Great Power Army Reclamation

The New Year in Junken City is always as lively as ever. At least the fireworks that bloom all night make the people in neighboring countries very envious. This thing is also available in their country now, but the price is very high. Anyone who dares to do this is basically It's at the rich level.

This year Ma Rong also allocated part of the funds to organize a large-scale fireworks party for Junken City. Of course, this party did not have a talent show, but was purely a fireworks show.

Although it is usually very beautiful when people put it up by themselves, there are two different concepts between setting it off collectively and letting people put it out casually.

The setting off location was chosen at Junken Square, and just setting off the fireworks took me a long time. There are many requirements for concentrated burning, and each group has order and time requirements.

The fireworks set off in this way will have a sense of layering and shape. Otherwise, if you look at the fireworks set off in front of Tiananmen Square, it’s not that the fireworks are better than those outside, but that the lighting time is strictly regulated.

The people responsible for setting off the fireworks were the public security officers. A total of fifty people were selected, each responsible for his own part.

When it was finally half past ten and it was completely dark, Ma Rong gave an order. The bright fireworks began to soar into the sky. 1. Start to amplify the fireworks. I hear a puff and see the fireworks rising slowly like living dragons and then blooming in the sky.

Fireworks are like blooming flowers blooming over the city, and like stars all over the sky lighting up the night sky; like bright eyes twinkling; like cute children showing their smiling faces.

Suddenly they look like leaves of a money tree, extremely beautiful, and then only colorful fireflies fall from the sky. It's like the petals accidentally dropped by the fairy in the sky.

When an inconspicuous little fire exploded in mid-air, it immediately transformed into a big green umbrella spinning in the night sky.

Before the umbrella completely disappeared, another brilliant golden chrysanthemum jumped into the sky. It was like an aloof fairy, surrounded by gorgeous and bright gold, dancing in front of the attention of thousands of people. The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky, and the scattered golden light made the night sky so dazzling.

Look, a big red fireball rose in the gray sky. With a bang, the fireball bloomed and dispersed into small red dots and disappeared into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, another golden rocket rose, and with a pop, a golden chrysanthemum bloomed in the sky. The chrysanthemum did not bloom in the sky for long before it turned into small meteors and fell down, drawing a golden line in the sky. line. Only a few remaining stars refused to leave, and finally disappeared slowly.

Everyone looked at all this crazily, and their hearts were extremely shocked. We all know that fireworks are beautiful, just light them with fire. Who would have thought that collective fire could have such an effect!

Ye Wancheng and a group of other old comrades were invited to the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel, which is next to the Junken Plaza. Because the location is relatively high, the view is clearer than below.

"My dear, these are not fireworks, they are just blooming flowers!" Comrade Lao Zhao, who has always been more serious, couldn't help but click his tongue.

Liu Qinghua, on the other hand, had a hint of complaint on his face: "Do you know how much this costs? These losers!"

Ma Quanyi didn't take it seriously: "Will it be hundreds of thousands soon? We can afford it, and it won't have much impact if we release the army to reclaim the city every day!"

Mei Hua glanced at him: "You, Grandet, are willing to cut off your flesh, right?" Everyone laughed together.

Ye Feng and a group of juniors were crowded at the front of the crowd. In fact, there was a warning circle in the square at this time, marking a safe zone.

But no warning circle can stop these guys? At this time, Ye Feng and Yang Wei had already squeezed into the fireworks display area and were discussing with others how many they should light.

But Ye Mao and the others couldn't squeeze in like their elder brother. They had no choice but to stamp their feet and complain regretfully because they were not old enough.

This fireworks feast lasted for three hours. As the last firework was extinguished, the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Yang Yulin sniffed, closed his eyes and sighed: "It smells so familiar!"

Zhao Dengxuan echoed: "Yes, we have smelled this smell of gunpowder smoke before. It seems to have been in the last century."

Wu Tianming, who was sitting in a wheelchair, smiled proudly: "The motherland is strong, where is the smoke of gunpowder? No one is stupid enough to seek self-destruction!"

"We still have to hold such a party! We must hold it every year!" Ye Wancheng made the final decision.

Liu Qinghua sighed helplessly: "A group of prodigals released dozens of cars in three hours. And you are still inciting them."

Comrade Zhao waved his fist: "Victory always needs to be celebrated, otherwise what would we be fighting for all our lives? Isn't it just to let the children have a happy life?"

Ma Rong and Zhao Linger, who were standing aside, remained silent and looked at the old comrades.

Although they are still trying to straighten their waists, overdraft in their youth and harsh natural conditions have made many people stooped.

If they take off their military uniforms, the stooped waists and rough skin of these old comrades will look like a group of farmers who have worked hard all their lives. But this group of people, using shovels and hoes, dug out a military reclamation city and a Northern Xinjiang Corps.

Both of their eyes were a little moist, but at this moment, they couldn't find the right words to express themselves. The two of them stood at attention at the same time and saluted the old comrades with a standard military salute!

The gunpowder smoke dissipated, and the sky above Junken City temporarily returned to tranquility. Only the faint smell of gunpowder smoke told of the prosperity just now.

However, this tranquility was only temporary. Within half an hour, the entire sky above Junken City began to be shrouded in brilliance again.

Although not as magnificent as before, there are so many of them, and they bloom everywhere. Even the stars in the sky instantly lose their brilliance and become small bright spots that are about to be extinguished by the fireworks.

The old comrades had the New Year's Eve dinner at the Peninsula Hotel, which was originally a treat from the city. But the hotel firmly disagreed, and instead turned them into hosts and prepared a luxurious feast.

In fact, this was really not Ye Yuze's idea, but the hotel manager's decision.

The hotel manager is also from Junken City, the panda’s mother, Xiong Aihua. She originally married and went to Urumqi to work in the hotel industry. Later, she got divorced and returned to Junken City. She started as a waitress at the Peninsula Hotel and eventually became the general manager.

Although Junkencheng Enterprise will take care of its own people, becoming a leader depends entirely on ability. After all, it is not a family business, so it is up to you to decide where you want to be.

Xiong Aihua can endure hardships and is very proficient in business. You must know that Peninsula Hotel is a joint venture, and Ye Yuze has no management rights. Naturally, he can become the general manager all by himself.

At this time, she was holding a wine glass and toasting to the old comrades one by one. For her children, the old comrades naturally gave her face and clinked glasses with her one after another.