The military vehicle sped along and soon left the military compound.
In the early morning, the sun penetrates through the clouds, and the orange-red light shines through the towering high-rise buildings, filling the place with an endless sense of hope.
Although it was only seven o'clock, there were already bustling pedestrians on the road.
People who get up early for morning exercises, hawkers selling food along the street, office workers in a hurry, and hungover young people who have just come out of bars and Internet cafes form a picture of the world.
Looking out the car window, He Zhenzhong's face had calmed down. No matter who could see them so happy and walking peacefully on the road, then the soldiers were successful.
At least, it is definitely dangerous to walk on the streets like this in Vietnam and the Middle East nowadays.
Woo woo woo.
The military vehicle traveled all the way, facing the rising sun, and headed straight for the Death Base.
Entering the area controlled by the Death Base, He Zhenzhong heard the melodious slogan, and even saw the figure of the morning training on the top of the mountain, sweating in the morning breeze and under the sun.
Woo hoo.
Zizzi.
The military vehicle stopped.
boom.
He Zhenzhong got out of the car, folded his hands in front of the car, leaned against the front of the car, and looked at the Death Base in the distance. He decided not to go in, lest he saw a bunch of old brothers and would be reluctant to leave.
Woo woo woo.
On the opposite side, another military vehicle came over.
Soon they came close and stopped. Situ Lingfeng, who had a pair of panda eyes and a somewhat frivolous pace, got out of the car with the hermit, and waved to the guard driving, beckoning him to go back.
"You two?" He Zhenzhong let go and walked over.
"Don't mention it, it's all sad." The hermit looked bitter and kept rubbing his forehead.
"Sad." Situ Lingfeng also said two words.
"Why, did you get drunk last night?" He Zhenzhong chuckled.
"That's just a bunch of grandchildren, don't mention it." The hermit shook his head, "Originally, I was on duty, but the man on the sailboat insisted that I was leaving and was reluctant to make me work so hard, so he took the initiative to replace me. As a result, then,
Helping grandson is a team to punish us."
Situ Lingfeng also nodded, "I can't stand the wheel battle."
"Okay, get in the car quickly. We have to rush to the naval base to report today. Let's get some sleep in the car."
"Death is better, I don't want to do anything now, I just want to sleep." The hermit shouted and rushed towards the military vehicle.
Situ Lingfeng was not slow and followed closely.
He Zhenzhong shook his head. It seemed that these two guys were really drunk last night. He turned around, returned to the car, and looked at the two people sleeping soundly in the back seat with their heads in their hands. He said
He smiled, started the military vehicle, turned around, and headed towards the naval base.
Although the distance is a bit far, he still wants to drive there. If he takes a plane, he will definitely be greeted. In this case, he will not be able to understand the status of the investigation. He still wants to touch the unit he is in charge of first to have a look and understand.
Let’s talk about the situation.
The military vehicles drove all the way until they arrived at a coastal city at noon, which was not far from the naval base. After entering the city, He Zhenzhong slowed down and followed the traffic slowly.
"Death, where to go first?"
After sleeping all morning, the hermit and Situ Lingfeng finally woke up and regained some energy.
"First go to the cemetery nearby. If I remember correctly, a brother from the regiment is buried there. They are all here. Let's go to see our brother first, and then go to his home."
"Um."
Soon, the military vehicle passed through the city, entered the suburbs, and came to a cemetery.
He Zhenzhong and the other two slowly walked into the cemetery.
"Si Gouzi, Si Gouzi, your mother asked me to come over and see you. Si Gouzi, why did you leave so young? Si Gouzi, Si Gouzi, ouch."
A shrill cry sounded from behind.
He Zhenzhong and the others stopped, turned sideways, and got out of the way. A few people holding flowers and wax paper money walked straight to a cemetery, knelt down, and began to worship.
"Death, this."
The hermit's eyes only took one glance and he noticed something was wrong. The tombstones these people worshiped were obviously backwards, but there were still words engraved on them, which looked very strange. Especially when there was a man wearing a white navy uniform opposite.
People were worshiping, with a guard standing behind them.
"Frogman." Situ Lingfeng also spoke.
"Yeah." He Zhenzhong nodded and his eyes fell on the shoulders of the naval officer. There were obvious marks on the military uniform, the traces of carrying an oxygen tank on his back for a long time. His face and hands all showed his identity.
"Is the cemetery so high now? Is it so frugal and full use of resources? Both the front and back of a tombstone are used." The hermit muttered.
"You go to the front and take a look at our brother's tombstone."
"yes."
Deng Deng Deng.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and Situ Lingfeng and the two strode towards the tombstone of the martyr of the regiment. As soon as they saw it, their expressions changed. Sure enough, the front and back of the tombstone were engraved with words. The front was the tombstone of the martyr, and the back was a
A completely unfamiliar name with a deceased photo attached to it.
This is a blasphemy and an insult to the martyrs.
Both of their faces turned ugly, and they quickly returned to He Zhenzhong.
"Death, this."
"Severe punishment." Situ Lingfeng's words were still simple and capable.
He Zhenzhong nodded. If he was not mistaken, the person in front who was talking to the crowd was Long Baichuan, and the person who resold these tombstones for the second time was a person named Jiang Xiaoyu, and the owner of this tomb was named Jiang Xiaoyu.
Wu Tie was a sacrificed Navy frogman officer.
Over there, Long Baichuan seemed to have made an agreement with the crowd, and they walked hurriedly towards the outside of the cemetery.
"Follow me."
"yes."
He Zhenzhong and the others also moved lightly and followed Long Baichuan and the others.
With the three people's tracking skills, Long Baichuan, who was anxious to find out what was going on, didn't find anything at all. He just went to find the culprit under the leadership of a few people.
"God of Death, do you want to hand it over to the police?" The hermit looked a little angry, "No matter what the purpose is, blaspheming the martyrs is a crime."
"agree."
He Zhenzhong frowned slightly, thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, "Let's take a look at the situation first."
"yes."
The three of them followed Long Baichuan's car into the city...