On June 1st, I also heard that Lin Yu had an unparalleled medical skills and also heard that Lin Yu started to work hard, but he knew that no matter how powerful the medical skills were, they could not restore the rotten intestines.
He knew very well that his life would end forever in this small town today, in a foreign land where he followed He Zizhen and devoted more than ten years of youth.
Lin Yu looked at the blood holes with thick blood gushing out of Liuyi's abdomen, and felt thousands of arrows gathering their hearts. He was stunned for a moment, at a loss.
June 1st is right. Judging from the injuries, his intestines have definitely been stirred up by the bullets shot in.
Not to mention that Lin Yu had used the last two remaining tubes of hemostatic and muscle-generating ointment on Yan Zi, even if the two tubes of ointment were still there, it would not be cured.
Although Lin Yu didn't want to accept it in his heart, he had to accept it. At this time, June 1st was beyond help!
Even if the Daluo God comes, he will be powerless to restore the world!
"It's okay, you'll be fine, you'll be fine!"
At this time, He Zizhen, who was holding Liuyi tightly, seemed not to want to accept reality. He suddenly pressed Liuyi's wound, raised his head, looked at Lin Yu with hope, and whispered, "Jiarong, you can save him, right?"
Lin Yu pursed his lips tightly, and his eyebrows were filled with grief, without a response.
“Yes…………”
He Zizhen asked Lin Yu softly again, but this time his voice suddenly became much smaller. Even his hand holding the wound of Liuyi could not help but tremble slightly. The light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and a strong sense of sadness surged.
He had already understood everything from Lin Yu's expression.
"Captain He... can... die in this land where I have dedicated so many years of youth... I... I can be considered dead..."
June 1st, gently held He Zizhen's hand, looked back with difficulty, looked at He Zizhen, and said in a low voice, "I... I just want you and Brother He to... take back the documents that belong to our country... not in vain... so many of us secret sect brothers have been doing this... for so many of our secret sect team's efforts and sacrifices... I die with peace of mind..."
He Zizhen's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely bring this document back intact!"
"It is my honor to be able to follow you... for so many years..."
The undulations of June 1st chest became smaller and smaller, and the eyes became more and more blurred. The voice gradually weakened, and he murmured, "Come... in the next life... I'll still be your soldier..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his hand that covered He Zizhen's back slid to the side, his head tilted gently, closed his eyes and slowly stopped breathing.
He Zizhen didn't say anything or move, just hugged June 1st quietly, with no tears in his red eyes, but he was filled with endless sorrow.
Over the years, he has experienced this situation countless times. His soldiers left him one by one, but he did not become numb, but instead became more and more sensitive and more painful.
Because these are all his family and his brothers!
The pain of losing a close relative will not ease with the passage of time, but will only become stronger and stronger!
Especially for the veteran who has followed him for more than ten years, it was even more heartbreaking for him, but he did not dare to let this emotion be released because he knew that he had more important things to do, and his promises to June 1st and all the dead brothers to fulfill!
So in the end, He Zizhen slowly put the body of Liuyi on the ground, took off his thin coat, and covered it on Liuyi's face. Then he looked shaking and said with a cold look, "Go and keep rushing up!"
As he said that, he got up first and walked towards the entrance of the corridor.
Lin Yu, Shimontov and others were slightly stunned, looked at each other, and looked surprised. They were still trying to comfort He Zizhen and let He Zizhen get out of his grief as soon as possible and continue to carry out the task, but they did not expect that He Zizhen is even tougher and stronger than they imagined.
"Walk!"
Lin Yu looked upright and winked at Yan Zi and Yun Zhou.
With the sacrifice of June 1st, there were only four people left on their side.
Chapter completed!