Fifteen hours. No rest, no pause — just a fading heartbeat caught between life and death. But beside that fragile breath stood warriors in green, steady hands and unwavering hope.

They stitched miracles into seconds, fought fear with courage, and held on when darkness tried to take everything.
This is more than endurance — it is love in uniform, the kind that stands firm when the world falls silent.

Because where others see the end, they see a reason to keep fighting.