Zhong Xiu turned on the big screen, and suddenly twenty-one figures appeared on the screen, each with a smile on their face…
Each body posed a different stance, some arrogant, some proud, some happy, some comfortable, some carefree and unrestrained, and some elegant and graceful. The old generals watched these young people with tears in their eyes.
How similar is the scene in this picture to themselves many years ago? Back then they too were arrogant and unrestrained, facing strong enemies with strength, and every time a mission was completed, they couldn't help but show a smug look.
"Silence!"
The many old generals tried to stand as straight as possible, giving a robust and powerful salute with their right hand.
Tang Haodong was no exception. He stood up and said sternly, "Leaders of Huaxia, rise."
The many generals all stood up together.
Tang Haodong said, "Salute."
"Silence!"
