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Chen Ling looked at the crowd, his eyes were moist.

This scene is too similar to what I have experienced.

They are all the people they protect, they have not forgotten the martyrs, they have not forgotten the soldiers, they remember the contributions of the soldiers to this country.

This made Chen Ling firmer in his belief.

The convoy entered the Martyrs Cemetery.

At this moment, in front of the tombstone in the cemetery, a white-haired old man stood quietly. His face was covered with wrinkles and his eyes were full of excitement.

His chest is full of medals, which is the best proof that he has ever fought for his country.

When the old man saw the convoy approaching slowly, his right hand trembling slightly while leaning on a cane, he murmured to himself: "I'm back, I'm finally back. I've been waiting for you for 60 years."

That year, they were all young men, carrying simple rifles, singing military songs, and went abroad to the battlefield, but two years later, he was the only brother in his class who came back.

He has been waiting for 60 years, and he is about to step into the grave. He has never dared to swallow that breath, and he just hopes that one day he can wait until his comrades come back.

Now, finally, his comrade-in-arms, his brother, is back.

"Come back, come back..."

The old man muttered to himself, two lines of hot tears poured out, crying like a child.

He originally thought that he would never be able to wait for the day when they came back. Yesterday, someone called him and told him that his former comrade-in-arms was going to come back...

He couldn't sleep all night, his mind was full of memories of his comrades, as if it happened yesterday.

"Squad leader, Xiao Zhang, Monkey, Big Fatty...you are finally back, I can visit you with peace of mind now..."

The car door opened, and the guards of honor came down one by one carrying the coffins.

Chen Ling followed and walked in front, standing in front of the monument.

Chief Zhao's voice sounded: "A promising nation cannot live without heroes, and a promising country cannot live without pioneers. We have gone through too many hardships and hardships, and we have never fallen. It is because we have these heroes and martyrs. Today The peace of the world is what they bought with their lives and blood!"

"Why do we like to look back at history?"

Chief Zhao's voice became louder.

"Because we need to inherit the spirit of heroes and martyrs, as long as the blood and spirit are still there, we will never fall!"

Chen Ling clenched his fists silently, and his belief in his heart became more firm!

And Chief Zhao's words reminded Chen Ling of the scene at the station... Of course, this is a minority, but it also shows that some people have indeed forgotten the past and the years of war.

Chief Zhao continued: "We must not forget that no matter how much time has passed, now the martyrs have returned home, the mountains and rivers are safe, and the heroes can rest in peace!"

The national anthem was played, and the audience was solemn.

The remains of the martyrs were placed in the Martyrs Cemetery, and their military souls finally rested here.

Gunshots were fired nine times.

This is a tribute!

For a long time, live in my heart!

Afterwards, Chen Ling and others worshiped the martyrs together with Chief Zhao, and finally returned to the military area together.

"Are your hands okay?"

Chief Zhao asked with concern when he saw Chen Ling's blood-stained hands.

"Report to the chief, it's okay." Chen Ling said.

Chief Zhao nodded and said, "You did a good job this time, and you didn't disappoint me."

Indeed, Chen Ling could be said to have contributed a lot.

First, in the shooting competition, he shot ten consecutive shots with the most perfect results. When the opponent challenged him again, it was he who made the opponent cry again.

During a fighting contest, beat the opponent in the most vicious and direct way to admit defeat on the spot!

Chief Zhao patted Chen Ling on the shoulder and said, "You must be very worried about Zhang Jin, don't worry, his operation was very successful, but it will definitely affect the future battles, but it will definitely be fine for self-care."

"He is still continuing treatment until he fully recovers, don't worry."

After hearing this, Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

According to Zhang Jin's injuries, even if he recovers completely, he will not be able to join the front-line combat troops. He can take care of himself and live an ordinary life. This is his last choice.

After returning to the Southwest Military Region, Chen Ling rested for one night, and went directly to the special forces selection site the next day. It had been almost three days since he left, and Hell Week was probably coming to an end.

At the training ground of the Dragon Tooth Special Brigade, Fan Xian, wearing a training uniform, yelled, "Hurry up, look at you, you are still elite, half of Hell Week is over, and half of you have been eliminated, bastards! Do you still want to be special forces? Are you worthy?" !"

Then, he said to Ma Shan: "It's been three days, are you still wearing the soul? Show them some sweetness!"

Ma Shan was taken aback, turned around in embarrassment, and immediately pulled the gun with his right hand.

Click, the safety is open.

Training rookies against the front, a burst of shooting.

Bang bang... gunshots rang out.

A series of soil splashed out on the ground, and a row of bomb craters burst out!

What the hell!

live ammunition!

It's really ruthless, when He Chen and others who were doing push-ups saw this, their faces changed drastically!

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The next moment, da da da...

Ma Shan turned his gun and pointed it directly at the heads of He Chen and the others.

Bullets whizzed and flew over everyone's foreheads!

Everyone just feels the scalp is chilly!

This is a live ammunition, if it is hit a little bit crookedly, and one hits, they will have no chance to find a place to cry.