Brother Wang had reached the limit of his life.
After saying this, he suddenly coughed twice.
The red corpse hair on his body grew a little longer.
"Brother Wang, hang in there..."
"Brother Wang!"
"Brother Wang!"
"..."
Although the others did not know Brother Wang, what he had done moved them deeply.
They all spoke up now, their voices choked and hoarse.
Brother Wang waved his hand.
"I-I'm fine. Everyone dies eventually. But I think... I think my death is worth it. Worth it.
"You all... you must, must survive. Leave my body... on the boat.
"In half... half an hour, my body will turn into a Corpse Fiend.
"When... when the Japanese find me, I... I can still kill... kill a few more Japanese and serve... serve my country..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Wang was clearly unable to catch his breath.
With a muffled "ugh," his body trembled slightly, and his aura rapidly weakened. It was a sign of death.
"Brother Wang!"
I looked at Brother Wang in grief.
Brother Wang grabbed my hand tightly.
"Remember 090...621."
It was a phone number in Japan.
As Brother Wang spoke the final digit, "1," his eyes suddenly widened and his entire body went limp on the ground.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang..."
I caught Brother Wang in my arms.
Using the last of his strength, Brother Wang spoke four words.
"Take me... home..."
The moment he finished speaking, Brother Wang's eyes trembled, and all breath left his body.
"Brother Wang!"
"Farewell, hero!"
"..."
At that moment, everyone stood on the deck, looking at Brother Wang's corpse as it began to transform.
Our eyes reddened, and tears streamed down our faces without us realizing it.
I cried for a hero. Tears fell for the man who had saved our lives.