She looked at Patriarch Chu and asked for his opinion.
Old Man Chu smiled slightly and nodded: "Don't panic, listen to him."
Everyone is more curious about Ye Wudao's identity.
Who is this man so sacred? Patriarch Chu is so convinced of him.
Soon, a convoy of military vehicles approached, and the sound of mourning became louder.
In the leading open military vehicle was a military band, and the music was performed by them.
The moment they saw this band, the crowd gradually became commotion.
This band, they saw it on TV.
They are always present at Babaoshan funerals.
As we all know, those who can be buried in Babao Mountain must be important ministers of a country.
It can be said that being able to invite them to play mourning music at a funeral is itself a symbol of status and honor.
Why did they come to this remote place today?
The motorcade slowly stopped in front of Cancan's house.
Everyone's eyes followed the motorcade.
Then, I fell into unprecedented shock and fear.
What was shocking was that this convoy was all composed of military vehicles, with no end in sight, like a long queue.
A rough estimate is that there are at least a thousand vehicles.
What's scary is that each car contains ten brand-new coffins.
Dozens of soldiers guarded with guns.
There are all kinds of soldiers, probably tens of thousands of soldiers, guarding tens of thousands of coffins.
What are the troops doing here with coffins?
Collect their bodies?
Can,
There are not tens of thousands of villagers in Lijiabao.
Zhu Wei laughed even more crazily: "Did you see that? The military department personally brought the coffin to collect the body for you."
"I advise you to surrender and commit suicide. Otherwise, if they take action, you may not be able to keep the whole body."
Zhu Wei's words made people's scalp numb.
The villagers were heartbroken.
The first reaction is to run away.
However, Patriarch Chu angrily rebuked: "Why are you panicking? As long as I'm here, everything will be fine."
Of course Patriarch Chu knew,
These coffins are not for the villagers of Lijiabao to collect corpses.
What's inside is most likely the fallen heroes of the SEAL mercenary group.
The sorrow and joy slowly stopped.
Tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the coffin immediately jumped out of their vehicles and formed two square formations.
The army leader shouted: "Excuse me, are you family members of the SEALs?"
The faces of the villagers in Lijiabao darkened.
Sure enough, he came here because of his status as a "SEAL family".
They were panicked and no one responded.
In the end, it was Patriarch Chu who shouted: "Yes, we are the family members of the SEAL Mercenary Group."
The team leader looked solemn and said: "All family members of the SEAL mercenary group take orders."
Old Man Chu responded loudly: "Chu Yunlong, the commander of the SEAL Mercenary Regiment, led all the family members of the mercenary regiment to receive the order."
Team leader: "The SEALs have made great contributions to protecting the country and are our heroes of Great Xia. All members of the SEALs are now posthumously awarded special merit as individuals and the collective Peace Medal."
What!
Everyone in the audience was suffocated.
Even old man Chu was dumbfounded on the spot.
Let’s not talk about the Peace Medal first.
Simply conferring special merit to ten thousand people at the same time would be unprecedented.
There will even be no one to come after.
This handiwork is really huge, beyond the old man's imagination.
When everyone was shocked,
The team leader took out a red flag, unfolded it, and slowly walked to Old Man Chu.
"After extensive review and research by the upper management, it was decided to hold a collective state funeral for the SEAL mercenary group."
"Please keep this flag, Mr. Chu."
Old Chu took the red flag with his trembling hands, and his turbid tears fell on the bright red flag.
Brothers, you can rest in peace!
He walked to the coffin, covered it with a red flag, and kowtowed heavily.