In the lens of the SkyNet Satellite, he was leaping and running alone in the vast forested mountains.
His face was stained with sweat and dirt, showing streaks of black and white. His clothes were torn in several places by the brambles with hooks and thorns.
His sweat-drenched figure was so small and inconspicuous in the vast nature of the black mountains and white waters. The repeated scenes were so monotonous and dull. If not for knowing what happened later, no one would understand what this solitary journey truly ant.
According to Nia, the situation was critical then. After the fall of Prisk, the situation in Jiacuo remained unresolved. So, he was airdropped into the mountains east of Jiacuo with only a sniper rifle. It was like going on an ordinary hunt.
After several hours of unimaginably strenuous march, he quietly lay in a muddy pond, delivering a bullet with precision from miles away into the skull of Stephen.
The Stephen Group collapsed thereafter.
By that ti, he was already a Federation Hero and the youngest Major General in the Federation. He could have ordered his soldiers to fight to the death against the Desic people’s attack. He could also have led his n out of the encirclent, letting the Feiyang people face the consequences themselves.
In short, there was no need for him to take such risks alone.
However, he made a choice completely unworthy of a Major General. He jumped behind enemy lines without hesitation. Using his solo fight to replace unnecessary sacrifices.
What kind of person is he? Why doesn’t the propaganda departnt allow this footage to be broadcast? Don’t they know that such footage would make every Leray person go crazy?
"Beep beep!" The call from the portable communicator on her wrist interrupted Helen’s thoughts. She lazily opened the communicator, and an urgent voice ca through.
"What?" Helen jumped up from the chair, a blush of excitent spreading across her cheeks: "Are you serious?"
Two seconds later, the mbers of the "Hero" program suddenly found that the door of the host and program leader Helen’s office was abruptly opened. Helen rushed out of the room, shouting while running: "Get a live broadcast vehicle, photographers follow ! Tian Xingjian has been found!"
"What? ... Tian Xingjian!"
Like an explosion, the entire program group was suddenly in a frenzy. The schedulers, the directors, the photographers, the on-site maintenance personnel and even the post-production directors who were not needed on the scene, all beca a ss, knocking over chairs and cups without caring, grabbing the things on the table and rushing out with Helen.
When three speeding live broadcast vehicles broke through more than ten checkpoints under the special pass of the military propaganda departnt, and drove into the Capital First Military Academy end to end, everyone found that the entire academy was already crowded with countless soldiers and students, making it impenetrable.
The crowd was surging. It seed to be following sothing.
"Leray, long live!"
Both students and soldiers raised their hands high, shouting in unison and loudly, shaking the heavens.
Helen grabbed the microphone and jumped off the vehicle at the first mont, "Turn on the cara, shoot these people! Live broadcast!" she shouted to the photographer following her. After saying this, she turned and squeezed into the crowd.
Choosing the cara position, connecting data, shooting, broadcasting! All the mbers of the program group quickly threw themselves into their work with full passion.
A photographer quickly climbed to the top of the live broadcast vehicle and was stunned by the scene in front of him. A few seconds later, the photographer with the machine on his shoulder jumped and shouted on the roof: "Cut the signal to , cut to !"
The signal was given to him. When the directors and staff in the live broadcast vehicle saw the footage from his cara, they couldn’t help but gasp in unison.
From this point, the dense crowd filled every corner of the academy. The number of moving heads was uncountable. Not far away, Helen and the photographer behind her desperately pushing forward in the crowd looked like two little fish in the ocean.
Countless hands clasped tightly together, the whitened knuckles indicating their extre excitent at this mont. The shouts of "Long live the Federation" never stopped for a mont.
How long has it been since Leray has seen such an inspiring scene?
Everyone in the live broadcast vehicle was flushed with excitent. That innate sense of pride stimulated them to the point of trembling. They acutely realized that the appearance of Federation Hero Tian Xingjian had already turned this place into a patriotic rally!
Find that Fatty! This was the only thought in Helen’s mind amid the crowd.
"Dear viewers, I am now presenting a special program of ’Hero’ for you from the Capital First Military Academy," Helen squeezed through the crowd, speaking sideways to the photography lens behind her: " ... Did you hear it? This loud voice, this heartfelt cry!"
Squeezing through another gap, Helen gasped: "The Leray Federation, which has suffered the pain of war, has finally welcod back her bravest warrior..."
The surging crowd seed to change direction. Helen was a little unsteady on her feet: " ... He took down the enemy’s frontline command post in New Ro, brought back 270 brave Federation warriors from behind enemy lines, changed the outco of the Miloke Battle, captured the Gazalin Emperor, and single-handedly stalled the Desic Hunters cha Group for four and a half hours! ... Who is he?"
The crowd slowly surged towards a building complex. Helen squeezed forward desperately, holding the microphone high: "Listen, they are calling his na."
The Leray Central Television’s war special channel suddenly interrupted its regular programming and started this live broadcast, imdiately attracting everyone’s attention.
Pedestrians on the roadside stopped and stared blankly at the giant screen TV, watching everything happening in the Capital First Military Academy.
On the screen, as Helen raised her microphone high, the loud and neat shouts ca rushing in.
"Tian Xingjian! Tian Xingjian!"
People in front of the TV looked at each other, seeing joy and amazent in each other’s eyes. Has the hero who has earned countless rits for the Federation on the front lines and behind enemy lines... returned? After three years of war, this warrior who could only be seen fighting on screen but never seen resting even once, the darling of the Federation people who prayed for his safety, has returned!
The cara was still panning through the crowd.
"Helen, go that way!" Soone was speaking to the host. In the lens, Helen desperately climbed onto a one-ter-high cent platform. She then reached out to pull the photographer up as well.
The lens wobbled, being cut back to the roof cara by the director.
"Over there, over there! I see him. Hurry, he’s about to enter the building!" Helen’s excited voice ca through, and the scene was imdiately switched back. The cara zood in, and among the crowd, only the back of a Fatty could be seen, following an elderly man up the steps of the complex building.
The crowd below the steps was blocked by a team of soldiers.
The cara fully zood in on that Fatty’s back. Finally, amid Helen and all the viewers’ prayers, this Federation Hero turned around when entering the building lobby.
They saw it! That is...
A face with drooping eyes, sullen, and sowhat plaintive.
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