Zhou Weimin and Zuo Aiguo's cars passed through the military compound and drove to the military airport more than ten minutes later. Zhou Weimin was delayed for some time when he waited for Xiaoyu, and became almost the last person to arrive.

When Xiaoyu saw the welcome scene shining golden and gathered stars. Several main leaders of the Tianjing Military Region, as well as Grandpa Yang, who went to the front line as the commander-in-chief of the Western Front, stood in front of all the old men in military uniforms, Grandpa Ye in Zhongshan suit. What a heavyweight welcome team, Xiaoyu thought to herself.

"Chief!" Zhou Weimin and Zuo Aiguo stood at attention and greeted Marshal Ye.

"Haha, why did you two masters run behind us? This is wrong, I need to be punished." Marshal Ye was very happy today and made a rare joke.

"Haha, the leader will punish you as much as you say. Let's admit it, haha." Zhou Weimin also answered casually. Since the end of the war, the tense atmosphere in Tianjin has disappeared, and the mood between the leaders has improved, and there has been a little more comfort in normal times.

"Hello Grandpa Ye, hello Grandpa Yang, hello uncles and uncles!" Xiaoyu walked forward and greeted the people present generously.

"Oh, our little princess is here, dressed so beautifully, who are you here to pick up?" When Marshal Ye saw Xiaoyu, his tone was filled with the pampering of an elder.

Xiaoyu didn't avoid it, ran to Marshal Ye, pulled his arm and acted coquettishly: "Hate, Grandpa Ye~~~~~"

"Hahaha~~~~" Everyone who was familiar with each other smiled happily.

At this time, the roar of the plane also came and slowly landed from the sky. Xiaoyu knew her identity at this moment and silently took a few steps back. This was not the time for him and Xiaojun to express their lovesickness.

Marshal Ye and General Yang also noticed Xiaoyu's actions, and nodded with a smile, with an admiring look in their eyes.

The soldiers of the Independent Regiment walked out of the plane in an orderly manner. Whether it was Marshal Ye or Zhou Weimin Zuo Aiguo and other generals of the Tianjing Military Region, their eyes suddenly lit up. After hearing countless rumors about the Independent Regiment, the concept of the Iron Army had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone. Until now, just from the spirit of the soldiers and the uniform pace, from the beginning of getting off the plane, the people present felt that there was only one person stepping on the ground. The first impression of the Iron Army had already made Marshal Ye and others nodded frequently.

As the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion walked down from the last plane, as soon as the elite troops in the independent regiment appeared, Marshal Ye and others felt a strong aura coming to their faces, a kind of iron-blooded soldiers who killed countless enemies and came from the heart.

Xiaojun saw Marshal Ye, his father and others present at first sight, and also saw Xiaoyu standing behind everyone. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. With just one glance, both of them felt the other's gaze.

It was dark, a little strong, and he was tired. The deep inside of that gentle gaze was filled with deep fatigue. Xiaoyu really wanted to hug him tightly, give him warmth, and give her a harbor where she could rest quietly.

"Dear leaders, all members of the Independent Group have arrived, please give instructors." Xiaojun walked to everyone and saluted with a peaceful look on his face.

Marshal Ye took the lead in returning the gift, and all the generals sincerely gave a military salute to Xiaojun and the Independent Regiment. That honor was a thank you for the Independent Regiment's great military achievements.

"Is the soldiers' mental state okay? There is a commendation meeting in the afternoon, so I'm waiting for the independent group. If there is no problem, it's best for all members to attend." Zhou Weimin asked.

"No problem." Xiaojun knew that this might be the greatest honor and praise of all independent regiment soldiers in their military careers.

"Okay, get in the car and go back to the military district first, wash and change clothes." Zuo Aiguo ordered, after all, the team of the Independent Group came from his own subordinates.

No one responded. Zuo Aiguo was stunned at the time. The soldiers of the Independent Sect looked straight, as if they had not heard their orders at all.

"The wounded got into the car, and the others followed me and ran back to the military region." Xiaojun quickly contacted that as long as these kids had themselves, they could ignore anyone's orders. They embarrassed my dad as soon as they came back.

"Chief, see you in the military region." Xiaojun saluted again and then ran away from the airport first. When he ran past Xiaoyu, he smiled slightly.

No soldier admitted to being a wounded person, nor did he get on the car, and the neat team followed Xiaojun out of the airport.

"Patriotic, Xiaojun is the soul of the independent regiment. Xiaojun is here, this army has an absolute soul. It will not obey anyone's orders and will be defeated." Seeing Zuo Aiguo's awkward look, Ye patted his shoulder and said comfortingly.

All Zuo Aiguo's acquaintances were present, and they all looked at him with a hint of teasing eyes, and the corners of their mouths kept twitching.

"My son, what's wrong with me? You guys don't have to laugh, you guys have the ability to compete with my son?" Zuo Aiguo looked at the old guys with dissatisfaction.

When Marshal Ye saw these people's expressions stiff, his eyes were avoiding Zuo Aiguo, and he couldn't help laughing. Zuo Aiguo's two sons are indeed different. They have achieved success at a young age, especially this young son, which almost made everyone envious.

"Okay, let's go, don't fall behind Xiaojun and the others." Mr. Ye waved his hand and signaled that everyone could set off and rescue everyone.

The convoy set out along the highway, and thought that they would soon see the Independent Regiment that had left a few minutes earlier. It was not until they were about to arrive in the military region that they saw the soldiers of the Independent Regiment maintaining a neat queue. When they ran quickly, everyone seemed so relaxed, giving people the feeling that such a fast march seemed to be as simple as usual.

When the Independent Regiment ran into the military region, almost all the soldiers who came down from the front line and visited here stood up straight, saluted, and watched every warrior who ran past the Independent Regiment. This was the most sincere respect.

The convoy also drove by the Independent Regiment until the Military District Office Building.

"Xiaojun, tell Dashan that all the new military uniforms have been placed in their previous camp. Let's take everyone to change them." Zuo Aiguo did not directly order Dashan this time, but said to Xiaojun first.

"Zhang Dashan!" Xiaojun turned around and shouted.

"arrive!"

"Take everyone to the camp before the reconnaissance camp to change clothes, take a bath, and put weapons into the warehouse. I gather here as an hour."

"yes!"

After seeing the soldiers of the Independent Regiment leave, Xiaoyu walked to her lover, held a backpack in her hand, and said affectionately: "Your clothes are all washed here."

"Xiaojun, we are waiting for you in the conference room. Let's go. Don't bother the couple." Mr. Ye greeted everyone and walked into the office building.

Zuo Aiguo walked at the end and said something when he passed by Xiaojun: "Go to my office to change clothes and wash."

As soon as he walked into Zuo Aiguo's office, Xiaoyu threw herself into Xiaojun's arms, and a deep feeling of longing surged: "Husband, I miss you so much!"

"Are you okay?" Xiaojun asked in a low voice, stroking his lover's hair in his arms.

"Fortunately, everyone misses you every day. They have been away for nearly a year, without any news at all, and they are worried about us to death." Xiaoyu gently hit the chest of the man in front of her.

"Haha, am I back now? I'm full of sweat. Don't get your clothes dirty. I'll wash it first."

Xiaoyu ignored Xiaojun's words, raised her feet, her lips connected, and her passion was ignited instantly.

Fortunately, Xiaojun could still hold it back, but now he was completely immersed in his lover's body and affection, and almost lost control and put Xiaoyu on the spot to rectify the Dharma.

"Husband, this~~~This is not possible." Xiaoyu gasped and whispered, which made Xiaojun wake up. This is my father's office, and there are a group of people waiting for him in the conference room outside.

"Hey, I'm a year of life on the battlefield. Even when I see the sow, I can't control it!" Xiaojun said with emotion. Once the desire is ignited, I can't control it.

"Go to die, who is the sow?" Xiaoyu pouted her mouth and stepped on Xiaojun hard.

"Of course it's not my baby wife. Alas, I really want to go home now." Xiaojun said as he began to take off his clothes and walk towards the bathroom of Zuo Paiguo's office.

"Wait!" Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed Xiaojun, stared at his upper body and said, "Are you injured again?"

"No!" The three gunshot wounds were naturally healed. Xiaojun was afraid that Xiaoyu was worried. Besides, there were so many scars on his body that he couldn't tell how many of them were added, so he lied.

Tears flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes and said quietly: "Husband, I know every skin on your body, so why don't you know that you have scars? You must pay attention to safety in the future. What if you have three long and two shorts, what should we sisters do?"
Chapter completed!