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Chapter 133: Guopingjiaan

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The private flight arranged by Mary soon stopped at the border city’s international airport. At this time, the entire border city airport had already been surrounded by a group of heavily armed soldiers. After receiving news of Jiang Minghao’s return, Long Zhiwen wished to take the entire border city. All of the soldiers were taken, as if trying to capture these lawless boys.

"哐·······"

With the sound of the cabin door opening, Jiang Minghao's eyes saw Long Zhiwen standing at the forefront for the first time. His dark and determined face was still full of anger, but Jiang Minghao passed through Long Zhiwen's eyes. , Can clearly know that Long Commander's heart is more joyful.

"Go in step..."

A shocking word suddenly came from the cabin. The soldiers of the secret service company carried two stretchers, one after the other, stepping on the first step neatly, step by step, step by step off the pedal, and lying on the stretcher. Yes, it is the man with the national flag and Li Yuhui's body.

Wei Debing pushed Jiang Minghao and followed Wu Tian closely. Long Zhiwen, who was not far away, saw the group of soldiers in his military area fighting like this, and knew that something had happened. The corners of his eyes began to tremble crazily. , Looking for anxiously, checking every soldier, and I don’t know whether it’s because of the excessive force in the eyes or because of grief. The eyes of the tough veteran who has killed countless enemies and has never been bent over when facing the enemy’s bayonet and gunfire are wet. In Zhiwen's heart, every soldier in the border town was his child, watching his child stand and walk out, lie down and bring it back, how could he not make his father feel heartbroken.

"salute······"

Long Zhiwen suddenly choked up and yelled with that hoarse voice. All the soldiers behind him seemed to be machines that received instructions. Following Long Zhiwen's slogan, they slowly raised their right hands. The neat and solemn military salute seemed to have a wave. The vastness of the air made the atmosphere of the entire airport instantly chill, and shocked the staff around the airport in a cold sweat and shivering.

Under this solemn military salute, Zheng Yong took the lead and walked in the direction of Long Zhiwen step by step. The sound of their army boots colliding with the ground neatly was like a drum of war resounding through the world, sending off these two heroic souls.

"Leading..."

When Zheng Yong came to Long Zhiwen, he immediately ordered to stop, tears in his eyes, and fiercely raised his right hand, paying a solemn military salute to Long Zhiwen:

"Report to Comrade Commander, the spy company should have twelve people. In fact, there are twelve people. The assembly is complete. Please instruct."

In their hearts, Li Yuhui is still alive, so he counts Li Yuhui, but Zheng Yong’s right hand and the right hands of his comrades in the Border City Military Region are still holding up, as if they are green pines standing upright, each of them There were tears in her eye sockets, but she was struggling not to let the tears flow down. The majestic and cold momentum in front of her made Mary, who was standing at the end, feel her calf trembling, almost without falling. inverted.

At this moment, a string of clear and urgent footsteps interrupted the dull atmosphere, and from a distance, I saw a middle-aged man in military uniform walking towards this way, the star on his shoulder shining in the sun, emitting With the military's majesty and dignity, behind him was still a guard with live ammunition. Long Zhiwen recognized this person at a glance. It was Li Yuhui's uncle Li Jing, the head of the Li family who once entrusted the future of the Li family to Li Yuhui. people.

But Jiang Minghao noticed that the other middle-aged man behind Li Jing was even somewhat similar to Li Yuhui. His face was more indifferent, perhaps because he was used to seeing death and parting. He was used to it. Pain, this man is Li Yuhui’s father. Back then, it was the same scene. He took away the body of his eldest son Li Yulong. Today, he came to take away his only child again. This middle-aged man’s haggard face was already Without life, it seemed that his life and hope had already passed away with Li Yuhui.

Jiang Minghao motioned to Wei Debing to hug the tiger on his lap. He flipped the switch gently, and the wheelchair slowly moved in the direction of Li Jing, because Jiang Minghao knew very well in his heart that if it were not for him, Li Yuhui would not go this way. Water will not go to Goose Country, let alone die because of it. He walked towards Li Jing, hoping that these elders would vent all their grievances on him. Perhaps this way, Jiang Minghao’s heart would feel better, he even felt He is a lone star of the evil god, as long as the people around him will die because of himself, he really no longer wants to see his relatives and brothers leave.

"Wow..."

When Jiang Minghao was less than 20 meters away from Li Jing, the sound of a bolt pulling interrupted Jiang Minghao’s thoughts. The guards behind Li Jing raised their weapons and aimed at Jiang Minghao with live ammunition, as if telling He, don't get closer.

Looking at the muzzle of the black holes in front of him, Jiang Minghao's wheelchair only paused for a while, and then continued to move forward, ignoring the hand that had been loaded, and pointing at the weapon that could kill him at any time.

"Stop, don't move forward, or we will shoot."

This time, Jiang Minghao's wheelchair didn't even pause, and he continued to drive forward, turning a deaf ear to the warnings of these people, but there was a violent murderous spirit in his eyes, which was not at all due to his body. Paralyzed and weakened, this momentum seemed to have evacuated the air in the entire airport, pressing the soldiers aiming their guns to have difficulty breathing, and even felt that their heart was about to jump to the eyes of their throats.

But out of military duty, they still issued a warning again:

"Stop, don't go any further, otherwise we will be shot on the spot."

Jiang Minghao still did not speak, his right index finger was still placed on the push button of the wheelchair to move forward, but this time, there was a kind of courage to death in his eyes, as if it was a fire longing for rebirth. Feng, everyone watching this tense scene was sweating for Jiang Minghao. Under such circumstances, the guards behind Li Jing could completely kill Jiang Minghao on the spot on the grounds of threatening the safety of the chief.

But among the people present, one of them was completely conquered by Jiang Minghao’s unrelenting aura. This person was Li Yuhui’s uncle Li Jing. He suddenly laughed and waved his hand to the guard behind him to put the gun away, raising his hands. The general demeanor, as if he were born to be a leader, the generals' grandeur and grandeur were vividly displayed.

"Haha, well, what a hero's offspring, worthy of being the son of a cheetah, brave and courageous, Xiaohui can have a brother like you, it's worth it."

When Jiang Minghao, who had a strong face, heard Li Jing's words "hero offspring" and "cheetah", he was taken aback for a moment, with a trace of daze on his face. He actually stopped the moving wheelchair and felt his chest look like He was hit by a boulder and he couldn't breathe in pain.

Li Jing looked at Jiang Minghao's expression and sudden movements, and was a little puzzled. This child could be so firm in the face of life and death, even out of life and death. But why did he react like this when he mentioned the cheetah? He sighed secretly and said to himself: "It is the motherland who owes them too much to the Jiang family!"

In front of all the soldiers in the border town, Li Jing actually took his steps and walked towards Jiang Minghao who killed his nephew, and patted Jiang Minghao on the shoulder with that generous right hand to comfort him:

"It is the honor of the motherland to have soldiers like you in the Long Kingdom. If every soldier in the Long Kingdom can be like you, who would dare to commit crimes against China and deceive no one in the Long Kingdom?"

Li Jing’s voice was like waves of thunder resounding through the world, smashing into the hearts of all the soldiers present, making each of them boil with blood, and each soldier exuded the unique majesty and aura of a soldier. They were not far away. Why are you here as a soldier? What did they put on military uniforms after leaving their parents, wives and children behind? What do they do for giving up the easy life and picking up guns? Isn't it to defend the motherland, or to defend the homeland, or to give all the hostiles a warning: Those who dare to offend China will be punishable even if they are far away

Seeing Jiang Minghao didn't speak, Li Jing pressed his own voice, choked up and continued:

"Jiang Minghao, I want to thank you, thank you for letting Xiaohui grow up, thank you for bringing Xiaohui into a real soldier, even if he is dead, but at least he was killed in battle. I didn’t lie down and live. Xiaohui is the pride of the soldiers, and even the pride of my Li family, so I don’t blame you."

Perhaps at the same time, everyone saw Jiang Minghao and Li Jingying with their old tears rolling out of their eyes, and Jiang Minghao finally couldn't help crying.

The man has tears and does not flick it lightly, but before he reaches the point of sadness, Jiang Minghao’s tears contain too much pain and grievance. His cries seem to be appealing to God, perhaps because of Jiang Minghao’s cries. When he woke up, Li Yuhui's father suddenly came over, hugged Jiang Minghao in the wheelchair, and started crying.

He was crying and comforting: "My child, stop crying. I don't blame you. Xiaohui has admired his brother since he was a child. I think Xiaohui has got what he wants."

"Well, what does it look like crying?" Li Jing on the side wiped his tears and said: "Let's take Xiaohui home. He is the pride of my Li family."

Perhaps because of Li Jing’s scolding, Li Yuhui’s father actually stopped crying. He helped Jiang Minghao gently wipe away the tears on his face, as if he was stroking his own child, making Jiang Minghao’s heart feel a while again. Sorrowful, he directly said:

"Uncle, from now on, I will be your son and you will be my father."

Jiang Minghao's voice was very soft, but it had strong penetrating power. It penetrated the eardrums of everyone present, and the brother of the spy company who was holding a stretcher not far away suddenly said in unison:

"Uncle, and us, we will all be your son in the future, and you will also be our father."

This time, Li Yuhui's father finally did not hold back anymore, tears rolled out of his eyes again, but there was a little more joy and relief, he nodded desperately and said:

"Okay, okay, Xiaohui has your brothers, it's not in vain, he is worthy of this soldier."

At this time, the people and staff standing outside the airport watching, whether men, women or children, were moved by the life and death separation of the soldiers, all of them like tears, I don't know who they are, suddenly shouted:

"Well, we have such a bloody soldier in Long Country, with such a firm patron saint, why worry about the country's injustice and the family's unrest?"

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