After reconstruction, not only the prosperity of the past was restored, but it was not much different from other cities in various places.

After half a year of displacement and hardship, the people are particularly enjoying the hard-won stability.

Especially New Year's Eve is coming, New Year's Eve, which is also the New Year.

In Yanhuang, people describe New Year's Eve and New Year as "saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, and eradicating the hardships and hardships of the past year...".

In the past six months, Taotie, giant wolves and demons have all invaded the land of China.

Now that they are gone and the New Year is here, people take advantage of the New Year's Eve to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, wash away the hardships of the past six months and welcome the beauty of the new year, hoping that there will be less disasters in the new year.

If you go to each city and take a look, you can see people running around everywhere inside and outside the city.

They are buying New Year's goods for the New Year, so that their family members can have some sweetness after half a year of bitterness.

In addition to the streets inside and outside the city, there are people walking around buying new year goods for their families.

There were also some caring people who took their New Year's goods and came to the locations of the loyal soul cemeteries in each city.

Juxia City Loyal Soul Cemetery.

A child, who was held by his mother and was only four or five years old at most, looked at the tombstones erected in the cemetery and asked with confusion in his eyes:

"Mom, what are we doing here?"

The woman holding the child touched the top of her son's head, fearing to disturb these people's rest and whispered:

"Let's see the warriors, pilots, and supernatural warriors you dream about every day!"

The child looked around, but did not see a soldier that matched his memory. He asked more doubtfully: "Where are they? Why didn't I see them?"

"They..." the woman said slowly, and glanced at the newly erected tombstones. Her eyes were moist, and her voice was a little choked and she said:

"They are protecting our land in China underground."

"Then...don't they celebrate the Chinese New Year?" The child bit his finger and tilted his head and asked.

"Go ahead!"

The woman patted the back of her son's head, pointed to the fruit she was holding in her other hand, and said with tears in her eyes:

"Didn't Mom bring you here to give them food so that they can have a good New Year and not be hungry?"

"Oh, then mom, I'll help you deliver it!"

"The little boy is so good!"

"Of course, the warrior uncles tell me to be good, and I will listen to my mother's words. From now on, I want to be a... warrior, a person with powers... No, I want to be a mecha warrior, a pilot! I will drive a mecha to protect my mother...!

"

"good!"

…

In Tianhe City Loyal Soul Garden, Lao Zhao, who almost died during the counterattack on Tianhe City but was finally saved by his own exoskeleton mecha, held a bottle of liquor in his hand and poured the wine into his palm while wiping it on the tombstone.

Lao Zhao's steps were obviously very light, but every time he wiped one tombstone and walked towards the next, there was a sense of heaviness.

His back gives people an indescribable feeling of loneliness and sadness.

Walking past Lao Zhao, who wiped every tombstone, he came to the last tombstone.

Old Zhao looked at the photo on the last tombstone and recalled in his mind the time of the counterattack on Tianhe City.

"Old Zhao, we old guys can just go up. Your son is only twenty-one or two, why do you want him to stay?"

"Old Zhao, tell me if we can win the counterattack this morning?"

"Old Zhao, use the laser sword to stab the alien devil I'm holding to death. Leave me alone! I've made a profit!"

"Old Zhao, I probably won't survive. Take off my exoskeleton mecha and put it on a young warrior. You can also give it to your son. Your son is a good warrior!"

"Old Zhao, live well, you are the only one left in our class!"

…

A picture flashed through his mind, and a series of voices sounded. Old Zhao picked up the bottle of liquor, poured it into his hands and wiped it on the tombstone. His face withered by the years was trembling, his eyes were red, and his throat was surging and he wanted to make a sound.

But holding it in so hard caused pain.

"Ahem!"

Lao Zhao, who had taken a sip of liquor, coughed, rested and sat beside the tombstone, raised his hand and put it on the tombstone, as if he were putting it on a friend's shoulder and said:

"Ever since we were in the same class, you've been saying that I don't speak Mandarin very well. You open your mouth and say 'I' all the time, and you're still stupid and sincere.

Chief Qiao originally wanted me to follow the Great Sage to the Northern Star to receive the medal, but I didn't go. Are you going to call me stupid again for not going? It's such a good thing for me not to go?

I am getting old. Since the last battle against Tianhe, my health has become worse and worse. The doctor said that I have suffered too many injuries and I will probably not be able to do any strenuous exercise in the future.

You said I can't do much with a medal, and I can't let people laugh at me because I'm a person who enjoys happiness just by sitting in a high position?

Xiao Zhao, my son, who went to North Star a few days ago, called me and said that everyone in our class was written into the red history, and some people even wrote it into the books that the children will read in school in the future!

Hey, tell me how many people in this TV series want to be remembered in history, but I didn’t expect that a rough guy like me could actually meet him.

Yanhuang...has not forgotten us!"

As he spoke, a happy smile filled the corners of Lao Zhao's mouth, but as he smiled, Lao Zhao bowed his head and fell silent.

After a while, Lao Zhao, who lowered his head, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and big tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes.

"Brothers, it's Chinese New Year, remember to go home and visit, I miss you!"

…

In Yanhuang, some people use green pine as a metaphor for soldiers.

Because "heavy snow presses down the green pine, and the green pine stands tall and straight." No matter how difficult the living conditions are, the green pine grows straight!

Because the green pines are evergreen all year round and will last forever, just like the Yanhuang soldiers in military uniforms, they remain perseverant in all seasons!

The lush green pines are like warriors standing upright against the severe cold and heat. They are not afraid of the severe cold and heat, stand proudly, and guard the world unyieldingly.

Close to the north, the relatively cold Northern Star has planted many green plants that can grow in winter to green the city's ecology.

However, when it comes to places that remain green all year round, the only one is the Loyalty Cemetery of the Northern Star.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Passing through the high-rise buildings in the North Star, you come to a place where green pines are everywhere like soldiers standing guard, the burial place of heroes, and the resting place of heroes.

The Northern Star Loyal Soul Cemetery.

At this moment, in the Northern Star Loyal Soul Cemetery, soldiers wearing military uniforms with the same color as the green pine stood neatly and orderly on both sides of the memorial square of the cemetery.

These warriors include exoskeleton mecha warriors like Lanyue Puqiu and supernatural warriors, all warriors of the Xiongbing Company, and mortal warriors who are neither exoskeleton mecha nor supernatural warriors.

In addition, there were also generals from the Northern Star military such as Milon, and even the Supreme Commander of the Northern Star, Huang Lao, among them.

"Xiaxia isn't coming?"

Milon glanced at the watch on his wrist and whispered.

Is it possible that Xia Xue is doing research and has forgotten today?

As mentioned before, soldiers who died in various places will be sent to the former military headquarters and then escorted to the Loyal Soul Cemetery in their place of origin.

Today is the day when all the fallen soldiers whose origins were in the Northern Star will enter the Northern Star Loyal Soul Cemetery.

"I won't come!"

Mr. Huang glanced at the rising sun and said with certainty: "Among these sacrificed soldiers are the soldiers of Xiao Xia. He will not fail to see them off on their last journey!"

As soon as Mr. Huang finished his words, Xia Xue, dressed in military uniform, walked step by step on the road leading to the Cemetery Memorial Square.

"Old Huang! Uncle Mi!..."

"Well, you can take charge! There are many of your soldiers among them."

Mr. Huang looked at Xia Xue, who was busy with experiments recently, nodded and said

Most of the soldiers who died under Milon were in the first and second battles of the Northern Star, and most of the soldiers who died have been admitted to the cemetery, such as when Xia Xue met Qin Puyu, a little boy who came to the cemetery to see his father.

The soldiers who sacrificed their lives to enter the Northern Star Loyal Soul Cemetery are naturally soldiers from the Northern Star Military Headquarters. Most of them were the soldiers who followed Xia Xue and sacrificed their lives in various places during the expedition from the Northern Star.

I remember that before the expedition, the Northern Star Air Force Base once blessed the air force soldiers on the expedition with the words, "May the mountains and rivers be safe, may everyone be safe, and may you triumph!".

Now the mountains and rivers have slowly returned to their original state, but it is a pity that some of the princes who went on the expedition that day are unable to see the mountains and rivers as they were before.

Xia Xue, who received Huang Lao's instructions, came to the cemetery memorial square.

In the front row and in the middle of the square, in front of Xia Xue, are the soldiers who are over 1.80 meters tall, with regular features and sharp eyes.

These soldiers of honor solemnly held a square-sized coffin in their hands, which was covered with bright red flags.

Xia Xue looked at the coffin box covered with bright red flags, and looked at the figures in the photos on the coffin box.

Among these figures were some he had known before, some he was acquainted with, and some he did not recognize.

For a moment, Xia Xue's mind flashed with all the record files from Dawn Terminal about the sacrificed soldiers.

Xia Xue, who had already consumed a lot of mental energy due to deducing the calculation gene engine, received a lot of information in his mind in an instant, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Suddenly, Xia Xue seemed to see the sacrificed soldiers coming back to life one by one in front of each of the soldiers holding an urn in their hands. Seeing the land of China restored to its original state, Xia Xue smiled happily.
To be continued...