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"August First Medal."
"Tangjia Mountain…"
The senior colonel of the People's Armed Police didn't intend to be mysterious and directly pointed out Fang Huai's identity.
Though the voice wasn't loud, the crowd was dense. These faint words were like toppling dominos spreading towards all directions; within seconds, the news created huge ripples.
"Is it him??"
"It looks like him! I remember he's quite young! He was wearing a trainee badge, I thought he was an intern cadre! He's still studying?"
During that day's grand assembly, the troops had all watched, and although they didn't remember his face, they had discussed his youth. Once reminded, they recalled it completely.
Just one minute.
That miraculously skilled kick and Fang Huai's identity made everyone look back at the stage again.
Those who had been about to leave were now glad: damn, good thing I didn't leave.
