I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

Only two people left to report the day's progress to the Der Spiegel Division.

This matter has always been in the heart of Liu Lao, otherwise he would not meet with the leaders overnight after the incident of Gates of Hell in Yudu, and actively promote the establishment of the Embroidery Bureau.

He knew very well in his heart that only the extraordinary can defeat the extraordinary!

The Department of Spiegel must have its own transcender, otherwise there will be more soldiers who will fight and die in front of evil spirits and ghosts one after another.

They all have parents, wives and children, and brothers and sisters.

Behind every hero is a living family.

Even if guard home, defend the country, Protector people are their bounden duty.

Lao Liu didn't want to see human lives fall like weeds. In the end, he couldn't stop the invasion of evil spirits.

Such sacrifices are meaningless.

"Ding Wei, immediately report to his superiors and ask for permission to clear the way with military vehicles and escort the heroic souls back to the National Shrine of Praise and Protection!"

"Yes!"

Liu Lao's request was quickly approved.

About ten minutes or so, soldiers from the regiment battalions who had been stagnant outside Fuqian Avenue due to the snowstorm drove eleven military vehicles to the meeting place and quickly completed the formation along Fuqian Avenue.

"Report!

The group is assembled, please give instructions!"

"Stop!"

Ding Wei ran back When I came to Mr. Liu, I was about to report the time.

In the sky suddenly there was a sound of propellers.

Not far away, a formation of 38 helicopters circled and landed along the square on the other side of Fuqian Street.

On each helicopter, there are five soldiers holding the black tablet in both hands and walking towards the meeting place.

The leader of the team is Dai Star Sea, the commander of the Battle Master directly under the Xijiao Airport, who is also Ding Wei’s direct leader.

"Master? Why are you here."

Ding Wei greeted him with a little surprise and slapped his salute.

Dai Star Sea hurriedly returned a salute, nodded, and did not say anything. Instead, he walked quickly to Lao Liu, paid a military salute, and said loudly: "The Battle Master at the Xijiao Airport is instructed to escort the G train. A hero tablet, report to Lao Liu!"

"Good, good, good!"

Liu Lao looked a little excited, his eyes swept across each soldier’s chest. When the tablet was placed, tears appeared in the wrinkled eye sockets, and the order was ordered with tears.

"Everyone has it, escort the heroic soul to Baozhong and protect the country shrine!"

"Salute!!"

Ding Wei shouted hoarsely,

Nearly a thousand officers and soldiers of the regiment walked along the west side of Fuqian Street, all raised their arms at once, and saluteed the military in an upright manner.

"shua!"

Watching the soldier one by one holding the tablet in his hand get on the ground in the military vehicle.

"Mr. Jia, Chai Captain, get in the car."

"Please."

Baozhonghu National Shrine is until now in Sails Region The place to commemorate the martyrs and heroes, the mountainside of the ancestral hall is a cemetery, and the sleeping martyrs and heroes are naturally.

Su Mo, who is incarnation of Jia Yi, sits in the black car, silently looking at the soldiers standing upright on both sides of the road.

in the sky 38 armed helicopters formed a flying formation to escort the convoy all the way to the west.

This

armed security officer is the most serious casualty of the Der Spiegel Division since entering the era of the United States.

One hundred and eighty-nine living lives fell among the mountains of the South Mountain Range.

Maybe before they set off, they each promised their families.

"Mom and dad, I will come back to see you after taking turns."

"My dear, I am half a warrior, and I must obey orders."

"My wife, I have a temporary task. I don't know how long it will take. Child and parents are spending some snacks. It's hard work for you."

……

All of them are just like this. Yun Yan was torn to pieces by that heavenly man.

After the westbound motorcade drove out of Shuncheng Gate, it was no longer within the scope of traffic control, but unexpectedly, all the cars on the road that were supposed to be busy at this moment stopped on both sides of the road. .

The owners of all kinds of cars, standing in front of the car door, as if relaying with soldiers of the regiment

, raising their right arm, saluting, watching eleven cars full of load The hero's military vehicle.

Liu Lao put down the car window with a look of confusion. He just picked up the walkie-talkie to ask a question, but suddenly heard the long-lost broadcast sound outside the car window, on the street side, and on the floor.

"Here is the news broadcast of Yan Capital City Radio Station. Hello everyone, friends, today, Lingnan Province has encountered a terrorist attack premeditated by a group of foreign forces..."

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Every TV in every household, no matter what program is playing, is suddenly turned into a unified live news screen.

"This is the news channel of Sails TV. Hello everyone, everyone, I will temporarily insert a piece of news...In this anti-terrorism battle, an armed security officer unfortunately sacrificed..."

The recovery of Spiritual Qi and the evil spirits of Foreign Domain have not been announced after all. Perhaps Der Spiegel considers the stability of the overall situation and does not want too much turmoil in the society.

However, Sairs people have inherited thousands of years and survived hardships and survived undefeated. It is precisely because of their deep-rooted unity and unity.

So in order to condense the hearts of the people and find a perfect cover for the extraordinary battle that may occur next, Der Spiegel spread the news of the return of the heroic soul through the news channel of Sails TV station and Yan Capital City radio station. .

At this moment, the entire region was shocked.

It is necessary to know that for a long time, terrorists are still active and rampant, but the occurrence of such a large number of anti-terrorism casualties in Sails is absolutely shocking like never before.

These damn terrorists are too rampant!

The emotion of the same hatred and hatred was in place in an instant.

It’s just that they don’t know that the heroic soul who is honored to honour the loyalty and guardian shrine is the real hero Nether Soul.

"...Bao Zhong protects the national shrine for fifteen miles away, let us escort the souls to rest together. This is the news broadcast of Yan Capital City Radio Station, FM 0.1."

" …Bao Zhong protects the country’s shrine for fifteen miles to return home, let’s pray for the souls to rest in peace. This is the news channel of Sails TV station."

The people of the whole Sails region knew that, This summer is not so calm and tranquil.

When they didn’t know, there was this

a hero guarded their safety.

Go west all the way.

On the crosswalk on both sides of the road.

There is already a crowd.

The citizens took to the streets one after another, watching the hero go away with tears, like two red oceans.

Su Mo's eyes became a little wet unconsciously.

After all, it has only been more than two months since I was born again.

The tragedy of the broken mountains and rivers, corpses everywhere across the field, is not a long-term memory for him.

After the "Shattered Night" of the previous life, countless heavens and people descended on the Earth Alliance, and Sails had almost no resistance. Tens of millions of people died or fled.

The Sals region, which has a population of close to 2 billion, will eventually have a population of only one million, distributed among five Underground Cities, struggling on whilst at death's door, counting the days to live.

The unprovoked killings of the heavens and humans, the lack of food sources, the harsh living environment, and the epidemics brought about by dead bodies made that era dim.

Nowadays, Su Mo has started the layout more than two months in advance, and he will not allow the same situation to occur again for the second time.

A dog is better than a man, dare to come to Sails to try?

Of course, Su Mo can only think about these words in his mind at present. If these words really cause fluctuations in matter and energy and expose the location of the ground connection, then it is really troublesome.

This is why he faced Chai Songsai and the others and called the piano insect beast a Foreign Domain evil demon, rather than an unknown dimension of heaven.

After all, Sails does not have enough transcenders now!

It's a pity, so many people are concerned about the return of the heroic soul, if the Der Spiegel directly announces the recovery of Spiritual Qi, I have to get a little shaken!

Su Mo thought with some greedy eyes, so he asked system in his mind.

"Host, your thoughts are very good, but I have to remind you that you are still a transcender of realm, and system permissions are only at the dominator level. If there are a lot of shaking points in an instant ......"

"What will happen?" Su Mo asked curiously.

"Overflow and then be enlarged, Primal Chaos Fist can also become a cultivation cheat, refer to your previous life, and at the same time, the coordinates of the ground connection in the dimensional space will be as conspicuous as the light bulb in the room."

......Let's play steadily.

But having said that, the gains this time cannot be considered small. Just the dozens of people participating in the conference and the soldiers responsible for the security of the conference have already contributed more than 5,000 to shake things up.

After a while, I arrived at Baozhonghu National Shrine. Let's come again and harvest the faltering points of the Battle Master at Xijiao Airport. This trip is even a big profit.

After all, those winter climates are just illusions in "The Book of Clouds and Rain", and everyone's feelings are also derived from their own psychological cues.

After all, does anyone say it is snowing?

Soon, the convoy arrived at Baozhonghu National Shrine.

The special cars that Liu Lao, Su Mo, and the others took and the eleven military vehicles drove straight to the parking lot.

The flight formation cannot land, and can only drive back to the Xijiao Airport first.

With tears in his eyes, Lao Liu passed among the soldiers holding the tablet, and looked at the ordinary names on the tablet, and felt a tingling pain in his heart.

"Send the heroic soul memorial tablet to the shrine!"

The old Liu, who was already a bit old, was a little uncomfortable after experiencing the toss he had just now. With his throat, loudly shouted.

"Salute!"

The soldiers guarding Baozhonghu National Shrine, who have been ordered to wait here, stand in two rows along the road leading to the ancestral hall, neatly aligned. Respect the military salute.

Jia Yi walked to Liu Lao, took the yin-yang pairing, held it on his fingertips for a moment, the yin-yang pairing turned yang into yin, and suddenly piles of green smoke rose up, and gradually condensed into Human form.

Their expressions seemed a little confused. After all, they had just become Nether Soul and were taken into the yin and yang match by Jia Yi, and there is no saneness yet.

Jia Yi flicked his fingers for a few times, splitting countless spiritual powers into them, and the human form that the smoke turned into suddenly became clear as an ordinary person, but there was nothing under his legs.

"Where is this?"

"Am I not dead?"

At first they were a little flustered and at a loss, but when they saw Mr. Liu , Just as before, quickly floated in a neat line, saluting.

"Hello Mr. Liu!"

Mr. Liu is the head of the security department, and it is no accident that he can recognize him.

When the old man looked at the vivid but pale face in front of him, his breathing became a little unstable, and his arms were trembling and raised.

"Welcome home."

At this time, they also discovered the fact that they have become the Nether Soul. After all, under the action of spiritual power, their minds are restored, and it is easy Can recall the horror of that day.

Although everyone was holding a certain death mind at the time, it was always a little sad for them to look at their Nether Soul at this moment.

As the long platoon, Xiang Qishan floated out of the crowd, mobilizing as before.

"Brothers, when we are alive, we are all good! We are dead, and we can't be a gangster. Isn't it a ghost?"

"I just became a ghost. To guard home, defend the country!"

"Where are you?"

A group of Nether Souls all have firm faces, and they all responded together: "We are the same. Ghost, also guard home, defend the country!"