April 25, 2011 was a heavy day for the people of Nandu.

The excitement and shock of seeing the transcendent war fade away, and the curiosity about the awakened and extraterrestrial creatures is satisfied, and people finally recall the sacrifice of the defense of Nandu, and the sadness begins to spread after the air raid sirens sound.

In the silence and silence, Du Xinlu, Secretary of the Jiangbei Provincial Party Committee, Zheng Chengjie, Governor, Wang Baining, Secretary of the Nandu Municipal Party Committee, and others solemnly greeted the returning heroes.

Most of the soldiers who died in the Shangjing battlefield were soldiers of the 258th Division who were temporarily transferred to the Shangjing Military Region, and the 258th Division was originally the 258th Brigade of the ace mechanized infantry brigade. Therefore, most of the soldiers of the 258th Division are Yuanjiang and Jiangbei people, and they have written suicide notes before stepping on the battlefield, and the same last wish can be found in their suicide notes: if they are sacrificed, they wish to return to their homeland.

In order to fulfill their last wishes, the Shangjing Military Region dispatched a large number of troop carriers to transport the coffins of the fallen soldiers back to Nandu. On the Shangjiang Expressway, army-green personnel carriers lined up in a long line, carrying the soldiers to complete the last expedition.

The bones of the fallen soldiers were not buried in the cemetery, but in the Nandu Martyrs Cemetery, and the state leaders headed by Wen Weiguo, general secretary of the CPC Central Committee, held a memorial ceremony in the Nandu Martyrs Cemetery with a heavy heart.

The people of Nandu spontaneously organized, put on black clothes, hung white cloth on their shoulders, and waited quietly on the road where the military vehicle entered the martyr's cemetery to pay homage to the martyr's remains.

Under the scorching sun, hundreds of figures wearing thick Zhongshan suits and military uniforms walked slowly from the north gate to the martyrs' monument, Wen Weiguo, Dang Zhengfeng and other national leaders walked at the head of the team, Du Xinlu, Zheng Chengjie, and the commander of the Southern Capital Military Region followed, and Yang Xiaoqian, Yu Qian, Fang Yu, Qi Xinwu, Qi Lie and others walked last.

Walking through the group portrait of the martyrs spliced by one hundred and seventy-nine pieces of granite, the martyr's monument standing on the top of the Yuhuatai comes into view, the forehead of the monument is shaped like a red flag and a torch, there is a metal giant sword on the right side of the monument body, and the head of the sword is engraved with eight characters: the soul returns, Yongzhen Yuanjiang!

After laying wreaths for the martyrs, President Moon delivered a speech.

The speech was brief, with only one paragraph.

Over the past three years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolutionary War have been immortalized!

Over the past 30 years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolutionary War have been immortalized!

Dating back to 1,840 years, since then, in order to oppose internal and external enemies, and to fight for national independence and the freedom and happiness of the people, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in all the struggles are immortal!

Today, the people's heroes who died in the war of foreign invasion and the war of people's defense are immortal!

Since then, in order to resist foreign invasion, defend the integrity of the country and the security and stability of the people, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the coming crises and challenges will be immortalized!

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The night was pitch black, like ink and hair.

In the Southern Capital Purple Mountain Villa, Yang Xiaoqian, who had been troubled by questions all day, found his answer in a luxurious suite.

When Yang Xiaoqian knocked on the door and walked in, Liu Yuanzhou didn't get up, not arrogant and rude, but unable to get up, he sat in a wheelchair with a complex design and many sophisticated devices, his limbs and neck were bound by a ring-shaped object glowing with silver cold light, his head was wearing a mesh helmet, and two electrodes were attached to his forehead, which made Yang Xiaoqian tremble.

"Hello."

After Yang Xiaoqian entered the door, Liu Yuanzhou's wheelchair turned on its own and slowly walked towards Yang Xiaoqian, his voice was truly unwavering and emotionless, this voice was not made by his vocal cords, but by an electronic instrument flashing red and green spots.

"What are you?"

Yang Xiaoqian, who has always pursued Mount Tai to collapse in front of him and not change his color, was shocked, and did not see Liu Yuanzhou at today's memorial ceremony, Yang Xiaoqian felt very strange, and now he saw Liu Yuanzhou to understand the reason.

It's just that Yang Xiaoqian can't understand, how could Liu Yuanzhou end up like this?

In countless open and secret battles, Liu Yuanzhou has always been invincible, no matter who he fights against, he is always the final winner. In the hearts of the people of Yuanjiang, Yang Xiaoqian and Liu Yuanzhou are the symbols of undefeated, and in Yang Xiaoqian's heart, Liu Yuanzhou is the symbol that is truly mythologized.

How did Liu Yuanzhou, who had no last resort, become like this? Yang Xiaoqian suddenly felt nervous, he was still waiting for Liu Yuanzhou to make a move and kill the mutant in one fell swoop, could it be that this tall man had already fallen?

"An accident." Liu Yuanzhou's lips and eyes did not move, and a mechanically synthesized electronic sound came from the external speaker in the wheelchair.

"Hmm......" Yang Xiaoqian wanted to speak and stopped.

"Don't worry, it was a successful accident and I'm very happy." The electronic sound always maintains the same volume and tone, without flat ups and downs.

Yang Xiaoqian knows that in fact, electronic music can simulate emotional sounds to a certain extent, but Liu Yuanzhou obviously did not use that kind of design.

"Are you happy?" Yang Xiaoqian couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the emotion of "happy" in Liu Yuanzhou, and he felt that he needed a chair now.

Hei Wu held up a seat in the suite and brought it to Yang Xiaoqian, Yang Xiaoqian sat down slowly, his eyes were level with Liu Yuanzhou.

"Yes, I'm happy." Liu Yuanzhou's eyes swung up and down, which should mean nodding.

"You...... Luo Yingnan should be able to heal your injuries, and I'll let him come over now." Yang Xiaoqian said, taking out his mobile phone.

"No, I'm not hurt." The electronic sound stopped Yang Xiaoqian's movements, and an ellipsoid standing behind the wheelchair stretched out two "hands", picked up the teacup, and "slided" in front of Yang Xiaoqian.

"Drink tea."

Yang Xiaoqian took the teacup, and the hot tea was packed in the porcelain cup produced by the Jingdezhen porcelain kiln, which was not hot at all, and the cold touch was just like Yang Xiaoqian's mood.

"You're not hurt, so what are you?"

"There's tea in the teacup."

"What?"

"After pouring the tea, continue to pour the water, and the water will overflow."

Yang Xiaoqian looked down at the teacup in his hand, thoughtfully, it turned out that this tea was a teaching aid.

"The mind is the proof of the existence of the individual, and the body is nothing but a container for the mind, a container with a limited volume like a teacup. Now, this container is a limitation, a confinement. I'm happy because I've found a way to break this shackle and achieve my ideals. ”

The lights in the room flickered on and off, as if to applaud Liu Yuanzhou, the TV turned on automatically, and switched channels at a very high frequency, only one or two syllables could be heard each time it was switched, and the built-in sound on the ceiling turned the volume to the maximum, and the short syllables were connected into a sentence.

"It's just that I still need a little time."