Chapter 1100 Last Line of Defense
Zhu Qihua, a full-rank bureau-level official in such a sensitive unit as the Capital City Government Office!Furthermore, Tianyuanfeng had heard vaguely that Zhu Qihua was an important figure greatly...Chapter 1100: The Last Line of Defense
The General Secretary's awarding ceremony to Wang Zheng was live-streamed throughout, and anyone who watched the news that night would have witnessed this stunning scene.
Moreover, it was broadcast simultaneously on global Chinese channels and major websites. This caused a storm akin to a whirlwind sweeping across the globe.
The military advisors of many countries started convening meetings, discussing China's intentions behind such actions. The day before, the first step Dark Military Academy took into China had been met with devastating blows, yet on the following day, China loudly proclaimed its national heroes. This was thought-provoking and deep to ponder.
The nation's hero who alone swept through terror organizations in the Bilal Bia region stood before the country and people this time with such vividness.
Looking at his well-fitted military uniform, looking at his resolute face, and seeing all the medals he couldn’t wear on his chest, many people watching felt as if their breath was being suppressed by something. Their eyes watered, and they had an urge to cry.
This time, the General Secretary didn't follow protocol and wear a suit but instead wore military uniform without rank insignia, personally pinning another medal with great care onto Wang Zheng’s chest!
Wang Zheng's face was firm and resolute, showing no smile. He raised his right hand to his forehead in a perfect Chinese military salute.
At this moment, girls watching on TV started screaming.
This Wang Zheng wasn't as wild as the one from Bilal Bia but seemed more real.
"Awesome! This is what true men are like!"
"If I'm going to marry a man, I want him to be like Wang Zheng."
"I’m going to find him in the capital. I must go to the capital!"
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The General Secretary walked up to the microphone and looked around at the high-ranking officers and top leaders seated in the conference hall, then said:
"When we all believed that the world was peaceful;
when every day we were happy, going to school and work, basking in sunshine and warmth;
when people were immersed in the joy of love and family reunions;
when everyone thought heroes only existed in distant war times;
there is a group of people,
walking through the night and jungles,
trudging across deserts and turbulent waters,
with their steel guns and flesh-and-blood bodies, they
have built the strongest defense line for the Republic!"
The No. 1 leader paused here, and a wave of thunderous applause began to rise in the Great Hall! It lasted long and was deafening!
TV and online viewers also joined in, clapping from their hearts, offering their most sincere blessings to those soldiers who protect them.
"They have sacrificed so much for this country and its people,
spending their best years quietly guarding the safety of the nation,
protecting every inch of land from malicious invasion."
"They were wounded, bled, some permanently disabled, and even lost their lives.
They returned home to find their parents with gray hair at the temples,
the beloved girl they once knew now married to another,
leaving them only
cold medals,
a body full of wounds unspeakable,
and memories of a time long past.
"They have given so much for this nation and its people, yet we owe them too much."
Generally speaking, the leaders of Huaxia use formal and written language when giving public speeches. However, in this case, the top leader broke from tradition by using poetic and emotional language, which had a profoundly moving effect.
Emotional words are always more powerful than cold numbers.
The high-ranking officials in the Great Hall were silent, as were people watching on TV. What the top leader said was true: this country owed these soldiers too much.
"And because of their existence, we can work with peace of mind and enjoy life to the fullest. No one deserves the title of hero more than they do!"
Applause erupted once again in the Great Hall and across the night sky of Huaxia.
The top leader nodded solemnly:
"I also want to say this: The dignity of Huaxia is inviolable. For any behavior that endangers national security, we will not tolerate it once discovered!"
The words of the top leader stirred up patriotic fervor among the people of Huaxia; many cheered and clenched their fists in approval. At this moment, Huaxia finally stood tall, and the country was making its voice heard to the world!
After the Chairman's speech, as today’s award recipient, Wang Zheng naturally had to say a few words briefly.
Following common sense, at this moment one usually needs to thank some people—thank leaders, comrades-in-arms, parents, and the people—but Wang Zheng wouldn't say these things because he had already expressed his gratitude through his actions long ago.
At that time, nearly a billion people worldwide were watching the live broadcast. When Wang stood in front of the microphone, everyone held their breath, waiting for the speech from this national hero of Huaxia, and it seemed as if the entire world had fallen silent.
Wearing the exclusive military uniform of the Dragon Scale Unit, there was an imposing yet solemn aura emanating from him.
"I've sustained numerous injuries with hundreds of大大小小的傷口，但相比之下，我還是幸運的。”
“因為我活下來了。”
王錚淡淡地說：“今天，我有許多真實的故事要告訴你們。”
“我有一個戰友替我擋了一梭子子彈，我活了下來，卻冇能把他的遺體帶回來。當時他的女兒還在上大學，女人在老家務農，照顧雙親，本來兩三年都見不到他一麵，而這一彆卻是永遠。”
盛霏坐在電視機前已經泣不成聲。
“我有一個戰友被彈片削斷了雙腿，在回到農村老家後還要靠他的女人下地乾活。他們受儘各種冷眼和嘲笑。後來我幫他們在城裡開了一家小飯店，開業那天城管來了，說手續不齊全，我的戰友被打骨折趴在地上絕望嘶吼，他的女人頭部重傷差點成了植物人。”
“我有一個戰友當他退役回家的時候發現自己的妹妹因被村支書父子強暴，在絕望中結束了自己的花季生命。得知這個訊息後，他怒氣沖天把村支書殺了，後來被判了死刑。”
“還有一個戰友複員回到家之後，除了一身功夫外並冇有其他技能。妻子跟彆人跑了，找不到工作隻能混入黑社會。有一次為了救一個即將被幾個男人**的女孩，自己卻被亂槍打死。”
"At this point, you might ask why my comrades-in-arms suffer so many misfortunes" Wang Zheng paused and said, "Because what you see is a reflection of the Republic's soldiers. They are heroes on the battlefield but struggle to adapt to the filth and ugliness in society once they return. They are the last line of defense for this country but also its ultimate moral底線。”
“我有一個願望，希望華夏的戰士們不在戰場上流血，退下戰場也不流淚。”
Wang Zheng's voice was slightly hoarse, tinged with an uncontrollable sorrow, and the world fell silent.o one thing—practicality.Practicality is the ultimate goal! The move that can kill an enemy in the shortest time is the best move!Zhang Hongqi's eyes were filled with deep disappointment. No matter ho...