Chapter 1117 A Special Departure Ceremony, the Fastest Conferment of Ranks in History "Alright, let's stop rehearsing here for today!"

"Everyone, go back and get some rest to recharge so you can be in top form for tomorrow's celebration!"

At 9 p.m., the rehearsal officially ended with an announcement from troupe leader Li Zhenbang.

Although the group members were physically exhausted, their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.

They exchanged rehearsal tips and discussed the details of tomorrow.

His eyes were filled with anticipation for the grand ceremony that would take place in a few hours.

Wang Yueheng, along with several group leaders and teacher Han Hong, were the last to leave the rehearsal hall.

The group chatted and laughed as they walked back to their dormitory.

The night breeze is cool, and the sky is full of stars.

The courtyard of the cultural troupe was quiet, but the air seemed to be filled with the tension and excitement of the eve of a major battle.

Back in his dormitory, Wang Yueheng didn't check those online messages again.

After washing up, she sent Mo Zixue a goodnight message and went to bed early.

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October 1st, 4 AM.

The naval cultural troupe's residence was brightly lit and bustling with people.

Wang Yueheng woke up early, washed up, changed into the performance costume he had ordered in advance, and then opened the door and went out.

The sound of hurried but orderly footsteps echoed down the corridor as the members of the performing arts troupe were assembling in a tense atmosphere.

Preparing to head to the military airfield and board the plane to the "Dragon Might" aircraft carrier's base.

"Set off!"

Once the troops had assembled, Commander Li Zhenbang's deep and powerful command rang out across the square.

Wang Yueheng, standing in the queue, followed the others and boarded several buses that were already waiting downstairs.

The vehicle quietly drove out of the cultural troupe compound in the pre-dawn darkness and sped towards the military airport on the outskirts of the city.

The car was unusually quiet; the only sounds were the roar of the engine and the tires rubbing against the ground.

People sitting in the car either closed their eyes to rest or looked out at the night view.

Wang Yueheng looked out the window at the trees and buildings rushing past, their outlines silhouetted against the streetlights, and felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

Upon arrival at the military airport, we went through strict security checks.

"Hiss~"

Are we really going to take this transport plane to the performance?

"It feels like a dream..."

When I saw the massive and powerful Y-20 transport plane lying quietly on the tarmac like a giant beast...

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath, their faces showing either excitement or nervousness.

Looking up at this behemoth representing the highest level of technology in China, Wang Yueheng was filled with emotion.

Who would have thought that the street performers who used to sing on the night market streets were actually street singers?

Now we can actually board this military aircraft that represents the highest level of military technology in the Dragon Kingdom!

"Boarding!"

Following the instructions, everyone stepped onto the gangway one by one and entered the spacious but somewhat rudimentary cabin.

The cabin contained two rows of military seats, and the air was filled with the smell of aviation fuel and metal.

Wang Yueheng, Han Hong, and Li Zhenbang, the group leader, sat in the front row.

After fastening the seatbelts, the roar of the engine gradually increased, and the aircraft began to glide slowly.