The next day, at 8 o'clock in the morning, Qin Yu arrived at the Fengbei Army Parliament venue on time and saw many familiar faces.

Chen Yin, Sullivan, Liu Weiren, Wu Di's father, and all the bigwigs from the War 1 and War 2 were all here. Chen Jun from the District 7 and Gu's family from the District 8 were also invited to attend and sat on the left and right sides of the chairman's table.

In the conference hall, the banners welcoming the triumphant return of the front line officers were very eye-catching. The seats at the center and the front seats were not divided according to the level, but were all left to the people who came down from the front line.

Qin Yu had never attended a meeting of this level before, and this first time he appeared, he got to the front row. For this reason, Wu's father gave him a very praiseworthy look, meaning that you, a bastard, did not embarrass me.

Lin Cheng and Lin Xiao also came for this meeting, but Qin Yu and they did not communicate in depth, and only nodded far apart, which made them a little embarrassed. After all, Lin Nianlei was almost living with Qin Yu, but the relationship between the two parties was inexplicably distant.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, the meeting officially began.

Although Chen Yin's father was the highest commander of the War I zone, he was not the one who showed his face this time. Because the battle was fought in the War II zone, the commander who mainly spoke must be the commander of the War II zone.

The opening remarks of this meeting did not make people drowsy, but made people feel a little heavy. The series of praises and praises were followed by terrifying battle numbers, so the atmosphere in the hall was solemn and solemn.

After the hot scene ended, the meeting entered the first stage, the host announced the title and the post-teaching ceremony officially began.

Qin Yu was not surprised when he heard this call, because when he came in the morning, he had already heard that there would be a tribute ceremony today, and at the same time, he was a little happy, thinking that this might be the surprise Chen Jun said yesterday.

Are you going to be promoted?

"Li Yangyong, Zhang Bei...851st Regiment, Bi Zhifei...!"

The host shouted loudly with the list, and the officers sitting next to Qin Yu stood up and lined up quickly, kicking and walking onto the rostrum, but Qin Yu was not named.

This is a bit embarrassing. Those with low levels were called out, but Qin Yu has not been named yet, which means that this title has little to do with him, and he can't be promoted.

Qin Yu was a little dissatisfied, because although the Mixed Brigade played poorly in the first half and had a low presence, there were also large-scale soldiers who fled fearlessly, but after all, there were some highlights in the second half. The rescue command center kept the absolute safety of our generals and the captain alone, and then captured the enemy's major general and colonel. This kind of military achievements, even compared with the poor performance in the first half, was quite outstanding.

Therefore, Qin Yu felt that even if the Second World War Command did not raise the level, it should praise Qi Lin, Daya, Wang Tianhui, and other officers who died.

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, after the first batch of officers who were awarded ranks saluted and left the rostrum, the host indeed called Li Zhan, Qi Lin, Da Ya and others.

Daya was promoted to a higher level, from a major to a lieutenant colonel, Liang Xing was posthumously awarded the title of major, a martyr at the first level of the Special Administrative Region, and his immediate family members enjoyed permanent military subsidies of the Special Administrative Region, with more than 4,000 yuan per month. In this era, this is not a small amount of money.

Others, Laoyou, and the officers who died in the Wang family were also named, posthumously awarded military ranks and posthumously awarded them as martyrs. Although they were dead, the Second World War II Command did everything they could, even more meticulous than Qin Yu considered.

Qin Yu felt very uncomfortable when he heard familiar names being named. But the results given by the Second World War were fair and he couldn't say anything.

After the post-teaching ceremony, the commander of the Second World War Zone read out the decision to reorganize the participating troops.

"After a meeting of the Military Parliament of the Second World War Command, considering that there may be long-term military conflicts on the Northwest Line in the future, it is now decided to expand the First Mixed Brigade of the 116th Division, increase the number of personnel from the original 6,000 to 9,000, and give the right to form a regiment-level combat force..."

When Qin Yu heard this, he was stunned.

"The number of the original First Mixed Brigade was cancelled and changed to the Independent Mixed Brigade of the First Field Army in the Second World War. Starting from the first day of next month, the troops will be transferred to the Sichuan Prefecture area, and the specific garrisoning location will be officially announced after research by the Military Council!"

In the audience, Qin Yu was so excited after hearing these reorganization orders.

"Braft Commander Qin Yu, please come on stage to receive the award." The host shouted.

Damn, is there any awards?

After being stunned, Qin Yu immediately stood up and followed several other officers who were not awarded the title to the rostrum.

The commander-in-chief of the Second World War Zone, the General Staff, and several commanders of the Seventh and Eighth Districts all stood up, took the exquisite medal gift boxes, and came to the front of the officers.

"Col. Qin Yu was officially awarded the Army Commendation Medal and the Army First-Class Medal of Honor!"

Qin Yu was a man who was suffering a loss and cursed his mother. When he got the benefits, he called his elder brother the temper. At this moment, a little surprise suddenly came, and he smiled like an anus.

A golden medal hung on his chest, and Qin Yu saluted the commander-in-chief.

"Thank you for your hard work." After shaking hands with Qin Yu, the commander made a relatively special move and patted his arm.

Not far away, Chen Jun blinked at Qin Yu, meaning congratulations.

In the audience, Lin Xiao looked at Qin Yu with his shoulders in his arms, and a smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

...

After the meeting.

Many people came to celebrate Qin Yu. After he thanked him all the way, he took the time to find Feng Ji and thanked him in person.

In the lounge, Feng Ji drank tea and whispered to Qin Yu: "You have been awarded less than two months ago. Although you have made military achievements, you have also experienced it. If you are mentioned to the colonel again, you will inevitably have gossip. But you have expanded your rank, and you have changed 6,000 to 9,000, and you have been awarded the Army First-Class Medal of Honor. It's a matter of time before the independent mixed brigade is full, and this matter will be done."

"Thank you, Chief Feng!" Qin Yu immediately stood up and saluted, rubbed his palms, smiled and leaned forward, and asked in a low voice: "Then, the source of the troops..."

"Bingyuan is currently a difficult problem for all departments, so you can only solve this problem yourself."

When Qin Yu heard this, he nodded slightly disappointed.

"Do you know what the Army's First-Class Medal of Honor represents?" Feng Ji asked immediately after looking up.

Qin Yu was stunned and shook his head.

"If you can hang this medal on your chest, it means you can open the passage to be promoted to a general." Feng Ji stood up, reached out and patted Qin Yu's arm and said, "Young man, as long as you don't commit suicide and develop slowly down-to-earth, the military and political affairs of the Ninth District will definitely have your place."

"I understand." Qin Yu nodded.

"Okay, that's it, I'll talk about something." Feng Ji turned around and left.
Chapter completed!