Chapter 2442 The military call is still loud

In the sky, the roar gradually became louder, and the people below began to look forward to it.

Yang Xiaotao looked up at the group of machines approaching above.

The first thing that appeared in front of us were two small-sized aircraft, which were a bit strange and had the lowest altitude.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know him, and someone who knew him shouted at this time, "That's our J-5!"

"It's our earliest plane!"

Someone added that the scene began to boil at this moment.

"The two above are J-6!"

"Also, the two behind are J-7!"

"Friday, sixth, seventh, all are here! They are here!"

"Come here, come! In the middle!"

Suddenly, sounds sounded, and his eyes were full of expectations.

The next moment, everyone's voices came to an abrupt end and their eyes were all looking at the sky.

Under the escort of the front several aircraft, twelve large aircraft appeared behind them one after another.

Yang Xiaotao could see clearly that it looked like air oil.

It's H6.

No, it is not called H6 now, but Kongyou.

"Above, that's the white horse! Our God of War!"

Someone shouted loudly again, and everyone's eyes raised again.

Behind a row of empty oil, four white horses slowly followed, like white war gods, guarding left and right.

Miaomiao and Dragon Boat Festival even jumped and shouted loudly.

The White Horse Fighter has two models and two models.

On weekdays, my friends in the yard are so envious.

"Blue horse, and blue horse!"

"Wow, so many planes!"

Someone exclaimed again, followed by a warm shout.

Yang Xiaotao looked at him and at the highest point, two blue foals shone with blue light, like two sharp swords, hanging in the sky, shocking the night of slut.

Suddenly, someone covered his face and suppressed the sadness in his heart, but his throat couldn't help but make a sound, "Our plane, Lao Gao, our plane, have you seen it?"

"The ones flying in the sky are all our planes!"

"We are our own plane, you don't have to be afraid in the future!"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Brothers, don't be afraid!"

The same words kept appearing around, and the excited crowd could not suppress their inner emotions.

Perhaps it is because the fallen leaves return to their roots, or perhaps it is because the children who leave home have more longing, or perhaps it is because the pessimism and overlapping things are uncontrollable.

Li Qing hugged Xiaoguai and looked at her husband who was holding the flag in front of him, but could feel the trembling of the other person's body.

Yang Xiaotao stepped forward and put his hand on Du Chuan's shoulder.

He wanted to comfort this iron-blooded man, but he didn't know how to speak.

Because he hasn't experienced it.

He didn't know what reasons or words to comfort him.

"It's okay, I know, I always know!"

"I'm fine, I'm really fine!"

"I'm real, really, I can see them again. I'll wait for this day!"

"Company Commander, Lao Li, Xiao Zhuang..."

"They are all in front of me..."

"And dolls..."

Du Chuan whispered, his smile under the blindfold was particularly bright.

Li Qing could no longer help crying, and tears fell.

Xiaoguai in his arms reached out to touch his mother's cheek, and his little face was full of curiosity.

"Xiaoqing, don't cry, we can't cry, we have to laugh!"

"Let them look at us and smile, let's live a good life!"

"We have to laugh!"

Li Qing wiped his face and nodded.

Looking at Xiaoguai's curious appearance, Li Qing put his cheek on Xiaoguai's forehead and chuckled softly, "Xiaoguai, I'll be back in a while!"

Xiaoguai was confused and didn't know what her mother meant.

"Uncle!"

Li Qing repeated gently, Xiaoguai understood this time, "Uncle!"

"Yes, uncle..."

The plane in the sky was still flying forward, passing by the heads of everyone, and then flying into the distance.

This is flying around the Sijiu City, and this is to let the returned people look at the motherland and recognize the door!

Finally, the fleet flew twice in the air and came over the airport again.

Boom...

The low voice continued to amplify, and the plane's appearance became clearer and clearer!

"Eighteen years, eighteen years, I've come back, I've all come back."

Next to him, Du Chuan whispered softly.

"Everyone is here to pick you up! Go home, go home!"

"Xiaoqing, look, is my clothes neat?"

"Nequivalent, very neat!"

Li Qing said proudly, looking at the left and right. The people who came together tried hard to raise their chests and raise their heads, like a team being inspected.

"Okay, everyone, all are fine!"

"Take out our best appearance and welcome brothers home!"

Du Chuan's body trembled slightly, but he raised the flag higher!

At this moment, sadness is filled with excitement of wish fulfillment and joy of ‘Say farewell to meet again’.

In the air.

On the J-5 fighter jet leading the front, two older pilots looked serious and had tears on their faces.

Looking at the crowd waiting below, the two of them tried to suppress their inner excitement.

"Tower, I'm the one who gets the plane!"

"Get the plane, I'm the tower!"

A brief confirmation, the plane started to lower its altitude!

At some point, the sound of a pilot came from the speakers around the airport!

"Report to Zhisi, former Third Air Brigade, Captain Wang Gang, report to you!"

"Report to Zhisi, former Sixth Air Brigade, Captain Xu Baojun, report to you!"

Two voices sounded in the communication channel, and then Mr. Peng's voice came from inside.

"I am Shishi!"

"Report to Zhishi, our department has completed the escort mission and led the team back safely. Please join the list!"

"Welcome back!"

"Accompany!"

"Yes!"

Mr. Peng's voice was still calm.

After the words came, the two J-5s in front of them began to accelerate and flew over the airport!

When they were deported, everyone burst into cheers when the J-5 flew by.

Wave everything you can get in your hand.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the loudspeaker came again.

"Report to Zhisi, former Second Air Brigade, Captain Xu Dahua, report to you!"

"Report to Zhisi, former Fifth Air Brigade, captain Liu Liangwei, report to you!"

Two voices sounded, and then Mr. Peng’s voice came.

"Accompany!"

"Yes!"

Then, two J-6s flew over both sides of the runway following the footsteps of J-5.

Cheers come one after another!

In front of Yang Xiaotao, Miaomiao led two sisters to the Dragon Boat Festival and began to wave his hands, with a smile on his face.

"Report to Zhisi, former Third Air Brigade, fighter Wang Hai, report to you!"

"Report to Zhisi, former First Air Brigade, fighter Liu Yuqing, report to you!"

Two J-7s flew over high altitude.

"Accompany!"

"Yes!"

Compared with the two aircraft in the previous two types of aircraft, the J-7 is more beautiful, and the people below are jumping and shouting at the aircraft.

As the six planes gradually moved away, the twelve aerial oils in the rear slowly approached.

They are slow, like walking in the air, looking at the scenes around them from time to time, looking at the earth below.

"Tower Tower, I am a wanderer squadron, please go home!"

The driver's heavy voice sounded from the loudspeaker, and the crowd waiting around the runway held their breath.

"The tower was received!"

"Welcome the martyrs home!"

Mr. Peng's voice came, but he lived up to the calm just now.

Everyone listened clearly, and they were suppressing their emotions with all their might!

On the tower.

After Mr. Peng finished speaking, tears rolled in his eyes.

The uncle next to him stepped forward, "Let's go down and welcome him!"

Mr. Peng nodded, "Okay!"

The next moment, Mr. Peng turned around, and a group of people behind him were neat and solemn.

They wore old military uniforms and cleaned themselves up.

They did not wear the cardinal, but they wiped the medals on their chests brightly.

They are silently present, but they can't suppress the fire in their chests.

"Everyone!"

Mr. Peng's eyes swept across everyone, then took a deep breath, and Chen Sheng shouted, "Standing attentive!"

Brush

"Carry out your clothes!"

Even though it was already very neat, everyone was meticulously implementing it.

Hat brim, neckline, cuffs, trouser seams.

Each one is solemn and solemn.

"The ceremony is over! Let's go!"

Mr. Peng shouted, soon, the team was moving forward as they drove and walked out of the tower.

Behind him, the uncle looked at the leaving team, feeling mixed feelings, holding the railing with both hands, looking at the slowly landing plane.

"In your lifetime, you must let the children come back!"

"One, no one can be left behind!"

Airport.

General Peng led the team to the airport and walked to the ceremony stage with a solemn expression.

Behind the ceremony, three rows of soldiers stood neatly.

These young soldiers were well-dressed and energetic but could not hide the excitement on their faces.

When the first plane landed, high-pressure water guns on both sides of the runway began to spray to form a water gate.

The plane slowly slid past, greeting the warriors who set out on the war.

Ticking water droplets, the plane drove past the runway.

"Everyone has it." Wang Minghai stood aside, and his veins burst out with his throat.

"Standing attentive!"

"Salute!"

Among the waiting crowds on both sides, they raised their hands one by one, moved forward with force, and turned with the plane.

One rack passed through the water gate and one rack was parked at the airport.

When all the twelve planes were parked and arranged neatly, the salutes in the distance roared.

Boom

Eighteen salutes and three cannons resounded throughout the world.

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The band played the volunteer march, and the sensational sounds resounded around.

As the cabin opened, the young soldiers waiting under the stage raised their chests and looked forward step by step.

They walked very quickly, and their hearts were very excited.

There was a group of people standing in front of each plane.

In front of each plane, countless eyes were watched.

"Xiao Wu, do you think you will find it?"

Du Chuan held the flag, but was worried at this time.

Xiao Wu was also a little confused and his face was filled with uneasiness.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, since we have notified us, there will definitely be results."

"Yes, why don't we do it?"

Du Chuan quickly answered the conversation, and then excitedly moved the flagpole in his hand.

"Party Leader Du, why don't I do it."

The veteran around him spoke, but Du Chuan waved his hand, "No, what's this? I remember when I was practicing guns, there was a stone tied to that end, so I could hold it for a day."

"I'm not tired anymore."

Xiao Wu beside him laughed and said, "Yes, I just can't lift my arm the next day."

"You boy, can you sabotage?"

"This is not what I said, this is the old cat and me."

"Say it."

Xiao Wu suddenly stopped and his voice became three points weaker.

After hearing this, Du Chuan raised his head, "Old Cat, this guy, I'll come back this time."

Xiao Wu nodded, "It must be, I, I can smell his wine."

"Yes, it has a familiar smell."

On the other side, a soldier began to carry the coffin from the plane. They were in groups of two, with a solemn expression.

They came very quickly, but when they left, they were very light.

When the coffins are placed neatly on the table, when all the coffins are placed.

Every warrior is filled with pride.

"Prepare!"

"Rise the gun!"

As the command was issued, the soldiers arranged in a square array in the distance raised their guns in their hands and raised them upwards.

"Let it go!"

"Bang!!!"

"Let it go!"

"Bang!!!"

"Let it go!"

"Bang!!!"

Three gunshots, the soldier's pistol, stood upright.

Mr. Peng slowly stepped forward and everyone followed behind him.

"The soul returns to my hometown! Sleeping in the motherland forever!"

"The mountains and rivers are as wished! The hero rests in peace!"

"Everyone!"

"Bow three times to the martyrs!"

Yang Xiaotao and others also had a solemn expression, and then followed the command and bowed to the coffin group in front of them.

After bowing three times, Mr. Peng walked to the front, his legs straight, his eyes swept over, and his grief flashed.

Stand attentively and perform rituals.

"Soldiers."

Take a deep breath and you will be full of energy.

"Accompany!"

The sound lasts until the end.

"Soldiers, join the list!"

A roar came from behind, and a veteran looked moved.

The ceremony ended soon, and then a soldier trotted over, stood under the flag, and saluted.

"Is it a comrade from the Eighth Company of Honor?"

Before Platoon Commander Du could react, Xiao Wu, who was beside him, immediately nodded, "Yes, we are from the Eighth Company of Honor, we are."

"This is the acting company commander of the Eighth Company, Du Chuan."

After hearing this, Platoon Commander Du nodded quickly, "Yes, I am."

"Reconnaissance Platoon, platoon leader Du Chuan."

The soldier looked solemn and saluted again.

"Company Commander Du and all your comrades, please come with me."

After hearing this, everyone immediately followed the young soldier to the side.

Yang Xiaotao also led the child to follow, and dozens of people walked slowly forward, looking at the coffin in front of him.

Finally, the soldiers stopped and dozens of coffins were in front of everyone.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over, holding a folder in his hand.

"Hello, I'm the one who handed over this time."

The middle-aged man saluted first, and then solemnly introduced, "We found the valley where the martyrs were buried based on the geographical location you described and the coordinates provided."

"But, the other party has developed a factory there. After negotiation and digging again, we only found these in front of us."

"According to our sorting, there are a total of forty-six martyrs' remains."

"In addition, we have some relics that are being sorted out there."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the scene was silent.

Du Chuan even held the flagpole tightly, and the blue veins on his hands were clearly visible.

"One hundred and twenty-six people, just forty-six?"

"What about the rest?"

Du Chuan's voice was hoarse, and the people around him were also inexplicably sad.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, and he couldn't answer this question.

The young warrior around him had even red eyes. He knew that the rest could not be found.

It may be harmed by wild animals, or by animals, but the results are the same.

At this moment, the young soldier's heart was filled with anger.

"Old Du!"

Du Chuan's body was trembling with excitement, and Yang Xiaotao hugged the other party quickly.

"Believe me, I will find it, I will definitely find it."

"Trust me!"

Du Chuan looked sad and nodded slightly.

Everyone looked sad, but they were forced to look forward.

"Xiao Wu, go and take a look."

Du Chuan croaked, Xiao Wu nodded, and the people around him helped to walk towards the placement of the relics.

Yang Xiaotao helped Du Chuan walk forward.

Du Chuan couldn't see it, so he touched it little by little with his hands, and he had to touch each coffin for a long time.

In front of each coffin, it will stand quietly for a while.

"Xiao Yang."

When Du Chuan finished touching the last coffin, he suddenly spoke.

"Old Du, you said."

"Xiao Yang, don't bother."

"There are 126 souls here, and they are back."

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head. He knew that Du Chuan didn't want to make him embarrassed.

I understand better that this is a spiritual sustenance.

Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything, but just reached out to slap Du Chuan's arm.

"Platform leader, platoon leader~~~"

At this moment, Xiao Wu's voice came from a distance. Yang Xiaotao looked in the voice and saw several veterans holding Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu had a military horn in his hand.

"It's Xiao Wu, he found the combat number."

After Yang Xiaotao said that, Du Chuan smiled, "Look, I know that they are here."

"Here, there are only one hundred and twenty-six, they are them."

At this moment, Du Chuan smiled particularly brightly.

"Xiao Wu, blow, assemble call!"

Xiao Wu came to the front, holding a military horn covered in patina.

Hearing Du Chuan's voice, Xiao Wu wiped the corners of his eyes, then picked up the military horn and put it on his mouth.

Take a deep breath.

Xiao Wu blew hard.

The patina covered in green made a sneering sound, no longer the previous tone, but it was the sound of their dreams many times.

"Eighth Company of Honor, gather!"

Du Chuan opened his voice and said, "Come on the name below."

"Li Fugang."

"Come!"

The cry sounded.

"Gu Fuguo!"

"Come!"

The assembly call was blown over and over until the end.

"Li Erwa!"

"To"

After calling one hundred and twenty-six names, Du Chuan's eye mask was already wet, and his body was leaning against Yang Xiaotao, but he held it up, and then he looked at it with the greatest voice, "Eighth Company, all the members have gathered."

"We."

"Go home!"

(This chapter ends)