Almost all ice coffins used in farewell ceremonies in China are single-person coffins, and double-person coffins have never been seen. However, when the martyrs and their spouses arrived, the bodies were in the shape of palms connected, no matter how the funeral parlor's beautician could tell them apart.
Inseparable.
Later, the military region specially invited doctors from Dehong Prefecture Hospital to make a last-ditch effort, but the result was even worse. The doctor said that there was only one way to separate them, and that was to destroy the bodies.
The proposal to destroy the body was directly rejected by Captain Qin of the Special Forces Brigade. He said categorically that the martyrs who returned home could not be allowed to continue to bleed!
Later, after negotiation between the military region and the funeral home, a metal partition of the mortuary was removed, and the two bodies were stored side by side in the mortuary.
Morgues can be modified and disassembled, but ice coffins are never available for two people.
That person's meaning was very clear. They had to separate the remains of the martyrs in order to ensure that the memorial service could be held on time.
He Hongqiao and Gong Mingjun were both stunned.
He Hongqiao, who was so busy, forgot the important content of the memorial service and the farewell ceremony for the body, but Gong Mingjun was brought to the edge of shock and collapse by the scene they described.
A brother and sister-in-law who have a sincere love for each other and support each other...
I don't want to be separated until death...
Gong Mingjun didn't know how to smoke, but he had to find something to do to calm down his raging emotions. He took the initiative to find He Hongqiao and said, "Political Commissar, give me one."
He Hongqiao smoked a cigarette and threw it to him, then took out another cigarette and prepared to give it to the person in charge of the cold storage, but found that the corner where the person had stood was now empty.
"He just left." Gong Mingjun pointed to a bright room and took the lighter from He Hongqiao.
He opened the cover awkwardly and turned the pulley like He Hongqiao had done before. He repeated the simple action several times before the light blue flame illuminated his face.
The cigarette butt was close to the center of the flame. He took a strong puff and tried to light it. However, "cough...cough...cough..." Gong Mingjun was choked by the spicy tobacco and had difficulty breathing, and coughed violently.
"Never smoked?" He Hongqiao took Gong Mingjun's unlit cigarette into his hand, pointed the cigarette butt at the end of his cigarette that was glowing red, took a few puffs rhythmically, and then returned the lit cigarette.
Gong Mingjun.
"When Captain Gong and I were on missions, we would occasionally smoke a few puffs behind my sister-in-law's back. His favorite cigarettes were the local cigarettes produced in southern Xinjiang. A while ago, he asked someone to buy a few of them, saying that he would use them after completing the crackdown mission.
, I will have a good time while sending my sister-in-law back to Mobei." He Hongqiao's eyes were filled with the sadness of memories.
He knew that the taste of cigarettes was not as good as he imagined, but Gong Mingjun was silent, swallowing the smoke that made him feel bitter and nauseated.
After a long time, Gong Mingjun spoke, "Political Commissar He, how did my brother and sister-in-law die?"
He Hongqiao also participated in this severe campaign. Recalling that heroic and exciting experience, he still felt sad and angry.
He Hongqiao could have avoided Gong Mingjun's question by saying military secrets. But at this moment, when he stood in front of Captain Gong and his sister-in-law as a survivor, he suddenly felt the urge to talk.
He Hongqiao lit another cigarette, took off his military cap, leaned his head against the cold wall, and asked Gong Mingjun: "You want to know?"
"Yes." Gong Mingjun desperately wanted to know what kind of dangerous and cruel battle sent his brother and sister-in-law to the road of no return where heaven and man will never return...
He Hongqiao didn't hesitate anymore and said in a low voice, "Okay."
Then, after taking a few puffs, he finished the cigarette in his hand, closed his sad eyes, and slowly narrated a history that was about to be sealed in the dust.
The "Strike Hard" campaign started in the early morning of February 2. As two red flares rose into the sky, an arresting team composed of the X Military Region and Yunnan Special Police was like an arrow, heading straight for the lair of the registered major criminals.
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Forty minutes later, the criminals were captured one after another, and the battle was moving towards victory.
Suddenly, intensive gunfire came from the northwest corner of Qinghe Town. It turned out that the criminal Ma Pinglin was using submachine guns, pistols, and grenades in his mansion to resist the attack of the encirclement and annihilation team led by Gong Liangjun.
Ma Pinglin, who had served as a special soldier, was only 18 years old, but he had a history of five or six years of drug trafficking and gunfire. He was a vicious desperado. Before the crackdown began, Ma Pinglin, who had smelled the news, was ready to fight.
He built new fortifications upstairs and downstairs, added shooting holes and emergency passages, and prepared sufficient weapons and ammunition.
When the battle started, Gao Yuan, the special team member responsible for the arrest, took the lead in climbing over the wall and jumping into the courtyard, throwing tear gas into Ma Pinglin's bedroom. After that, Gong Liangjun led the team into the second courtyard, quickly occupied the commanding heights, and used firepower to suppress Ma Pinglin and him.
's subordinates.
Ma Pinglin fired wildly with a submachine gun, and the battle was extremely hard and fierce. Gao Rubao, a soldier from the No. 1 Squadron who came for reinforcements, was seriously injured when he approached the criminals. The agile Gao Yuan broke in through the window under the cover of tear gas and started a fight with the vicious criminals.
In a close-range shootout, he forced Ma Pinglin from the second floor to the first floor. Ma Pinglin took advantage of the familiar terrain and fired wildly at the team. The dense bullets knocked off soldier Sha Qijing's steel helmet and training cap. He fell to the ground.
While bleeding, he shot a bullet into Ma Pinglin's right leg.
Ma Pinglin, who was so excited by the blood that he went crazy, threw a powerful grenade at the team, took the opportunity to hide in the bunker with steel plates, and fired at the gun holes.
Seeing that there was no other way out, Gong Liangjun ordered the plateau closest to the target to blow up the bunker with explosives.
There was a loud bang, and a gap was opened in the impregnable bunker-like building. The commandos fired fiercely at Ma Pinglin and his subordinates who were desperately resisting. Gong Liangjun used rockets and tear gas incendiary bombs to hit the building one after another. Ma Pinglin was helpless.
Hiding everywhere, he was forced to escape from the building.
Seeing that victory was imminent, Gong Liangjun was about to use his sniper's red cross to kill the criminal Ma Pinglin.
An accident happened suddenly.
Ma Pinglin had two identical girls tied to his front and back. The muzzle of his gun was pressed tightly against the temple of the girl in front. His other free hand was pressing a red switch.
He shouted at the top of his lungs that whoever dared to shoot would die together with the girl...
The situation took a turn for the worse.
Gong Liangjun had no choice but to give the order to stop shooting. Later, his wife, Gong Xue's mother, Zeng Rulan, a negotiator with many outstanding achievements in the special brigade, stepped forward from the assault team...
"I go!"
These two short words represent the spirit of Chinese people.
This unique female army major fully demonstrates her fearless temperament of going through fire and water and looking forward to death without fear of returning home.
I go..
This is a mission that makes her proud and proud. Just like every conversation with death and sin, Zeng Rulan took the countdown steps of her life without hesitation.