Chapter 6353: Bloody breath

As Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Zhiling, they are naturally qualified to enter such a venue.
Their arrival seems to have caused a slight change in the atmosphere in the conference hall in an instant.
Xia Zhengyang looked at the battle in front of him, and it was inevitable that he felt a little bit of pressure.
Because all the people present are the highest figures in this country, it is no exaggeration to say that the core and peak of Yanxia's power are basically gathered here.
"Chen Liuhe must be protected. If the country intends to give him up, I, Xia Zhengyang, will be the first to disagree." Xia Zhengyang is very iron-blooded. He straightforwardly stated his firm attitude. This is his only position and cannot be shaken. .
"I mean the same as Lao Xia. Our Guangcheng War Department firmly supports Chen Liuhe. He is an excellent fighter, and even a qualified fighter. He is a rare talent in the hot summer. This kind of person should not become an abandoned son. "Zhang Zhiling said sonorously.
Looking at the two, Long Shen's face showed a faint smile, and his heart was slightly relieved.
With the participation of these two people, the situation may be warmer, and their confidence in speaking will be more sufficient.
The appearance of Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Zhiling undoubtedly made this heavy and intense discussion even more intense.
Xia Zhengyang is notoriously loud. Even in meetings of this specification, he still dares to speak and yell. That unique bull temper has risen, and even when the discussion is heated, he pats the table.
Generally speaking, the voices advocating not to protect Chen Liuhe still accounted for the majority.
The situation is still not very optimistic for Chen Liuhe.
This is also completely predictable.
Still the same sentence, Chen Liuhe seemed insignificant compared with the Taishang Family Alliance.
Finally, Dragon God did not say anything more, but took out a handbag and poured all the contents of the bag on the conference table.
"Wow!" It was a dazzling array of merit medals, each exuding a dazzling light.
"These are the great contributions that Chen Liuhe has made for the country over the years, and the medals he has earned for his outstanding military exploits over the years with his own life!"
The dragon threw the ground with a sound and powerful words: "Thirty-eight third-class merits, twenty-nine second-class merits, eleven first-class merits, and nine special merits, a total of 87 merit medals, not a lot of one. !"
"Look, everyone, take a closer look. What smell do you smell? That is the smell of blood. Each of these medals is stained with the blood of Chen Liuhe, which he defended with his life! "
The Dragon God looked around at the people: "He has fought in the battlefield countless times. He is the leader. He throws his head and blood for this mountain and river. He is fighting for the people in this mountain and river!"
"He is guarding the territory and the people, but we are going to abandon such a lovely soldier. I want to ask, is this really appropriate? By doing this, the country will not feel guilty? Will the people be chilled?" Long Shenyu has a long heart.
Immediately, everyone present fell silent.
Those merit medals on the table are really too dazzling, and the impact they bring is indeed too intuitive, directly rushing into everyone's heart.
Each medal of merit is a story, a thrilling struggle between life and death.
"He is only twenty-five years old! A twenty-five-year-old soldier has made such a magnificent battle. What is he not a treasure of the country?" Zhang Zhiling was also sharp in his words.
"How can we abandon such a person? He guards the territory and rivers and mountains with flesh and blood, but now we can't even guard him, then what are we? Where is the majesty of our country? Where is the face of our country? "Xia Zhengyang is also sonorous and powerful.
The intense discussion this time has once again fallen into a stalemate.
This meeting lasted until very late and late, and it could not end until dawn.
Before the meeting, the Dragon God only said one sentence: "In fact, he is the person most likely to become the patron saint of the kingdom. As long as he is given enough time for him to grow, he will surely suppress all enemies! His loyalty There is no doubt that at any time, he can sacrifice his life for the kingdom without hesitation."
Abandoning these words, the Dragon God left, leaving only a group of people in silence.
That night, Chen Liuhe, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not fall asleep either. He kept his eyes open and stared at the snow-white ceiling stupidly.
Although he doesn't know what happened tonight, he is not stupid, he can guess something.
At this moment, he is inevitable and a little uneasy, he is like a person waiting for the judgment of fate.
The sky gradually lit up, and Chen Liuhe was still not sleepy. He thought a lot this night.
Before the war had completely started, he had fallen into an extremely passive situation.
And the root of all this stems from his weakness.
Thinking of this, Chen Liuhe could only smile bitterly.
He has worked very hard, he is constantly making himself strong, and he is doing very well.
But in the end, he still found himself too weak.
His time is too little, too little. If he is given another ten years, he believes that he can change everything.
However, it is impossible for his opponents to give him more time, and his opponents are indeed too strong.
That kind of power, like a dark cloud over the city, was so heavy that Chen Liuhe was almost out of breath.
There was movement outside the ward, the door was pushed open, and Chen Liuhe looked at it, but it was Xia Zhengyang and Zhang Zhiling.
This shocked Chen Liuhe suddenly, and he was overjoyed. He didn't expect that these two old men would suddenly appear here.
"Old Xia, Old Zhang, why are you here?" Chen Liuhe hurriedly struggled to sit up and barely went to the ground to greet him.
It can be seen that Chen Liuhe is very excited.
"You kid, if your injury is serious, just lie down." Xia Zhengyang strode forward and pressed his palm to Chen Liuhe.
Chen Liuhe grinned.
Looking at the two wrinkled old faces in front of him, many thoughts flashed in Chen Liuhe's mind at this moment.
He had already guessed why these two respectable old men chose to enter Beijing at this juncture.
He was moved inwardly.
"Lao Xia, Lao Zhang, you bother with my business." Chen Liuhe said softly, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes.
Xia Zhengyang patted Chen Liuhe on the shoulder, and said, "What is this? Your kid has something, how can we just sit back and watch? Even if you don't take care of your kid's face, we must take care of the old squad leader's face, right?"