diskusbooks Chapter 156: Chronicle of Natural Disasters 299
Chapter 156: Chronicle of Natural Disasters 299
The town suddenly became busy, and long lines of people lined the mountain roads in the desolate mountains.
The heads of Districts One, Four, and Six, officially authorized media, and people online or spontaneously descended on the town.
But except for officials and program team members, other spontaneous people are not allowed to enter the village for the time being.
At six o'clock in the evening, at the Yangui Square in Huaixiangye Town.
In front of the square, there are rows of seats for the leaders and special guests sent by the three regions.
——Gu Yan, Chief Prosecutor of District 1, Yan Zhongqing, Lieutenant General of District 4, Xiao Bowen, Second Consul of District 6, Professor of History of Chang'an College, Professor of the School of Arts of Zhaixing College...
Director Fang Yi, assistant director and other guests except the Hua siblings sat in the second row.
Hua Xiange was in the center of the square. Hua Changle had gone out to do something unknown and had not returned yet.
The live broadcast of the program was temporarily suspended, with only official media recording on site.
The townspeople had already gathered at the back, and anyone who could breathe, young or old, male or female, came here.
They looked at the square in front of them where the lights were focused, and there was a dazzling light flashing in every pair of ordinary eyes.
A secluded mountain town burdened with crime nurtures this group of poor people who are born powerless and unacceptable to the world.
In the eyes of many people, they are all guilty.
However, they never gave up on life.
Four generations of people in Huaixiangye Town are grateful for the wilderness that nurtured them and firmly believe in the character of the people of Yanshi Town.
They had witnessed this day of rectification countless times in their dreams.
"call--"
The cold wind came on time, and a red shadow passed through the gray air and landed on Hua Xiange.
With the phoenix wings that revealed her identity, Hua Xiange was possessed by Yan Guanshan.
This time, his appearance also changed slightly, the most obvious being his hair and eye color.
Hua Xiange inherited the black hair and red eyes from the Hua family, and turned into the red hair and golden eyes that Yan Guanshan had during his lifetime.
Red hair is the color of leaping flames, and golden eyes are the dazzling light of the phoenix.
At this moment, the hero who had appeared in textbooks and sealed in memorial halls traveled through time and space, crossed the boundaries of life and death, and came before them.
"I am Yan Guanshan."
Yan Wu's eyes were red, and he shouted: "Meet Yan Wushen!"
The townspeople shouted together and knelt down.
At the front, several elderly people with white hair and frail age were in tears.
They are the few descendants of those "deserters" who are still alive.
What they had was that they experienced the catastrophe when they were still in their infancy.
If Yan Guanshan hadn't been able to hold off thousands of troops alone, they wouldn't be where they are today.
Everyone in the front also stood up.
Several people from the district bowed solemnly in unison.
"Mr. Yan."
Yan Guanshan waved his hand: "I am a dead man, so there is no need to deal with these things. Today, I am only here to explain what happened back then."
He turned his head and looked into the distance. Just then, Hua Changle came running over in a hurry, holding something high in his hand:
"Senior! I got what you wanted!"
Yan Guanshan took it.
It was an old-fashioned miniature camera, the kind that needed to be inserted into a communicator to be read.
“This thing contains some of the footage I recorded during the calamity in Chaohai City.
Previously, because the timing was not right, I kept it sealed in the mountains and did not announce it. Today I take this opportunity to announce it.
This is my proof. I, Yan Guanshan, swear on my soul that the images in it are absolutely true."
He inserted the device into Hua Xiange's communicator and read it.
The video content is projected through a huge light screen.
The brightness of the light screen could not be ignored in the night sky, and everyone present could see what was inside.
Those are some videos -
The first video.
Time: February 299.2.7, 298 of the Chronicle of Natural Disasters (Lunar calendar: December 12, 28)
Note: Anomalies of alien species were found in the sea area. A level 2 alien catastrophe is expected. Pre-disaster duty and routine records of hunting missions.
The video played, and a tall figure had his back to the camera.
Silver-white uniform, scarlet cloak, fiery red short hair, and black spear with gold pattern.
Be like a pine tree and be as proud as the sun.
That’s right, the thirty-year-old Yan Guanshan.
An eighth-level person at the age of thirty would be a genius that would be praised anywhere.
However, Yan Guanshan, who was 22 years old and had reached the seventh level of cultivation, resolutely refused the preferential treatment given by the academy, returned to his hometown of Chaohai City without hesitation, plunged into the front line and guarded the sea.
I waited for eight years.
"I don't understand you, Adjutant."
Opposite Yanguan Mountain stood a middle-aged man with three wrinkles on his forehead.
He was the second executive officer of Chaohai City back then - Yan Lin, who was also his cousin.
The Yan family was originally the number one family in District 4, but was severely damaged by the Chaohai City disaster and had to step down as the number one family.
The two men stood on the street, with bloodstains and strange body parts scattered everywhere behind them.
Yan Guanshan's silver-white uniform was also stained red in several places, obviously he had just been through a fierce battle.
Yan Lin took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled wisps of white smoke from his nose: "Guan Shan, this disaster may be far beyond our expectations."
Yan Guanshan slightly turned sideways, revealing his tough and sharp profile.
He chuckled. "So what? You want me to escape with my men and the elite group called 'Fire Seeds'?"
"I'm sorry, I can't do this kind of thing. Please find someone else."
Yan Guanshan swung his spear, picked up a string of energy stones dug out from the alien body, put it on his shoulder, turned around and left.
"Guan Shan... cough cough cough!" Yan Lin seemed to choke and coughed several times.
"You're thirty years old, why are you still so impatient?"
Yan Guanshan turned around and said, "I'm not angry. I'm just telling you, no, inform the adjutant, I firmly refuse!"
"Yan Guanshan, do you want to disobey my orders? Have you forgotten the rules of your identity?"
"I am not the most suitable candidate for the escort mission. Didn't you choose me because my last name is Yan? Aren't you biased? You violated the rules first."
Yan Lin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "You stinky boy! You just know how to irritate me! You know nothing... cough, cough, cough!"
Yan Guanshan looked at him and said without thinking: "Anyway..."
"I don't agree to leave the 'fire' behind, but I won't stop you. In times of disaster, I'd be happy if more people could survive. But..."
Yan Guanshan raised his head slightly, tugged at the blood-stained collar of his lining, and continued,
“I won’t give up on the others either.”
"I am a member of the military's hunting team, a direct officer of Chaohai City, and a general guarding the city. It is my responsibility to protect all the citizens."
Yan Lin frowned: "But the situation is critical now. Chaohai City is a coastal fortress. The most important thing is to take the information and the people with the information out! Bring them to the district so that they can be prepared!
Now, Chaohai City has been secretly besieged by alien species, and someone must escort that group of people out of the siege as soon as possible.
I don’t believe in anyone else’s ability except you!”
Yan Guanshan was silent.
The spear on his shoulder, which had killed countless enemies with it, suddenly felt heavy, pressing down on his chest.
"Adjutant, you want me to be a deserter..."
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