C309 I Can't Save Him!

On the sixth day, the shell in Jiang Fann's hand still didn't fall down.

But at this time, he had already closed his eyes, and his breathing had become somewhat weak.

Even when the instructor below called his name, there was no response.

But even so, his hands were still tightly gripping onto the bullet shell.

It was like a life-saving straw.

At this time