Reborn with his cute dad to pick up trash at sea

It seems that the US aircraft carrier has not caused any more trouble.

Shen Changming's mind was completely focused on the sea.

Through the high-definition probe, you can clearly see the scene on the seabed.

Although the water had turned murky, the landscape was still visible.

On the wreckage of the plane, the word "" is still bright, as if telling of the former glory and honor.

Inside the cab, the neatly arranged skeletons were heartbreaking.

His head was facing the direction of the motherland, as if he was silently watching and waiting for something.

Shen Changming clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes.

His heart was filled with grief and reverence.

The officers and soldiers around also had solemn expressions. Some of them could not even control their emotions, with tears streaming down their cheeks.

This scene is heartbreaking, but it also reminds people of the responsibility and obligation on their shoulders, as well as sacrifice and glory.

At the moment of hoisting, Shen Changming shouted: "Sing a salute to welcome the hero home!"

As his voice fell, the highest standard of twenty-one-gun salute sounded.

The shocking sound was like rolling thunder, echoing for a long time above the sea, as if it was a tragic symphony played between heaven and earth, expressing deep respect and remembrance for the heroic martyr.

Every gunshot is filled with endless grief and respect, like heavy hearts, paying the highest salute to the hero who sacrificed his life for the country.

The sound of the salute was like a powerful shock wave, startling the nearby seabirds and causing them to flap their wings and fly high. Even the aircraft carriers in the distance were affected by the vibration.

At this moment, all the officers and soldiers of the Chinese country stood in neat rows. They solemnly took off their military caps and saluted the heroes.

A whole hour passed, and no one was willing to put down their hands. Tears were glistening in everyone's eyes, and an unspeakable sorrow was welling up in their hearts.

Li Yue stood quietly among the crowd, her heart filled with sadness, yet at the same time, she felt her blood boiling.

At this moment, she deeply felt the greatness of the motherland and the glory of the soldiers. This is our motherland, and these are our soldiers! They guard this land and defend the dignity of the country with firm beliefs and fearless courage.

Until the wreckage of the plane slowly surfaced, everyone couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shen Changming stretched out his trembling hands and carefully wiped the mud on the shield, fearing to wake up the sleeping hero.

He whispered, "Old comrade, I'm here to take you home!"

Shen Changming's flagship was sailing steadily in the front, the fleet groups were closely guarding on both sides, and the aircraft carrier formation was silently escorting in the rear, like an indestructible Great Wall of Steel.

On the aircraft carrier Akerdo in the distance, Captain Willy Boya witnessed this touching scene through a telescope and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Oh my God, this really stirred up a huge hornet's nest..."

Two days later, at the largest port in Guangzhou, all the ships in the port were lined up neatly and orderly on both sides, and the brand new and bright national flags fluttered in the wind, as if cheering for the return of the heroes!

The roads were crowded with people, all of them were citizens who had received the news in the past two days and had spontaneously organized themselves to come and welcome the heroes.

The crowd was bustling around the spacious pier, but there was no noise. Everyone was holding a bright national flag and wearing white velvet flowers on their arms. The children were holding yellow and white chrysanthemums in their hands, with solemn and dignified expressions.

At the front of the crowd, there was a figure that was particularly eye-catching. It was the eight-year-old boy left behind by the hero, who has now grown into a heroic soldier.

He was dressed in a neat military uniform, his face showing determination and courage.

However, when he saw the scene before him, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

He tightly supported his equally grief-stricken, white-haired mother, and they stood quietly on the shore together.

"Mom, Dad is finally coming back..."

The young officer spoke softly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Yes, he's finally home." The mother stroked the back of her son's hand, tears glistening in her eyes.

At this moment, a burst of exciting music resounded throughout the port.

There were twenty-one gun salutes, each one of which seemed to strike at people's hearts, shocking them.

Accompanied by the sound of salutes, the eight officers carrying the coffin slowly walked down the steps with firm and heavy steps. They lifted the coffin carefully, for fear of awakening the sleeping hero's spirit.

Following the officers' footsteps, the crowd began to move.

Everyone followed the coffin silently, walking towards the shore step by step.

Everyone's eyes were filled with respect and nostalgia.

Shen Changming walked in the front, holding a military photo of the hero when he was young. The man in the photo looked heroic and high-spirited.

I still remember your black hair back then, but now all I see is your bones!

Such a portrayal makes people burst into tears.

When the hero's son walked towards the crowd, his eyes were full of determination and sadness.

He straightened his body and gave Shen Changming a standard military salute.

Then, he slowly took his father's photo from Shen Changming, and tears instantly welled up in his eyes.

"Dad, welcome home!"

At this moment, he was no longer a soldier, but a child who lost his father.

The hearse had already been prepared, and the hero's body would be properly placed in it according to the highest standards.

Accompanied by the low and solemn sound of funeral music, the hearse slowly drove out of the port and moved towards the distance.

Everyone watched this scene silently, their hearts filled with respect and grief for the hero.

Li Yue, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She knew that the hero had finally returned to the embrace of his motherland and to his hometown that he had always longed for.

This is a touching moment and the best consolation to the heroes.