I wrote the article for Wolf Pack Bar last year. I didn't know what to write at the time. I just wanted to deal with it because I was asked to do it...
The fan of Speed Machine has already written twice, so I don't want to write about him again. Then I thought of the cowboy, the man who impressed me deeply.
When I first saw the wolves, I was deeply touched by his death, and even thought about how he could die like this...
I thought he would stand up again after being shot, and I thought the captain and the others would take him away, but the battlefield is a battlefield, and mercenaries will never take unnecessary actions. In the end, he fell in the yellow sand and was covered up forever by the sandstorm. No one paid attention and no one went to collect his body.
He was a very good soldier, so I wrote this short story seriously to commemorate him.
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