The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

That kind of staring is like a pair of hands, a pair of hands that push you forward and cannot retreat, and there is also a subtle feeling of being on a pirate ship and not getting off.

"Don't give up, don't give up, I will always take you with me, and I will never let go of your hand through all the thorns and thorns, until I reach the height that belongs to the two of us. Do you dare to go on like this with me? For me, for You, in order to live up to the time of this life, go on?"

Originally, I wanted to give her some time to get to know him slowly, and let her know what kind of army he was in, but now it seems obviously impossible. She knew in advance how dangerous the danger he was facing was. He had to let him bring it up quickly so that she could understand and accept it as soon as possible.

Ye Jian didn't say anything, she didn't know how to continue.

One thing is certain, even without him holding her hand, she will never let her down in this life. He is her goal, and she once thought of surpassing it.

But now this target tells himself that he will take her to stand at the same position, at the same high point,...Think about it,...what I think of is not difficulty, but a flood in my heart. The big waves rushed out of a dike in her heart, making her unable to calm down and making her whole body boil.

She had been mediocre and silent for too long in her previous life, and she had so many opportunities in this life, she didn't want to miss any of them, and she didn't want to lose any of them.

Nodding, gently, and slowly, Ye Jian said: "Okay, but I'm not for you, I'm only for myself, to live up to the life of this life. I stand by your side, you stand By my side, in the same position, at the same high point... a lifelong comrade in arms."

Comrades for life, brothers for life, never leave, never give up.

All the members of the Xueyu Brigade have sworn that they will be comrades-in-arms for the rest of their lives, and never give up on their comrades-in-arms at any time.

Never leave, never give up..., tied up all over, K7 who was left in the corner raised his eyes slightly, and looked towards the thin window.

Someone came over, not just one, but... more than ten people.

Footsteps approached and stopped outside, K7 closed his eyes again, pretending to be in a coma.

It was useless for him to open his eyes, the blood flowed into his eyes and stained his eyelashes, making his vision blurry, and he even had a double image when looking outside.

On the second day, the captives did not eat anything except a sip of water.

It has been fifty-two hours since he struggled to open his blood-smeared eyes from a coma. There was no interrogation or torture. He was so calm that he could not hear a trace of clues, nor could he judge whether a comrade in arms had come.

K7's injuries are serious, even so. Since he woke up, he has been maintaining a high level of vigilance, looking for opportunities to escape, and thinking about how to escape smoothly.

The only weapon on his body was the belt that was still tied on the top of his trousers, but this thing couldn't cut the binding rope, and it was almost as good as strangling someone's neck.

The military uniform of the miscellaneous army on his body was torn here and there, and the fine sand was wrapped in the flesh and blood. As he breathed, the fine sand seemed to be grinding and rolling in the flesh blackened by gunfire. No matter how strong his physical fitness was, the fine sand could not Washed out, there is no hope of wound healing.

K7, who hadn't moved for fifty-two hours, moved his head slightly. It was such a slight movement that made people feel that this person was still alive.