"Do you trust me?"
The captain spoke without mercy. "Cut the sentimentality, Su Chuanyun. I order you to return to base immediately for mecha repairs."
He wasn't Ji Xinghe, so he couldn't disobey orders.
All he could do was stubbornly stay put, watching his comrades disappear into the dust storm, waiting for a new command.
And the command came.
"Sergeant Su Chuanyun, this is Colonel Chen Xun."
"Commander, I'm here."
"Can you still fight?"
"Yes, Commander. I can, I dare, and I am willing."
"Then go to battle."
"Yes, sir!"
At that time, Su Chuanyun, piloting his damaged mecha, chased after his teammates while shouting in his heart: I am Sergeant Su Chuanyun, a second-class federal mecha warrior. I am here.
Was he afraid of death at that time?
No.