When they arrived at the courtyard house and the celestial bridal chamber, they discovered it was a

An elderly man, holding a newspaper, pointed to the words on it and said excitedly, "Look at this! This is a true hero! He seeks neither fame nor fortune, only thinking of the country and the people."

Because illiteracy was widespread at that time, this commentary was primarily disseminated through radio broadcasts.

Every evening, the loudspeaker at the village entrance would blare out on time, its clear and emotional voice carrying every word of the comments clearly into everyone's ears.

Of course, at this time, similar comments were also being published and promoted, such as those praising the victory in the Battle of Shangganling.

Many children would gather around the loudspeaker, listening quietly with eyes full of reverence and longing.

Meanwhile, many people in China were also greatly encouraged after reading this commentary, and continued to donate money and supplies to support the front lines. They became more determined to support the war against the United States, cherished their peaceful lives, and admired the brave, fearless, and selfless heroes even more.

Many people want to know who this humble hero is, and want to express their admiration for him, but they will probably never know.

Overall, this commentary sparked heated discussions, brought many touching moments, rallied the strength of the entire nation, and helped more people understand the meaning of heroism.

Heroes are not necessarily those who are famous and admired by all; they can also be ordinary people who are humble, selfless, quietly dedicated, and brave.

Whether alive or fallen, whether soldiers fighting on the front lines or ordinary people making silent sacrifices at home, they are all heroes, the pride of China, and the pride of the people.

Meanwhile, Zhou Zheng'an remained at the Zhisi headquarters, unaware that he was about to receive a new mission.

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The most interesting thing is that Liu Qianqian and her colleagues, as staff members of the Police Department of the Military Control Commission of Shangcheng District in Beijing, were also organizing a study session on this commentary that all of them are heroes.

In the office, everyone sat together, intently reading the contents of the newspaper.

"Comrades, look at this superhero who doesn't want to leave his name, he's really amazing! His deeds are admirable and worth learning from." As the head of the department, Director Xiao set the tone as soon as he arrived.

Liu Qianqian listened intently, her hands supporting her chin, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Yes, this hero is not only brave, but also so humble. It's something that not everyone can do. I truly admire him from the bottom of my heart."

Everyone was discussing it amongst themselves, none of them expecting that this superhero would be someone close to them—Liu Qianqian's husband, Zhou Zheng'an.

After finishing her studies, Liu Qianqian returned home, still thinking about that superhero.

She sat by the window, gazing at the night view outside, her thoughts drifting far away. She imagined the hero's appearance, the scene of him bravely fighting the enemy on the battlefield, her heart filled with admiration.

At the same time, I miss Zhou Zheng'an even more.

She thought of her husband, Zhou Zheng'an, who had been ordered to the front lines to serve as an operations staff officer in the Volunteer Army Headquarters. She hadn't heard from him for a long time, and she worried about him every day, concerned for his safety.

She kept reassuring herself that Zhou Zheng'an was commanding the battle from the rear and wouldn't personally go to the front lines, so he wouldn't encounter too much danger. As long as she waited patiently, she would definitely receive news of his safe return.

She never imagined that the husband she worried about every day, the husband she longed for to return safely, was actually this nameless hero who was revered by the people of the whole country and admired by everyone.

At this time, Zhou Zheng'an received an order from the headquarters, saying that the Great Xia had dispatched Deputy Director Long to secretly preside over the four-way talks with the United States.

To ensure Deputy Director Long's safety, Zhou Zheng'an was instructed to lead a group to escort him over.

This is still out of concern that the US, having been driven to madness and insanity by the Battle of Shangganling, might bomb the trains of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army.

Chen Gengyang added from the side, his tone grave: "Zheng'an, this mission is extremely difficult. The US still has air superiority and could launch an air strike at any time. Moreover, the situation along the border is complex, so we must be on high alert and not be careless in the slightest. You take a guard platoon, equipped with sufficient weapons and ammunition, and bring me the heavy machine gun."

"We must ensure comprehensive protection and prevent Deputy Director Long from suffering any harm."

Zhou Zheng'an listened attentively and nodded.

His gaze then became fixed on the map on the table, his mind racing as he calculated the escort route, potential dangers, and countermeasures. After a moment, he looked up, his eyes resolute as he addressed Director Mo and Chen Gengyang, his tone solemn: "Please rest assured, Director Mo and Director Chen, I will do my utmost to escort Deputy Director Long throughout the entire journey and ensure his safety!"

"Good, well done!" Director Mo nodded emphatically, a relieved smile on his face. "Comrade Zheng'an, we believe in you, and only you can shoulder this heavy responsibility. Go and assemble the troops immediately, prepare for departure, and ensure the vehicles, weapons, and ammunition are ready to provide full support for Deputy Director Long."

"Yes, sir!" Zhou Zheng'an stood at attention and saluted again, his voice firm and clear. Then he turned around and strode out of the command post.

Zhou Zheng'an knew the importance of this mission and that there was no room for delay. Stepping out of the command post, he immediately blew the assembly whistle, and then led a platoon of his most elite guards in an emergency assembly.

The soldiers in this guard platoon were all tall and straight, with firm expressions. Their uniforms were neat and tidy, with submachine guns at their waists and rifles on their shoulders. Their eyes were sharp as eagles, ready to rush to the battlefield and carry out their missions at any time.

Zhou Zheng'an stood in front of the team, his gaze slowly sweeping over each soldier, his tone serious and solemn: "Comrades, I have an urgent mission for you. We need to set off immediately for the border between Da Xia and Daodao."

As for the specific tasks, Zhou Zheng'an certainly couldn't say.

"This mission was extremely difficult, and you are all warriors tested on the battlefield. Successfully complete this glorious and arduous task!"

"We guarantee to complete the mission!" the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices loud and deafening, echoing throughout the entire camp.

Their eyes were firm, their expressions solemn, and each of them was prepared to sacrifice themselves at any time. As long as the mission could be completed, they would not hesitate to pay the price with their lives.

Zhou Zheng'an nodded, a look of approval on his face, and said firmly, "Okay, let's go!" After saying that, he took the lead and got into a jeep. The driver immediately started the vehicle, and the engine roared.

The soldiers then boarded two trucks, which started up one after another and sped off toward the border.

The jeep led the way, followed closely by two trucks.

Each truck has a heavy machine gun.

Throughout the journey, Zhou Zheng'an remained highly vigilant.

The vehicle sped for four hours before finally arriving at the border area where Daxia and Daodao meet.

Just then, a train slowly approached from afar.