A day later, a Huaxia transport plane landed at a military base in the southeastern part of the Hung Empire.
As the transport plane's rear hatch opened, the four rows of Star Advent Army soldiers sitting ramrod straight rose to their feet and filed off the plane in orderly fashion.
Yet within this ocean-blue formation, two figures stood out like sore thumbs.
A cameraman and a host.
And Jiang Xiao knew this host! Qian Baiwan!
A war correspondent specially dispatched by CCTV.
Note that he was a "war correspondent." In other words, Qian Baiwan would participate in the Star Advent Army's rescue operation from beginning to end.
Back during the second World Cup, Qian Baiwan had been Ye Xunyang's partner, commentating on Jiang Xiao's matches with her. Later, after saying a few wrong things in a fit of excitement, he had been taken off the air by CCTV.
A year had passed. It seemed that Qian Baiwan had emerged from the shadow of his commentary mistake. He had probably performed well over the past year, and CCTV sending him to the front line was also a recognition of his abilities.
Of course, being a war correspondent was no easy job. Like the soldiers, Qian Baiwan was someone who strapped his head to his belt and risked his life working.
Xie Donglin and Xia Yan led a regiment of soldiers off the plane and received a warm welcome from the Hung Empire as well.
But this was, after all, a military rescue operation. After the leaders of both sides exchanged a few words, the Hung Empire sent vehicles to take the 100 Star Advent Army soldiers straight to the battlefield!
It was clear that the Hung Empire was suffering terribly and was indeed somewhat impatient.
In just half an hour, the