The eastern city of the Asian League, Qingjiang City, the Third People's Hospital.
In the inpatient department on the fifth floor, in a general ward, the beds are basically full. Two doctors, one old and one young, are checking the patients' conditions one by one, and they finally stopped in front of the bed of an old man with white temples.
The old man was lying on the hospital bed, half-covered by the quilt, and the terrifying wound on his waist and abdomen was exposed in the air. Although it had been stitched up, it was shocking.
The old woman was lying beside the old man's hospital bed, with dry tears on her face. No one knew how many tears she shed while guarding her wife's hospital bed last night.
"Aunt Han, take a bite." Unable to bear it, the young doctor took out a clean apple. Seeing that the old woman wouldn't eat it, he could only sigh and try to pay for it.
The old doctor stopped the young doctor, shook his head slightly under the strange and puzzled gaze of the other party, and immediately lowered his body and said to the old woman: "His two kidneys were forcibly cut off, and various physical functions have seriously deteriorated. It is estimated that he will not be able to last tonight. Get ready for the aftermath..."
The old man's two lines of tears were silently covered by new tears.
The old doctor pulled the young doctor out of the ward, and persuaded earnestly: "You are young now, and you can't see the essence of the matter. The essence of this matter is not something we can solve. In the face of power, you can help once, but not for the rest of your life."
The young doctor sighed and left reluctantly.
In the ward, the old woman was weeping, weakly grasping the thin palm of the old grandfather, murmuring: "Our son did not die on the battlefield, he will definitely come back alive, you must hold on, don't throw it away. I'm going alone..."
But the next moment, the old grandfather's skinny palms were completely weak and slumped.
The old woman froze in place, her palm trembling and touching the old grandfather's chest, the heartbeat was completely gone, and the electrocardiograph behind her made a rapid and long beep.
She didn't have to look back, she knew that there was a straight line on the electrocardiograph, a straight line symbolizing death.
The old woman was dumbfounded, she didn't cry, only the old tears flowed.
The people around cast sympathetic glances. Some people poured a cup of warm water and put it in front of the old woman. Some people put their thin quilts on the old woman. Some people took out a stack of small bills and put them silently beside her.
The old woman sat there for a long time. When someone noticed something was wrong and stepped forward to check her condition, she realized that the old man had passed away at some unknown time.
The doctors filed in and sighed at the two corpses. They began to clean up the beds, called the crematorium, and two young doctors bought urns for them out of their own pockets.
The grandfather was moved into the mortuary, and just as the old woman was being moved, the TV screen in the corridor of the inpatient department suddenly lit up, and the content on it was the surrender ceremony of the global war.
"The war is finally over."
"We Kyushu can finally cultivate."
"Hey, move on, how many cases is this?"
"The fifth case this month."
Suddenly, the doctors felt that the old woman's body became more rigid. They were shocked to find that the deceased old woman's head was tilted to the left somewhere, and the turbid eyes full of vicissitudes were facing the TV screen.
On the TV screen, Han Ce attended the surrender ceremony in formal attire, holding the surrender document, representing Lu Shen, representing the Asian Union and Kyushu, and read it out solemnly in front of the eyes of the world.
"The first item, the first item..."
"Item 5 of the third paragraph..."
"Item 5, Item 6..."
The voice of the young Han Ce echoed on the floor of the inpatient department, and on the TV screen, Han Ce's identity was marked directly below Han Ce: Deputy Chief of Staff of the Asian Union General Staff Headquarters Han Ce!
After a long time, the doctors continued to carry the work.
It was just that in the crowd, someone seemed to say casually, "Then Aunt Han and Uncle Chen's medical insurance information seems to say Han Ce in the subsection..."
On the surrender document, the names of Max and Metheus were written.
Countless shots were captured. This is a century-old scene, which means that the global human beings will usher in a new era.
Lu Yu tidied up his sleeves and strode onto the high platform.
Han Ce held the surrender document in his hand and respectfully handed over the pen.
Lu Yu took the pen, waved the pen, and signed his name.
So far, the surrender ceremony has come to an end. Outside the Crosoa Islands, on the vast Pacific Ocean, the millions of navies of the Asian Union have fired thousands of cannons. The brilliant artillery fire covers the entire sky, and the sky is constantly shaking, as if celebrating the advent of a new era of mankind. .
In the end, Lu Yu faced all the reporters with a meaningful smile. This smile was also captured and recorded. In the history books of later generations, he added the words to this picture: Fatal Smile.
After the meeting, Lu Yu was about to lead an army of tens of millions back to China. Just after he whispered with Max and Metheus, the long-lost Sky Fleet finally received a message.
"Lu Shen, emergency!"
"We were near the moon and were attacked by an unknown exploration ship!"
"The specific situation has been sent to the General Staff Headquarters!"
In the communicator, Shen Changan, who has always been calm, sounded a little anxious.
Lu Yu pondered for a moment, and then said to Max: "You Bei Ai's air force can also be dispatched, and your satellite defense system can be restarted. Prepare with all your strength. That fleet of unknown civilization is not easy to do."
Max grinned: "What are you afraid of, they dare to come, we dare to drag them down in the atmosphere, they will be the stepping stones for the rise of Blue Star!"
Lu Yu nodded, and immediately led the army back to China. In the vast Pacific Ocean, the Asian Union army stretched as far as the skyline. The red military flag was like the ocean covering the Pacific Ocean, forming a beautiful double-layer ocean scene.
When Lu Yu arrived at the naval base on the east coast, the thousands of miles of coast were full of people, and Lu Yu could hear the surging cheers like a tidal wave from the shore several kilometers away.
Flowers, cheers, doves, music, everything that symbolizes good things, are all along the east coast, boundless.
Standing on the deck, Lu Yu looked at all these beautiful pictures, and truly felt that the fatigue of the long battle had faded away, and his body and mind were full of pride and happiness.
"This is the glorious future that I have to fight to the death!"
Lu Yu stood with his hands behind him~www.mtlnovel.com~ The sea breeze ruffled his slender black hair.
Han Ce came to him quietly, very nervous and hesitant to say anything.
Lu Yu looked back: "What's wrong?"
"Lu Shen, that's the one I want to go home first." Han Ce said nervously, "My parents are still waiting for me in Qingjiang City, I want to see them first..."
Lu Yu smiled and patted Han Ce on the shoulder.
Han Ce was wearing a military uniform, and the medals on his chest were jingling. Every medal was worth a soldier's life-long pursuit. This was a feat that belonged to Han Ce alone!
"Go, there's a state banquet tonight, bring your parents here." Lu Yu said with a smile, "I want to thank them and raise a national advisor for Kyushu."
Han Ce nodded gratefully. When the warship entered the port, he couldn't wait to pass through the layers of crowds. Amid the swirling white pigeons and the flowers on the street, he rode a military vehicle to the neighboring Qingjiang City.
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