CHAPTER 1490: CHAPTER 1491 TIANZHU

Picking up the phone, you spoke a syllable in a somewhat fatigued voice: "Hello."

On the other end of the call, upon hearing your voice, there was a moment of silence before speaking: "Is it Mu... is it Li Tian?"

"It’s me, Commander, long time no see, how have you been?"

"Good, good."

Although your tone was slightly stiff, Du Ping’an on the other side was exceptionally excited. Last time, although you and your mother entered his home together, he didn’t have a chance to speak with you before you left with Gong Wu, and he thought you deliberately didn’t want to see him.

Just now, when he received a call from the Old Platoon Leader, Du Ping’an was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was resting in the yard with his family for the weekend and specifically went into his study to avoid letting others overhear the conversation.

However, at this very moment, the inner excitement of Du Ping’an was unaware that the study door was ajar and not entirely closed.

It was exactly because of Du Ping’an’s visible excitement in a single word "good" that someone outside quietly crept in and discreetly observed Du Ping’an.

At first glance, you might think it’s a tomboy, but it was only a dash of masculinity, with more of the grace and beauty expected of a female.

She had a clean face, delicate eyebrows, and short hair down to her ears.

Her face was unlike ordinary girls with makeup; beneath her straight nose, her pink lips slightly parted, subtly revealing a row of white teeth as she listened intently to Du Ping’an speaking in the study.

"Frankly, I didn’t expect you to call me." After a brief silence, Du Ping’an continued, "How have you been these three years? We’ve been looking for you all along."

Upon hearing this, the girl eavesdropping at the door suddenly showed an expression of surprise, followed by even more interest on her face.

"Regardless, you are still a soldier of the Huaxia Army, and the Military Department has classified your file as top secret, so you can live your life as you see fit," after hearing your words on the phone, Du Ping’an nodded and said, "I already knew this just now. Wen’an County is under the jurisdiction of the Southwest Military Region, and they have already organized a rescue operation, while we have not received any orders here. However, several private enterprises have already formed rescue teams, and we will escort them to Chengdu."

After a brief pause, having listened to your words, Du Ping’an continued: "I will arrange it for you, and the exact departure time and location will be notified to you around six in the evening."

Having said this, Du Ping’an hung up the phone.

The girl eavesdropping at the door saw this, readying to slowly retract her head and leave, suddenly heard Du Ping’an speak: "Nan Nan, you’ve been listening at the door for so long, why not come in?"

"Hey, Grandpa, your ears are still sharp." Having been discovered, Du Yanan didn’t bother to hide, walking straightforwardly in front of Du Ping’an.

Before Du Ping’an could speak, Du Yanan asked: "Grandpa, was that person on the phone with you just now the Tianzhu missing for three years?"

At this point, Du Ping’an’s face became serious immediately: "This matter is the highest military secret. Although you are within the system, you should understand, some things are better left unknown."

"Yes!" Hearing this, Du Yanan quickly straightened up, "Understood! Then, Commander, I have some matters to attend to, I’ll take my leave now."

"Go on, go on." Du Ping’an was quite fond of this granddaughter.

After leaving Du Ping’an’s study, Du Yanan immediately made a call: "Hello, Little Yue, when are you leaving?"

That night, you did not return home but called your mother, also asking her to take a week’s leave for you.

On the call, your mother didn’t ask the usual questions; she merely said a few words about staying safe. She had much confidence in you, knowing sometimes saying less is better.

You did not go out, nor did you eat dinner, just lay quietly on the dusty sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The light in the room grew dimmer, yet you did not seem inclined to turn on the lamp.

In the dim environment, time seemed to crawl by; you weren’t sure how long it had been, almost like half a century had passed when your phone rang again, and you pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

The voice on the phone was still Du Ping’an’s: "The time has been set. The plane departs from Yuhang Air Force Base at six tomorrow morning. Just report your name when you arrive."

After a pause, you softly said: "Thank you, Commander."

"Actually... I still hope you’ll call me Grandpa."

You didn’t respond as such, instead taking a roundabout route: "In a while, I’ll come to Nanjing to visit you."

Du Ping’an was slightly taken aback, then showed a pleased expression: "Great, I’ll be waiting at home for you!"

After everything was settled, your breathing gradually became even, slowly falling into slumber.

Early next morning, you left home carrying a small bag, only with two sets of clothes and a wad of cash inside.

Taking a cab to Yuhang City’s Air Force Base, you reported your name at the guard post. The soldier on duty checked you against a faxed image, handed you an ID badge, and let you through.

Holding the ID badge, you sighed softly, seeing the information on the badge read - Li Tian, male, 26 years old. Assigned to a special operations unit of the Southeast Military District, rank: Major.

In the memory given by reincarnation, Major was your rank when you left, unexpectedly, the unit still holds it.

The Yuhang City’s Air Force Base was quite large, but the construction of Huaxia troops followed specific plans, so you easily found the departure point with your familiarity.

When you arrived, two buses parked not far behind you, and as the doors opened, men and women stepped off the buses.

However, seeing these people, your brows could not help but slightly furrow.

The men wore sharp suits, with shoes polished spotless; and the women, not much need to be said, were dressed glamorously, almost excessively, as if they weren’t heading to the disaster zone but to a garden resort.

With a casual glance, you were not interested in looking anymore, turning around to approach a nearby soldier on guard, directly asking: "Private Comrade, when does the plane take off?"

The soldier on guard looked at the badge on your chest, immediately saluting you in an articulate manner: "Reporting to the Commander, the plane takes off punctually at eight o’clock, in precisely fifteen minutes!"

You glanced at your watch, nodding slightly.