Zhang Nan martyr's soul returned to his hometown to kill him or terrorist attack?

On the afternoon of July 26th, 20 15, Zhang Nan led Zhao Tuanjun and other soldiers to carry out physical training in the embassy. /kloc-at about 0/6, terrorists drove a bomb car to launch a suicide attack on the hotel where the embassy was located. With the deafening explosion, huge shock waves ripped off doors and windows, furniture and chandeliers, and glass fragments flew around like knife fragments. One of them cut Zhang Nan's carotid artery, and then the ceiling collapsed and hit Zhang Nan.

Just after the explosion, intensive gunfire rang out outside the building. Zhao Tuanjun and several other comrades were covered in blood. They struggled to stand up and lift the concrete slab on Zhang Nan, but Zhang Nan said anxiously, "Don't worry about me, get the gun and get ready for battle!"

Embassy staff and comrades-in-arms stripped him out of the ruins. At this time, Nan has become a bloody person, and blood is pouring out of her neck. One roll of tourniquet is soaked, and two rolls of tourniquet are still soaked. Many soldiers couldn't help crying when they carried Nan onto the stretcher. Zhao Tuanjun helped him hold down the wound with gauze, crying and saying, "Monitor Zhang, you must hold on. We agreed that seven people would come together and return home together ... "

On the ambulance, Zhang Nan waved to stop and said weakly to his comrades: "I may not be able to do it. Don't send so many people to see me off, leave more soldiers to defend the embassy. If I can't come back, please tell my parents that I didn't embarrass them ... "Two hours later, Zhang Nan, who was only 28 years old, died in disgrace after being rescued, and his youth was forever fixed in distant Somalia.