Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Daychi's death sentence!

The lamp of the operating room from earlier was lit up until the people who were waiting with a heartbeat out there really could not stay still.

Lady Qian always prayed that Whuang and her son could be saved while Mr. Pein. He made promises to get his daughter back to them.

"I beg you, let us come together as one whole family."

Inner Lord Pein closed his eyes while hugging Madam Qian who could never calm down. Chiyo who was looking from the direction of the elevator there just silently stared at the worried faces of Madam Qian and Mr. Pein.

"Whuang! you better come back, a lot of lives have been killed at the hands of your husband just for fighting for your position."

Inner Chiyo who had always seen Whuang's life. He was envious of the woman because at times like this many people who care so much even love him.

Outside it looks thrilling but inside the operating room there. The medical team was already sweating out a bundle of water that housed the tiny red figure connected to his mother's umbilical cord.

"Hurry up and handle this!"

Doctor Andra carefully held the little guy's shoulder and even breathed they had to endure it. Slowly and very slowly so trained Doctor Andra pulled the little guy to the surface with an expert nurse who provided a soft towel to wipe him.

Dr. Dige monitored the monitor screen which showed the forced heartbeat from the electric shock of the medical machine.The line of the monitor screen was getting weaker making them so anxious.

"Doctor! his heart beat was so weak that a medical shock device could not support him anymore!" hiss The sister behind who was monitoring the anesthesia in Whuang's body.

Andra's doctor tried to calmly cut the baby's red umbilical cord and carried it to the top of the baby's carcass. He rubbed the little red man's back and cleaned the rest of the water on his nose. While Doctor Xiong sewed back Whuang's uterus that had been torn and several other layers.

"Cry!" murmured Doctor Andra did an injection into the delicate skin of the red baby. He continued to pat his back and lifted the tiny legs to do a medical massage so that the breathing of the successor to the Ryoto Clan began to walk slowly.

"Doctor!" panic nurse near the Whuang bangkar when she saw bleeding in the wound area. Doctor Andra is getting worse, he can't stay any longer now.

"Hurry now!! help Mother!" hiss Doctor Andra did fakfakuman into the little guy's mouth until slowly his tiny red fingers moved with skin not as pale as usual.

Ooeeeekk....

"Thank God!"

They were relieved to hear that shrill cry. Doctor Andra widened the smile behind her surgical mask then..

Leave the rest to the sisters who are trained to handle the baby. He turned to the Whuang carcass where the operating cloth was filled with blood.

"His heart rate's getting weaker. The ride also happened, I'm not sure I can..."

"Can! no one can't if you keep trying and praying." stressed Doctor Andra let out a long sigh began to take over the suture. He once again administered anesthesia to Whuang's abdomen and clamped down on the tiny tweezers to hold the bleeding around the woman's skin.

The sweat they were pouring made the working sisters queried. Their time is only a few minutes left if it is not finished then they are no longer able to save him.

"You should go back! think of your son and husband."

Inner Doctor Andra did as he could. He really tried to be with Doctor Taname and Dige who also gave up their abilities.

"T.no." muttered Dr. Taname when he found no more Whuang's pulse and their medical device also began to show the percentages down.

"S.lady!"

.........

The atmosphere tonight was very cold with the sky showing no joy. The wind that felt cold piercing the bone was completely disregarded by the figure of the man who had been staring at the empty floor before him flatly.

There are two members who have held a long-barreled type rifle brand Pindad.SS1 is an assault rifle that works with a gas work system. This model represents the adoption of the Belgian FNC rifle, with some changes. A long-stroke gas piston is placed over the barrel and connected to the cover carrier.

The barrel of SS1 is equipped with a beam reducer that will reduce the radiance of the fire and reduce the back beat. Shooting through the front and L-shaped pisir that can be set for a firing range of 250 and 400.

It is certain that in just one shot, this can immediately bring lives, however, Daychi requested that 2 experiments because he did not want everything to be in vain.

"Sergeants!"

Lirih the Ryoto members who participated in the execution this time. They stand in a circle of outer floors in the middle of a section of dead forest that is used to punish all the captives but this time Daychi is the pawn.

Fang and the others bowed in order to consider all of this. But still, Daychi just silently stepped his feet towards the damp floor.

"Sergeants! we beg you, we still need you." Fang said already thumping as the burly body passed through them just like that. The loud outside atmosphere only illuminated by lights on the right side of the floor makes a terrible dim atmosphere.

"Do your duty!" firmly Daychi was already standing in the middle of the roundabout. He faced directly at the two members who were trembling at his rifle, not daring to look at Daychi's handsome face.

"Sergeants! we're..."

"You want to fight me?!" daychi asked coldly to the silent Fang.

"Aren't you uncomfortable being a member of Ryoto? look at your fingers that have been lost for entering my Clan." Daychi sternly reawakened that hatred and anger.

The members looked at each other looking at their missing thumbs, not to mention the pentatoan tragedy that seemed to be covering them alive.

"You'll want to get it back, and now's the time!" daychi urged.

"We're not comfortable with your rules!"

Fang stared intently at the two silent Sniper members with his furious look at Daychi.

"You are always angry and unclear and then vent everything to us who do not know anything about your heart. Sarge! you're applying cruel rules and even cutting off ties with our family!"

"You..."

Fang wanted to support her but Daychi raised his hand so that no one would dispute anything here.

"Continue!" daychi wants to hear it.

"Something when we want to repay it. Our pain is decided from the family and sacrifice feelings, you make us living robots like we have no life of our own."

"Am I that cruel?" daychi's murmur pulled the corner of her small lips. It seemed that this decision was very correct, indirectly he also made up for his mistake.

"But we know all that you do so that we are not weak and betray you! Our thumbs are cut off and we are divorced from our family.You do it all because it is balanced with what we get. You always keep your promises. Sarge! not only that, you also guarantee the safety of our family without involving them in the mission of the Ryioto Clan." clearly they returned with steady eyes.

"So?"

"Please don't leave us!" they all bowed, making Fang quiet. All his life he had only seen this time there was love and love within this vicious Clan.

The whuang! do you know what the most precious gift you left here is now?

Fang smiled slightly and bowed to the members who were sincere about doing it.

"Don't leave us!" their words once again made Daychi feel warm. He sees the faces of friendship here.

"I'm not leaving the Clan I've been fighting for all this time! I no longer breathe, but I still have eyes and ears to see and listen to you! UNDERSTAND??"

"S..Sergeant!" lirih they were no longer able to refute when Daychi had positioned himself.

"Hurry now!"

"Good!"

The two members were aiming at Daychi's chest that stood firm without any trepidation at all. There was no fear in his mind seeing the tip of the rifle pointed at him.

"Now!" daychi's words were firm until the two members closed their eyes pulling the trigger simultaneously making a loud noise.

Dorrr.....

"Thank you!!!!!!"

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