Chapter 720 The underground people are still alive, and they vow not to return home.

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Huo Yu's resurrection has a greater impact than his sacrifice.

As Huo Yu's deeds spread throughout the country, his reputation began to rise rapidly, and he even surpassed the ancestors of the Huo family and became the champion of Langjuxu.

People from all over the country threw away the white flowers in their hands, cut off the white Kongming lanterns, smashed the white lanterns that were not put into the river, and joined the carnival.

From great sorrow to great joy, the whole people celebrate.

Our fighting hero Huo Yu is not dead.

More people entered Huo Yu's live broadcast room, which not only increased the popularity of the live broadcast room, but also provided Huo Yu with a large number of points of recognition.

Huo Yu originally had a straight face, just like the black Li Kui from Liangshanbo.

After all, he was living a good life and being crazily memorialized by others, which would be uncomfortable for anyone.

But soon, Huo Yu once again performed the unique skill of "changing his face".

[Congratulations to the host, for gaining 12 recognition points! 】

[Congratulations to the host, for gaining 9 recognition points! 】

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[Congratulations to the host, for gaining 10897 recognition points! 】

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 14231 recognition points! 】

In the beginning, Tongzi could record the approval points of each transaction one by one, but as the number of people in the live broadcast room increased, it was no longer possible to calculate everyone's approval points.

It can only settle for the next best thing and record recognition points earned per second.

The number of people in the live broadcast room is also rising step by step.

From the initial three million, it gradually increased to ten million, and then thirty million.

In the end, the number of people in the live broadcast room was fixed at 100 million!

The number of viewers exceeded 100 million, directly creating history in the live broadcast industry!

It is impossible for any popular star, even a king-level star, to have this kind of popularity.

Again, the eyes of the crowd were sharp.

One out of every ten people in the country has come to Huoyu’s live broadcast room, and this number is still rising steadily.

Huo Yu sat stupidly in front of the camera without even saying a word. The live broadcast effect was infinitely close to zero, but no one left the live broadcast room.

No one wanted to leave, even just watching Huo Yu giggle, that was enough.

The original memorial service scene also had a sudden change in painting style.

Huo Yu's black and white portrait was removed, and the coffin was also moved away.

Everyone who was originally sad was now smiling, holding a mobile phone in their hands and watching Huoyu's live broadcast.

Even the big leader, who had always been calm and self-respecting, was looking at his mobile phone with a smile on his face, looking kind and kind like a kindly grandfather next door.

Huo Yu's body trembled slightly, and the system prompts of the confirmation click kept echoing in his mind.

This is not a point of recognition, this is your own life!

Tens of thousands of identification points are recorded every second, which is something I would never dare to dream about.

In the excitement, Huo Yu also knew very well that he couldn't sit there like this all the time, he had to say something.

Only by saying something inspiring can the recognition point income be longer and more lasting...cough cough cough...

He thought for a moment and slowly turned around.

The camera also followed Huo Yu's turn, illuminating the entire surrounding environment.

The devastated battlefield came into view of the audience.

"I am Huo Yu, and I am still alive." Huo Yu's deep voice sounded, "But not every soldier is as lucky as me. Many of us have died in the past few days."

"As you can see, this is a battlefield. Just a few minutes ago, the human joint army started a life-and-death struggle here with the army of the underground civilization."

"The winner is naturally us humans."

The scenes of the battlefield were very bloody and were transmitted to the mobile phone screens of every audience in the country through satellite signals.

Abandoned chariots, corpses of human and underground warriors, stumps all over the ground...

These scenes that would never appear in ordinary people's lives were faithfully recorded by the little black ball.

This time, Huo Yu did not choose to turn on the mosaic to cover up these bloody scenes.

When disaster strikes, every human being cannot escape, even if he is a child.

According to China's wartime recruitment regulations, women, children, and the elderly are the last batch to go to the battlefield, but they are definitely not excluded from the battlefield.

When a nation lives or dies, everyone has the responsibility to protect the land.

Now let them see a real battlefield, which can be considered as some experience in advance.

"In that battle three days ago, we lost hundreds of comrades." Huo Yu paused and said with a heavy face, "including my close friends, subordinates, brothers..."

"In the battle just now, at least several thousand Chinese soldiers left their lives permanently in this snow. Although mankind has achieved a staged victory, this victory came too heavy, and the victory was also a tragic victory. "

"But!" Huo Yu's eyes were sharp, and his sharp gaze seemed to pierce the sky.

"The icekeepers will not back down, the Chinese will not back down, and humans will not back down!"

"As long as there is a human being in the Arctic, the underground people will not be allowed to take a step beyond their reach, and the homeland where humans are located will never be attacked."

"I, the Arctic Icekeeper, guarding the ice and commanding Huo Yu, hereby swear an oath."

"As long as there is an underground man in the North Pole, I, Huo Yu, will never go home!"

Huo Yu's words echoed over the polar regions, and the surrounding icekeepers and soldiers all saluted him with excited expressions.

Like those Chinese soldiers who died in the Rift Valley, we are not afraid of sacrifice, we are not afraid of dying for the motherland, and we are not afraid of dying in this extremely cold place.

What I'm afraid of is that the sacrifice is worthless, what I'm afraid of is being forgotten by people, and what I'm afraid of is that the motherland has forgotten itself.

Unsung heroes are certainly worthy of respect, but heroes should not be nameless.

Huo Yu's actions are undoubtedly vindicating the names of all the soldiers who sacrificed their lives in the Arctic.

"I, Major General Huo Jinghuan of China, hereby swear an oath." Huo Jinghuan slowly walked from the rear to Huo Yu, "I swear not to return home until the underground people are destroyed!"

"Icekeeper Wu Yi swears here that he will not return home until the underground people are destroyed."

"Icekeeper Bai Xiaomo hereby swears an oath..."

Starting from the partners of the 249 scientific research station, tens of thousands of soldiers stood in front of the camera and swore an oath to the audience at the top of their lungs.

The underground people will never go home until they are destroyed.

The voices of thousands of people were loud and messy. Because they were not planned, they did not sound uniform, but every word was sonorous and powerful.

The oaths of tens of thousands soared into the sky, echoing continuously in this far north.

At the same time, the big leaders at Huo Yu’s memorial service looked solemn.

He looked at his subordinates and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Thoroughly check the list of soldiers who died in the Arctic. No one can be left behind."

"We are ashamed of them while we are alive, and we must clear their names after death."

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"Wait until after the war." The corners of the big leader's eyes became moist, "I will personally take them home."