The Strongest Soldier in the City

With their identities, Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Ling are naturally qualified to enter such a venue.

Their arrival seemed to cause subtle changes in the atmosphere in the conference hall instantly.

Xia Zhengyang looked at the battle in front of him, even he could not help but feel a little pressure.

Because those present are all the highest figures in this country, it is no exaggeration to say that the core and pinnacle of power in Yanxia are basically gathered here.

"Chen Liuhe must be protected. If the country intends to give him up, I, Xia Zhengyang, will be the first to disagree." Xia Zhengyang was very fierce and straight to the point, stating his firm attitude. This is his only position and cannot be shaken. .

"I have the same idea as Lao Xia. Our Guangcheng War Department firmly supports Chen Liuhe. He is an excellent warrior and a qualified warrior. He is a rare talent in Yanxia. This kind of person should not be an abandoned son. ." Zhang Zhiling said with sonorous words.

Looking at the two of them, Dragon God had a faint smile on his face, and he felt slightly relieved in his heart.

With the addition of these two people, the situation may get better, and they will be more confident in speaking.

The appearance of Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Ling undoubtedly made this already heavy and intense discussion more intense.

Xia Zhengyang was famous for his loud voice. Even in a meeting of this size, he still dared to speak and shout. His unique bullish temper got stronger, and the discussion even got so heated that he banged the table.

Generally speaking, the majority of voices advocate not protecting Chen Liuhe.

The situation is still not very optimistic for Chen Liuhe.

This is also completely expected.

Again, compared to the Taishang Family Alliance, Chen Liuhe seemed insignificant.

In the end, Dragon God didn't say anything more, but took out a handbag and dumped all the contents on the conference table.

"Wow!" It was a dazzling array of merit medals, each one emitting a dazzling light.

"These are the great contributions Chen Liuhe has made for the country over the years. They are the medals of merit he has received for his outstanding military exploits over the years with his own life!"

The Dragon God spoke loudly and every word was powerful: "Thirty-eight times of third-class merit, twenty-nine times of second-class merit, eleven times of first-class merit, nine times of special merit, a total of eighty-seven merit medals, not one of which is too much." !”

"Look, everyone, take a closer look. Do you smell anything? It's the smell of blood. Every one of these merit medals is stained with Chen Liuhe's blood. He defended these with his life! "

The Dragon God looked around at everyone: "He fought on the battlefield countless times, taking the lead. He shed his blood for the sake of this mountain and river. He fought in all directions for the sake of the people in this mountain and river!"

"He is protecting the territory and the people, but we have to abandon such a lovely warrior. I want to ask, is this really appropriate? By doing this, won't the country feel guilty? And won't the people feel cold?" Dragon God's words are serious and thoughtful.

Immediately, everyone present fell silent.

The merit medals on the table were really dazzling, and the impact they brought was indeed too intuitive, rushing directly into everyone's heart.

Every medal of merit is a story, a thrilling struggle between life and death.

"He is only twenty-five years old! A twenty-five-year-old soldier has achieved such great military exploits. What is he but a national treasure?" Zhang Ling also spoke sharply.

"How can we abandon such a person? He protects the land, rivers and mountains with his flesh and blood, but now we can't even protect him, so who are we? Where is the majesty of our country? Where is the face of our country? "Xia Zhengyang was also sonorous and powerful.

This time the heated discussion fell into a stalemate again.

This meeting lasted until very late, and ended at dawn.

Before the meeting ended, Dragon God only said one sentence: "Actually, he is the person most likely to become the patron saint of the country. As long as he is given enough time to grow, he will definitely suppress all enemies! His loyalty There is no need to doubt that no matter when the time comes, he will sacrifice his life for the country without hesitation."

After leaving these words, the Dragon God left, leaving only the crowd in silence.

That night, Chen Liuhe, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not fall asleep. He kept his eyes open and stared blankly at the white ceiling.

Although he didn't know what happened tonight, he was not stupid and he could guess some things.

At this moment, he felt a little uneasy, as if he was waiting for his fate to be judged.

The sky was getting brighter, but Chen Liuhe still didn't feel sleepy. He thought a lot that night.

Before the war had completely started, he fell into an extremely passive situation.

And the root of all this stems from his weakness.

Thinking of this, Chen Liuhe could only smile bitterly.

He has worked very hard, he is constantly making himself stronger, and he is doing very well.

But in the end, he still found that he was too weak.

His time is really too little. If he is given another ten years, he believes that he can change everything.

However, it was impossible for his opponents to give him more time. His opponents were indeed too strong.

That kind of power was like dark clouds pressing down on the city, so heavy that Chen Liuhe could hardly breathe.

There was movement outside the ward, and the door was pushed open. When Chen Liuhe looked, he saw two old people, Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Ling.

This shocked Chen Liuhe, and he was overjoyed immediately. He did not expect that these two old people would suddenly appear here.

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Zhang, why are you here?" Chen Liuhe hurriedly struggled to sit up and barely got off the ground to greet them.

It was obvious that Chen Liuhe was very excited.

"You kid, if your injury is serious, just lie down." Xia Zhengyang strode over and pressed his palms against Chen Liuhe.

Chen Liuhe grinned.

Looking at the two old wrinkled faces in front of him, many thoughts flashed through Chen Liuhe's mind at this moment.

He had already guessed why these two respected old men chose to enter Beijing at this juncture.

He was moved in his heart.

“Mr.

Xia Zhengyang patted Chen Liuhe on the shoulder and said, "What are you talking about? How can we sit idly by when something happens to you? Even if it's not for your sake, we still have to do it for the sake of the old squad leader, right?"