Everyone stood solemnly in the rain, no one had an umbrella, and waited solemnly.

After the lens lasted for dozens of seconds, the focal length changed again, and the depth of field gradually increased, loading the entire crowd and the convoy, and then turned to meet a plane in the air that was slowly landing in the light rain.

The plane stopped, and with a command, the solemn security team members changed their formation, and after forming four columns, they neatly trotted towards the stopped plane, and Miao Jiajun and these people also strode towards the plane.

When Miao Jiajun and his entourage walked to the gangway that had just been erected, the security team members had already trotted up, starting from the hatch and lined up in pairs until the bottom, forming a passage. At this time, as soon as the hatch opened, a security team member held a square box covered with military flags, walked out of the hatch under the escort of the other two security guards, and walked down the gangway step by step along the passage lined up by the security team members, and came to Miao Jiajun.

Miao Jiajun looked at the bright red military flag and sighed softly, stood upright, and saluted. Everyone around me was doing the same thing at almost the same time.

"Comrade Tang Weihua, let's take you home. ”

The heavily armed security guards came down from the gangway and formed four columns again, the leader shouted a long shout, brushed the bayonet and put the gun on it, the three team members who escorted the ashes walked in front, and the four columns of security guards marched neatly to form a square to guard the back and walk to the square not far away.

At this time, the passengers on the plane were shocked by this short ceremony, and after coming down, they all gathered around the open space under the gangway and continued to watch, that is, there were no smartphones at this time, or should they be transmitted to the Internet.

The queue to the front of the convoy, the waiting drivers stood up and saluted, there were three people next to the escort car, the driver saluted and did not move, the other two people opened the heavy door of the escort car, and the security guard holding the ashes got into the car, and then the two members of the escort got into the car, and the one who opened the door got on the car and closed the door.

Another shout, all the security team members got into the car, Miao Jiajun and everyone also got in the car, and the convoy flashed and slowly left the airport. The road from the airport to the martyrs' cemetery has been temporarily closed with the cooperation of the local armed police, and on both sides of the road and at the intersection of the road, heavily armed armed police officers and soldiers are standing solemnly on both sides of the road.

As the convoy passed, the road closure ended, and a military vehicle followed the convoy at a distance of 100 meters, and the armed police soldiers who had withdrawn from their posts got into the car directly. The military vehicle followed the convoy in front of it until it came to the cemetery. The rain was pouring down.

Tang Weihua's home is in the Tang Clan Ancestral Hall, which is not far from here, so after layers of consideration, it was finally decided to let the martyrs live here and sleep.

The cemetery has been prepared, the leaders of the civil affairs department and the cemetery management department and relevant personnel are at the main gate of the cemetery, the convoy is parked at the entrance of the cemetery, all the security guards and armed police soldiers get out of the car and quickly line up, escorting the three people who guard the ashes from the gate into the cemetery.

There was no mourning ceremony, Tang Weihua's old parents were nearly seventy years old, so they didn't let them toss again, Miao Jiajun personally presided over the martyr's ashes placement ceremony, no one spoke, no music, no flowers, the soldiers solemnly put the urn into the coffin prepared in the cemetery, only the growing rain curtain outside washed the world.

Everyone in the gymnasium was silently watching the screen, and no one was talking or moving.

"Salute. ”

Everyone on the screen saluted neatly.

"Shots. Prepare, put. ”

The soldiers of the salute stood tall in the rain, neatly raising the muzzles of their guns, bang, bang, nine gunshots echoed in the mountains and forests,

The bright red military flag unfolded and covered the coffin, at this moment the camera quickly zoomed in, Tang Weihua's smiling young face occupied the entire screen, the red flag slowly fell in slow motion, and the smile was hidden in red.

Miao Jiajun personally helped the coffin into the underground palace and sent the martyr to the place of eternal rest.

The camera returned to the monument again and slowly zoomed away, the wind and rain were rapid, the screen darkened and gradually brightened, and the photo of Tang Weihua's martyr appeared in everyone's sight again.

Subtitle: "Tang Weihua, male, born in 1963, from the Tang Family Ancestral Hall, Shuangliu County, Bashu Province, enlisted in the army in 1982, entered the security company in 1985, served as the captain of the seventh squad of the Ziyang Squadron in Bashu Province in 87, and died in the line of duty in November 1988. On November 25, after the declaration of the Bashu Brigade of the security company, it was reviewed and assessed as a martyr by the Central Military Commission. The heroic souls of the martyrs are eternal, immortal!"

The music sounded, "Send your comrades-in-arms, embark on the journey, silently with tears in your eyes, camel bells ringing in your ears......" The lights on the stage gradually lit up, Jiang Dawei walked to the middle of the stage while singing, and nodded at Zhang Xingming, who was standing on the corner of the stage.

Originally, Zhang Xingming wanted to invite the original singer of this song to come over, but people didn't have time, and the trend of domestic stars going to the cave had not yet risen during this period, and everyone was working to get paid, and they were not keen on coming out to perform.

Jiang Dawei is the most emotional singer who sings this camel bell in Zhang Xingming's memory, and he is a soldier, and his own personality is relatively free, so he asked someone to try it. Sure enough, when he heard that he was here to see off the martyrs, he came over without saying a word, and he didn't mention the money.

After the song, Jiang Dawei withdrew, and the lights in the entire stadium were lit up, Zhang Xingming raised the microphone and said: "Please stand up, let us all mourn for the martyrs together." The audience stood up quietly, and many female employees had tears in their eyes.

Five seconds, Zhang Xingming said, "Please be seated." Since the inception of the security company, we lovely warriors have been silently guarding all of us, and although they are no longer soldiers, they have always maintained the traditions of soldiers, loyalty, heroism, and reliability. They are still fighting for the country with steel guns in hand. Next, let us invite the 88th outstanding employee representative of the security company to the stage with warm applause. ”

"Stand up. Goal, stage, run, walk. ”

The security guards trotted up to the stage in a neat column and lined up in several rows on the stage.

Miao Jiajun, who was dressed in a general suit, strode onto the stage, Zhang Xingming greeted him and handed the microphone to Miao Jiajun.

The group employees in the audience looked at the security team members on the stage with a little pride and pride, and these star business owners who came were a little confused, and they talked in each other's ears: "Isn't this the annual meeting of (our) Hong Kong Island enterprises?

Miao Jiajun took the microphone and said to the audience: "Hello everyone, I am Miao Jiajun, the general manager of the security company. I am proud to be able to live with all of you in the Harmony Collective, and to be the leader of such a heroic team as a security company.

Our fighters are heroes, guarding us all in the wind and rain, year after year, they are bitter, they are tired.

Every year, I am very happy at the annual meeting, and it is really an honor and joy to hand out the award medals to these lovely young men, but this year, I really don't want to stand on the stage. This year, unlike previous years, something painful happened, and one of our good soldiers died.

He is our hero, our pride.

He gave his life for this country, and he brought supreme glory to all of us Hexiang people. As a veteran, I am honored. ”