From Xia Jinyuan's words, Ye Jian heard another meaning, one layer that made her eyes turn black and her whole body trembled, and asked tremblingly, "Go to send j5 for you... For the last journey, can't you come back?"

"No." Xia Jinyuan answered Ye Jian. They could not go back yet. Their comrades died but their mission continued and they had to be carried out...

Next, it is both carrying out missions and avenging their comrades.

Ye Jian, who was hoarse in his voice, asked him, "How long will it take for you to come back?" She wanted to ask them where they are doing what tasks now, but they can't ask, and Team Xia will not answer her even after asking.

"There is no return date yet, little fox, I'll contact you again when I come back, goodbye." Xia Jinyuan, who had cried, hung up the phone, very straightforward and neat.

The fire door was pushed open, and the lights from the corridor outside shone in. Xia Jinyuan looked up at his comrades standing against the light, slowly got up, and asked his comrades, "Are you ready?"

"Well, you're all ready, and you'll set out in five minutes." The comrade-in-arms code-named x answered his captain, his low voice like rubbing a handful of gravel sand, with sharp murderous aura in the roughness, "Find those bastards and avenge j5."

Xia Jinyuan walked into the light and shadow that was slanted from the door frame. The oblique light only illuminated his slender and straight legs, while his upper body was hidden in the darkness, and his whole body was like an ancient sword about to break out of the ground, full of murderous aura and entrenched in his murderous aura.

His thin lips were pursed, and his sharp gaze passed through X's shoulder, just as it fell on a medical internal organ picture posted on the outside wall. He stared at the lungs on the picture, and every word he said seemed to be rubbing against the blade, "Look at them, don't give them a chance to escape."

"Don't worry, I will never give them a glimmer of life!" x gritted his teeth, "No one can escape!"

Mogadishu, five hours later than in China, is still at 6:16 in the evening, and December 24 is the Christmas Eve of Western countries. Chinese time on December 24, 22:36, Chinese time, many businesses are launching Christmas Eve activities. Men and women who are catching up with the trend and talking about romance are raising their glasses to celebrate. They will never know that a special forces soldier in his early thirties has sacrificed his life for the sake of our military security.

They didn't know that when they were raising their glasses to celebrate, the group of loyal special forces soldiers who were loyal to the country and the people were in the most chaotic city in Mogadishu. They stood straight in a foreign country and raised their hands to salute and sent their comrades back to their country.

Goodbye, my comrade.

I hope to meet you again in the next life, become a comrade in the army again, and fight side by side again.

The wind blows from the sky, and the sun sinks into the clouds. A dazzling golden edge is embedded outside the clouds. The sunset at the end of that day is bloody, as if the heaven and earth are sad.

In China, Major General Yang who received the news sat in the chair for a long time without any action. An excellent special forces soldier from the Snowland Brigade left his comrades forever and fell asleep forever...

The country loses its generals, and the country cries!

Major General Yang, who had been sitting quietly for five minutes, made a move. He raised his hand and picked up the microphone five minutes ago. He needed to give a call to the University of Science and Technology of China...

When dialing the phone, Major General Yang did not pull the phone number right three times in a row. His hands were shaking violently and he always slid from the correct number key to another number key.
Chapter completed!