Why so blue?

Okay so this just kinda happened sorry in advance

"For the down bringing of Trujillo!" Me, and the three other rebels shout as we hope off the aircraft guns in hand. We were dropped off on an island to attempt to dethrone the murderer that calls himself a great leader. The mission was risky, we all knew there was a good chance we wouldn't make it out of this alive. That was sent in stone when the aerial attacks begun.
Bombs where being deployed above our heads, and the only logical this was to run, so me and my other comrades did exactly that.
"Look, over there, a building just past the grass!" One of the men to my right shouts. Our commanding officer orders us to go and take cover in it, so we ran. Just when we were halfway there, not even thirty feet away, I hear an unfamiliar voice shout out.
"Get down son! Get down!"
I look in the direction of where it was coming from. A lovely voice from a beautiful woman with short black slick hair tied up, and gorgeous eyes. Ones of which are watering up.
'Son?' I think. Is she talking to me? She's looking right at me, but why would she be yelling at me? Before I could take another step towards her and the building, there's a sharp pain square in my back. 'I've been shot!' My mind screams. That's when I understood her words, her warning. The pain being too much, I fall to the debri covered ground where blood and grass awaits me. My head is already spinning from the blood loss, that's how I know I'm done for, it's all happening too fast.
I saw this coming. I knew this is how it would end for me, I'm a rebel after all, and anyone who's a rebel, Trujillo has stabbed or shot in the back. But I can't die here. I need answers, are we going to push Trujillo out of power? Will these bombings show people he's truly not a good ruler? Did I help the rebellion in any way? Is my family going to be okay?
I'm pulled out of my thoughts as my eyes land on the woman who yelled out to me. She's crying, her hands are covering her mouth, she looks like she's just seen the most cruelest thing in existence. Her expression changes to one I know all too well. She thinks she's failed. I need to thank her for trying to save me, tell her it's alright. I try opening my mouth to tell her, but nothing happens, no words come out, my mouth doesn't even move.
'No! Please! I need to thank her, she needs to know how much those five words meant, she needs to know!' I scream but nothing comes out. But I know it's too late.
Closing my eyes and trying one more time, I whisper. "Thank you. I shall be your guardian angel forever more. Bless you."
Everything then fades out.