The weapon of the country

Like the summer sun melting thin ice, Zhuang Ye's alienation gradually evaporated.

He regretted that he said "half an hour", when the plate was brought to the table, he didn't want to spend half an hour with Shen Han anymore.

A crisp sound caught his attention, Shen Han's expression was not right, his left hand was pressing his right wrist, his right hand was obviously shaking, and the tableware fell down.

"What's wrong with you!" Zhuang Ye was anxious.

"It's okay..." Shen Han stood up, and for the first time recklessly turned over all the plates on the table, leaving a mess of debris and vegetables all over the place.He took a deep breath, watching this scene, what happened to me?Upset, restlessness expanded to the extreme, unable to control myself.

"You don't look like you're okay!" Zhuang Ye supported him, and ordered the waiter to take him out of the restaurant to get some fresh air.

In another conference room, a lieutenant general was eloquent.Wei Mincun sat at the top, and there was a barely audible "click" from his watch.

Wei Mincun closed his eyes. He is an old-fashioned man who still uses mechanical watches in this era.The hands of this watch will always stay at this moment of the day.

22:49:[-] noon.

The sound and light were far away from him for a moment, and he seemed to be in a dark house, the only light went out.

Shen Xiao's face appeared in his mind, with a proud and cold expression, "I will not end up like Chen Rui. I would rather die. Please allow me to implant a terminator."

He will never fall into the hands of the enemy, to be tortured, to be defeated.He will kill it himself before he is captured, detonating the terminator in his brain.

His death can only be chosen by himself. The sharp blade of the Federation can only be broken by itself, and cannot be destroyed by external forces.

And Wei Mincun's watch is equipped with a corresponding device, the watch he inherited from his grandfather that he never leaves.He had watched the minute and second hands rotate in meetings, dinners, and dances countless times after sending Shen Xiao away, making sure that Shen Xiao was still walking in this world, with a heartbeat and breathing.

Over the years, he almost had the illusion: Shen Xiao is not another person in this world who has nothing to do with him, but a part of his body.Now, part of his chest was strangled.He couldn't feel his heart beating.

"Everyone." Only two words were needed, and the meeting room fell silent.

Everyone turned to Wei Mincun, as if worshiping a god.

"22:49:1, that is, 12 minute and [-] seconds ago," he said slowly, "Sir, Brigadier General Shen Xiao... died for the country."

That military academy wall fell from the sky, and the warrant officer who fell in front of him completely disappeared.The warm flesh and blood exploded into ashes and turned into dust.

Wei Mincun kept his voice steady.

"Please inform his family. Prepare for the funeral."

Zhuang Ye stayed with Shen Han for a while, and the two sat on the bench outside the restaurant.

Zhuang Ye asked, "Are you sure you don't want to go to the medical corridor for an examination?"

Shen Han tried his best to smile, but his complexion was extremely bad, "No need."

He looked over Zhuang Ye's shoulder and said hello, "Secretary Ning."

Ning Ze stopped in front of them, with a complicated expression, and did not speak.

Zhuang Ye felt bad, his throat was choked, and his palpitations spread rapidly.

Ning Ze took off his glasses, lowered his head and wiped them without looking at Shen Han, "Brigadier General Shen, Colonel Zhuang...It's good that Colonel Zhuang is here. Shen Han, we know—"

Shen Han smirked, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his face was full of pain and sternness, "If you say what I thought you were going to say, you'd better find someone first and give me a sedative."

Ning Ze whispered, "Your brother, Brigadier General Shen Xiao, died for the country."

Shen Han clenched his fists, Zhuang Ye's mind was blank and he was burning with anxiety, but he couldn't hug Shen Han to comfort him.

Ning Ze and the Shen brothers have known each other for many years. People say brothers are brothers, but how can the Shen brothers be just brothers.Everyone who worked with them knew that Shen Xiao and Shen Han were each other's half-life.Shen Xiao's death is too serious, a few light words of persuasion, it's better not to say it.Ning Ze could only stand where he was, watching Shen Han get up, from staggering to steady, and pass him by.Fortunately, Colonel Zhuang followed, hoping that he could comfort Shen Han, and Ning Ze told himself in his heart that they should have a good relationship?

Zhuang Ye followed Shen Han, and Shen Han walked into the dormitory, a small building adjacent to Zhuang Ye.

After pushing the door open and going in a few steps, when he reached the indoor stairs, the tall body fell down, barely holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

Zhuang Ye hugged him tightly, caught his body from behind, and pressed his palms on his chest, feeling his rapid breathing.The man's chest rose and fell in his hand, and every beat of his heart was so painful.

He lost half his life.

The people who have been with each other since they came to this world, the elder brothers who grew up together, fought and argued, worried about each other, true blood is thicker than water, and they depend on each other for life.

Zhuang Ye could only hug him desperately like he hugged himself a few nights ago, exhausting all his strength, rolling his chest against his back, no matter how hard his arm would be, it would hurt his ribs.

"I'm still here..." He found his voice, "I will be with you, always with you, just like you are with me..."

He heard Shen Han breathing, evacuating the air in his lungs again and again, panting like a wild beast in pain.

Fortunately, his breathing rate gradually calmed down, Zhuang Ye rejoiced, but then there was a tingling pain: Did he only give himself a short moment to vent?

Shen Han has already pressed his hand, "...it's all right."

Zhuang Ye still did not let go, stubbornly not letting him stand up.

"How could it be okay...I don't believe you."

"...Trust me," Shen Han said in a low voice, "I'm fine, I still have to tell Mom."

The sad news of losing one son can only be told by another son to his mother. Zhuang Ye opened his mouth and searched his mind, but couldn't find words.This is too cruel. If a younger brother should not receive the news of his elder brother's death, how can a mother face the news of her son's death.

He let go of his hand and let Shen Han stand up again.As long as he stands up again, this person is still so tall and reliable, able to bear any burden.

Zhuang Ye stood two steps down from him, looking up at him, but pity rose in his chest.

"Whether you agree or not, I will stay with you today...you can't stay alone."

"it is good."

Shen Han stretched out his hand and brought him to his side.

To Zhuang Ye's surprise, Shen Han lowered his head and leaned on his shoulder for a while under the pressure of an unfamiliar weight.