The dinghy full of Chinese sailors continued to move forward, and the smoke-filled "Dong" did not show the slightest sign of resistance. However, because the Japanese already had a "criminal record", this time the boat was equipped with a Lin's machine gun, and the bullet was loaded and aimed at the gun position of the Japanese ship, preparing to open fire as soon as the Japanese gunners were found to be stupid. Lin Yiqing stared at the ironclad ship "Dong" that had raised the white flag again, and at this time the sailors of the two small boats of the Chinese Navy had already boarded the deck of the "Dong", but the "Dong" suddenly started, like a dying rhinoceros, and rushed towards the cruiser "Princess Heshuo" in the middle of the Chinese cruiser.

Lin Yiqing saw a Japanese naval officer on the deck explaining something to the Chinese sailors who had pointed their rifles at them, and then led the Chinese sailors into the cabin. And many of the Japanese sailors on the deck seemed to feel bad, rushed to the side of the ship, and jumped directly into the sea.

The "East" ironclad ship, which had not yet dissipated from the bullet marks, rushed forward for a while, and then suddenly stopped, and then Lin Yiqing saw a burst of fire from the hull of the "East".

With a violent explosion, the hull of the "East" was torn apart by a huge shock wave, it shook, suddenly broke in two, and then slowly began to sink. The Japanese and Chinese sailors on deck jumped into the sea.

Lin Yiqing watched all this nervously, and just as he was concentrating on the naval battlefield, everything around him suddenly became dark.

The sound of the explosion gradually faded away, and the battlefield filled with gunpowder slowly disappeared.

Lin Yiqing was in the darkness again, he felt that he was in a state of complete emptiness, he opened his mouth and shouted, but he couldn't make any sound.

A little light appeared in the distance, and Lin Yiqing ran towards the light quickly, running and running, and the surroundings lit up again.

Lin Yiqing found himself in a warm pavilion, and there was a person lying on the shelf bed of the warm pavilion.

He immediately recognized who the man was.

Lin Yizhe!

Lin Yizhe, who was lying on the bed at this time, had a thin face, deep-set eye sockets, a pair of originally bright and sharp eyes covered with bloodshots, and the whole person looked extremely haggard.

On the desk next to his bed, there was a small medicine bowl with unfinished black potion in it.

Lin Yiqing walked cautiously towards Lin Yizhe, he now somehow had a strong desire to talk to Lin Yizhe.

Lin Yizhe turned to the direction where Lin Yiqing was on the bed, but he didn't seem to see Lin Yiqing's existence, and his eyes looked fixedly behind Lin Yiqing.

Lin Yiqing involuntarily turned around, and what caught his eye was a portrait of a woman.

This is a Western oil painting, the woman in the painting is wearing the traditional costume of the beautiful Gaoshan tribe in Taiwan, her eyebrows are like spring mountains, her eyes are like stars, looking at the sea from afar, and the background behind her is the blue sea and blue sky. It may be that the author of the painting pays too much attention to the performance of color, highlighting the red part of her clothes, and the black part is less, which forms a sharp contrast with the blue sky and the sea, making the whole painting look rich and bright, and the woman in the painting is also extraordinarily bright and moving, but the slightly melancholy expression between her eyebrows makes people feel a little stunned at a glance.

Lin Yiqing was obsessed with the beauty of the woman in the portrait, he stared at the portrait tightly, looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

He recognized who she was.

That mountain girl who was bounced off a cliff!

Thinking of the dead girl, Lin Yiqing's heart burned like a fire.

Although he had only met her once, and he didn't know her before, and he didn't even know her name now, somehow, he always had a feeling of pain when he thought of her jumping off a cliff after being shot.

He didn't dare to look at the portrait again, and when he turned around, he happened to meet Lin Yizhe's gaze.

He felt the heart-rending pain in Lin Yizhe's heart.

Lin Yizhe looked at the portrait steadily, and Lin Yiqing stood there, staring at him blankly.

I don't know how long later, Lin Yizhe's eyes gradually dimmed, he fell on the bed, coughed slightly, Lin Yiqing saw that the corners of Lin Yizhe's mouth were bloodshot, and couldn't help but come to his bedside.

At the moment when he stood at the head of the bed, Lin Yizhe's body suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength, his eyes widened, and his hands fell to the side of the bed all of a sudden.

Lin Yiqing's tears flowed.

He knew that Lin Yizhe was dead.

Although he didn't know this person who looked like him at all, he still felt extremely sad and sad in his heart when he saw his passing at this time.

Recalling the epic picture just now, Lin Yiqing regretted Lin Yizhe's death even more.

Tears blurred his eyes, Lin Yiqing squatted down, hanging his head and not daring to look at the deceased Lin Yizhe, as if the person who died was his dearest.

Once again, the surroundings were in darkness.

"How did you get here?" A voice sounded behind Lin Yiqing.

Lin Yiqing jumped up violently, turned around, and saw Lin Yizhe, who was dressed in a splendid official uniform, standing in front of him, and there was still darkness around him.

"How did you get here?" Lin Yizhe looked at him and asked calmly.

"I met a ball lightning ...... on the plane" Lin Yiqing was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out the truth.

"It's simple, it's not like me, before I came here, I was on the execution ground." Lin Yizhe smiled slightly.

"On the execution ground? Shot? Lin Yiqing understood and immediately asked.

"It's okay, it's not that bloody, it's lethal injection." Lin Yizhe said with a smile.

"And then just came over like that?"

"Yes."

"Sentenced to death for Mao?"

"In order to save his lover, he killed four people, all of whom had a background."

"Oh, you're good enough. What did you do before? ”

"I'm a counselor. What about you? ”

"I'm a special forces, a sniper."

"Then you're much better than me."

"You're still amazing, I saw your fleet, and beat the Japanese to such a miserable beating." Lin Yiqing recalled the fierce naval battle just now, and could not hide his envy and admiration for Lin Yizhe.

Becoming a captain in the Navy used to be one of his dreams, but later for various reasons, this dream could only be a dream.

"But now all this is afraid that it will be in vain." Lin Yizhe sighed, "My biggest mistake is to underestimate the conservative forces of this era. No wonder the ancestors said well, the coffin of every last dynasty is the last nail in the coffin of the conservative diehards. ”

"You're dead, aren't you?" Lin Yiqing felt the unspeakable pain in his words.

"Yes." Lin Yizhe nodded, "It's not an easy thing to cross in the first place. ”

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