Chapter 2036
Chapter 2036: Bro, Don’t Cry (1)
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Everything happened too quickly.
The rocket was actually targeting the armored vehicle where Rowdy Brightwill had taken cover.
Still, it would affect him.
When Rowdy Brightwill noticed the rocket, it was too late to react, but somehow a force suddenly pushed him forward.
As a result, he got shot twice.
Yet, he survived.
It was only two seconds later that he realized this.
A bullet hit his shoulder and abdomen, but there was no time for him to feel the pain. When the explosion rang in his ears, he only felt a flash of fire in front of him. At that moment, he didn’t realize what had happened. When he fell to the ground, he caught a glimpse of Belinda Nichols, a fleeting figure, only catching sight of the edge of her garment before his view was obscured by the half-destroyed vehicle.
Unbelievably clear.
Accompanied by the huge flames, the vehicle covered that figure.
In that instant, all Rowdy Brightwill could see in his eyes was the blazing fire.
In that instant, what flashed in Rowdy Brightwill’s mind was a calm and serene face.
The sounds of explosions, gunfire, roars, even the sound of fire burning, all echoed in his ears. But although the sounds were right next to him, they seemed far, far away. What was more vivid was that calm voice he was so used to hearing.
——Aren’t you going to eat?
——Hey, are you picky about food?
——Not eating?
——I don’t like it.
A surge of emotion, for some reason, suddenly filled his chest, suffocatingly hot, and both his chest and eyes felt burning.
Rowdy Brightwill opened his mouth, wanting to say something. He tried hard to shout that person’s name, but no sound came out; every word got stuck in his throat, unable even to produce a cry of grief.
He staggered to his feet, bullets and shells flying past him, but all Rowdy Brightwill could see were the burning flames and the already damaged half of the armored vehicle.
That scene expanded before his eyes countless times, as if to imprint itself deep in his pupils.
"Rowdy Brightwill, you can’t go over there!"
Just as he regained his balance for a second, someone grabbed the back of his collar. Rowdy Brightwill was forcibly pulled to the ground, but his head was pressed firmly against someone’s chest.
Joshua Bailey clenched his head tightly, hugged his shoulders, calling his name out loud, again and again.
He said, Rowdy Brightwill, don’t be reckless.
He said, Rowdy Brightwill, this is the battlefield.
He said, Good brother, you... don’t cry.
In the end, Joshua Bailey’s voice even had a touch of choked emotion.
Held tightly in his arms, Rowdy Brightwill’s eyes were wide open. The boy who always smiled radiantly, bright-eyed, now had an empty gaze. He didn’t cry out loud, but tears streamed down silently, mixing with the camouflage paint and dust on his face, looking even worse than one could imagine.
Later, Joshua Bailey noticed that his combat uniform was sticky and, wiping it, revealed a red stain of blood.
His blood-stained hand slapped Rowdy Brightwill’s head, "Can you at least say it hurts?!"
Rowdy Brightwill’s eyes moved slightly, looking at him, seemingly uncomprehending.
"Get a couple of guys over here, carry him up!"
Ignoring him, Joshua Bailey shouted almost in a roar toward the ambulance.
But even shouting so loudly, his voice was still drowned out by the incessant sound of shells.
Until his throat felt dry from shouting, Joshua Bailey finally saw someone bringing down a stretcher. He cursed angrily, directly slid his arm under Rowdy Brightwill’s and, gripping his shoulder, forcibly dragged him onto the arriving stretcher.
— End of Chapter 2036 —