Gong Xue recognized him at first sight, who was he?

Who is this man with bloody scabs on his face and haggard body?

But when she saw those distinctive purple-brown pupils shining brightly in the sun, her eyes suddenly became unbearably painful...

He is a plateau.

It is the plateau that Xiaoxue hides deepest and deepest in her heart.

His big hand was still attached to her face, caressing it back and forth, and his firm and thin lip line was raised high, "You are still alive! You are still alive!"

Xiaoxue became different from what he remembered, and his eyes were still so clear that it made people envious. At this moment, they were as red as a rabbit, staring blankly at his face, slowly rising up with thick water vapor.

The heart of the plateau is also covered with a layer of moisture.

His little girl is waiting for him...

"Your face..." She raised her hand and touched his terrifying face.

Gently, gently, after stroking it for a long time, she lowered her head slightly under his gaze and asked, "Does it hurt?"

He shook his head, no matter how painful it was, it wouldn't hurt as much as you...

Gao Yuan finally woke up when he saw her right hand tucked under a man's head, and the exposed skin began to turn black and purple.

In addition to Xiaoxue, there were other people trapped in the car.

The wet military uniform on the plateau was covered with mud, and it was almost impossible to see its original appearance. Her hand was always placed on his chest and refused to leave.

"Xiaoxue, are you injured? How are the political commissars and the others?" After making sure that she was intact, Gao Yuan felt relieved a little.

Her face was horribly pale, and her voice was so hoarse that she could no longer hear her, "They're all dead."

Gao Yuan felt dizzy after hearing this, and at the same time felt a sense of shameful joy.

Fortunately, fortunately, his girl is still alive and well...

Although the car window was broken, Gao Yuan's hands could not reach the political commissar and driver Xiaohu underneath. He could only try to check on the man at Gong Xue's side.

Pulling out her right hand, which was swollen and purple due to pressure, Gao Yuan clearly felt her trembling and shivering, "Does it hurt?" If she hurts once, he will feel pain ten times. If she hurts ten times, his heart will be broken.

Gong Xue's dark eyes looked at his completely disfigured face, but she felt strangely warm.

"It doesn't hurt." She put her right hand against his chest, and then made a movement that she thought was extremely natural.

She put her face against the back of her hand, closed her eyes slightly, and said to Gao Yuan, who suddenly stiffened, "This way, it won't hurt."

Now that Gao Yuan has arrived, if he still can't feel Gong Xue's affection for him, then he is really hopeless.

For some reason, the moment he confirmed her intention, he felt inexplicably relaxed, as if he had been waiting for too long, and when he got it, he felt a faint but long-lasting excitement.

He touched her short hair, and then bent down to check the person's breath.

Turning the man's face over, Gao Yuan's heart stopped for a moment. He seemed to see Captain Gong, but the subtle difference made him realize that this should be Xiaoxue's second uncle, Gong Mingjun.

The person who had just been sentenced to death by Gong Xue moaned slightly under his hands.

Gao Yuan shouted in surprise, "Xiaoxue, your second uncle is still alive!"

Very good!

The political commissar and Xiaohu who were born in the special forces are much better than Gong Mingjun, so they must still be alive...

Gong Mingjun woke up from a coma that afternoon and found out that he had saved his life. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He heard from people sent by the military region to offer condolences that he, He Hongqiao and the driver were rescued and sent to the military district hospital for treatment.

He was hit with a slight concussion and could not move for the time being. However, a brain CT showed that he had no problem. Gong Mingjun felt strange about this. It stands to reason that he, who had no ability to protect himself, should have died in this tragic car accident.

Half of his life was taken away, but he was the one with the least injury.

Oh, no, the one with the least injury should be Xiaoxue. He had already learned from the nurse that his niece Xiaoxue only suffered a soft tissue contusion on her right hand in the car accident.

Gong Mingjun felt strange again. His niece was usually very nimble, but she was still a little girl after all. How could she protect herself in such a dangerous situation?

Political commissar He Hongqiao and driver Xiaohu were not so lucky. He Hongqiao injured his neck and lungs in the collision. Although he was rescued in time and his life was not in danger, he will have to stay in the military district hospital for a while. Xiaohu was injured.

The place he arrived was his leg, his patella was fractured, and like Commissar He, he had to spend time in the hospital bed.

Because the memorial meeting for his brother-in-law and the other two martyrs was to be held the next day, Gong Mingjun was restless while lying in the hospital. He wanted to discuss the next day with Xiaoxue, but Xiaoxue went to another floor to take care of him and

Political Commissar He's savior has gone.

I heard that that man was also from the Special Forces Brigade, and was gloriously wounded in a severe battle. Xiaoxue had known him before, and he was someone whom her brother and sister-in-law trusted greatly.

His injury was not serious, but he could not get out of bed and walk around, so when Xiaoxue proposed to take care of the man, he readily agreed.

In the evening, Captain Qin of the Special Forces Brigade came to the hospital to visit Gong Mingjun.

After a while of greetings, Gong Mingjun followed his wife's instructions before leaving and made a request to the captain, "Captain Qin, do you think my eldest brother and sister-in-law have left like this, leaving the old and the young behind, how will they live in the future?"

"Please rest assured, your family members, that Captain Gong and Instructor Zeng are martyrs who have made a huge sacrifice. Their affairs are our affairs. I have already asked the military region for instructions, and their pensions will be paid according to the highest standards."

Gong Mingjun hesitated to speak, but finally asked: "How much is it specifically? I want to tell my old father."

The captain looked at him and said, "Five hundred thousand."

"One person?" Gong Mingjun felt that this number was similar to the lower limit mentioned by his wife.

The captain was a little embarrassed, with an unnatural look on his face, "Yes...it's Captain Gong and Instructor Zeng's total pension of 500,000 yuan."

"A total of five hundred thousand!" Gong Mingjun sat up from the bed. He may have exerted too much force and felt dizzy.

A total of five hundred thousand.

Too little!

Is it enough for Xiaoxue to go to college, find a job, buy a house, and get married in the future? And the old father, he has lost his most cherished son, who will take care of his spiritual comfort money!

When Gong Mingjun thought that his wife was also interested in the money, he felt a splitting headache.

Five hundred thousand.

Let a good family fall into pieces, right?

"Isn't it...too unfair..." Gong Mingjun held his head, with a hint of resentment on his gloomy face.

Using more money or less to measure the value of martyrs may seem insulting, but it also reflects the cruelty and reality of society.

Captain Qin didn't want to say that the extra 100,000 yuan in pension was specially approved by him and Political Commissar He, who was lying injured in the hospital, after asking all the heads of the military region.

I don’t want to say that the families of the other two martyrs who died only received a pension of hundreds of thousands.
Chapter completed!