I built an armada.

Chapter 491: The mountains and rivers are safe, heroes should return home

In fact, as early as half a month ago, the Longxia tribe sent a relevant working group to the Baixiang tribe to identify and review the remains of the martyrs and other matters.

These vehicles were parked neatly beside the Kunpeng 6 aircraft. The doors were opened and the honor guards carried the coffins down one by one and placed them on the platform prepared on the spot.

The leader of the working group stepped forward to perform the handover ceremony.

“A total of 836 remains were found this time!”

"Everyone is here, and everyone's identity has been confirmed. There is no problem at all."

The person in charge who came to pick them up shook hands with the team leader and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"this is what we are supposed to do."

The team leader looked at the neatly arranged coffins and said affectionately, "They are all heroes who deserve our eternal remembrance!"

"That's right. Now that we are strong enough, heroes cannot rest in a foreign land forever. We should bring them back to share the prosperity and prosperity of the tribe with us."

The person in charge nodded and said with great emotion.

Next, a grand handover ceremony was held, and the ambassador personally covered the coffins of the martyrs with totem flags, which was so affectionate and solemn.

After everything was ready, the honor guard soldiers boarded the special plane.

Watching the last coffin being loaded onto the special plane, the person in charge looked at his watch.

The person in charge turned his head and looked at his deputy beside him, and asked, "Is the Iron Monkey Tribe almost done as well?"

"Yes. They are proceeding simultaneously with us." The deputy said immediately.

The person in charge nodded slightly, then looked at the team leader and said, "The rest is up to you. Let's take them home first!"

After saying goodbye to the team leader, the person in charge boarded the special plane.

Three Kunpeng 6 transport planes took off from the airport one after another and flew towards the sky.

at the same time.

The relevant military bases in the west and southwest of the Longxia tribe have made preparations to welcome the attack.

As several Kunpeng 6s approached the border, several Su-27 aircraft formations took off from two bases that had been waiting for a long time.

A formation of Su-27 aircraft arrived over the two border checkpoints and successfully reunited with Kunpeng 6.

"Two Su-27 aircraft from our unit have been ordered to escort you and welcome the hero home."

"Our ancestors sacrificed their lives to ensure the safety of our country and our people. Salute to the heroes!"

In the air, two Su-27 aircraft were guarding the special plane on both sides, one on the left and one on the right, like bodyguards, escorting the special plane as it flew forward.

They escorted us all the way until we arrived at the relevant airports in Beijing.

There were already crowds of people outside the Beijing airport.

The streets were packed with people, and countless people were holding up banners that read "Welcome Home Heroes", waving totem flags in their hands, and waiting there quietly.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

"Look! Our hero is back!"

Everyone looked up in the direction of the sound, and saw several black spots at the end of their sight, enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, people could see clearly that there were several planes flying towards them.

"Welcome back!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of warm cheers at the scene.

At 02:7 am on July 28, 9, Blue Star, the hero who was buried in a foreign land returned home in glory!

There are still 12 hours before the hero's remains are returned to the country, and countless people are squatting in front of their TVs as usual.

In the evening news of Longxia tribe, two hosts appeared on the TV screen in elegant clothes.

"Good evening, audience friends. The second friendly visit of the Navy was successfully concluded some time ago, and a unanimous agreement was reached with the tribes in the Dongzhou Sea area..."

What was actually the situation at the time was that they more or less obtained some information through online platforms and other channels.

The people naturally understood what he meant, and it was obvious that they had reached a consensus.

Each of their faces was filled with pride; the tribe had grown strong, and other tribes bowed their heads, and there was no need to envy them anymore.

In the past, I envied these tribes for being able to do those things without restraint, but now the Longxia tribe can do the same.

As Longxia people, they feel deeply proud and honored.

"The White Elephant Tribe and the Iron Monkey Tribe have reached an agreement with us. Tomorrow morning, we will take back the remains of the heroes buried in a foreign land!"

"Back then, in order to defend the dignity of our tribe and the integrity of its territory, our hero fought hard and died heroically. His soul returned to his homeland, but his body remained in a foreign country..."

"…Tomorrow we will welcome back the first batch of 956 heroic remains…"

The people in front of the TV were silent, with extremely complicated emotions, so much so that they had no mood to watch the subsequent news.

At this moment, most people have only one thought in their minds: the heroes who are about to return to their hometown.

Longxia Tribe, a residential area in Chengdu.

On the balcony of a house, there is a rattan lounge chair. An elderly man is lying comfortably on it, fanning himself gently with a palm-leaf fan, enjoying the coolness of the evening.

The old man is blind in one eye, and one of his ears has permanent hearing damage and can no longer hear, while the other one can only be heard with a hearing aid.

He vaguely heard the news being broadcast on TV, but he could not make out any of the content.

Everyday he listens to his grandson talk about the main points of the news.

"Xiao Le, what's the news saying?"

The old man turned his head and asked loudly into the house.

"Grandpa, the news says a hero is coming back tomorrow morning."

Grandson Xiaole hurriedly responded loudly.

"What?"

The old man asked doubtfully.

Xiao Le quickly ran to the old man, squatted down, and repeated what he had just said into his ear.

Hearing that the hero was going home, the old man sat up straight in his chair.

"Where did you come back from?"

Xiao Le hurriedly said, "Grandpa, the news said it was from the White Elephant Tribe and the Iron Monkey Tribe."

Hearing this, the old man was obviously stunned.

"Are you sure the White Elephant Tribe is also here?" the old man hurriedly confirmed.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

After receiving an affirmative answer from his grandson, the old man's intact eye suddenly turned red, and tears glistened in his eye sockets.

"Squad leader, my squad leader!"

The old man cried out in great sorrow, and finally his tears could no longer be held back and flowed down.

Xiao Le's face was full of surprise: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." He was so panicked that he almost called his parents to come back.

The old man held his grandson's hand tightly, wiped his tears with his other hand, and then began to explain.

"Back then, my unit participated in that war..."

"During a battle, my squad leader died to save me. I feel so sorry for my old squad leader!"

As he spoke, the old man lifted up his shirt, revealing the scars on his body. They were extremely glaring and deep.

These scars are like military medals firmly engraved on his body. This is the greatest honor for a soldier!
"Later, I returned with the troops and saved my life. But my squad leader was buried forever in a foreign country for so many years."

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, tears streaming down his face, crying like a naughty boy.

Xiaole was so moved that his eyes turned red. He quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, they will definitely come back."

Similar scenes are played out all over the Longxia tribe.

When the old soldiers who came back alive from the battlefield heard the news, tears flowed freely. They were all very excited and deeply moved.

Many veterans who lived closer to the capital spontaneously organized themselves and prepared to go to the airport the next day to welcome the returning heroes.

The Tiexue Forum is no longer as lively as before.

In fact, the number of netizens did not decrease, but increased instead. It was just that they all chose to remain silent, and their mood became very heavy.

On the forum's homepage, there is a tribal totem flag hanging.

A banner with the words "The country is safe, the heroes have returned home" was hung in the middle, which was particularly eye-catching.

There was a long silence before someone spoke.

"The mountains and rivers are safe, and the heroes have returned home! They are the true heroes who defended our tribe, and they deserve to be remembered by everyone!"

“It is precisely because of the sacrifices of our ancestors that we have today’s prosperity and stability, and today’s international status.”

"My grandfather also died there. I believe he will come back, because we are no longer afraid of any tribe. We can welcome back those heroes!"

"Those upstairs, pay tribute to your grandfather and our great hero!"

"pay tribute!"

A series of salutes were typed out, as if they were playing a relay.

Time passed quickly and quietly, and the next morning, there was a crowd of people outside the Beijing airport.

They all arrived here before dawn, quietly waiting for that crucial moment to come.

The roads outside the airport were lined with people, including many elderly people, who came to welcome the heroes home.

"Don't push, brother, don't push, or I'll run to the middle."

"I'm here to welcome the heroes, too. Don't push me. I'm already far enough ahead, and you're almost squeezing me into a meat pie."

"Brother, please make way. I am an old man here, and I am here to greet my comrades, brother."

"Didn't you see that brother? No, girl, don't step on my feet. I can't raise my feet for you."

"Hey, move aside, just a little..."

Suddenly, the crowd, which had been noisy due to the crowd, suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was confused and looked at each other, wondering why they suddenly stopped talking. Then someone noticed a group of older people in old military uniforms walking towards them.

The crowd automatically made way for a path. Even though it was already very crowded, they did not complain at all. Instead, they looked solemn with admiration in their eyes.

Because they saw that some of these veterans were missing limbs, and even with the help of crutches or other tools, they walked exceptionally upright and unwaveringly!

Many people's eyes were red, and some people who were easily tearful even had tears streaming down their cheeks.

They knew very well that these veterans were heroes who had participated in the war that year, and they came to greet their comrades.

Some people have already died in a foreign country, and those who returned alive are already old.

They are all the cutest people and the most respectable people!

Suddenly, someone shouted.

"Salute to the hero!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at these living heroes with respect, and many people saluted!
This group of veterans who rushed over marched in neat steps, passed through the crowd passage without any obstacles, and headed towards the airport.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, with the words "They are back", warm cheers broke out at the scene. They gradually saw clearly that several Kunpeng 6s were flying from afar and flying quickly towards the airport.

Suddenly, the scene erupted in extremely warm cheers.

Inside Beijing Airport.

Under the escort of the Su-27 aircraft, Kunpeng 6 entered the landing route.

The tower commander immediately said: "Hurry, they are here, get ready to welcome them."

All staff members immediately started their intensive work, guiding the fighter jets to pass through the field and guiding Kunpeng 6 to the landing runway.

At this time, the voice of the Kunpeng 6 pilot was heard in the communication channel in the tower.

"Reporting to the tower, our unit has been ordered to retrieve the hero and is now requesting to approach and land."

The tower commander immediately said: "Welcome back, heroes! The country is safe, the country is rich and the army is strong. We welcome the heroes home with great respect!"

Soon, several Kunpeng 6s slowly landed on the airport runway. They passed through the "water gate" that represented the highest etiquette and taxied towards the parking area.

The journalist who was giving commentary at the airport was so excited that tears flowed down his face uncontrollably and his voice was trembling.

"Dear audience friends, I am as excited as you are at this moment. Our hero has returned to the embrace of the motherland on the Kunpeng 6 transport plane."

"They shed their youth and blood to defend the integrity of the country. Today we welcome their return with the highest etiquette..."

The general public who had been watching TV cheered enthusiastically after seeing this scene. They were also extremely moved and believed that this was what a prosperous and powerful Longxia should do!

Those veterans who were too far away from the capital had no way to be present to welcome the guests in person, but when they saw the honor guards slowly walking down Kunpeng 6 with the hero's coffin in their arms, they could not help but shed tears.

The host spoke again: "... With flags as their canopy, military aircraft as their driving force, fighter planes as their guard, and honor guards as their companions, the motherland has given the heroes the highest courtesy and welcomed their souls back to their homeland..."

It wasn't long before the coffins covered with totemic flags were loaded onto military vehicles.

When the military vehicle started, a convoy of mounted police officers guarded on both sides of the vehicle. The leading part of the convoy was also a convoy of mounted police officers. They led the way, left the airport and headed for the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Along the way, the crowds on both sides of the road kept their eyes on the military vehicles. When the mounted police convoy came over, the silent people stood up straight unconsciously and saluted subconsciously!

The cemetery was filled with chrysanthemums, which was extremely solemn and dignified. A banner read: "Welcome back, our hero!"

As the convoy entered the road to the Martyrs' Cemetery, the crowd burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Welcome home hero!"

"The country is prosperous and the people are strong, and the mountains and rivers are safe!"

Everyone waved the totem flags and flowers in their hands, welcoming the returning heroes in their own way.

Many people shed tears.

"He was a tough guy when he went to war, but now he has returned as a ghost."

"Ancestors, we bring you back. Now this prosperous era is as you wish. Your spirit will live forever!"

At this moment, not only the people at the scene, but even the audience in front of the TV were in tears and extremely excited!
(End of this chapter)