“Okay”

Wei Ran hung the bulletless submachine gun around his neck, then swung his arms and swam to the other side of Huang Youze, and pulled him to swim downstream.

"When we get back, we have a good cup of coffee!" Clermont said tremblingly, "The river water is almost frozen!"

"Speak less and control your breathing! Don't be too fast!"

Wei Ran said, and had already gritted his teeth and swam to the shore. He had already seen the flashing lights by the river.

“5...1...7...2...1...5...3...6...4..."

Wei Ran, who already felt his brain was dizzy due to blood loss, was translating the light signal in confusion, "Then...what is that?"

"That's...the score of the Internationale"

Clermont's tone seemed to be much weaker at this time, "Get up, a hungry and cold slave..."

"You were shot too?" Wei Ranqiang asked with a spirit.

"Aren't you?" Clermont said while paddling hard, "Sing...sing a song...before...dead."

"You won't die"

Wei Ran looked at the flashing lights in the distance, but a bayonet appeared in his hand.

"puff!"

In the cold river water, the bayonet stabbed into Wei Ran's wound. The severe pain made him feel energetic in an instant, and then he pulled them to the water for life.

"you..."

"I gave myself a shot of adrenaline."

Wei Ran smiled hard, but his other foot underwater kicked the bayonet's hilt fiercely.

In the second round of severe pain, his paddling speed became faster and faster, but his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Fortunately, the lights on the edge of the river embankment were getting closer and closer, and he also vaguely saw Amani and the familiar rickshaw driver.

"Survival, survive."

Wei Ran pulled the bayonet that poked on his leg again, and with Clermont, he raised the seriously injured Huang Youze with difficulty.

However, almost as Amani and the rickshaw driver grabbed Huang Youze's hands, Wei Ran and Clermont were completely out of force and were pushed to the downstream by the river.

"Clermont!!"

Amani shouted like crazy. She also threw off her windbreaker and jumped into the river embankment without hesitation. She swam towards them in the blurred white light in Wei Ran's eyes.

"puff!"

Wei Ran kicked the bayonet on his leg weakly for the last time, but the stimulation caused by the pain had no effect of refreshing the spirit.

Fortunately, just as he almost bit off the tip of his tongue, the white light subsided, the pain on the wound quickly subsided, and the consciousness that had already blurred and was about to extinguish gradually recovered.

However, when he saw everything around him, his heart was cold. He stood in a cemetery.

Not far away, a woman in a black windbreaker and a top hat turned her back to her and was placing a few cups of coffee on the stage.

At her feet, there was a long horse-haired bag that Wei Ran was extremely familiar with. The long bag had been opened. At this time, the coffee pot on the ground was heating the alcohol lamp to create a fragrant and mellow Italian coffee.

After moving a few steps to the side quietly, Wei Ran was able to confirm that the woman was Amanda, and on the tombstone were the five Chinese characters "Ke Laiminzhi Tomb".

But what made him feel even more heartbroken was that on the other tombstone next to him, the "Tomb of Huang Youze" was engraved.

It is obvious that Clermont's tombstone is older, and Huang Youze's tomb is relatively new.

The edge of the tombstone in the former is engraved with "The third year of the Republic of China, on the bank of the Huangpu River." The edge of the tombstone in the latter is engraved with "The third year of the Republic of China, on the summer of the Guanyin Hall in Qingpu."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! "They..." Wei Ran asked while holding up the camera.

"They all died, and Clermont died in Yu Yanlin's hometown as he wished, just as Yu Yanlin died in Clermont's hometown."

After speaking in fluent Chinese, Amani breathed a sigh of relief and changed into French and asked, "The sauté here has surrendered, and it's time for me to go home and see it, go back to Spain, Italy or France. What about you? Comrade Wei Ran, do you want to stay and continue fighting?"

"right"

Wei Ran nodded and pressed the shutter at the other party, the tombstone beside her, and even the coffee pot, "I want to stay, stay and continue fighting."

"You will definitely win"

Amani said confidently, then bent down and picked up a cup of coffee and handed it to Wei Ran, "Drink a cup of coffee."

"Yu Yanlin and I promised to invite you to have tea, Chinese tea." Wei Ran took the cup and sighed.

"Wait until you win the war completely"

Amani picked up the second cup of coffee, "When Spain ended its poisonous material rule, we have a chance."

"What are your plans after you go back?" Wei Ran asked with the two tombstones holding a coffee cup.

"I might go to Spain first"

Amani said, "I'm going to meet Hanica first. Do you still remember Hanica?"

"Remember, she..."

"I want to give her the photos I took in China, and that was what I promised her."

Armani smiled and explained, "I'll go see Louis Rios and Esthele, do you remember those two little guys?"

"Remember" Wei Ran nodded again.

"It's a pity that the child is not named Amani."

Amani sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that neither Clermont nor I had time to give birth to a new life."

"Maybe it's just because you don't want a new life to come to the fire of war." Wei Ran sighed.

"Maybe"

Amani clinked the cup with the tombstone freely and clinked the cup with Wei Ran. After looking at each other, the two of them drank the coffee in the cup in one go.

"Dang"

Amani threw the silver-skinned coffee cup onto the altar, "I will also go to Italy to inform Clermond's parents of his death.

I have been hiding them all these years and have always replied to him as Clermont. Of course, I have always enjoyed the gifts sent by his parents."

Speaking of this, she had picked up the silver-skin hammer-patterned jar containing coffee powder from her bag and opened it, and gently sprinkled the not-so-fine coffee powder inside around Clermont's tombstone and on the platform.

"I'm going back to France to see if my family is still alive."

Amani showed a brilliant and thrilling smile at Wei Ran, "I will be back regardless of whether my family is still alive."

"Are you planning to come back?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.

"Of course, I'll be back."

Amani leaned over and kissed the cold tombstone, then squatted down, carefully picked up the floating soil around the tombstone and put it in a silver can, "I just miss home, I guess Clermont must have missed home too. We just go back and take a look, and then we will come back to continue the battle."

"you..."

Wei Ran was silent for a moment, "Amani, don't come back."

"I'm still here, and the international travel is still here."

Amani put on a silver can and said, "I'm still fighting, but the international brigade is still fighting."

"But..."

"Clermont keeps saying that you play the harmonica very well."

Amani slowly sat down against Clermont's tombstone, hugged the can of loess in his arms tightly and said, "Comrade Wei Ran, please help me with the accompaniment."

"My honor, comrade."

Wei Ran let out a long sigh, took out the piano, leaned on Huang Youze's tombstone as he was like the other party, and blew the accompaniment in the permeable aroma of coffee. In the gentle breeze, he listened to Amani singing the song alone in French.

That song that brings endless courage and hope to the soldiers of the international brigade,

The song that inspires soldiers from all over the world to pick up their weapons and go to the battlefield to resist the magic and suck silk,
Chapter completed!