Chapter 1042: Triumphant Return

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The real name of Money Tiger is Money Tiger, one of the top coal tycoons in Shanxi. These days he has been seething with anger, as if his fury never dissipates, and even ulcers have appeared in his mouth.

Money Tiger's ire stems from a simple reason: His beloved son Qian Yongxing left without notice, driving away in an expensive luxury car worth millions of yuan. After passing through numerous toll booths on the highway, he mysteriously disappeared!

The family business has always been stable. Money Tiger was planning to have his beloved son Qian Yongxing officially take over and become the new head of the corporation. But just a day before the board meeting, his son did something so outrageous!

"You damn brat! If you're that capable, never come back!" Money Tiger raged.

A middle-aged lady standing nearby was clearly displeased and said, "If our child is a good-for-nothing, then what are you And what am I"

Money Tiger immediately fell silent, unable to retort.

In the days since Qian Yongxing's disappearance, such scenes were repeatedly played out in the luxurious villa of the Money family.

But perhaps from today onwards, this situation will no longer occur.

This is because the ever-up-to-date Money Tiger clearly saw on TV that his son was bravely fighting against terrorists in the Bilali region!

Even with his face painted and dressed in military attire, which was vastly different from his usual well-groomed appearance as a wealthy young gentleman, Qian Laohu immediately recognized his son!

He never would have imagined that his son's sudden departure was to bring glory to the nation! He had always thought of his son as an ordinary soldier in a regular unit, but he didn't expect him to be part of China's top special forces!

This kind of son made Qian Laohu feel estranged yet immensely proud.

Qian Laohu was sitting in front of the TV, wiping away tears. Such a tender gesture would almost never occur with someone as seemingly rugged and macho as him.

"You good-for-nothing brat, you've really done well! You haven't let your old man down!" Qian Laohu used a tissue to wipe his eyes and said.

"Remember how you used to curse our child 'Sons of turtles,' he suffered so much," Qian Yongxing's mother was also in tears.

"He’s not a son of a turtle, he’s brought honor to the family! He has brought honor to the family!"

At the dedicated military airport in China's capital, a large transport aircraft filled with Dragon Scale warriors slowly landed. The strong wind generated by the propellers made it hard for people to keep their eyes open.

In the vicinity of this helicopter stood a dense crowd of people. If one were a regular TV viewer, they would recognize these as high-level officials from China's government and various military regions, with none other than China’s top leader standing at the forefront!

The helicopter door opened; Wang Zheng led the way out followed by the Dragon Scale warriors, while Zhang Xuan and Xiao Chenyu were helped down.

a round of applause.

All those present looked at them with admiration, regarding these men who risked their lives for the honor of China as the pride of the nation and the greatest individuals.

Silent yet great.

Wang Zheng walked down from the plane and stood still, calmly accepting the applause from the high-ranking officials. It was somewhat ironic that while Dragon Scale had undertaken numerous missions far more dangerous than this African expedition, they never received any applause upon their return but only unknown commendations.

The一號首長 came up to him, shook Wang Zheng's hand, and with an encouraging look in his smiling eyes said: "You've worked hard. Welcome home."

"Thank you, Comrade Leader. This is what we should do," replied Wang Zheng with a similarly calm smile.

"You are heroes of the country and its people," said the一號首長, looking directly into Wang Zheng's eyes with great appreciation.

While the一號首長 spoke to Wang Zheng, everyone else could only watch quietly. They were well aware that if this young man chose a political career, he would rise at an incredible pace.

"There is still much left undone," Wang Zheng suddenly shifted his tone; though his words were light, they carried a profound meaning.

The smile on the一號首長's face froze for a moment before he said: "Indeed."

The news of Wang Zheng and the Dragon Scale Warriors' triumphant return spread throughout the country instantly. Although China Central Television did not broadcast it live this time, they still provided photos from the scene in their news report, including one where Chief Number One was shaking hands with Wang Zheng.

Such incidents were not uncommon over the years for China, but usually they would be dealt with very secretly. Today's large-scale coverage was unprecedented. It was due to Su Tianran's tech team uploading all the scene videos that led to this situation; of course, many also suspected it was intentional on behalf of the Chinese government to create a national hero image for them while diverting public attention and thus smoothly resolving this crisis.

Wang Zheng had sustained significant injuries. He and several comrades were immediately sent to the Military General Hospital upon their return for treatment. Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan's injuries were the most severe, requiring surgery. These two guys truly went all out this time.

The nurse cleaning Wang Zheng’s wounds was a recent graduate from military medical school. Knowing that her patient was a great national hero, she couldn't help but stare with wide eyes full of admiration and excitement.

Wang Zheng saw the young nurse's state through the mirror and smiled without taking it to heart. Despite the doctor’s orders for him to rest properly, Wang Zheng ignored them and went straight up to the top floor.

The top floor was the Intensive Care Unit for Neurosurgery where Li Yiran resided.

Behind a glass wall, Wang Zheng watched Li Yiran lying quietly in her hospital bed with an oxygen mask on. Her head was wrapped thickly in bandages, and although her complexion was pale, she still exuded the unique charm and charisma of China’s TV queen.

Given her immense popularity, if she wasn't staying at a military hospital, fans would likely have overwhelmed it trying to visit her.

As Wang Zheng recalled Li Yiran's heroic actions in Bilalbia, he couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly as his gaze softened. That scene would forever be etched in Wang Zheng’s heart, deeply moving him.

In the face of life and death, some chose to苟活 (clinging to life), while others bravely faced their demise; Li Yiran undoubtedly belonged to the latter category, such individuals possessing an incredibly strong inner resolve. against them, but such attacks were enough to leave a lasting impression.Seeing that the military bigwigs were all here, these special forces personnel no longer made any moves. They knew very well t...