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    Chapter 189 Farewell to the Dawn (3)

    Ryan struggled to his feet.

    Squeak, the foot stepped on the snow.

    Only then did he realize that the mecha was open. It seemed that it was night outside. The fine snow fell through the cracks in the ceiling of the Heroic Spirit Monument, and a thin layer of white was applied to the front of the mecha.

    In the silence, the crown prince slowly walked towards the driver's seat.

    "……ginger?"

    He turned to the side and lowered his eyes to see the figure sitting there.

    There is no suspense.

    Ryan saw Jiang Jianming.

    people he loves. Whether it is the original matrix or the person who is deeply loved after the amnesia.

    He has hurt, abandoned, and cherished and protected people again.

    his shackles. The support, guidance and destination of his soul. He was destined to meet. his……

    His Jiang Jianming was right in front of him.

    In the driver's seat, the black-haired youth was leaning against the snow, his head and neck slightly tilted to the side he was on.

    Jiang Jianming's eyes were softly closed, his eyelashes fell like crow feathers, and his thin chest did not rise and fall.

    His demeanor was very peaceful, with blood on his cheeks and military uniform, but because it was covered with a layer of frosty white, he instead showed a soul-stirring beauty.

    "ginger?"

    Ryan called softly again, wrapped in a vague and unreal feeling.

    He stood there for a while and found that Jiang Jianming was ignoring him, so he stretched out his hands and picked him up from the driver's seat.

    The body was as soft as if its bones had been taken away.

    It's icy cold, without the slightest bit of body temperature.

    Ryan took two steps back, holding Jiang Jianming and slowly sitting on the ground.

    The black-haired officer's neck fell into the crook of his arms and folded back, his hair swaying gently.

    Ryan carefully put the nape of his neck in his palm, straightened Jiang Jianming's face, and let him lean into his chest.

    Afterwards, His Highness buried his head deeply, and he took Jiang Jianming into his arms, clinging tightly to this cold body, as if waiting for something.

    For example, this person wakes up with his eyes open, for example, calling himself "His Royal Highness" in a warm voice; for example, when his fingertips move, even if it's just a tremor in his throat, he unconsciously releases a weak voice.

    Or the next heartbeat, or the next breath, or…whatever.

    Only misty snow falls.

    Desperate darkness and silence.

    Ryan waited like this for a long time, until he began to doubt his sense of time.

    Is it because he was too nervous and too scared to imagine the fleeting time so long.

    Ryan pressed his side face to the heart of the man in his arms.

    Anything, he thought.

    But nothing.

    Jiang must be very tired, he thought again.

    It's been so long, so hard.

    Ryan stood up holding the body in his arms, put it into the treatment cabin, and closed the lid.

    Just like before, he locked the sick and disabled people in, Jiang fell asleep, so he didn't resist.

    "...But, I can only sleep for a while."

    As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was frighteningly hoarse. "After we go out, let the medics see it and then sleep well, okay?"

    In the dark medical mecha, Ryan's Adam's apple rolled awkwardly, and he watched the diagnosis and treatment procedures of the treatment cabin start to start.

    The dizzying small print began to scroll.

    Ryan sat there on his knees, tracing the words with his fingers, reading word by word, trying to understand the meaning.

    Om... With a small sound, the mechanical probe in the treatment cabin was retracted.

    Instead of treatment, they tore a white cloth from the rear of the capsule to cover the body.

    Just when the white cloth was about to cover Jiang Jianming's body.

    An indescribable, heart-piercing but extremely suppressed syllable exploded in the mecha. It would be inaccurate to describe it as wailing, crying or roaring.

    Ryan bounced like he was suddenly blown up, his eyes were scarlet as if he was about to kill, and the real crystal exploded out of thin air, sending most of the treatment cabin flying.

    He stood up, took a quick breath, looked around in a hurry, shook his head nervously and stepped back.

    Do not.

    No, no, no.

    The mecha was not big, and Ryan's back hit the inner wall. The unhealed wound was suddenly in severe pain, and he was awakened again, and returned to the treatment cabin again, helpless.

    Specialized medical mechas certainly won't be equipped with just one treatment cabin. Ryan picked up Jiang Jianming again and replaced it with another intact one.

    He pulled out the oxygen mask in panic, manually adjusted the concentration of oxygen, the concentration of sedative, and added a little painkiller.

    Gently button on Jiang Jianming's pale face.

    He took out the blood bag corresponding to the blood type, pinched the patient's drooping arm, and inserted the thin needle for blood transfusion.

    He uncovered the blood-stained silver-black military uniform and saw the wounds left by the crippled human beings fighting the alien creatures.

    He was stunned for a moment, hurriedly picked up the beam therapy device, and irradiated the horrific wounds.

    But in just a minute or two, Ryan's eyes were out of focus, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

    He kept doing these things, trying not to give up what to save, what to save.

    How could he be so seriously injured, he thought blankly. It turned out that Jiang Jianming endured such serious injuries and illnesses, and carried himself to the Heroic Spirit Monument.

    No wonder had to be willing to wake up, it was really painful and exhausting.

    what about now?

    Do you feel better, do you feel better?

    Can you wake up when you have enough sleep?

    Come back to me.

    The beam therapy device swiped in vain, but the wounds were not healed, and the blood had already solidified.

    The principle of the therapeutic apparatus is to promote the regeneration of cells. Now that the cells in the body have died, they are naturally powerless.

    "..."

    There was a thick black mist in front of Ryan's eyes, and he gently put down the beam therapy device.

    He bent his spine a little outside the chamber, gasping and curling up.

    "You lied to me……"

    His eyes were confused, and he said to himself, "You lied to me... You said that I can protect him if I die..."

    I don't know when, the same small words as the previous one flashed on the screen next to this treatment cabin. Ryan saw it clearly this time, and understood it clearly.

    Confirmed death.

    die.

    Ah, so his Jiang Jianming died.

    The cadet who turned his brows over his books in the library in summer, the thin boy who wrapped his coat and hugged milk coffee to warm his hands on a street corner in winter.

    The disabled human who quietly looked up at the boundless star sea, looked back suddenly, his eyes were clear and bright, like a piece of jade with infinite talents.

    Not anymore.

    Say goodbye to this world forever.

    That man tried his best to fight a tragic battle, made countless feats to surpass his weak body, and finally died at the bottom of the Heroic Spirit Monument, in the depths of darkness, and at the end of the snow.

    No company other than a heavy injury. The result of a lifetime of struggle is a death of extreme loneliness.

    Inside the medical mecha, don't know how much time has passed.

    Until Ryan stretched out his hand, he took the rescue equipment he just tossed down from Jiang Jianming.

    He checked the storage bin of the mecha, and sure enough, he found several sets of brand-new Yin Beidou military uniforms, so he picked a set that suits Jiang Jianming's stature and put it on for him.

    Use a towel dipped in water to wipe off the blood.

    The face revealed is still handsome and beautiful.

    Lai watched quietly for a long time, and couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the brow and lips of the crippled human being.

    Finally, His Highness took out the white cloth from the treatment cabin and put it on Jiang Jianming's body.

    He stood up, and together with the white cloth, he hugged Jiang Jianming horizontally, and walked outside the Heroic Spirit Monument.

    it's wired.

    He couldn't even cry.

    Outside the first fortress, the sky just became bright.

    The war ended in a hard victory.

    The Crystal Cult, who was targeted at the combat target and had nothing to do, was never able to turn the tables. At this time, the strength and resource advantages of the Imperial Army were finally revealed, and most of the heretics were strangled on the Alpha Alien battlefield.

    The rest of the Crystal Cult, who escaped to the universe, were bitten by the bloody imperial starship. The distance is too close for the Crystal Sect to open the warp wormhole, and they can only escape desperately.

    It's a pity that after escaping for almost three hours, haven't been able to get rid of the jump blockade, and things will be miserable after that.

    First, it hit the reinforcement fleet that jumped from the third fortress. After being beaten down, the wave of troops deployed by Jiang Jianming also arrived.

    At this time, the Imperial Army had successfully expelled the Crystal Cult from Alpha Alien and entered the stage of space war.

    With the lengthening of the combat distance units, it is difficult to implement the "pulling people together with crystal chaos" combat method of the crystal teaching. Xie Yuduo followed Jiang Jianming's ideas steadily, picked a Yuyu with a stable environment, and taught the crystal to make dumplings.

    Fighting down day and night, this cult that ravaged the empire was finally wiped out.

    The only pity is that Archbishop Gaius and Destruction Bishop Su are missing. It seems to have escaped again.

    Before dawn, Xie Yuduo led the troops back to the first fortress.

    Finally winning, the major general let out a sigh of relief. He was sore and tired, wishing to throw himself on the bed and sleep for three days.

    But there is a hearty feeling of joy in my heart.

    They won. Facing such an inhuman opponent, they took back their fortress and avenged the attack on the empire. In the next step, is it possible to point the sword to the crystal nest?

    This kind of emotion is also filling the hearts of every soldier at this moment.

    So even though they were tired like a dead dog, the eyes of everyone lit up, their mouths kept talking, and the army was buzzing with excitement.

    In the midst of a group of excited quarrels, suddenly a Yin Beidou officer couldn't help but asked Xie Yuduo in the big channel through the communication:

    "By the way, Major General, is our little lord in your flagship Tianshu?"

    A second one immediately followed: "Yes, how are the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness Jiang? Are they seriously injured? Why don't they see them?"

    "Oh, it's too dangerous this time. If the two His Royal Highnesses didn't endure two waves one after another, I can't imagine what it would have been like."

    "Speaking of which, His Highness Jiang won't be tired again this time. Yesterday I heard his command and my voice trembled, for fear that people would faint in the next second..."

    Xie Yuduo only got off the starship, and stepped on the alloy steel plate of the fortress and took a few steps. He listened to the voice in the headset, his expression a little stiff.

    Soldiers who were immersed in boundless joy, you kept asking me where their heroes were.

    but……

    It's been almost a whole day, and Jiang Xiao has not replied to his message after he left.

    It's not that Xie Yuduo is not worried, but when the two highnesses are not there, he is the supreme general. Before Yuyu was under fire, I didn't dare to think about anything else.

    Now that he has finally returned to the fortress, the major general is more anxious than the shouting soldiers—two highnesses, what is the situation?

    But he still couldn't find it himself.

    The third fortress had traveled thousands of miles to come to help, so he had to go and say hello first.

    Moreover, it is said that the mecha master who was in charge of developing the mecha mental control system also came with the army. And he was anxious to see the major general, as if he wanted to inquire about someone.

    The author has something to say:

    Tonight is a dazed big cat who was so confused that he couldn't even cry.

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