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970. Chapter 970 Sadness One

He thought that even if he fell down, he would still admit it.

He really admitted it. After he confirmed that he was really happy with her, he admitted it.

He never thought of disturbing her, nor did he think of trying to win over her, because she was accompanied by someone better than him, and she had her own owner, so how could he seize love with a sword and do what a gentleman would do?

Something shameful has happened.

And now, the man he always thought was better than himself failed to protect her properly!

Knowing that there was an explosion in the building, you still let her go get the hidden sniper rifle alone, Duan Zhaoan! How could you be like this...how could you be like this!!

Rong Zhao, who had a sinister look on his face, felt that his emotions were exposed. He lowered his eyes to hide the gloom that was rising in his eyes. There was a reason for everything... He could only suppress the resentment in his heart by thinking that there was a reason for everything.

Zou Heng sat in the back row with him, and his exposed emotions made this elite scout feel something. He couldn't help but lower his mouth, suppressed his voice in the bumpy car, and said seriously: "I believe that any

Men are reluctant to put their girlfriends in danger. The same goes for Zhao'an! Rong Zhao, you have to know that in terms of comrades, Zhao'an is no longer Gu Chen's boyfriend, but the deputy team leader who controls the situation."

"Gu Chen is his soldier. No matter how much he loves Gu Chen, once he goes to the battlefield, men and women have already taken a back seat. Soldiers have to obey orders as their bounden duty. Gu Chen has to obey when he goes to the battlefield! If she takes Zhaoan

I'm sure you don't like Gu Chen as his girlfriend, Qiao."

In the team, the parentage of Rong Zhao and Duan Zhaoan is not a secret, and there is an old lady in Rong's family who is truly full of integrity. How could Rong Zhao, who has been raised by the old lady since childhood, have such low regard?

A few words really persuaded Rongzhao to come back.

He pursed his lips, and after a while he let out the pent-up energy. His eyes lost the sinister look, and said, "I don't have any resentment towards Zhao Anxin. I'm not a narrow-minded person, but..."

The words fell quietly, and the heavy tone made Yu Su, who was driving, blink.

On a slightly flat road, he and Zou Heng glanced at each other in the rearview mirror. Seeing the heaviness in each other's eyes, the three of them were silent for a while. The life and death of the two comrades were unknown... and they were no longer in the mood to continue.

Talk more.

There is a bit of haze over the city. Although the artillery fire has disappeared, the shadows left behind still exist.

The casualties of the Russian army were quite tragic. All four bomb disposal experts and the entire bomb disposal team were killed. The twelve remaining Russian soldiers were all killed and none survived. They, like the members of the bomb disposal team... were blown to their bones.

Does not exist.

In a piece of charred land, a Russian soldier shoveled out a piece of completely charred steel. When he picked up the piece of steel, the soldier who was left with blood but no tears burst into tears.

This is... a name plate with the names of Russian soldiers who died in action written on it.

The Russian soldier crying uncontrollably brought the entire excavation work to a low point. Everyone stopped and watched silently as the Russian soldier hung his name tag on a bent steel bar. The wind blew gently, and the name tag followed suit.

Swaying slightly, it seems that the soul of the human body is leaving, but it is still nostalgic for the last glimpse of the world.

Around them, there were still thick smoke rising in several places, like the black robe of death pulling the souls who were nostalgic for the world into the endless darkness.

"Salute!!" A voice filled with sorrow and high respect rang out. Everyone saluted the name plate with a military salute, staring with sorrowful eyes at the name plate that represented a person's identity and also represented... death.

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