"Troop in position"
Thump thump.
The Fire Country's ceremonial soldiers who had arrived on the chartered plane stepped forward and walked up to the Goguryeon soldiers. They then placed the flag that they had prepared on the coffins.
"Salute."
Swoosh.
He raised his right hand and gave a standard military salute. This was a gesture of gratitude to the Goguryeon soldiers who were carrying the coffins of the Fire Country's fallen soldiers.
After that.
The soldier raised his hands and took the coffin. His movements were very gentle, afraid that he would wake up the heroes who were resting in peace.
They were all well-deserved heroes.
When the invaders swung their butcher's knives, when the allied forces 'planes, tanks, and cannons were set up.
It was these martyrs who stood up without hesitation and built an indestructible defense line with their flesh and blood.
In the past.
There was a company of Fire Country's martyrs who were ordered to stop the enemy from fleeing south. However, under the extreme cold of-40 degrees Celsius, the 125 soldiers wearing unlined clothes were frozen into ice sculptures.
In the blizzard, they were still lying prone in the trenches with guns in their hands after their sacrifice. They maintained their fighting posture, like a group of ice sculptures ready to jump at any time, but they could no longer take the step to charge.
5 Once.
The enemy had mobilized over 60,000 troops, over 300 cannons, over 170 tanks, and over 3000 aircraft sorties. They had rained down over 1.9 million shells and over 5000 bombs on the Fire Country's two companies '3.7 square kilometres of land.
The top of the mountain was cut down by two metres and the earth and rocks were blown up by one to two metres. Under such a difficult situation, the Fire Country's soldiers continued to fight for 43 days, repeatedly fighting for the position 59 times and repelling the enemy's charge more than 900 times.
It was under such conditions.
The Fire Country's martyrs had created a miracle in the world's military history, repelling that insufferably arrogant alliance army.
This was why Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei said that he could only win and not lose before the battle. This was also why Li Dingtian wanted to hit the six-hundred-meter target and why Luo Zhengguo still fought to the end even though his hands were broken.
How could he lose in front of a hero?
They were using their actions to comfort these heroes and martyrs. Their courage and tenacity had been passed down, and the heroes and martyrs could rest assured and rest in peace.
"We will survive in battle. Sacrifice is mine. The country is in danger, and the mountains and rivers are safe. I have been away for sixty years.”
Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei's deep voice rang out.
It had been sixty years.
This period of time was enough for a newborn baby to experience all kinds of life and reach the end of his life, while these heroes and martyrs waited in the cold soil of a foreign country for a full 60 years.
However, the Fire Country had never forgotten about them. It was just that the Fire Country's strength was not strong enough in those years and there were some things that they could not do.
Today, all the related problems had been resolved.
Therefore, the Fire Country's younger generation of soldiers had come to bring the heroes and martyrs home.
"All of them."
Swoosh.
Li Dingtian and the others immediately stood up straight.
"Bring the heroes and martyrs home.”
Thump thump.
The soldiers stepped forward and carried the coffins of the martyrs onto the private plane.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew.
Faintly, Li Dingtian and the others seemed to hear the ethereal voice echoing in their ears. Home, home.
When all the soldiers walked up the gangway.
Li Dingtian and the rest followed him like guards.
Very quickly.
The special plane was activated, and it went straight to the sky.
They headed north at top speed because everyone knew that the martyrs could not wait to go home as soon as possible.
Entering the Fire Country's airspace.
Immediately, the Fire Country's newest generation of fighter jets took to the skies to escort the heroes back home.
He turned around.
Li Dingtian looked at the fighter jets escorting them through the clouds and looked at the coffins. He thought that if these heroes and martyrs were in heaven, they would be happy.
Back then, the Fire Country was poor and destitute. Therefore, the heroes and martyrs could only endure the bombardment of the enemy's fighter jets. The only weapon they had to fight back was the anti-aircraft guns.
But now, the situation where they could only be beaten passively had long disappeared.
In the end.
The private plane slowly landed at Shencheng Airport.
The weather was good.
During the Qingming Festival in the past years, there would always be a drizzle. However, as if they knew that the Fire Country's heroes and martyrs were going home today, the sky actually cleared up.
Thump thump.
They alighted from the private plane.
The convoy was already waiting there.
The airport staff were also looking in that direction with solemn expressions.
They boarded the car.
They headed to the Cemetery of Martyrs.
The two sides of the road were already filled with people. They were all here to welcome the heroes home because they knew that without these heroes, they would not be where they were today.
Half an hour later.
The convoy of heroes and martyrs slowly drove into the Cemetery of Martyrs.
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