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Uncle Zhang ran to the stage again to express his sweat and youth.

Qingshan really envied them for living their lives carelessly.

Teacher Dongfang patted Qingshan from behind,"Don't you envy them for being so heartless?"

Qingshan remained silent and didn't speak any more.

Uncle Xu lit up a cigarette,"You kid, don't pretend to be bitter and resentful. Every one of the people here didn't crawl out from the dead. Life and death are like a common occurrence. If you are not happy now, are you facing the battlefield? Are you happy when the enemy comes?"

Qingshan pointed at the wounded,"They are also going to the front line. Didn't all the demon army retreat?"

Teacher Dongfang said,"This time we lost no less than 100,000 people on the front line, and 2,322 people fell in the academy."After they were cured by you, they should return to the front line. They were forced down by me to win this victory. Now that the front line is short of people, I have no reason to keep them. They will return to their posts the day after tomorrow."

Wang Uncle then said,"The nursing home will accept the next batch of wounded people, Qingshan will trouble you in the future.""

"It is our duty to save people. When will the wounded arrive?"

"The day after tomorrow, this time there will no longer be only a few hundred people, but at least 10,000 people. The nursing home has been expanding in the past few days."

"so many people"

"You can think about about 100,000 casualties, and about 300,000 wounded. The front line can treat most of them, and there are about 100,000 others who cannot be treated. These people will be distributed to all hospitals in the country, but based on past experience, they can be treated again. Less than 10,000 went to the battlefield.

In other words, we lost about 200,000 people this time. How many years does it take to cultivate a country? So many people fell in one war. Our war with familiars is not asymmetrical at all. You can help us level this asymmetry. a little"

"I?"

"Yes, they all suffered special injuries. You are an expert in this field. This is why we can have two more layers of combat power with you, so you should be happy. When the wounded arrive and see your frowning face, they will still I thought I was going to die soon."

Qingshan was amused by Uncle Wang. He raised his head and looked at the sky, clenching his fists tightly. I will definitely heal everyone. I hope you all will wait for me, my teacher and seniors. I want you to pay back my life in one stroke.

Uncle Zhang jumped down from the stage. Qingshan didn't know why. He felt something was wrong and wanted to run away. It was too late.

Uncle Zhang pulled Qingshan to dance with him on the stage. Qingshan wanted to resist. However, his strength did not allow him to do so. Qingshan could only dance mechanically, and the nurse sister came over to give guidance. Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhang also pointed at what was wrong here and there, making them act like experts. Qingshan could only do as he was told.

There is no way to defeat him.

Qingshan can only cry helplessly and listen to their instructions like a puppet on a string. Hard fists are indeed the basic rules of survival in the nursing home.

Qingshan went crazy yesterday with those disrespectful old guys in the nursing home. One day, I felt much better.

The morning sun broke through the dark clouds and brought light to the world.

Qing Shi put on a black suit, pinned white flowers on his chest, and held a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Today, the coffins of the fallen soldiers on the front line will be returned to the college for burial.

They are all heroes, so they cannot go to the teleportation point. They must walk back from one level to another to accept everyone's condolences and condolences.

Qingshan walked out of the dormitory and lined up in front of the gate with Yun Jing and the others.

Family members, teachers and students stood together, The crowds who came from all over the country stood on the other side, and hundreds of thousands of people stood like this waiting for the heroes to go home. At

10 o'clock on time, the tall stone gate of Xuanwu College slowly opened, and all the vehicles stopped in front of the gate.

Zheng Yuan of Xuanwu College Chang said solemnly,"Welcome home."

Everyone's eyes were filled with tears. Qingshan and the others lined up to present flowers.

The teacher covered the coffin with a national flag in the car, and then Qingshan and the others stepped forward to hug it. The family members also received the coffin. They wanted to send the heroic souls step by step. Going home, they can only rest in peace in their homeland.

The old man caressed the coffin lovingly, like holding a child.

The woman put her face against the coffin and listened, just like she was lying in his arms, listening to him telling interesting stories. Imagine a bright future.

The child holds the coffin and feels the warmth and teachings of his parents.

The teacher holds the student’s coffin. The scenes before the expedition are still in front of him. He promised to come back and study with him.

The student holds the teacher. Master Yan's loving father was still in front of their coffin, and he promised to come back and bring them trophies, but why didn't he keep his promise?

The crowd held the coffin and gently told the heroic spirits that the mountains and rivers were fine, and the people were fine.

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