Chapter 203 (Chapter 203 (2nd Update)...)

The airport selected for the landing of the evacuation plane was already full of people waiting.

Song Yao and the others have special treatment. They don't have to crowd in the lobby. They can even go to the second floor and lean on the railing to look down.

This is historic, worth witnessing, and is also the biggest reward for their hard work for so long. How could the children miss it?

If they were adults, they might be embarrassed to speak, but Song Yao and the others didn't feel ashamed to ask, "We also want to come and see the scene of the successful evacuation."

I'm afraid that even if they become adults and become real adults, Song Yao will still bring his friends to watch as long as conditions permit.

Seeing the plane flying from a distance, all the children became excited.

Song Yao jumped the highest and watched with bright eyes as the big plane they made ran on the runway and finally stopped slowly.

He was so happy that he almost jumped down, but fortunately Yuan Jiang quickly stopped him with his quick eyes, and he was able to avoid the tragedy of "a national treasure scientist breaking his leg because he was too happy".

Song Yao woke up in an instant. After thanking brother Yuan Jiang obediently, he then looked around with vigilance like a cat, fearing that others would discover his little embarrassing moment.

Fortunately, everyone around, including the family members of the expatriates downstairs, were equally excited. Everyone was jumping up and down and moving forward in anticipation. Naturally, they would not notice something as inconspicuous as a child upstairs who almost fell. One scene.

This was Zhongzhou's first voluntary evacuation operation after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Naturally, the media had been following it. Song Yao's sharp eyes saw a man standing in front of the camera, introducing the situation of the plane that had landed.

The child was delighted: "Our plane helped!"

The reason why the evacuation plane landed at this airport was because it was large enough.

To put it bluntly, it is quite remote, and the facilities are relatively primitive. For example, the airport waiting hall where they are now is actually a simple and remote two-story pavilion built with wood.

There is an iron fence in front to prevent people from passing through to the interior of the airport.

Of course, after the airport was requisitioned, the country also made some improvements to it. For example, the iron fence that was originally rusty and had gaps big enough for an adult to fit through is now thin, long and strong, with gaps at regular intervals. , there are still armed military comrades standing guard.

The airport's crude runway was also expanded in the shortest possible time and was only completed last night.

As for the waiting area, it's even simpler. If you open the door, there won't be anyone in the area for ten miles. Even if there are another 100,000 family members, it can be accommodated.

Although everything seemed so crude and hasty, no one standing here had any objections.

They looked at the compatriots who were getting off the plane one after another, and they felt a strong excitement.

In order to ensure their safety, Song Yao and the others could only stand in the open space and look down.

With so many people gathered together, it should be difficult to find each other, but from the moment this large number of expatriates arrived in the terminal, the scene of reunion was unfolding every minute.

"Oh, that's because our family is patriotic, patriotic!!"

As soon as a patriotic cry came out, at least a few hundred patriotic people all raised their heads and looked around.

Then he was stunned when he heard others agree, and then burst into laughter.

Gu Dongyang's name was not among the public. He was squeezing out among the crowd when he suddenly saw countless raised signs, one of which had his name written in large letters.

He hurriedly moved over slowly, step by step.

Sure enough, there were still more than a dozen people separated, and Gu Dongyang saw his family at a glance. He had no luggage, so he quickly raised his hands:

"Dad!! Mom!! Grandparents!!"

The family members who were trying hard to hold up the sign and looking around heard the noise and quickly turned around:

"Dongyang!! It's Dongyang!! It's Dongyang!!"

"Dongyang!!!"

There are many people who are as excited as they are to reunite. At this moment, it doesn't matter what kind of luggage or money, as long as the relatives can come back well, it is better than anything else.

Gu Dongyang hugged his family. The Zhongzhou family was not used to close contact with adult children, but at this moment, they just wanted to hug their child tightly and feel that he was still alive.

It felt so good to be reunited with his family. Gu Dongyang also hugged his relatives with tears in his eyes. He accidentally raised his eyes and saw the children standing on the second floor looking down.

Are you also here to pick up your family members?

This thought briefly crossed Gu Dongyang's mind. As soon as his grandfather asked him if he suffered in country U, he immediately changed his attention:

"No, I didn't go out at all. I kept hiding in the house. The People's Liberation Army came in to rescue me."

"That's good, that's good. I just saw you looking so bad, and I thought you were injured. How is your injured leg? Does it still hurt?"

"No, no, how could I be injured? This leg is not healed yet. You can tell by looking at me walking so slowly, but it doesn't hurt.

I didn't sleep well. Didn't I hide before? Then the food I ate was some bread, water, etc. There was no shortage of food, but it was definitely not as delicious as my mother's cooking, so I lost weight due to hunger. "

"I'm sorry, let's go home. Mom will cook you a table of delicious food."

After downplaying his painful days, Gu Dongyang laughed and walked out with his relatives:

"Let's do it in a few days. I want to eat something light now. The country not only sent the People's Liberation Army, but also sent a doctor. The doctor also said that I have to eat something light for a few days."

"Hey, there are doctors. Our country is really good. When we first heard the news, we were extremely anxious. Your father also said that he would spend all the money to buy you back. But the country said, not a dime. , free evacuation..."

They supported each other, talked and laughed and left.

There are many families like them. Although it is big here, it is not comfortable to have so many people crowded together. Basically everyone who receives their relatives chooses to register and go home immediately.

The rest are either those who have brought nationality with them and need to do various registrations, or those who have not yet found their family members and are waiting at the airport in tears, unwilling to leave.

Some got off the plane and searched for their relatives for a long time, but couldn't find them. They guessed that they didn't know where the evacuation was coming back, so they couldn't wait to leave, planning to go home and surprise their families.

At the end, in the huge airport, the joy faded away, leaving only the family members who were still looking forward to it.

Until the last expatriate left, the military comrades had to step forward to remind:

"This is just the first batch of evacuations, and there will be more in the future, some by ship and some by plane. They may not appear in this batch."

Some family members shed tears, looking forward to the next batch, but also afraid that the next batch of relatives would not be able to wait for them, and slowly left with such complicated emotions.

But at least, there is hope in my heart.

The country has even dispatched planes, and their families will definitely be able to come back.

And some family members, after knowing that there were no relatives in this group, ran to beg the People's Liberation Army to tell them the location of their family members.

"My daughter goes to this school, right here. I know the specific address. How about you take me there? I'm not afraid of danger. I know the way!"

"Me too. My son's school is relatively remote. If you take me there, I can lead the way. I can also be a volunteer. I'm not afraid of hardship or fighting. Take me there..."

"We don't know the address of the unit where my boss works, but we know the name. Comrades from the People's Liberation Army, can you find the place if you know the name?"

Song Yao looked at the scene below and sighed deeply like a young adult.

Lu Ju, who had just come up, sighed: "What a pity for the parents in the world. Those parents who have not waited for their children would rather go to a war-torn country to find their children."

Song Yao: "The country will definitely not agree."

"That's for sure. It's too late to save them. How can they send people away instead? When I first came here, they were recording the address information given by the parents. This can calm the hearts of these parents to some extent."

"Although the workload has increased, we understand them quite well. Our children are alone outside, and we don't know whether they are alive or dead. How can we not worry about them? Don't look at how energetic they all are. They haven't slept for two days. There are many.”

Song Yao, who was still happy about the success of the first batch of overseas Chinese evacuations just now, was thoughtful:

"Yes, if they could always contact their relatives, they probably wouldn't be so sick and seek medical attention."

The child started to yell: "Brother Lu Ju, have you ever watched "The Road to Immortality"?"

I have always felt that I have never fallen behind the trend of the youth class. I have been working very hard to catch up with various popular martial arts novels and study the lyrics of various delicacies: "?? What is "The Path to Immortality"??"

Song Yao puffed up his chest proudly: "That's the new novel I wrote!"

Lu Ju: "...Have you ever written old novels?"

The child was surprised: "Have you not read the novel I wrote? It's the one about riding up to the sky with the left foot and the right foot."

Lu sentence: "..."

His silence said it all.

Song Yao hummed: "Okay, let me tell you briefly, "The Road to Immortality" is about a very smart young man, his name is Yao Song, and he is smart and witty, and he has a group of good friends around him, and together they The story of becoming a fairy.”

Lu Ju: "Do you want to become a god?"

Song Yao patiently corrected him: "It's not me, it's the protagonist Yao Song."

"Yao Song, if you read it the other way round, doesn't it mean Song Yao? Hahaha, I really didn't know you were interested in these things, hahaha..."

Smiling, Lu Ju realized that Song Yao was looking at him with dead eyes and shut up instantly.

"Well, I mean, I support you."

Song Yao was not embarrassed at all, and could even be called confident:

"Anyway, in this story, the ascetics have a magical weapon. As long as you drop blood into a cup and light a candle, the candle will always light up. When it goes out, the owner of the blood will die."

Lu Ju's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Not bad, very creative."

Song Yao was cautious: "I didn't think of it, it was written in a book I read."

To be precise, he saw it in the miscellaneous book courses he read on the learning system.

The child, who is currently in the second grade of middle school, is astonished and thinks that this trick is so handsome that he doesn’t want to use it.

After listening to him blowing the Lu sentence for a while, I finally understood it:

"So you want to... get a candle like this?"

He thought the kid was a bit whimsical.

Song Yao shook his head: "Of course not!"

Lu Ju sighed and said, although Song Yao likes Ba Ba Ba very much, when it comes to doing things, children are more pragmatic than anyone else.

As a result, before he could finish his breath, he heard Song Yao say, "This candle still has too few functions."

Lu Ju: "? Too few??"

"Yes, it can only read people's vital signs, nothing else."

The child counted on his fingers for Lu Ju to see:

"If I were to make it, I would probably make something similar to a watch, which I could wear on my body and share my vital signs with my family. I could also use it to buy things, make phone calls, and check information. People could also use watches to add each other as friends..."

The watch Song Yao was talking about was not a product of the interstellar era.

After all, at that time, watches had been completely eliminated, and people who wore them used them as accessories.

The functions the child mentioned were completely included in the life chip that everyone had in the interstellar era.

But in their era, there is no way to make a complete life chip without any sequelae. This kind of life watch is the second best choice for Song Yao.

But to Lu Ju, it was like listening to a book in heaven:

"How can you use a watch to buy things? Where to put the money? What does it mean to add friends? How to check information with a watch..."

For him who is still using a wired phone, all this seems like Song Yao, a child, is thinking wildly.

But seeing Song Yao's confident look, Lu Ju turned his head and glanced at Yuan Jiang who silently expressed his support, swallowed the pile of questions, and smiled:

"Okay, then you must give me one when you make it."

Song Yao was very happy to get the support of the people around him, and promised: "No problem, Project 68 is now completed, and we will be able to start the next step soon."

He looked up at the sky (because the airport was too shabby and even had no roof), and his eyes were full of ambition that belonged to Song Yao:

"I want to go to the sky step by step!"

If nothing else, a white and cute child pointing to the sky and saying that he wants to go to the sky is really a bit second-year.

But the adults around him maintained a reliable and calm expression, and even nodded to express their support.

Of course, whether they believed wholeheartedly like Yuan Jiang, or thought like Lu Ju, "Although I think it's outrageous, I still have to support it as a child", only they themselves can know.

But at least, Song Yao has created more than one miracle.

Just like this plane.

Just like that warship.

Zhongzhou's warships crossed the sea all the way, and many countries passing by saw it.

They also knew that Zhongzhou was organizing the evacuation of overseas Chinese. The plane was shocking enough, and now a warship that looked well-equipped suddenly appeared...

As the warship passed by, the countries along the way held several large and small meetings.

The complete success of the first batch of evacuation operations seemed to set a good example.

With warships, planes and so many well-equipped soldiers, the subsequent evacuation was extremely smooth.

The second batch, the third batch, and the fourth batch.

In order to save their own international students, the Zhongzhou soldiers even negotiated with local forces several times, until the warship wandered around the surrounding ports, and successfully entered several local universities.

When the students and teachers trapped inside the school screamed, thinking that the thugs outside had broken in and screamed, the Zhongzhou evacuation team skillfully and quickly turned on the loudspeaker.

First, there was a round of usual appeasement, and then the familiar sonorous and powerful:

"We are the first evacuation team of the Zhongzhou People's Liberation Army. Please, our citizens..."

Then it was in the language of Country D:

"Please, citizens of Country D..."

The Zhongzhou international students who were hiding in the crowd and fleeing with the crowd stopped one after another.

"People's Liberation Army!"

"It's us Zhongzhou who are here to evacuate! Teacher, you don't have to pull me, people from our country are here to pick us up!"

"I'm from Country D! Can I go too? I heard them say that people from Country D can go too!"

The school is not connected to the outside world, but this does not prevent Zhongzhou international students from running over excitedly like kittens who have found their mothers after seeing the familiar military uniforms and hearing the familiar language.

Then followed the happily accompanying students from Country D.

The school is no longer in chaos. The Zhongzhou evacuation team even gave their own international students time to pack their luggage. After all, they are the last batch and are not as rushed as the first batch.

When all the students got on the bus and left the school under the envious gaze of all the teachers and students, they did not know that this moment would be recorded in history books.

Zhongzhou's first evacuation plan was successfully completed.