This is a force that has clearly suffered a hard battle.

There are lots of holes in the clothes.

A barrel bent and deformed by continued firing.

The gunpowder smoke accumulated in my fingernails and formed thick stains.

All signs indicate that this is an iron-blooded force!

And there were a lot of people. Five people walked in a row for eight or nine minutes before they all crossed the Chang'an City Wall. At least the number of people reached three to four thousand, the size of a regiment!

But the flags that are flying have all kinds of numbers.

The Fifth Division of the Chang'an First Army.

Chang'an First Army Second Division.

Chang'an Staff Guard Regiment.

Chang'an Third Information Corps.

There is even a company of the first corps of the third division of the Chang'an Second Army, a flag specific to the company headquarters!

At the entrance of the Chang'an City Wall, more and more people from Chang'an were watching.

There are more and more Daxia red flags flying in people's hands.

First, countless people admired it, and then countless people expressed sadness.

Just because this army of three to four thousand people is flying so many flags with different numbers...

This shows that the original corps and even divisions have been broken up.

All the living soldiers formed this returning army.

The survival rate is faintly demonstrated by this unit.

The total number of troops represented by these different numbers is at least 50,000 to 60,000.

But only three to four thousand people came back alive.

With a battle loss rate of more than 80%, all Chang'an people who realized this no longer cheered and applauded, but instead suppressed to the limit.

Finally, the gray-haired old man asked the passing soldier: "Where are the others...the others?"

The soldier smiled and replied: "Still behind, the troops are too scattered, and the superiors want us to return to Chang'an as a group."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nearby smiled with relief.

It turns out that we were overthinking it.

A wave of cheers finally sounded.

We don't ask you to come back with honors.

We only want the children from our hometown.

All come back from the battlefield alive.

...

The troops triggered a craze in the whole place, and countless people went out happily to look for their fathers, mothers, daughters, and sons.

The crowd gradually surged, and Zhao Haihuang could only swallow the bad breath and turned around and walked towards the helicopter.

"Hai Shuai, do we still want to continue the mission?" the burly man asked.

"In front of millions of Chang'an people, a head-on conflict broke out with the Supervisory Hall?" Zhao Haihuang's voice still sounded like it was squeezed out from between his teeth: "You still have to do it! Go back to the imperial capital!"

Although these people belong to the Northwest Theater Headquarters, they actually belong to Zhao Haihuang's trusted escort team in the imperial capital.

"Okay! Everyone retreats!"

Standing at the door of the Supervisory Hall, looking at the helicopters that were not far away, Lin Xiao suddenly took a deep breath and sang loudly:

"My friend is here and there is some good wine."

"Here comes the jackal, with that shotgun!"

"Shuai Zhao, walk slowly without seeing me off!!"

Huang Quan and others behind him were full of admiration and silently gave a thumbs up.

Who is the friend and who is the jackal?

Brother Xiao, you really dare to say that...

On the helicopter, when he heard Lin Xiao's singing, Zhao Haihuang's eyes instantly turned black, his body was shaky, veins popped out in his palms and he squeezed the seat handle tightly.

With a bang, the steel handle shattered!

The tough man: "Hai Shuai! Don't listen to the nonsense of that idiot, calm down!"

Zhao Haihuang closed his eyes and took a deep breath with trembling lips.

"It's okay, I can bear it, I can still bear it..."

...

"Lin Xiao, the frontline troops are back, let's go and see them together?"

After Zhao Haihuang's crisis was resolved, Huang Quan and others became keenly interested in the returning troops at the entrance of Chang'an City.

But looking at this posture, those troops should have returned directly to the Chang'an Military Headquarters and would not have passed by the gate of the Supervisory Hall headquarters.

"You go ahead, I'll forget about it." Lin Xiao waved his hand: "There are a lot of things going on inside, huh, they say they are Qiongzhao warriors, but in fact they are brainwashed dead warriors. The mission is heavy. Come back early after you finish playing.

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Zhang Hujun: "Boss, I'll stay and help you!"

Huang Quan and others: "Haha, then we will be late and leave early."

Looking at the backs of Huang Quan and others, Lin Xiao shook his head helplessly and led Zhang Hujun back to the headquarters of the Supervisory Hall.

In addition, Dong Huanyu just sent a message, saying that he had made an important discovery and wanted to discuss it with him.

...

Huang Quan and others were wearing daily clothes, either black overalls or white sportswear, and happily blended into the crowd.

Just standing in the crowd, just looking at the red flag of Daxia waving with countless arms, and just smelling the smoke from the troops returning home in the distance, Huang Quan and others felt waves of blood rushing to their hearts.

"I heard about it when I sneaked in just now." Sun Sheng shouted at the top of his lungs.

The environment was too noisy, and Huang Quan shouted at the top of his lungs: "What?"

"That is to say, this unit that came back first is the strongest of all the legions in the Chang'an theater!"

"Why!!"

Qin Zha also shouted: "Rumor!"

"No!" Sun Sheng shouted until his face turned red and his neck thickened: "Think about it, only the strongest soldiers can run in front of all the soldiers and be the first to enter Chang'an City!!"

Huang Quan, Qin Zha, Mo Feng: "..."

"I'm right. The stronger you are, the faster you run, and the sooner you come back."

"Shut up, don't tell people you know me."

"Brother Sun Sheng, did you get confused by playing Mushroom Man last night?"

"You are the only one playing Mushroom Man, your whole family is playing Mushroom Man!"

The smell of gunpowder smoke became stronger.

At a certain moment, the people around Huang Quan and the others were all shouting and cheering like crazy. The sound was so loud that their eardrums trembled, and even the ground shook rhythmically.

"It's coming! It's coming! It's finally here!!"

Amidst the loud cheers, Huang Quan and others stood on tiptoes desperately.

The next moment, looking at the troops walking in front of him, Qin Zha's pupils shrank suddenly, his face was as red as pig liver, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Dad! Dad! That's my dad..."

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However, his voice was mercilessly swallowed up by the loud cheers.

He could only wave his arms helplessly.

Walking at the front of the troops, the man wearing the military uniform of a senior colonel with a resolute face was Qin Zha's father and Lin Xiao's uncle. He had made great achievements in fighting the Hundred-footed Giant Squid on the front line of the East China Sea and was awarded the fifth rank in succession.

Military way!

Then, amidst Qin Zha's excited cheers and gazes, Qin Jundao led a group of the strongest soldiers in the Chang'an war zone, slowly walked into the distance, and walked into the Chang'an military headquarters, which had already prepared a dust-cleansing banquet and a celebration banquet.

What will greet them there will first be hugs and salutes from all the personnel of the Chang'an Military Headquarters, followed by twenty-four hours of sleep, and finally a huge amount of rewards and honors.

In fact, for Qin Jundao, he does not need to get rewards and honors anymore, because the military rank on his shoulders, from the second lieutenant before the expedition to the senior colonel when he returned, is already better than all the rewards. What he wants to do most now is,
Chapter completed!