Receiving Qiao Xiachu's response, Amu led others to remove the stainless steel table from Qiao Xiachu's body.
Erhei, who was hanging on the table, had a terrified expression, with corpse spots already appearing.
He opened his mouth slightly, his cheeks were sunken, his whole body was covered with bright red plasma, and the bloody places became horrific...
A group of people just wanted to bury the corpse and the table together.
But how could Qiao Xiachu allow it?
She said to Amu: "Please, dig a hole for me first. I want to groom my dad and put him in the ground. Even in the end of the world, there is still a bit of decency."
As she spoke, she walked to the stainless steel table and said to the little girl beside her who had been helping her with the backpack, "Xiao Xiao, give me the bag."
There were a lot of explosives in the backpack, which was very heavy, and the little girl struggled to carry it.
She hurriedly dragged her backpack to Qiao Xiachu's side.
Qiao Xiachu reached in with one hand, and then took out a large tablecloth from the space, wrapped it around the legs of the table, and completely surrounded Erhei's body.
Then, from the space, she retrieved string and needle and thread, scissors, sterile cotton, and a clean set of clothes.
Cut off the tattered strips of cloth covering Er Hei's body, the intact sleeves, neckline, and his completely torn body, threaded needles and threads, and stitched everything together.
Flesh to flesh, bone to bone.
After everything was connected, she transferred four steel rods from the space to fix Erhei's two legs, and put his pants and jacket back on.
All the wounds on his body were cleaned and disinfected for him.
Time passed by every minute and every second, the sky was already bright, the entire mountain top was bathed in bright red sunlight, and the blood-colored sunlight shone brightly on everyone's cheeks.
After digging a mountain pit, everyone stood there silently, mourning in silence. No one spoke. Even the youngest girl, who was only twelve years old, never uttered a single note.
In this battle, Feng'e City directly lost more than half of its people, including their families, relatives, and many excellent generals. Everyone's heart was heavy, like a swollen fat sea, rolling away. In the hot water, wobbly, unable to find the direction, can only continue to soak hair, soak hair...
When the tablecloth was lifted, everyone found that Er Hei was wearing perfect clothes, shoes, and a hat, lying peacefully on his face, and his open mouth was a little stiff, probably unable to close it.
Qiao Xiachu reached into his backpack again, transferred a white handkerchief from the space, and put it directly on Erhei's cheek, covering Erhei's remains.
She said softly: "Amu, help me put the tablecloth in the hole, I want my dad to sleep more comfortably."
"Ai."
Amu hurried to get the tablecloth, and put it in the wet pit.
Qiao Xiachu knew that Erhei liked to eat sweets.
When she thought of giving him a piece of chocolate, he was as happy as a child...
She used to think that there would be more days to come, chocolates and candies would never be eaten up, and she should have a chance to give them to him, but she always forgot.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xiachu's heart ached like it was splitting open.
Why not give him a piece every day while he is alive?
Now he can't eat anymore...
"Dad, you can take some to eat on the way." Qiao Xiachu covered her heart, quietly put one hand into the pocket of Erhei's coat, and put two pieces of chocolate in it.
Amu came over and tried to persuade him: "Sister Qiao, people cannot be resurrected after death. If the commander sees you like this, he will definitely be worried. Don't be sad, let him go to the ground for peace."
"Yeah, the commander loves you the most, and he certainly doesn't want you to embarrass yourself like this."
"Look at your shoulders are covered with blood, and your clothes are rubbed into your flesh... How distressed the commander should be."
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
All the people persuaded one after another.
Qiao Xiachu shook her head, she said: "I am not sad, nor sad, I swear, Jiang Hanzhi will not die for a day, and I will not shed a single tear."
Everyone was sad and distressed.
th.
So sad that you can't even cry, what kind of feeling is that?
This kind of pain is like cutting flesh with a blunt knife. When I think about it, my heart will throb and hurt, like a knife, I go up and cut it from time to time, and I don’t want to feel happy, just slowly grinding the wound...
Under the careful protection of Amu and the others, they sent Erhei's body into the deep pit together.
Qiao Xiachu and Amu slowly filled up the excavated soil again.
Together with the others, she dug a few small holes in front of Erhei's tomb, buried all the legs of the stainless steel table in the soil, and used the tabletop as Erhei's tombstone.
"In this way, we will pay homage to the commander in the future, and it will be easy to identify." Amu said.
Qiao Xiachu didn't say anything.
She secretly vowed in her heart that one day, Jiang Hanzhi would be tortured like Er Hei, tied to this stainless steel table, and died of pain!
"dad--"
At this time, Hu Guang staggered to the mountain, rushed to the front of the crowd, and shouted: "Where is my father? Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, where is my father?"
He kept yelling, as if as soon as he stopped, he would accept the cruel fact.
Qiao Xiachu stood in front of the stainless steel table with a dark face, silently paying homage to Erhei, but Hu Guang grabbed her arm. Hu Guang shook her vigorously and shouted, "Where did you put my dad? I want to see him." -"
After speaking, he rushed to the edge of the pit and digged the soil with his hands, as if he wanted to dig Erhei out of the soil.
Everyone stepped forward to dissuade them.
But Hu Guang seemed to have gone crazy, and he didn't listen to persuasion at all.
With great strength, he knocked away the people around him in one fell swoop, forcibly knocking down a large area.
Just when Hu Guang was about to continue digging, Qiao Xiachu grabbed his arm and said loudly, "Dad is gone. If you disturb his cleanliness like this again, believe it or not, I will slap you."
Hu Guang also became angry at once.
He stood up abruptly, grabbed Qiao Xiachu's clothes, and shouted: "Why? Why is Rong Sir injured, my father is gone, but you are fine, why are you alone every time someone else is dying?" Nothing wrong? You're a broom star—"
Snapped.
Qiao Xiachu slapped Hu Guang hard.
Hu Guang who was beaten was stunned.
He covered his face, woke up suddenly, and found that he had said such an ugly word, he fell limp on the ground, and said to Qiao Xiachu: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I can't accept Dad's leaving. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Qiao Xiachu looked at him with disappointment in his eyes.
She said: "Hu Guang, do you know why Dad sent you to guard the technology station?"
Erhei once said to Rong Huaiyan: "Hu Guang is impulsive. Once he encounters this kind of life-and-death battle, he will suffer heavy casualties after a bloody attack. It is the best choice for him to be responsible for the defense."
Hu Guang sat on the sandstone blankly.
His eyes completely lost their brilliance...
"It's because I'm useless, I didn't protect him well, I'm sorry for him, and I'm sorry for Jiaomei..." He beat his head hard.
again and again.
Qiao Xiachu didn't say another word.
She turned and left.
Even Hu Guang doesn't trust her anymore, so it doesn't make any sense to stay in Feng'e City.
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