Next.
Fang Han witnessed groups of people arriving one after another.
As the person who had listened to the fallen pilot's final words, he was not asked to leave like Old Zhou and the others. Instead, he remained at the scene.
One minute later.
A large number of Patrol Officers surged into Jiebang Company.
Fang Han rose to his feet, took the initiative to meet them, and quietly recounted what had happened.
The Patrol Officers were all deeply moved by what they heard.
The middle-aged Patrol Captain leading the group could not help but sigh. He quickly removed his uniform jacket and carefully covered the mutilated corpse's abdomen.
"Salute!"
The Patrol Captain shouted solemnly.
The group straightened their backs and raised their hands in a uniform salute, holding the position as though seeing him off in this way.
Fang Han blinked hard. He felt that this was only proper.
When a heroic soul departed for Divine Banyan Peak, should it not be accorded the proper ceremony? Of course it should!
He did his best to puff out his chest and draw in his stomach, lowering his head to gaze at the wreckage of the wing in a show of respect.
A full ten seconds passed.
Only then did the Patrol Captain shout, "Salute complete!"
The group lowered their hands in unison.
One Patrol Officer glanced over and quietly said, "Sergeant Nie's eyes are still open. Should we let him rest in peace?"
The middle-aged Patrol Captain stepped forward. "I'll do it..."
Without a second thought, Fang Han stopped him. "Sergeant Nie was one of the Knights of the Sky. I think he would rather keep gazing at the sky!"
Before Nie Ze died, Fang Han had clearly seen that his gaze had remained fixed on the heavens.
The middle-aged Patrol