A three-year-old child dragged his sister's coffin and cried out for justice in the military re

"You're asking for it!"

The sentry kept his eyes on the little beggar out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing her suddenly rush out, I was terrified.

If someone were to be run over and killed by the leader's car, that would be a major accident!

The sentry reacted extremely quickly.

He was a former reconnaissance soldier with incredible explosive power.

Just as Sui Sui was about to rush into the middle of the road.

A green figure suddenly pounced over.

"Bang!"

Sui Sui felt like she had been hit by a bear.

The immense force pushed her down onto the snow.

He landed face down.

The rough ice shards instantly cut through her already fragile skin.

Blood flowed out, mixed with dirt, and clouded his eyes.

"Let go of... me..."

"That's my...dad..."

Struggling desperately every year.

Her hands gripped the snow, her fingernails digging into the frozen earth until they bled.

She was shouting.

He was shouting with that rotten voice.

But the sound was too soft.

It was drowned out by the sound of wind and snow.

It was drowned out by the roar of the engine.

The sentry held her down tightly, one knee pressing against her back.

This is a standard grappling technique.

It's difficult for an adult to break free, let alone a three-and-a-half-year-old child.

Sui Sui felt like her bones were about to break.

The air in my lungs was forced out, and my vision went black in waves.

But her eyes remained fixed on the car.

Nearly.

closer.

The Hongqi sedan did not slow down.

The driver was clearly an experienced driver; seeing someone being restrained on the roadside, he simply swerved the steering wheel slightly to avoid the broken wooden crate.

"squeak--"

The sound of tires rolling over snow.

The car body brushed past Sui Sui's fingertips.

The black car windows were tightly closed.

It's like a wall of despair.

I saw it every year.

Through the dark bulletproof glass, she could vaguely see someone sitting in the back seat.

A silhouette in military uniform.

Is that Qin Xiao?

That must be Qin Xiao!

"Qin..."

Sui Sui opened her mouth wide.

At that moment, her vocal cords were forcibly torn apart.

A spray of blood mist came out of his throat.

"Qin...Xiao..."

These two words.

It wasn't something that was shouted out.

It was vomited out.

It was stained with blood and tears, and contained the full vitality of a three-year-old child.

Desolate and fierce.

despair.

It's like the cry of a cuckoo, a lament for something terrible.

It sounded like the mournful cry of a lone wolf before its death.

but.

The car windows are too thick.

The snowstorm was too heavy.

The sound was torn to shreds by the cold wind as soon as it was uttered.

A Hongqi car sped past.

The taillights left two long red lines.

It sounded like mockery.

It's like an irony.

The car drove through the gate.

The two imposing iron gates slowly closed behind the car.

"Bang!"

A loud bang.

The two worlds were completely separated.

Inside, there was warmth, there was safety, there was the home she had searched for for 300 miles.

Outside, there was wind and snow, cold, and her and her sister's graves.

The struggle ceased year after year.

She lay prone in the snow, like a little dog whose spine had been broken.

Tears mixed with blood, spreading out in a large patch beneath her.

The sentry who was holding her down also breathed a sigh of relief and slowly released his grip.

Looking at the small, motionless body beneath him, the sentry felt a pang of unease.

Although I didn't hear what was shouted just now.

But that tune gave him the creeps.

It's too awful.

It's really miserable.

"Kid, don't blame me."

The sentry, panting heavily, lifted Sui Sui up.

"If that car had hit you, you would have been turned into mincemeat."

"I'm here to save you."

There was no response from year after year.

She was like a rag doll, letting the sentry carry her around.

Her eyes were fixed on the tightly closed iron gate.

His eyes were vacant.

Dead silence.

That was the look of someone who had given up hope.

……

Inside the Hongqi car.

The heating is on very high.

The genuine leather seats exude a faint leather scent.

In the back seat.

A man in his thirties was dozing with his eyes closed.

He was dressed in crisp special forces camouflage, with two three-star slung over his shoulder.

Colonel.

That is the glory that countless people risked their lives for.

He was very handsome, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but there was always an unyielding fierceness between his brows.

That was the murderous aura that had emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

He is Qin Xiao.

The eldest grandson of the Qin family in Beijing, and the youngest "King of Soldiers" in the special operations brigade.

He was also Lin Cang's brother who had risked his life for him.

The moment the car drove through the gate.

Qin Xiao was originally thinking about the exercise plan for tomorrow.

Sudden.

His heart skipped a beat.

That feeling was strange.

It doesn't hurt.

It's a kind of panic.

An unprecedented sense of panic.

It was as if... something extremely important was slipping away from him.

He had only felt this way once before, three years ago.

That was the day Lin Cang sacrificed his life.

"parking."

Qin Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

"What's wrong, Brigade Commander?"

The driver was startled and immediately slammed on the brakes.

Qin Xiao remained silent.

He rolled down the car window, leaned out, and looked back.

The gate is already closed.

Through the cracks in the iron gate, all that could be seen were the dim streetlights and the heavy snow falling from the sky.

There was nothing there.

There was only a vast expanse of white.

"Brigadier, what are you looking at?"

The guard in the co-pilot's seat also glanced back. "It looks like a little beggar tried to break through the checkpoint, but the sentry stopped him."

"A little beggar?"

Qin Xiao frowned.

The feeling of panic didn't disappear; instead, it grew stronger.

His hand instinctively reached for his breast pocket.

There was a photograph there.

This is a photo of him with Lin Cang and his wife.

"That child..."

Qin Xiao muttered to himself.

For some reason, he thought he heard someone calling his name for a moment.

That sound...

She looks just like Lin Cang's daughter, whom he has never met.

The child he had been searching for for three whole years.

"Go back and take a look."

Qin Xiao suddenly said.

"Huh?" The driver was stunned. "Brigade Commander, the commander is still waiting for your report in the conference room. It's already late..."

Qin Xiao remained silent for two seconds.

Reason told him that this was just an illusion.

I've been so tired lately, and I keep thinking about things from the past.

Moreover, Lin Cang's daughter had been missing at the border for three years, so how could she possibly appear at the gate of the Beijing Military Region, thousands of kilometers away?

Or should he appear as a little beggar?

This is illogical.

"never mind."

Qin Xiao sighed and rolled up the car window again.

"Let's go, don't keep the commander waiting."

"Yes."

The Hongqi car has been restarted.

They drove towards the office building deep inside the military region.