly.
The north wind whistled, and the mournful music traveled for thousands of miles. A piece of snow fell on J5's face, gently embellishing his pale and resolute handsome face. Ye Jian gently brushed away the snowflakes that stuck to his skin but did not melt. Her heart clenched tightly.
It was this snowflake that told her that the J5 wasn't sleeping, but … it had stopped breathing forever.
After the medal was put on, Ye Chien gently covered J5 with the bright red national flag. Then, she stood up, raised her hand, and gave a military salute that made her tear up like rain.
Just as the coffin was closed and ready to be sent to the funeral parlor, a sorrowful cry came from behind the rows of soldiers. The cry made the world pale in comparison.
J5's family had arrived, and with them came … a woman who had always liked J5 but was rejected by J5 and still waited for him with infatuation.
J5 had an older sister and a younger brother. The older sister was already married and had children. The younger brother had also started working for two years. His parents didn't like city life and had always lived in a mountain village. Every time their second son was mentioned, his parents' faces were filled with deep pride.
How could they not be proud of the first university student in the village?
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