Hearing the cheers from the audience, He Chenguang and others suddenly went blank.

They are all on the stage, and everyone in the audience is exclaiming for them.

Ah, so many people exclaimed for them!

They could calmly deal with the hail of bullets on the battlefield, but now, suddenly facing tens of thousands of spectators like this, they felt that their brains were not enough, and they froze for a while.

At this moment, Chen Jun lowered his voice and warned: "Don't lose the chain, we are here, we must act well, we are special forces, let them see our true demeanor."

Hearing this, everyone came back to their senses and nodded one after another. They came here to save face and not to lose face.

You are not afraid of life and death on the battlefield, but are you afraid of a performance?

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes became extremely firm, and when the music sounded, everyone started fighting with Chen Jun.

Immediately there was shouting and fist wind whistling on the stage.

At that moment, they didn't think of it as a performance, but a real training. Every movement was the same as usual training, without any concealment of strength, punching to the flesh, and fierce moves.

With the unfolding of these actions, the atmosphere of the scene became extremely intense, and the eyes of the audience became extremely serious and complicated. At first, they were incredulous, then shocked, and finally turned into interest.

It's fighting, they're really fighting!

There was no ambiguity in every movement, and they fought directly!

The more they looked down, the more shocked everyone's eyes became, and then, there was a burst of discussion from the audience.

"This is a real fighting technique."

"The tricks are deadly, they actually come for real, they are too strong, and the soldiers are so handsome."

"According to their strength, one can hit ten at random. It's much better than any Taekwondo. Movies don't dare to act like this. It's so exciting..."

At that moment, many star-chasers had already put down their idol signs and began to applaud the people on stage.

This is a real fight that they have never seen before.

Amazing!

At this moment, the general audience is full of this idea in their minds, and they are all very excited.

Under the stage, a major general looked at the people on the stage and nodded, "That's right, it's crisp and neat, it's really a soldier's demeanor."

Soon, a set of military grappling and fighting was over, and Chen Jun quickly led people to line up and salute.

"well……"

In the audience, everyone was clapping and cheering desperately.

Amidst the applause, the already excited host came up to speak, "It's so exciting, this is the most realistic fighting I've ever seen, even more exciting than the movie, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Everyone roared in unison, and the roar resounded throughout the venue, followed by another burst of intense applause.

The host said again: "The team performing for everyone is a secret team of ours. Because of the secrecy, we cannot reveal our identities. We use all our abilities to fight and kill the enemy. Only then can we have a peaceful environment..."

"Where there is danger, there are them. They perform missions, and they are all close to death. When we feel peaceful and quiet, they are carrying the burden for us and sacrifice silently. If they sacrifice, no one knows who it is ..."

"It is because of them that we have a beautiful life..."

The next moment, thunderous applause rang out again. Compared with those star performances, the applause lasted longer.

Everyone at the scene applauded vigorously, even the security guards and the lady sweeping the floor clapped vigorously.

Hearing the deafening applause, every hacker's face was filled with unspeakable pride, and the effort was worth it.

They have been recognized by everyone with their actions, which is their honor.

The performance is not famous, but to win this recognition, everything is worth it.

After thunderous applause, the host looked at Chen Jun and asked with a smile, "Do you have anything to say?"

As soon as the words were finished, the scene was quiet. Everyone didn't speak, but quietly looked at Chen Jun, looking at this soldier who made their blood boil with his actions.

Hearing this, Chen Jun looked at the audience below calmly. After a while, he said, "I'm not very good at talking, but there is a song that should be able to express my feelings."

"Using songs to express feelings is even more unique." The host continued with excitement, "Then sing it out, let's listen."

Chen Jun knew this song, which was not available in this world, so he sang it softly without thinking about it, "To tell the truth, I also miss home. The old mother at home has gray hair. In my heart, I also have love, and I often miss her in that dream..."

"You don't serve as a soldier, I don't serve as a soldier, who will defend our mother, who will defend her..."

Chen Jun's voice was hoarse and sad. He sang a cappella, but the sonorous and powerful voice of the soldier, with strong penetrating power, penetrated the hearts of countless people.

The moment they heard the singing, the soldiers in the audience stood up silently without knowing it, and many people's eyes were blurred.

I also miss home, miss my old mother at home...

The lyrics are so simple, but they express their aspirations, home, they really miss home too.

Everyone has a home, but for the soldiers, home is so far away that they can't even go back. Some people can't remember the last time they went home.

After entering the military camp, home is the farthest place for them.

Listen, listen, every soldier's heart has become extremely heavy, there is a country to have a family, if we don't come to stand guard, who will stand guard?

Every word in this song hits their weakest point and expresses their heartfelt feelings. Now it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival again. Every festival, I miss my relatives. On this day of reunion, who doesn’t want to be reunited with their families .

Home, they are all homesick, but reality, just like the song says, if they are not here, who will guard their mother and her in their hearts.

Gradually, the thoughts of the soldier with hazy eyes gradually drifted away...

Half a century ago, the great powers trampled on them, countless small homes were wiped out, and many relatives died. They saw pictures of horrible scenes. The streets of the past became streets ravaged by bombs. The corpses piled up on the streets and blood flowed into rivers. A poor three or four-year-old child was sitting on the street crying, and beside him was his mother's body, but no matter how much he cried, he could never wake up his mother...

There are horrible scenes everywhere. The reason is that the motherland is not strong enough, and because of this history, they voluntarily stepped onto the battlefield one by one, wearing military uniforms, and leaving their homes.

Then, behind them, there is a quiet peace, there is no if in history, no soldiers, there is no quiet and peace

……

Singing, go on.

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