That gaze was like a pair of hands, a pair of hands that could only push one forward, not allowing one to retreat. There was also a subtle sense of getting on a pirate ship and having no way of escaping.
“Don’t give up, don’t give up, I will always take you with me, I will never let go of you as we walk through the thorns. We will walk together until we reach the point that belongs to the both of us. Do you dare to follow me like this? Would you continue to walk down this road, for my sake, for your sake and for the sake of living up to the years?”
So he still wanted to give her a little time to let her know him slowly and what kind of army he was in. It seems that things were not workable now. She already knew how dangerous the danger he was facing, so he had to bring up the matter quickly and let her understand as soon as possible so she could accept him as soon as possible.
Ye Jian didn’t say anything. She didn’t know what to say.
One thing was for sure, even if he were not holding her, she would not fail in this life. He was her goal, the goal that she once wanted to surpass.
And now this goal of hers was telling her that he was going to lead her to go to the same position and the same height…perhaps…it was not hard to think about it, but there was a sudden flood that rose to the sky in her heart. It sandwiched a powerful wave that burst out from her heart, making her unable to calm down, her body boiled.
She had been mediocre for too long in her last life; she was silent for too long. There were so many opportunities in this life. She did not want to miss any one of them, and she did not want to lose any one of them.
Ye Jian nodded gently and slowly as she said: “Okay. But I am not doing it for you. I am only doing it for myself, in order to live up to this life. I will stand beside you and you will stand by my side, in the same position, in the same high point… We’ll be comrades for life.”
Comrades for life, brothers for life, never apart, never give up.
All the members of the Elite Platoon had sworn to be each other’s comrades for life; they would never give up any of their comrades ever.
Never apart, never give up. K7, whose whole body was tied to his death, was thrown to a corner. He slightly raised his head and looked at the thin window.
Someone was approaching. It was not just one; there were… more than ten people.
The footsteps approached and stopped outside. K7 closed his eyes again, pretending to be in a coma.
It was useless even if he opened his eyes. The blood ran into his eyes and stained his eyelashes, making his vision blurry. It was hard also to look outside as he could only see double images.
Today was the second day that he had been captive. Besides having one mouth of water, he had not taken any food.
It had been fifty-two hours since he was struggling to keep his bloody eyes open. There was no interrogation and no torture. It was so peaceful that he could not hear a sound. He also could not judge whether his comrades were coming or not.
K7’s injury was very serious. However, even so, he tried to maintain a high alert ever since he woke up. He had been looking for opportunities to escape and thinking about how to escape successfully.
The only weapon he had on his body was the belt that was still tied to his trousers, but there was no way to cut the rope. At most, he could do with it was to strangle someone’s neck.
The miscellaneous army uniform on his body had a tear here and there. There was also fine sand in his flesh. As he breathed, the fine sand seemed to be rolling in his flesh that had turned black because of the gunfire. No matter how strong he was, there would be no hope for his wound if the fine sand was not washed out properly.
K7, who had not moved for fifty-two hours, moved his head a little. He finally felt a little bit alive after moving slightly.
