Chapter 5038
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Ye Chien, whose hands were stained with blood, looked at Ada, whose complexion was getting worse and worse. His heart sank.
She couldn't hold on for much longer. This police officer on the frontline couldn't hold on for much longer. Her life was slipping away at a speed she could see …
Hearing his comrade encouraging him to persevere, after a while, Ada struggled to open his eyes that were about to close. He hummed softly as a response.
Ada, who was trying his best to survive, knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would be futile.
Duo Ji, who had been waiting for an answer, cried like a child when he heard this soft and inaudible voice. The Tibetan man with a broad back arched his back and sobbed beside his comrade.
Ada, who closed his eyes tiredly, had tears flowing out from the corners of his eyes. He heard his comrade's sorrowful cries and heard his comrade's reluctance to part with him.
He also knew that his elder brother, Dayang Ciwang, who had been silent all this while, had already passed away. His elder brother, who had suddenly fallen ill and could not be saved in time, had passed away.
Ada, whose breathing was as weak as silk, wanted to take one last deep breath, and he did it. After taking a deep breath with much difficulty, he looked at the figure that had already doubled. His lips moved. "Stop … stop … the car. I … will … look … look …"
He wanted to see the blue sky again. He wanted to see the eagle flying above his head again. He wanted to be close to the land he loved deeply. He wanted to breathe in the cold wind from the snowy mountains for the last time …
The car stopped. When Ye Chien got out of the car, her knees were so weak that she was about to fall. Her hand was still covering the police officer Ada's neck. She could not fall. If she fell … her hand would loosen.
The police officers, Ping Cuo and Duo Ji, carried Ada out of the car. They walked to the side of the road. Ping Cuo sat down first. Ada sat down and leaned into his comrade's arms. Duo Ji knelt beside him and held Ada's hands tightly. Ye Chien also knelt. His hands never left Ada's neck.
The wind blew from the mountains and blew across the highway. Even the wind was filled with sadness.
Ada tried his best to open his eyes. He looked at the blue sky and wanted to see if there was an eagle flying past. The sky was so blue. When would the eagle fly over?
The air was really good. There was the smell of the Gobi Desert and the coldness of the Snow Mountain.
This was the last time Ada opened his eyes. The sunlight was so glaring that tears flowed out of his eyes. He tried his best to keep his eyes open and look … because this was the last time he would see sunlight.
In less than a minute, Ada slowly closed his eyes. In the last moments of his life, he left behind his last words. "Big … Brother Ci Wang … I … I … I … Brother Ci Wang and I … Together, you … You guys … Continue … Continue … Continue … Live … Live …"
He didn't mention his family, only his comrades who had fought side by side with him. At the last moment of his life, he was most worried about his comrades.
As for his family … he didn't even have time to leave behind his last words before he closed his eyes.
"Ada!!"
"Ada! My Ada!!! "
The Tibetan man cried out in pain. Ping Cuo hugged the departing Ada tightly and cried loudly. Her sorrowful voice was enough to make the wind weep.
Ada left. As a police officer, Ada left.
Ye Chien slowly retracted his hand and stood up. His hand was trembling so badly that he didn't even have the strength to raise it up and send the deceased policeman off with a military salute.
He looked down at his blood-stained hands. The blood had already dried and coagulated into brown blood clots. His palms, the back of his hands, and the seams of his hands were covered in brown blood. It was the blood that represented life … Now, it had already dried up.
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