Before the speech was over, it was interrupted by thunderous cheers and applause, and countless people screamed and jumped regardless of their image, they could not find the words to express their feelings, and could only express the explosive blood in their hearts in the most meaningless but most primitive and effective way. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a flame burning in everyone's eyes, and it was a breathtaking light, and from this moment on, the residents of Jiangxin Island had a common dream: the dream of Yuanjiang.

"In order to let that day come, in order to let the song of victory in every corner of Yuanjiang, in order to realize our Yuanjiang dream, I solemnly swear that all members of the Yuanjiang Salvation Association will make unremitting efforts and go all out!"

"We don't need others to sacrifice for our dreams, our dreams are made true by ourselves!"

"Far Salvation!"

With Yang Xiaoqian's shout, hundreds of people stepped forward, their right hands clenched their fists and hammered their left chests, among them were members of the Coast Guard, the Public Security Patrol and various logistics management departments, they would not directly set foot on the battlefield, but they were also soldiers of the Far Rescue Association, but they were fighting in different fields, and they would guard the rear for the soldiers who went out.

A banner with a white sword on a black background was erected high, waving in the wind, and a group of young soldiers who were calm and calm walked to the foot of the high platform under the leadership of Fang Yu and Hu Wenchao, and saluted in line.

They are the nemesis of the mutants, the dawn of the famous Yuanjiang that everyone knows.

Another banner with white scales was erected, and a group of soldiers with cold faces followed Xu Le, walked to the high platform, stood on the right side of the Dawn Squad, and saluted.

They are the nightmare of traitors and criminals, butchers with the blood of traitors on their hands, and the verdict of life and death with the scales in hand.

The white shield flag was raised, and nearly a hundred warriors stood behind Dawn and Judgment with He Yu.

They are the strong shield of the compatriots in Yuanjiang, the fearless people who dare to sacrifice themselves, and the hope that is loved by the residents of Jiangxin Island.

The majestic epic music resounded throughout the island, and the heavy cavalry battalion appeared.

Modern-day knights, holding aloft blood-colored banners engraved with white lions, charged, the earth trembling under their iron hooves.

Not to be outdone, Bao Weijia personally carried the five-star red flag and led the 500-strong team of the male barracks to meet the heavy cavalry battalion from the other direction.

When everyone stood up and saluted, waiting for his instructions, Yang Xiaoqian bowed his head slightly, watching all the members of the Far Rescue Association gather at his feet, his heart was filled with indescribable feelings, a sense of fulfillment, satisfaction, and achievement, like a dream.

With the strength of more than 10,000 people on Jiangxin Island, and under the condition of satisfying their living needs as much as possible, it is necessary to train more than 600 new troops, the heavy cavalry battalion and the male barracks, and also to ensure the original establishment of the Dawn, Judgment, and Hope squads, as well as the coast guard and public security patrol teams.

For this reason, during this period of time, not only did Yang Xiaoqian boil a lot of gray hair, but every staff member of every department in the logistics of the Far Rescue Association worked hard countless times.

The Far Rescue Club is like a sophisticated and complex machine that never rests, Yang Xiaoqian is the core, and the others are large and small parts, gears and screws, everyone sticks to their posts and does not miss any details.

Today, the war machine is finally about to pull the curtain and run at full capacity, showing its immense power to shake the world.

Yang Xiaoqian took a deep breath and shouted again: "Far Salvation Society!" ”

"In!"

All the members of the Far Rescue Association responded in unison, and countless voices gathered in one place, so that the onlookers in the square couldn't help but clench their fists, eager to stand with them and share this supreme glory.

The figure on the high platform raised his right hand and solemnly swore an oath.

"Night is coming."

Countless arms were raised in unison, straight as spears, forming a dense forest, and thousands of voices swore together.

"Night is coming."

"Crisis everywhere."

"Crisis everywhere."

"I swear tonight that I will light a bonfire of hope and watch the dawn."

"I swear tonight that I will light a bonfire of hope and watch the dawn."

All the members of the Far Salvation Association followed Yang Xiaoqian on the high platform and recited the oath, as if echoing.

"I will not be vain, I will not be afraid of danger, I will not be strife, I will not give up."

"I will not be vain, I will not be afraid of danger, I will not be strife, I will not give up." Not only were the members of the Far Salvation Society repeating, but several veteran corpse hunters and the girl who was riding on her father's neck raised their right hands and solemnly swore an oath.

"I will be the sword of the people, piercing the lightning of darkness, the flames of cold, the light of dawn, and the shield of our homeland."

"I will be the sword of the people, piercing the lightning of darkness, the flames of cold, the light of dawn, and the shield of our homeland."

More and more people in the square raised their hands and whispered the vow.

"From now on, until the last moment of my life!"

"From now on, until the last moment of my life!"

Tens of thousands of people shouted, its momentum was like a landslide like a crack, and a figure rose from the ground and flew straight into the sky.

Yang Xiaoqian looked up, the man was stepping on a long sword, wearing a wide-sleeved white robe, and his half-length hair was casually coiled up with an iron hairpin, and he was stretching out his hand towards the monument.

"What is Yu Qian going to do?" Yang Xiaoqian was a little worried, Yu Qian's actions at this time were not in the pre-arrangement, which made people scratch their heads.

The middle and high-level members of the Far Rescue Association who knew Yu Qian or knew Yu Qian were all holding their breath and worried. Even Yang Xiaoqian clenched his fists and secretly prayed that Yu Qian would not cause chaos at this critical moment.

Yu Qian ignored Yang Xiaoqian's hints and Zhang Xinyi's words that reached his ears with his ability, and put his hands on the top of the monument, the two chains on his forehead shone brightly.

Yang Xiaoqian seemed to have thought of something, and motioned to a few awakened people who were about to find a way to take off to stop Yu Qian not to move. At the same time, the towering monument began to change.

The monument was originally built by Qian with his own hands of steel, otherwise the construction team on Paradise Island at that time would not have been able to make such a huge monument.

Yu Qian's awakened second ability allowed him to not only control metal, but also easily shape it, which he named "Liquid Metal".

The transformation of the monument today illustrates the use of this power, as the steel that forms the outer layer of the monument is like molten iron juice, turning into a thick liquid, flowing upwards and reshaping.

The names of the martyrs are still inscribed on the monument, not one missing, but the shape of the monument is gradually beginning to change.

Half a minute later, two warm streams of liquid rolled down Yu Qian's nose along his nose, but he didn't stop.

A minute later, Yu Qian gritted his teeth and endured extreme dizziness and continued to urge his ability.

Two minutes later, Yu Qian finally completed the shaping of the monument, and he was no longer able to control the long sword to hang in the air, and his body loosened and fell from the top of the monument.

The black ghost caught Yu Qian smoothly and brought him to the high platform, Yang Xiaoqian moved out of the way, and Yu Qian, who was red and white with a nosebleed, stood in the center of the high platform, smiled, pointed to the monument behind him, and said four words.

"The name of the sword is far away."

Looking at the monument at this time, the thickness of the left and right sides is reduced, like a sword edge, and the middle is slightly convex, like a sword spine. At the top, there are two more sword grids and a sword stem, which are the grip and gauntlet of the long sword, respectively.

It was in the shape of a long sword, and from a distance it looked like a terrifying giant sword plunged into the ground of Ekoshin Island.

The name of the sword is far away, and the town is far away from the river.