Even the four unyielding guards sent by the company were pursing their lips tightly at this moment. They stood on both sides of the operating table, and their eyes were bloodshot.
Tears flowed down from the corners of Principal Chen's eyes as he listened to Ye Jian pleading.
When the bullet hit his chest, he knew that he wouldn't be able to make it. That was why he informed Instructor Feng to notify Ye Jian as a last resort.
He had endured until now. It was hard for him too.
His old comrades had come to see him. His comrades, who had all faded into black and white photos, were all here.
They walked through the world, wearing the same military uniforms as when they first met. They stood among the green mountains and waters with guns on their shoulders. They looked at him so vividly and then walked toward him again.
"Chen Dongfeng, you're amazing! You've become the King of Sniper Rifles!"