Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seven Today's Soul Angelica
Yu Yang didn't know what happened at the airport. After getting in the car, the vehicle drove out of the airport and drove towards downtown Beijing. On the way, the senior colonel kept introducing today's arrangements to Yu Yang and Lao Fu.
"I will take my group of brothers around Beijing later. These guys have been soldiers near Beijing for so many years. I remember it was Xiao Zhu who came to Beijing, right? He said he had been to Beijing and had eaten in Beijing.
When I returned to the company, I showed off the roast duck to everyone in the company. Is this the case, Xiao Fu?"
After the colonel finished speaking, he turned to look at Lao Fu, who nodded: "Well, at that time a relative of the magazine came to Beijing to work. He took leave and went to Beijing and said he had roast duck. Anyway, I never believed it.
, that guy deducts it so much, he wants to break it in half every time he is given a dollar of allowance, he must be bragging if he is willing to eat roast duck!"
The magazine is Xiao Zhu, and the brothers mentioned by the leader are the people brought back by Yu Yang and Lao Fu. In the army, as long as they are from the same horse spoon, whether they are officers or soldiers, they are all brothers. Even after many years, they are still brothers.
in this way.
"Well, it's as I thought. I think this Xiao Zhu hasn't eaten it either. I've prepared a lot of good things for them this time. I'll take them to Tiananmen Square to take a look, and then we'll
Go to Babao Mountain, where they have arranged a place for them, and their families have also taken them over!" After the chief finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.
For soldiers, although they have already put aside their own life and death and dedicated themselves to the country and the people, to be honest, they still don't like this kind of separation between life and death. Sometimes the living suffer more pain than the dead.
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The vehicle slowly drove into the city of Beijing, passed Chang'an Street slowly, and then turned around and headed west. Babaoshan Cemetery is located about fifteen kilometers west of Chang'an Street, but it took more than an hour to walk. There was no way, Beijing was
Blocking.
When the vehicle slowly drove into the Martyrs Cemetery, another bus followed and finally stopped in the north of the cemetery. This was the Beiyuan, Nanyuan, Xiyuan and other areas that had just been built by 214.
The burials are full of people who have contributed to the construction and development of the country and so on.
Neither Yu Yang nor Lao Fu thought that Magazine Lao Zhao and others would be buried in this place with such high standards. Lao Fu looked at the cemetery: "If I had known I could be buried here, I would have been lying in Pakistan!"
Yu Yang rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, you have to lie down. Who will bring these brothers back? Stop thinking about it! Now you can go to your old leader to discuss it and see if you can come here and talk to him after you die.
I can’t come to your brother’s reunion anyway, your brothers probably don’t know me, and I don’t know where I will be in the future!”
After Yu Yang finished speaking, he was a little confused. After these brothers were buried, what about him? If he died during the mission, where would he be buried? Under the big banyan tree in his hometown or in his ancestral graves?
The bus behind him also stopped. A soldier opened the door, and then a group of white-haired old people and some young people came out. When Lao Fu saw it, he immediately walked over excitedly: "Mom, why are you here?
?”
Yu Yang looked at Lao Fu with some surprise, Lao Fu's mother? But after hearing Lao Fu call everyone after him "Mom", he immediately understood that these were not Lao Fu's parents, but the sacrificed brothers' parents.
Mother, Laofao has been subsidizing them all these years, taking care of them, and being their son.
"Xiao Fu, I heard that my son is back? Where is he?" A gray-haired old man grabbed Lao Fu's hand and asked excitedly.
Lao Fu nodded: "Mom, I brought them back. I said I will definitely bring them back. They are in the car in front. Don't worry yet. You will be able to see them later!"
The other old man beside him nodded and wiped his tears: "Well, well, we are not in a hurry. We have been waiting for so many years, and we don't need this little time. Xiao Fu, I listened to me a few days ago.
Sun Tzu said you went to that Ukraine to fight with people, what happened, you were not injured?"
Lao Fu shook his head: "It's okay. Don't worry. I'm in good health. I'll have to see you off in the future. Don't worry about me. How is your health? I'm a little busy during the Chinese New Year this year. No.
I have time to see you, are you okay?"
"Is everything okay? It's okay. Thank you, Xiaofu. Over the years, you haven't disliked me as an old man. You have always..."
In addition to the old man, there were also some young people who looked to be in their twenties, standing there a little confused, while the middle-aged woman standing beside them gently touched their heads: "I'll see your father later.
Well, haven't you been asking your dad all these years? Your dad is right in front!"
"Mom, you said my dad is a great hero, but you didn't tell me what kind of hero my dad is. Can you tell me?"
The young man was a little confused. He had not seen his father since he was a child. He had only seen his father from some old photos. He knew that his father was a handsome boy, but he had never heard of his family members talking about his deeds.
The senior colonel came over and greeted everyone one by one. They looked very familiar. Finally, he walked up to Lao Fu and said, "Xiao Fu, thank you. I have always seen what you have done over the years. Let's go."
, Xiao Zhu, Xiao Zhao and their graves are right in front!"
I followed the colonel to a new cemetery. Graves had been built, but they had not yet been capped. Wreaths and memorial items were placed in front of each grave. A row of soldiers stood aside solemnly, with solemn expressions.
The colonel walked to the front, and then a distinguished soldier stepped out of the hearse. Each person held an ashes in their hands and stood in a row, quietly waiting for the next order.
The colonel walked forward and gently touched each urn. With tears in his eyes, he walked from one end to the other and said softly: "Burial!"
The soldiers of honor walked step by step towards the cemetery in front. Everyone's movements were very neat, and every step was very neat. When they walked to the cemetery, they squatted down and picked up the urn in their hands.
"put!"
In a uniform movement, eleven urns were placed in the cemetery.
"cover!"
Each of the eleven soldiers of honor took out a national flag and gently placed it on the urn.
"build!"
With the last order, the soldiers standing aside and preparing gently sealed the opening in the cemetery where the ashes were placed.
"My son!"
"My son!"
"..."
Following the last order, heartbreaking cries came.
