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In fact, as early as half a month ago, the Longxia tribe sent a relevant working group to the Baixiang tribe to identify and review the remains of the martyrs.

These vehicles were neatly parked on the side of several Kunpeng 6s. The doors were opened, and the guards carried the coffins down one by one and placed them on the platform prepared on the spot.

The leader of the working group stepped forward to perform the handover ceremony.

"A total of 836 remains were found this time!"

"All of them are here, and everyone's identity has been confirmed, without any problems."

The person in charge who came to pick up and send shook hands with the leader of the working group: "You have worked hard."

"This is what we should do."

The leader looked at the neatly placed coffins and said affectionately, "They are all heroes worthy of our eternal remembrance!"

"That's right. Now we are strong enough. How can heroes sleep in a foreign country? They should be brought back to share the prosperity and prosperity of the tribe with us."

The person in charge nodded and said very emotionally.

Next, a grand handover ceremony was held. The ambassador personally covered the coffins of these martyrs with totem flags, which was so affectionate and solemn.

After everything was ready, the soldiers of the honor guard took off to the special plane.

Watching the last coffin being carried onto the special plane, the person in charge raised his hand and looked at his watch.

The person in charge turned his head and looked at the deputy beside him, and asked: "Is it almost done over there in the Iron Monkey Tribe?"

"Yes. They are proceeding synchronously with us." The deputy said immediately.

The person in charge nodded slightly, then looked at the team leader and said: "The next step is to leave it to you, we will take them home first!"

After saying goodbye to the team leader, the person in charge boarded the special plane.

Three Kunpeng 6 transport planes took off from the airport one after another and flew towards the sky.

At the same time.

The relevant military bases in the west and southwest of Longxia tribe have made preparations for the reception.

As several Kunpeng 6 approached the border, several Su-27 formations took off from the two bases that had been waiting for a long time.

The Su-27 formation arrived above the two borders and successfully joined Kunpeng 6.

"Two Su-27s of our unit are ordered to escort you and welcome the hero home."

"Our ancestors sacrificed their lives to ensure the safety of the country and the peace of their homeland. Salute to the hero!"

Two Su-27s in the air guarded the two sides of the special plane, one on the left and one on the right, like bodyguards escorting the special plane forward.

They escorted the plane all the way to the relevant airport in Beijing.

There were already crowds of people outside the Beijing airport.

The streets were packed with people, and countless people held high the banners of "Welcome the hero home", waved the totem flags in their hands, and waited there quietly.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly at this time.

"Look! Our hero is back!"

Everyone looked up and saw that at the end of their sight, several black spots were enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gradually, people saw clearly that it was a few planes flying towards this side.

"Welcome back!"

Instantly, there was a warm cheer at the scene.

At 9 o'clock in the morning on July 28, 2002, the hero who was buried in a foreign land returned home!

There were still 12 hours before the hero's remains returned to the country, and countless people squatted in front of the TV as usual.

The evening news of the Longxia tribe, two hosts appeared on the TV screen in dignified clothes.

"Good evening, audience friends, the second friendly visit of the navy ended successfully some time ago, and reached a consensus with the tribes in the Dongzhou Sea area..."

What was the actual situation at the time, they more or less obtained some through the Internet platform and other channels.

The people naturally understood, this was obviously a "fight" to reach a consensus.

Each of their faces was filled with pride, the tribe had become strong, and the other tribes bowed their heads, and there was no need to envy them anymore.

In the past, they envied these tribes for being able to do those things unscrupulously, but now the Longxia tribe can do it too.

As Longxia people, they feel proud and proud.

"The White Elephant Tribe and the Iron Monkey Tribe have reached an agreement with us to bring back the remains of the heroes buried in a foreign land tomorrow morning!"

"Back then, in order to defend the dignity of our tribe and the integrity of its territory, our heroes fought hard and died heroically. Their souls returned to their hometowns, but their bodies remained in a foreign country..."

"...Tomorrow we will welcome back the first batch of 956 remains of heroes..."

The people in front of the TV were silent, and their moods were extremely complicated, so much so that they had no mood to watch the subsequent news.

At this moment, most people only had one thought in their minds, those heroes who were about to return to their hometowns.

Longxia Tribe, a community in Chengdu.

On the balcony of a house, there was a rattan lounge chair, and an elderly man was lying comfortably on it, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and gently shaking it, enjoying the coolness of the evening.

The old man has lost one eye, and one of his ears has been permanently damaged, and he can no longer hear. The other ear can only wear a hearing aid.

He vaguely heard the news on TV, but he couldn't hear the content at all.

He usually listens to his grandson talking about the main content of the news.

"Xiao Le, what is the news about?"

The old man turned his head and asked loudly into the house.

"Grandpa, the news says that a hero will be coming back tomorrow morning."

The grandson Xiaole hurriedly responded loudly.

"What?"

The old man asked in confusion.

Xiaole quickly ran to the old man's side, squatted down, and repeated what he had just said into his ear.

When he heard that the hero was going home, the old man sat up straight from his chair.

"Where did he come back from?"

Xiaole hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the news said that he was from the White Elephant Tribe and the Iron Monkey Tribe."

Hearing this, the old man was obviously stunned.

"Are you sure that the White Elephant Tribe is also there?" The old man hurriedly confirmed.

"Yes, Grandpa!"

After getting the affirmative answer from his grandson, the old man's intact old eye suddenly turned red, and tears flashed in his eyes.

"Squad leader, my squad leader!"

The old man shouted loudly with great sorrow, and finally couldn't hold back his tears and flowed down.

Xiao Le was surprised: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

He was so panicked that he almost called his parents to come back.

The old man held his grandson's hand tightly, wiped his tears with his other hand, and then explained.

"Back then, my unit participated in that war..."

"In a battle, the squad leader died to save me. I feel sorry for my old squad leader!"

As he spoke, the old man opened his shirt, revealing the scars on his body, which were extremely dazzling and extremely deep.

These scars were like military medals firmly engraved on his body, which was the greatest honor for a soldier!

"Later, I came back with the army and saved my life. But my squad leader, he has been sleeping forever in a foreign country for so many years."

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, tears streaming down his face, crying like a naughty boy.

Xiao Le was so moved that his eyes turned red. He quickly comforted him, "Grandpa, they will definitely come back."

Similar scenes were staged in various places in the Longxia tribe.

After hearing the news, the veterans who came back alive from the battlefield burst into tears. They were all very excited and moved.

Many veterans who were closer to the capital spontaneously organized themselves and prepared to go to the airport the next day to welcome the heroes back.

The Tiexue Forum was no longer as lively as before.

In fact, the number of netizens did not decrease, but increased a little. It was just that they all chose to remain silent, and their mood became very heavy.

On the homepage of the forum, a tribal totem flag was hung.

In the middle, a banner with the words "The mountains and rivers are safe, and the heroes return to their hometown" was hung, which was particularly eye-catching.

After a long silence, someone spoke.

"The mountains and rivers are safe, and the heroes have returned home! They are the real heroes who guarded our tribe and deserve to be remembered by everyone!"

"It is because of the sacrifices of our ancestors that we have today's prosperity and stability, and today's international status."

"My grandfather also died there. I believe he will come back, because we are no longer afraid of any tribe, and we can welcome those heroes back!"

"The people upstairs, salute your grandfather, and salute our great heroes!"

"Salute!"

A series of salutes were all typed out, as if they were in a chain.

Time passed quickly and quietly, and the next morning, there was a crowd outside the Beijing Airport.

They all arrived here before dawn, quietly waiting for the arrival of that crucial moment.

The roads outside the airport were full of people who came to welcome the heroes home, as well as many elderly people.

"Don't push, brother, don't push, if you push me any more I'll run to the middle."

"I'm here to welcome the heroes, too, don't push me, I'm already in the front, I'm almost squeezed into a meat pie by you."

"Brother, make way, I'm an old man, here to welcome my comrades, brother."

"Didn't you see, brother, no, girl, don't step on my feet, I can't raise my feet for you."

"Hey, move to the side, just a little bit..."

Suddenly at this time, the crowd that was originally noisy because of the crowd suddenly quieted down.

Everyone was confused and looked at each other. Just when they were wondering why they suddenly stopped talking, someone noticed a group of elderly people wearing old military uniforms walking towards this side.

The crowd automatically made way. Even though it was already very crowded, they did not complain at all. Instead, they looked solemn and had admiration in their eyes.

Because they saw that among these veterans, there were actually some who were missing arms and legs. Even with the help of crutches or other tools, they walked very straight and very firmly!

Many people's eyes were red, and some people with weak tears even shed tears directly.

They knew very well that these veterans were heroes who had participated in the war that year, and they came to greet their comrades.

Some people have been buried in foreign countries, and those who came back alive are already old.

They are all the cutest people and the most respectable people!

Suddenly, someone shouted at this time.

"Salute to the heroes!"

After the voice fell, everyone saluted these living heroes, and many people saluted!

Such a group of veterans rushed over, marched in neat steps without obstacles through the crowd passage and headed towards the airport.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, with the words "They are back", the scene burst into warm cheers. They gradually saw clearly that several Kunpeng 6s were flying from far to near and quickly flew towards the airport.

For a moment, the scene burst into extremely warm cheers.

Inside the Beijing Airport.

Under the escort of the Su-27 aircraft, Kunpeng 6 entered the landing route.

The tower commander immediately said: "Hurry, they are here, get ready to welcome them."

The staff immediately entered the intense work, guiding the fighter planes to pass through the field and guiding Kunpeng 6 to enter the landing runway.

At this time, the voice of the Kunpeng 6 pilot sounded in the communication channel in the tower.

"Report to the tower, our unit has been ordered to pick up the hero, and now we request to land."

The tower commander immediately said: "Welcome the hero back! The mountains and rivers are safe, the country is rich and the army is strong, we welcome the hero home with high respect!"

Soon, several Kunpeng 6s slowly landed on the runway of the airport. They passed through the "water gate" representing the highest etiquette and taxied to the parking area.

The journalist in charge of the commentary at the airport was extremely excited, tears flowed down involuntarily, and the voice was trembling.

"Dear audience friends, I am as excited as you at this moment. Our heroes have returned to the embrace of the motherland on the Kunpeng 6 transport plane."

"They used their youth to shed their blood and defend the integrity of the country. Today we welcome their return with the highest etiquette..."

The vast number of people squatting in front of the TV gave warm cheers after seeing this scene. They were also extremely moved and believed that this was what the prosperous and powerful Longxia should do!

Those veterans who were too far away from the capital had no way to come to the scene to welcome them in person, but when they saw the honor guards holding the hero's coffin and slowly walking down Kunpeng 6, they finally couldn't help but shed tears.

The host spoke again: "... With flags as covers, military aircraft as drivers, fighter planes as guards, and honor guards as companions, the motherland gave the heroes the highest courtesy and welcomed their souls back to their hometown..."

Not long after, these coffins covered with totem flags were loaded onto military vehicles.

When the military vehicle started, the mounted police convoy guarded both sides of the vehicle, and the leading part of the convoy was also the mounted police convoy. They opened the way forward, left the airport, and went to the Martyrs' Cemetery.

Along the way, the crowds on both sides of the road kept their eyes on the military vehicles. When the mounted police convoy came over, the people stood up unconsciously in silence and saluted subconsciously!

The cemetery was full of chrysanthemums, which were extremely solemn and solemn. The banner read: "Welcome back, our heroes!"

As the convoy entered the road to the Martyrs' Cemetery, the crowd burst into warm shouts.

"Welcome the heroes home!"

"The country is rich and the people are strong, and the mountains and rivers are safe!"

Everyone waved the totem flags in their hands and flowers to welcome the heroes back in their own way.

Many people were in tears.

"You were a tough guy who went to war, but now you are a ghost."

"Ancestors, we bring you back. Now this prosperous era is as you wish. Your spirit will live forever!"

At this moment, not only the people on the scene, but even the audience in front of the TV were in tears and excited!