By a twist of fate.
Having mastered the Chlorine Element and Radium Element, Liu Di returned once more to the Circle of Rebirth cemetery.
As for Mo Yu.
The same old saying applied: don't compete with fools.
Qin Changhe had already returned to his own era.
But Liu Di knew someone here was waiting for him.
On the hillside.
Liu Di looked up and saw a white-haired old man standing before a gravestone.
The old man turned around. Though already in his eighties, he remained vigorous and sharp. His crisp zhongshan suit was covered in densely arranged medals of honor.
He gave a standard military salute. "Commander Liu, Retired Air Force General Qin Changhe, reporting for duty."
Liu Di smiled silently.
A piece of information appeared in his vision. It was an old newspaper clipping displayed in a case at the Huaxia Historical Military Museum.
'Number 3985, Jiu Jiu Gao Lian Reconnaissance Aircraft, pilot Qin Changhe—Air Force God of War, 1953, nicknamed Sky Falcon.'
'Participated in seventy-eight aerial battles and completed one hundred and thirty-four reconnaissance missions. Shot down forty-six Island Military reconnaissance aircraft and seven bombers, without a single defeat.'
'Following his retirement, Number 3985, the Jiu Jiu Gao Lian Reconnaissance Aircraft, was permanently preserved in accordance with his personal wishes.'
'An ode to an era.'
Liu Di nodded slightly.
Then the old man said emotionally, "Xiao Lan still left a year before me. Just as before, I've decided to spend the rest of my life guarding her grave."
"Of course, Commander Liu, rest assured. I no longer believe blindly in ghosts and gods."
Liu Di stepped forward and shook the old man's hand. "Thank you for keeping the secret all this time, and thank you for everything you've done for China."
The old man said with relief, "Fortunately,