Belgrame Independence Square.

This was built by China. As soon as it was completed, the grandest military parade ceremony in the history of the Republic of Belan was ushered in. Amid the cheers and shouts of hundreds of thousands of residents in the capital, the Belan infantry, who had just experienced the test of war, lined up in huge square formations of forty by forty, walking in uniform and powerful steps to accept the review of the president and the people. They are working hard to replicate the experience of the Eastern allies, and even the parade is almost the same. The only difference is the difference between the military flags. The square formations are like a whole, so harmonious, so full of masculinity, the whole.

The capital was trembling under their feet. The Belans cheered wildly and threw the fresh towards these veterans who had been fighting for the rest of their lives. This was what they deserved. They only received half a year of training and went to the battlefield without hesitation. Under the command of Chinese advisers, they defeated the vicious rebels, eliminated the numerous mercenaries, and even fought with the special forces secretly sent by foreign countries. How many people splattered blood in yellow sand to get the peace today? Although many rebels were still active in remote areas, everyone firmly believed that those rebels could not be established, and the National Defense Forces' bayonets would sooner or later drink their blood!

Behind the infantry were armored soldiers, and 68 main battles rumbled, causing a burst of excitement and even a little fear in the crowd. In the eyes of the Belan people, this was the most amazing tank. It fought against the mountains and rivers of Belan, in the hot and desolate desert, in the sultry and rainy jungle, in the steep and rainy mountains, in the burning towns occupied by the rebels, the roar of this beast could be heard everywhere. The rebels were extremely afraid of it, and even had more than 300 people surrendered to a tank.

And there are only four crew members of a tank! Of course, these tanks are not theirs now, they are from the Flame Dragon Legion, and they are just borrowed for them. President Nimla has made up his mind to import forty vehicles and build an armored battalion, which has caused strong dissatisfaction among the people. How much is forty vehicles enough, at least four hundred vehicles! Even if there are four thousand vehicles, we don’t think too much! The Belans, who were scared of repeated unrest, were extremely eager to have a powerful national defense force, and no one can go against their will.

The roaring fighter jets flying over the capital caused an even greater sensation. More than 30 fighter jets slanted across the blue sky at the slowest speed, allowing every Belan to visit the parade to appreciate their heroic posture up close. The beautiful shape and explosive power of the J-12 made the rebels frightened the flying wolf, and the affordable J-11, which opened their eyes and opened their eyes. I don’t know how many children said to the adults: “When I grow up, I will also be a pilot and fly the plane!” Unfortunately, they have too few pilots, and most of these fighter jets are piloted by pilots from Pakistan, Argentina and the Flame Dragon Legion.

President Nimra looked at the happy crowd, his eyes were wet. Categories passed by him one by one, and soldiers kept saluting him. He saluted one by one, his hands were sore and he did not put them down. He twisted and said to Liu Weiping, "My friend, thank you very much for giving us a steel force!"

Liu Weiping smiled and said, "This is what I should do. I just did my job well."

President Nimra said: "No, you are the creator of the Belan National Welfare Force. Without your hard work, there would be no such force." At this time, another square formation drove over. He immediately stood up straight and saluted the soldiers who were sitting through the Independence Square. The soldiers still sat down to salute him. They all lost one leg or even two legs in the war and could not leave the wheelchair in their lifetime. Many soldiers turned their wheelchairs hard and drove through the square. The wheelchairs were still straight rows. The square that was cheering just now became silent. So many soldiers who could never stand up again told everyone speechlessly that victory was not without a price. During the two-year battle, this young army had 6,000 soldiers lying under the national flag, more than 200,000 were injured, of which 2,000 were seriously injured and disabled.

For the army, such sacrifices were too tragic. But they won, and the rebels, as many as ox-haired, were killed by them, and they would urinate their pants. They could no longer become a climate. The tragic sacrifices brought true peace! In the past two years, no matter how Western countries interfered, no matter how cruel the rebels were, or what tricks they played, the National Welfare never compromised. Just three months ago, under the manipulation of some countries, the United Nations passed an agreement to require the government forces and the rebels to stand on the spot, but the National Welfare refused: "Unless the rebels surrender unconditionally, everything is free of negotiation!" Withstand the huge pressure and launched a scattered offensive, and finally completely defeated the rebels. Everyone paid tribute to these disabled soldiers, even Liu Weiping was no exception, and gave the soldiers the most standard military salute---

The shutter pressed, and the picture freezes at this moment. Soon, this photo appeared on the covers of various military magazines and became a topic of relish for people around the world after dinner. Those who suffered losses under him repeatedly looked gloomy. On the battlefield, they had to eat turtles, and it seemed that they had to change their way to fight this wild lion.

"The wars we have experienced are longer than any nation. Each of us men is a natural warrior. From the darkest era of colonial rule to the present, in all wars, especially in this war, I don't know how many heroes have emerged! According to our customs, we have prepared crystal medals for the most amazing heroes. Below, in front of the people of the whole country, we are in the Independence Square for our heroes. This medal representing the highest honor. Dear citizens, please remember that for this day, more than 6,000 soldiers fell down, and many medal winners will never come back, but I hope you will always remember them and remember those young men who fell on the charge road...."

President Nimra came from the radio

There was a slight trembling voice, and a burst of applause with crying. We couldn't see the military parade far away in Belgrade, but we could always hear it, right? I turned my head and said to Xiao Guangxi, "That scene must be very touching, isn't it?"

Xiao Guangxi muttered: "It's touching! I don't know what he said. The ghost Beiyinduyu has been studying for two years, but I still can't understand what they are saying!"

Shandong waved a small notebook and said distressedly: "I know every letter on it, but I don't know what it means to get together!"

Xiao Guangxi said: "I am better than you. I know every word, but none of them know me!" He punched the cover of the car heavily: "I hate Beingdu language!"

I laughed. We have been fighting in Belan for two years. In the past two years, learning Belan's official language has always been the top priority. We can't expect every Belan soldier who works with us to understand Chinese? After hard study, I can already communicate with the Belan people with talk and gestures. They are still not good, and they have been big Bing every time they take the exam. No wonder they are so angry.

When the president read out the list of medals, every time he read a name, the troops would cheer. Obviously, those who won this honor were expected. However, this list was too long and made us feel heavy. Later, the cheers became smaller and smaller. Nine out of ten people who were named could no longer respond loudly. I heard a familiar name, a sniper who was only nineteen years old, who had worked with me. He had accurate marksmanship and was very talented in snipers, but unfortunately he encountered one while on missions.

In order to block the bandits, he shot hundreds of rebels with one gun and blocked the ground for six hours, destroyed three cars and killed 31 people. Within six hours, the rebels failed to escape and were finally wiped out by the National Wehrmacht chased by the marching army. In order to eliminate the rebels, the sniper left, got seven bullets, and even his body was shattered by the rebels! There were too many heroes like him, so many that it was too much to bear to listen. I turned off the radio and looked into the distance.

In the distance, there are towering mountains, bare and not a single grass. It is the desert, our last battlefield, and the last fortress of the rebels. With us as the fortress, the First Armored Division of the Belan National Defense Forces and the Eighth Mechanized Infantry Brigade of the Flame Dragon Legion drove towards the other end like an iron stream, and the conquest wheel raised the wind and sand in the sky. While the whole country was celebrating victory, we were still fighting with the rebels in this sparsely populated ghost place. Fortunately, this battle will not be fought for too long.

Amadu said in already very casual Chinese: "Peace should not be far away, right?"

Kulum silently pressed bullets into the magazine. He is now a veteran of Berlan's most elite Dawn Commando. He fights bravely, treats the rebels ruthlessly, and is deeply admired by new recruits.

While the Belan Wehrmacht launched its final blow on the rebels, a force was watching in another deserted place. They had been there for a full two years.

It was a small town that was completely destroyed by the war in World War II. There was no water, and there was no one in a radius of hundreds of miles. Only these soldiers patrolled again and again. They didn't know what they were guarding. Anyway, the country told them to stick to this place, so they stayed here until the next group of comrades replaced them. Now, the long and lonely watch is almost over: in the distance, tall drilling rigs were standing up one after another, and the roar of machinery could be heard from afar. These noises were so wonderful to the soldiers who were bored and about to go crazy. At least they had a companion, at least they knew that many people were working hard there, and they were guarding these workers, not guarding a ruin.

The drill bits were desperately drilling deep into the earth, and the earth shook. The progress was very slow because they encountered a thick layer of soil that was harder than basalt. No one knew how the layer of soil that was dozens of meters thick was formed. Anyway, it was so hard that it could not be drilled through. Judging from this posture, they were drilling oil, but they ran to such a place where even a drop of oil might not be able to drill a drop of oil into it and drilled nine wells in one breath. It was too exaggerated, making geological experts all over the world laughed out loud.

Cheng Xinghua didn't laugh. He knew what he wanted. Dr. Cologne also looked serious and recorded strings of data seriously, meticulously.

The ground was shaking even harder.

Cheng Xinghua looked up and asked, "Is it almost done?"

Professor McLeman, who was inspecting the drilling rig, said: "In the past, we also drilled to this depth... There will not be much change in thirty or forty years, and it should be coming out."

Before he finished speaking, a technician from a measurement and control vehicle in the distance shouted: "No, something abnormal happened! I don't know why, after the road was broken through the soil layer, the temperature around the drill bit dropped sharply, and the drill bit was most likely to have broken... Everyone, retreat quickly!"

Cheng Xinghua shouted: "Escape immediately!" All the personnel got in the car immediately, escaping as quickly as possible. Behind them, the drilling rig was shaking violently, as if it could fall down at any time. In this way, the technical elite gongs escaped faster. They escaped from a safe distance in one breath, and when they looked back, they were all stupid——

A stream of ice blue liquid spurted into the sky, then another stream, another stream... It seemed like a monster swallowed the sun. It was so hot just now that it was biting cold in the blink of an eye, everyone was trembling all over. They put on the cotton coat that they had already prepared without shyness. They actually put on the cotton coat under the scorching sun. It looked weird, but only those who were in the scene knew that it was not funny at all. Look, the ground was floating

The frost is blooming!

The spray lasted for half an hour before it ended. When everyone returned to their original place, they were surprised to find a layer of blue ice on the ground, which could not be smashed with a hammer! Cheng Xinghua stepped on these precious crystals hard, and cried: "It's been decades, old friends, I didn't expect that we would meet again!"

Cologne said: "Yes, I thought this secret could only disappear with our disappearance, but I didn't expect... Haha, it's really great!"

Everyone present cheered, and the two years of hard work finally paid off, and they had no reason to be unhappy.

Twelve hours later, Liu Weiping received a blue crystal sealed in a metal bottle. He finally got the reward he wanted after working hard, but he was not happy at all, because half an hour ago he received a telegram from Han Yajie from the country: His baby son is missing.
Chapter completed!