Everyone was shocked by these words.
"What nonsense are you talking about? That's impossible!"
Jiang Defu was the first to react. Having survived the bloodshed of the battlefield, his face was now filled with fear and terror. The newspaper in his hand fell to the ground. He hurriedly stood up, but suddenly felt dizzy and fell back onto the sofa.
"Dad, don't worry." Yafei quickly supported him, holding back her tears as she patted his chest.
Hearing Anjie and Ya Ning sobbing beside her, Lin Wangshu was in a daze, unwilling to believe the news.
How could that be? Jiang Weidong said he would come back alive. He promised to stay with me for life. He won't break his promise!
Looking at the dangling microphone, Lin Wangshu's eyes were stubborn. She lunged forward, but tripped and fell to the ground, her knees hitting the ground hard.
A sharp pain shot through her leg, but Lin Wangshu paid no attention to it. She grabbed the microphone and held it to her face, opening her mouth as if to say something, but found that something was stuck in her throat.
Frustrated, she pounded her chest, tears streaming down her face. Lin Wangshu forced out a harsh voice, "I'm Jiang Weidong's lover. What happened to him?"
The voice on the other end was somber, "When he was on a mission, his plane was hit by enemy fire and crashed in enemy territory. We are doing everything we can to search for him, but..."
He paused for a moment, then said with difficulty, "Sister-in-law, please prepare yourself mentally."
Lin Wangshu's face drained of color, and she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Her fingertips, gripping the phone, were numb with cold, but she refused to give up. A sliver of hope remained in her heart, and she asked in a trembling voice, "What are the chances of him being alive?"
The person on the other end avoided answering, only sighing and saying, "Don't worry, we will not give up on Comrade Jiang Weidong."
Lin Wangshu didn't know when the call ended. She just knelt on the ground, head bowed, muttering something, tears falling onto the floor.
Seeing that her shoulders were trembling but she couldn't hear any crying, Yafei felt worried and went over to help her up, saying in a tearful voice, "Big sister, if you're in pain, just cry it out, don't do this."
Lin Wangshu raised her head, her face contorted with pain and regret. "Yafei, it's all my fault!"
Seeing her like this, Yafei felt even more upset and shook her head while crying, saying, "No, it has nothing to do with you."
No, it's all my fault. Lin Wangshu's face turned pale as she clutched her head in regret. It was all her fault for being so clever and changing Jiang Weidong's fate on her own.
In the world without her, Jiang Weidong would be doing his job as a paratrooper properly, and he wouldn't be facing this uncertainty about his fate.
After figuring all this out, a strong sense of guilt surged up, making it almost impossible for Lin Wangshu to breathe.
Just then, An Jie grabbed her hand tightly, looking at her with helpless eyes, "Wang Shu, what did he say? Wei Dong will be alright, right?"
Upon hearing her question, even Jiang Defu clutched his chest and looked over. Hearing the news of their son's disappearance, the usually energetic couple now appeared somewhat aged.
Unbeknownst to them, Lin Wangshu had become their support, which made her have to cheer up. "Weidong will be alright. He's still missing, so we still have hope."
"Yes, Dad, Mom, Weidong has been flying planes for so many years, he won't let anything happen to himself. I think the worst that could happen is that he gets captured."
"But he's a pilot, the most valuable soldier. The enemy will keep him to exchange for prisoners. We'll definitely see him again."
Of everyone present, only Jiang Weiguo remained relatively calm, suppressing his grief as he analyzed the situation.
“Yes, you’re right.” Jiang Defu nodded repeatedly as if he had grasped a lifeline. He then turned to An Jie and said, “Do you remember the phone numbers of my old classmates? Take them out quickly, I’ll ask them for help.”
"Oh, okay, I'll go get it right away." Seeing a glimmer of hope, Anjie wiped away her tears and hurriedly went to look through her phone book.
While Jiang Defu continued fighting, the others waited anxiously. Unfortunately, they didn't know much and couldn't offer much help, only promising to inquire about it for him.
Seeing everyone's dejected expressions, Lin Wangshu thought of Shen Jiaojiao, her eyes lit up, and she said to Jiang Defu, "Dad, let me ask my classmate, her dad might know something."
After the call connected, Shen Jiaojiao became excited upon hearing it was her. "Wang Shu, I know about your situation. My cousin is right here with me. Wait for me, I'll have him talk to you."
Zheng Jianhua had already found out the details, so Lin Wangshu also learned more about the situation at the time.
It turns out that when Jiang Weidong and his soldiers were conducting reconnaissance, they were discovered by the enemy, who sent planes to intercept them.
At that time, the enemy outnumbered us, and we were on their territory. Their planes were the latest fighter jets provided by the Russians.
So Jiang Weidong and his comrades were temporarily entangled. In order to allow his comrades to retreat with the reconnaissance results, Jiang Weidong used himself as bait to attract their attention.
Unfortunately, after his comrades successfully retreated, Jiang Weidong tried to return to base, but the plane's engine was hit, and the plane immediately lost control and began to fall.
Hearing this, Lin Wangshu felt a pang of pain in her heart. Zheng Jianhua then added, "But don't worry, Wei Dong has successfully parachuted and is definitely out of danger."
"I suspect he has most likely been captured, but he was trained by the country with great effort, so the higher-ups are currently negotiating with the other side to bring him back."
Lin Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. As long as I'm alive, that's all that matters. Brother Zheng, thank you for your help. Please let me know if you have any news."
"Don't worry, Weidong is also my brother, I will do my best." Zheng Jianhua hadn't rested much in the past few days, having been busy with Jiang Weidong's affairs, and he assured him without hesitation.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Wangshu told everyone the news, which could barely be considered good news.
After hearing this, An Jie was finally less desperate. She put her hands together and murmured to herself, "God help me, let my son come back alive."
In the days that followed, everyone stayed on Songshan Island while waiting for news from Jiang Weidong, and didn't go anywhere else.
Jiang Weiguo was also worried, so he called back and asked for a few more days off.
As for Lin Wangshu, the drama troupe was very understanding after learning the news, comforted her for a few words, and granted her leave.
But when Zheng Jianhua called again, he brought bad news.
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