Commander Xu!!!
When those words thundered from the mouth of the Azure Dragon God of War, Xiao Tian Ce, with boundless reverence, the entire world seemed to fall silent!
The deafening roar of steel and the formations of fighter jets wheeling overhead lost all presence at that moment.
Commander!
In the Dragon Kingdom's military, that title could refer to any number of positions.
From the commander of a military subdistrict to the commander-in-chief of an entire theater!
But a "commander" whom a Nine-Star God of War would address with "please" and salute with the utmost respect?
How many such men could there be in the entire world?
Just what rank of commander was he?
Hou Liangbing's face turned ashen. He lost even the last shred of strength to struggle.
It was over!
This time, there wouldn't even be ashes left of him!
As for Yue Xiaofei, disbelief covered his face.
He had only known Elder Xu as his grandfather's old comrade, a retired veteran with distinguished service. This was the first time he had ever heard him called "Commander"!
Under the silent gaze of everyone present, Elder Xu slowly raised his hand and returned Xiao Tian Ce's salute with equal vigor.
"Xiao, thank you for your hard work!"
Then, leaning on his cane, he climbed step by step onto the raised platform before the cemetery, with Qin Qianshan and Xiao Tian Ce accompanying him on either side.
He stood there, his aged frame seeming immeasurably towering at that moment, as though he had become one with the countless heroic souls behind him!
His clouded eyes swept over the endless torrent of steel below and the young, resolute faces.
"Comrades!"
Elder Xu spoke. Through the loudspeakers, his aged voice carried clearly to every corner of the Eastern Frontier Theater's assembly grounds!