Returning to hometown with honor

Logan James's body was covered in scars, like a centipede crawling all over him! Apart from the scar that ran from his chest to his abdomen, there were dozens of other scars, big and small! What kind of scars were these that could be seen on a living person? It was as if he had crawled out of hell!

"Call for backup!" The security guard shouted loudly into his walkie-talkie, his gun pointed directly at James's head.

"Everyone, scatter! Scatter!" "Get down and cover your head!" The security guard continued to shout, but James remained unmoved.

Cover his head and cower down? This posture was too shameful. He had been in the military for six years and had experienced too much, but he had never cowered down with his head covered. This was a posture that only criminals should have.

"These scars are not because..." "Shut up!" The security guard shouted angrily, kicking James's buttocks and hitting his head with his baton.

But before the baton could land, a small, snow-white hand fell in front of it. "How dare you!" Freya stood in front of the security guard, her white cloak covering her like a snowstorm, but it could not hide the three shining golden stars on her shoulder.

Freya had been watching from the side for a long time. She wanted Logan James to retire from the military safely and peacefully.

But some people just had no vision!

An ordinary man in a military coat, even if he was very ordinary, the military coat on his body represented everything he had experienced. A retired soldier, the scars on his body were definitely from his enemies, and he should not be seen as a heinous criminal!

"Sir..." The security guard looked at Freya with some guilt. "I was just doing my job. He had so many scars on his body, I thought he was a criminal..."

"A criminal?" Freya glared at the security guard and spoke the two words that everyone was thinking.

At the sight of the fearful and wary looks of the crowd, Freya felt a sense of injustice.

"Do you know his name?" she asked. "Do you know how much he has sacrificed for this country?"

"Do you know where his scars came from?" Freya's gaze swept over the security guard, her already cold expression becoming even colder.

"He..." the security guard began to speak.

"Freya, that's enough." James's hand fell on Freya's head, pulling her shirt collar up. "He was just following regulations, there's nothing wrong with that.

Besides, I'm not anyone important, there's no need for people to recognize me."

"But in the future, don't use so much force." James glanced at the security guard and patted his butt.

"Let's go."

James waved his hand and looked outside the airport with hopeful eyes.

It had been six years since he left home. He wondered if his wife was doing well, and if his noisy and big son was already nine years old.

After being away for so long, his memories of his loved ones had become somewhat blurry.

And then there was the unborn little princess, Nita.

"She'll look a lot like her mother, won't she? She should have big eyes and a high nose bridge, like her mother. If she looks like me, then that's a shame."

James rubbed his cheeks, and the image of their meeting had already formed in his mind. Everything was so beautiful. As James walked away, Freya clenched her fists tightly.

Military commander, why did he not even give her a chance to address him properly?

She knew that every scar on James's body was earned while defending the country. Sixty-eight scars, to be exact. According to the old military doctor, it was a miracle that he was still alive. James had used his own flesh and blood to create the miracle of six years of invincibility for Texas.

With James around, no enemy had dared to set foot on Texas's land for six years. Texas had been peaceful for six years, but he did not want any credit for it. "Officer...I was impulsive just now," the security guard said, bowing his head in guilt. He looked at Freya carefully and asked, "May I ask what the name of that officer was just now?"

"Logan James. You can also call him...Lo Ja." "Lo Ja!" The security guard was shocked, and all eyes were suddenly focused on the unremarkable figure. Lo Ja had joined the army six years ago and had fought in a hundred battles, winning them all. He had recently led thirty thousand soldiers to defeat a million enemy troops, earning him the title of invincible general among the people of Texas.

At this moment, they seemed to understand that this invincibility and six years of peace were earned by this man with every scar on his body.

They also understood why Freya was so angry just now.

The security guard looked at the figure walking away and murmured, "I'm sorry."

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Outside the airport gate

Two children were looking around, with the little girl following closely behind the boy. The boy's eyes were fixed on the pedestrians with food.

They had been hungry for several days.

The last time they had a meal was a day ago when little boy Luke found some food in the trash can. He didn't want his sister to eat such dirty food... But his upbringing taught him not to lower his head and beg like a beggar.

Even though the image of the person who taught him to always hold his head high had become blurry, he remembered his words.

Because his mother had said that his father was the most powerful hero in the world.

His father sacrificed himself for this country. They were not fatherless wild children. His father had become a spirit to continue to guard this land.

Suddenly, Luke's eyes lit up and he focused on the half-eaten KFC on the chair.

"Little Nita used to love eating chicken wings."

Luke swallowed hard. He hadn't eaten anything for two days and he was starving.

He turned around and touched Nita's head.

"Little Nita, are you hungry?"

The little girl nodded eagerly, looking at her brother who was only a few years older than her with anticipation.

"Then, brother will go get you something to eat."

Luke quietly approached the chair and quickly reached for the KFC on the seat.

As the food fell into his hands, he eagerly handed it to Nita behind him. "Sister, you eat." Then he took a big gulp of saliva and exclaimed, "This is so delicious!

"Mmm!" Nita vigorously nodded her head and was about to grab the half chicken wing and stuff it into her mouth when suddenly her whole hand was grabbed by someone.

Nita looked at the middle-aged man in fear, but she couldn't break free.

The middle-aged man glared at Nita in anger and slapped her face. "You little beggar, how dare you steal from me!"

As the slap was about to land on Nita's face, Luke quickly hugged her head and used his own body to shield her. However, he didn't feel any pain for a while.

When he turned around, he saw a majestic figure standing in front of him.