In a small county town in the southwest, a hundred-year-old veteran who had lost his left arm watched the Hongqi flag flutter on the screen.
Overcome with emotion, he kept slapping the armrest of his wheelchair with his remaining hand and shouting, "Well done! Well done!"
In a nursing home in the northeast, several elderly volunteers who had fought in the war against Eagle Country helped one another to their feet.
Facing the television, they slowly raised trembling hands in crisp military salutes, tears filling their clouded eyes.
Their greatest wish in life had been to see their children and grandchildren stand tall and live in this world with pride.
They had told their children and grandchildren that they hoped they, too, would join the military when they grew up and serve their country.
They had dreamed that one day, the Dragon Kingdom's flag would fly atop Mount Fuji, so the enemies who had once humiliated them could see that the Dragon Kingdom was no longer the sick man it had once been!
They had thought they might have to wait until the next generation, or even the one after that, to see that wish fulfilled.
Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined they would witness it with their own eyes when they were already nearing the end of their lives!
They no longer had to wait for some distant day.
It was happening today!
Yue Xiaofei, this young man of a later generation, had fulfilled a wish nearly a century old for them and for all the fallen heroes!
At that moment, countless veterans wept.
The resentment and frustration they had carried for years were finally released.
They could die without regret!
Jiangcheng, Martyrs' Cemetery.
Inside a heavily guarded Confession Room.
Ito Yūgorō, once a Japanese general