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The morning sun shines on the Genting base.

Paint the relief above the base gate to create a different kind of charm.

A super-large space portal slowly opened in the square outside the base.

Lin Xiangdi, Chi Xuan and others, who had been alerted by the messenger pigeon in advance, were waiting eagerly with many logistics personnel.

As the first bloody figure stepped out of the portal, everyone's cheers came to an abrupt end.

In the fat man's arms, there was a soldier who had lost his breath.

Under the helmet that was taken off, there was an extremely young face.

A rough estimate is that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

However, half of his cheeks had been burned into charcoal by the flames.

He was vaguely identifiable as a handsome young man.

Now, the good years are over...

As a Genting warrior stepped out of the portal.

The logistics staff with red eyes stood around silently.

The joy was no longer in my heart.

"108..."

"325..."

"874..."

Chi Xuan covered her mouth and silently counted the number of casualties. Tears had already wet her cheeks.

The lifeless faces kept reappearing in her mind.

In some cases, she could find overlapping images in her memory.

Not long ago, they had smiled at themselves.

He took the meteor gold armor and weapons from his hands and said 'thank you'...

"1245..."

After counting the last number, Chi Xuan knelt weakly on the ground.

I don't know whether I should be happy or sad.

Have both!

Fortunately, only 1245 soldiers were killed in the battle.

Sad that 1245 soldiers have passed away forever.

"Woooooooo..."

Some young support staff who had not experienced much loss could no longer suppress their cries.

These people may not have much to do with them.

However, this battle is different from before.

This is a battle to defend the homeland!

The Chinese people are concerned about the invasion a hundred years ago.

Those invaders caused horrific disasters, which are still like a thorn in the hearts of our Chinese people after hundreds of years.

Now, the invaders appear again.

Even if they knew that the Yunding warriors would kill them all.

But in the face of sacrifice, no one can remain indifferent.

Groups of soldiers lined up neatly in the square.

Near one end of Taichu Lake, Wang Mingyang stood solemnly.

A large piece of meteorite gold flew out of the mustard space.

As Wang Mingyang controlled the metal, the monument, which was tens of meters high, gradually took shape.

The huge monument slowly fell down and was embedded in the deep pit prepared by Qisen.

The thick base holds it firmly in place.

The towering monument faces the rising sun and stands on the shore of Taichu Lake.

Countless survivors gathered around Genting Base.

After receiving Wang Mingyang's instructions, Chi Xuan was already at Yunding Shelter.

Announced the victory of the Yunding warriors.

At the same time, the news was released that everyone is allowed to go to Genting Base to bid farewell to the heroic souls together.

After the uproar and cheers in Genting Shelter, there was a deep silence.

Everyone knows that the significance of this battle is extraordinary.

Sacrifice is inevitable.

But, the moment finally arrived.

Everyone's heart was involuntarily filled with grief.

The early morning sunshine shone on the monument, and Wang Mingyang silently read the inscription on the monument inside the base.

The names of the fallen warriors will be engraved on the meteorite monument.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Mo Bei and Chi Xuan, who had adjusted their emotions, counted up the list of soldiers who died in the anti-Japanese battle.

Before the expedition, the information of all soldiers has been recorded.

It is to ensure that the information of every fallen soldier can be clearly remembered.

Wang Mingyang looked up at the monument and silently took the list.

Slowly turned around and faced everyone.

Throwing a space diamond casually, Inoue Haruto's figure suddenly appeared.

The moment he appeared, his knees were smashed to pieces by an invisible force.

Kneel down in front of the monument.

Seeing this man wearing a Japanese military uniform, everyone didn't understand.

This is definitely the general of the Japanese invaders.

Everyone's eyes were red, and overwhelming murderous intent burst out instantly.

"You stupid little devil! You must die a happy death!"

"Kill him! Kill him! Let him feel the amount of water in the human body!"

"Damn it, I'm a fire type, let's get a brother from the ice type and let him try what it means to be in the two realms of ice and fire!"

"I am a poison type, let me transform him inch by inch!"

All kinds of angry curses could be heard, if it weren't for the Yunding soldiers desperately trying to stop them.

I'm afraid Inoue Haruto has been eaten alive.

"Quiet! Quiet!"

Wang Mingyang's calm and solemn voice spread, with a hint of comforting power.

Gradually everyone's emotions calmed down.

Everyone was still looking at Inoue Haruto with gritted teeth, wishing they could eat him alive!

"They died defending this land!"

"No matter who they were or what they did."

"Today, they are all worthy of China!"

Wang Mingyang raised the death list in his hand, and his voice spread throughout the square.

The crowd gradually began to quiet down.

There were more than 100,000 survivors gathered around, and there were survivors running over in a steady stream from a distance.

"No shame!"

"No shame!"

The sound of roaring mountains and tsunami resounded over the cloud tops for a long time.

A few minutes later, Wang Mingyang pressed his hand gently.

On the high platform, everyone can see his movements.

There was a quick silence.

"Today, I will engrave their names on the monument."

"Everyone can come here to pay their respects at any time."

Wang Mingyang slowly opened the list of casualties, took a deep breath, and began to read out the information of the first fallen soldier.

"Zuo Hongquan, 37 years old, male, fire element..."

"Zhao Shanzhi, 34 years old, male, strength system..."

"Fu Zuting, 31 years old, male, spiritual..."

"Chen Huaiming, 18 years old, male, speed major..."

"Wang Huimin, 17 years old, female, water type..."

"Li Lin, 22 years old, female, wood type..."

"..."

As Wang Mingyang read out the messages of each hero.

Fonts appeared on the meteorite monument behind him.

Those names that contain the star of Venus shine brightly under the sunshine.

The monument faces the east, and the names of those heroic souls seem to be looking across the sea.

Wait until Wang Mingyang finished reading the names of all 1245 heroic souls.

Wang Mingyang put down the roster in his hand and raised his head, looking at everyone in the square.

"Their sacrifice will not be in vain!"

"One day, I will lead you..."

"Eastern March!"

Clenching his fist tightly, Wang Mingyang used all his strength to shout out the last two words!

At this moment, everyone's emotions burst out.

"Eastern March!"

"Eastern March!"

"Eastern March!"

Countless shouts gathered together and gradually formed a uniform and crazy roar.

The obsession rooted in the hearts of the Chinese people resounded throughout the sky at this moment.