I made plans to conquer the heroine in advance, and the protagonist was dumbfounded!

"Boss Li, this is bad! There's another fight outside Soma!"

Li Hao's heart sank, and he led everyone back to the deck quickly.

I saw the residential buildings in the distance shrouded in smoke, shells falling one after another on the land, and terrorists armed with heavy weapons continuously firing at civilian areas.

In an instant, the people outside Somalia let out shrill screams.

Some people fled their homes in fear with their children because nearby houses were destroyed by artillery fire.

But as soon as he escaped, he was knocked to the ground by bullets, and blood splattered everywhere.

The child's face was covered with his mother's blood. He sat on the ground in despair, crying hoarsely.

The next moment, they were engulfed in artillery fire.

The air was filled with painful wails.

The secretary looked at the people who had been devastated by the war, his eyes reddened, tears rolled down his cheeks, and his voice trembled: "That was just a child..."

Everyone was silent, and the eyes of a few tough guys turned red.

At this moment, the ringing of the phone broke the silence.

Li Hao picked up a long-distance call, and the elderly voice of Li Qiwen came from the other end: "Mr. Li, I just received the news that you are safe. Is everything okay now?"

Li Hao looked at the artillery fire in the distance and said in a deep voice, "Not bad."

"Fighting outside Soma has escalated."

Li Hao nodded: "I feel it."

Li Qiwen's tone became agitated, as if he was suppressing his anger: "Those terrorists from Somalia attacked overseas Chinese!"

"The government has activated the emergency evacuation plan. We will send planes and ships, but before that, could you please help me relocate some of the expatriates, Mr. Li?"

Li Hao asked, "Where are they?"

"The expatriates are currently being housed in consulates and shelters." The fighting outside Somalia has escalated brutally due to terrorists, who destroyed an expatriate community with artillery fire and bombarded it for several hours.

More than 100,000 overseas Chinese died.

Li Hao thought about this, closed his eyes, and said in an unusually calm voice: "Li, it is my duty."

Li Qiwen sighed: "Mr. Li, you are so kind and righteous."

After hanging up the phone, Li Hao turned to the captain next to him.

The captain looked solemn and nodded heavily: "Mr. Li, leave it to me, I will definitely drive the ship in."

"it is good."

"It's very dangerous here. Staying here for even a second longer could endanger your life. I have a private plane here. You can choose to go back first."

Several people shook their heads and refused. The secretary also shook his head firmly: "Mr. Li, you need me, I can't leave."

Zhao Weiguang disagreed, his face still bearing battle scars. He said, "Mr. Li, I can't leave either. Although I've retired, I'm always on standby as long as the motherland needs me."

No one wanted to leave.

Li Hao looked at the buildings in the distance that were constantly being destroyed by artillery fire, then retracted his gaze and calmly made arrangements: "Su Haiyun, Zhao Weiguang, the rest of you follow me. We will disembark later to assist the overseas Chinese in evacuating."

"Yes!"

Su Haiyun, Zhao Weiguang and others nodded firmly.

Each of them knew what was about to happen and felt the burden on their shoulders.

But they still chose to move forward.

"secretary."

"exist."

"The identification documents of expatriates will be checked later, and those holding their national ID cards or passports will be allowed on board."

"Yes!"

The expatriates listened to the artillery fire outside and huddled in their rooms, hugging each other for comfort.

The crying of children, the helpless sobbing of women, and the powerless cursing of men were intertwined with the artillery fire outside.

Suddenly, they heard a long whistle.

There was a loud clatter of electricity, followed by a steady, calm voice: "I am the rescue ship representing the Kowloon government. We are the first to arrive. I am here to take you home."

They quickly got up and looked out the window.

The sea surface was blurred by the smoke.

A huge ship came through the waves, unstoppable, and passed through the fog.

Next to it is the escort warship.

On the deck, a man in a neat suit held a walkie-talkie. His deep voice reached everyone's heart through the radio waves: "I'm here to take you home."

All the overseas Chinese were moved to tears.

At that moment, their hearts truly settled.

"The motherland has sent a ship to pick us up!"

"Great, so great!"

"Mom, are those people our compatriots?" asked an innocent child.

The woman nodded heavily, tears in her eyes. "Yes, they are our compatriots, who are connected by blood and share the same Chinese spirit."

The word "compatriots" expresses the voice of countless people.

Overseas Chinese, wandering away from home, the motherland always remembers you. No matter where you are or when you encounter danger, the strong motherland will always be your strongest backing.

One man covered his face and cried, "When I return, I will transfer my household registration back to my motherland. The motherland is strong enough to protect us."

"If that's the case, why should we go abroad and be looked down upon?"

A middle-aged man working outside Somalia said in a sad and indignant tone: "Yes, my motherland is still the best. Only after going abroad did I realize how blessed it is to have peace and no war at home!"

"People live and work in peace and contentment, and children can receive nine years of compulsory education and enjoy a good learning environment."

“There is no such thing here, and even children outside Soma cannot get a proper education.”

A young man sat in a corner, wiped away tears, and choked up as he said, "Actually, I went abroad out of spite. I felt the injustice between the upper and lower classes, and I felt wronged. At that time, I thought life abroad was better."

"There is injustice everywhere, and there is darkness everywhere."

This experience made me understand completely that if something really happens, the first country to come to pick you up will definitely be your own country.

Outside the window, that steady voice rang out again: "Everyone, please line up as quickly as possible. No matter if you have a passport or an ID card, as long as you are a citizen of our country, you can board the ship."

The overseas Chinese wiped the tears from their eyes, smiled and took out something that could prove their identity from their bags, and said, "Let's go home."

"Our family and children are waiting for us."

The overseas Chinese lined up to board the ship. The Japanese and Koreans next to them looked at them with envy, saying in English: "Your country is really great! The rescue came just in time!"

"At this moment, I really wish I were from your country."

“I pray that our motherland will come soon, although I know that is unlikely.”

The overseas Chinese straightened their backs and took out their ID cards. After the staff checked them, they boarded the ship immediately.

The whole process was orderly, no one made any noise, and no one cut in line.

After getting on the boat, they held Li Hao's hands tightly and thanked him repeatedly.

A 14-year-old girl walked up to Li Hao, bowed deeply, her eyes red, sniffed, and said, "Brother Jing, thank you. To us, you are more than just an idol. You are my role model."

Li Hao touched her head and said with a smile, "Come in quickly."

At this moment, two people in the team timidly took out their ID cards and handed them to Li Hao, "Can we...can we go in too?"