Early the next morning, Chen Ming met White at the gate of the Denver Base Funeral Center.

He applied for Marfo's escort assignment, while John and the others traveled to Kingston to take care of Maver's parents and help them arrange their funeral.

The two walked into the funeral center and first received a briefcase, which would contain the handover documents related to escorting the body and some precautions.

Chen Ming asked White to advance the conference room and stay in the hall by himself. Looking at some of the information posted on the walls on both sides about the funeral of fallen soldiers, and other aspects.

Chen Ming saw it quickly, and he was quite moved by the bald eagle army's funeral method of giving dignity to the fallen soldiers, as well as the process.

Of course, this is not to say that the country is disrespectful to the sacrificed soldiers, but it is not like the bald eagle, and these things have been formed into a special process to operate. More of them are operated freely by their respective units and local civil affairs departments, so there is no unified standard. Some of the martyrs' bodies returned to their hometowns vigorously, while others returned to their hometowns in the cold.

After Chen Ming finished reading, he pushed the door and walked into the conference room. Before each group of convoys departed, someone from the funeral center would come to explain to them what to pay attention to during the escort mission.

The appearance of two officers in a group of non-commissioned officers is still very eye-catching. It's just that in an environment like the Denver base, no matter how hot and angry people are, they won't have much enthusiasm. After a polite introduction to each other, they each found a random seat and sat down.

Moments later, a black officer pushed the door open.

"On the way home, you have to confirm that the body is correct at every transfer station and stopover."

The black officer spoke slowly with the help of the slide projection in front of the crowd.

"At each transshipment site, regardless of the mode of transport, you will give the highest honor to the warrior."

"Your duty is to deliver the remains of the fighters to their families."

"There is no specific requirement to attend the funeral on the escort mission, however, you can decide for yourself."

The black officer paused at this point.

"Here are some precautions for meeting the families of the fighters."

"You don't talk about speculating about the reasons for the martyrdom of the warrior, the task of the martyrdom of the warrior."

"You will return the relics of the warriors to their families, which will affect you personally until the escort mission is completed."

The black officer said a lot, and Chen Ming wrote them down in his heart one by one. Feeling the solemn atmosphere in the conference room, Chen Ming gradually understood the reason why the medical officer recommended him to participate in the escort mission.

The people have passed away, and the living people should cherish the present and respect life more.

"All right, gentlemen. We are about to depart, let us give the soldiers the highest military salute. ”

After the black officer finished speaking, he took the lead and walked out of the conference room.

Chen Ming looked at the briefcase in his hand, and he was the last to set off. He then followed the black officer to the gate.

I watched as the first senior soldier to set off was sitting in the passenger seat of a black Chevrolet, slowly driving towards the gate. As he passed by, the black officer opened his mouth.

“Detail，attention！”

“Present arms！”

All pay attention, and salute the command. Chen Ming was already familiar with these two commands, but under the somewhat heavy and elongated tone of the black officer, Chen Ming almost didn't react at the first time.

Follow the rest of the people, slowly raise your arms, lift them over your shoulders, and place them next to your head. The black Chevrolet in front of him drove slowly by.

After waiting for the vehicle to leave, Chen Ming slowly lowered his arm under the order of the black officer. Turn around and go back to the conference room and wait.

Then everyone leaves, and the rest of the people come to the gate, repeating the process. Until the end, there were only two people left, Chen Ming and the black officer, but the black man's orders were also not hurried or slow, and Chen Ming was meticulous in execution.

Here everything is slow, the command is slow, the action is slow. It seems that there is no neatness at all that a soldier should have. But seeing the vehicles carrying the remains of the fallen soldiers passing over and over again, Chen Ming's heart slowly became calm in this slow rhythm.

There is no longer indifference to the passage of life, and the aggression in the depths of the heart is slowly fading. Although he has not encountered irritating things, Chen Ming believes that when he encounters some things now, there will no longer be the idea of impulsively and violently solving problems in his mind.

Waiting for the last car to pass by, Chen Ming turned around and prepared to walk to the parking lot where the transport vehicle where Chance's body was parked.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant. Maybe Chance wasn't ready to go right now. ”

"So, can I walk around the base?"

Hearing the words of the black officer, Chen Mingleng was stunned. Then he asked.

The black officer replied in the affirmative and turned to leave. Chen Ming paced slowly, wandering around the funeral center at the Denver base.

The second floor was the conference room where Chen Ming had just stayed, and Chen Ming walked directly to the third floor. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, Chen Ming was attracted by a sound. Slowly leaning over, Chen Ming seemed to see a garment factory.

In a large room, half of which were lined with coat racks filled with military uniforms of all branches of the military. In front, a group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms are working in front of sewing machines.

"I bet you didn't know Marines could sew."

Chen Ming heard a female voice suddenly in his ears, turned around in an instant, and set up a fighting style.

Seeing a colonel who appeared in front of him at some point, Chen Ming lowered his arm a little embarrassed and tidied up his clothes that were a little messy by the fighting style.

"I'm sorry, Colonel."

After Chen Ming put his tie on his hand, he spoke.

"It's okay, it looks like you're coming back from the war zone too? Iraco or Afuhan, well, you don't have to tell me. ”

The female colonel smiled and waved her hand disapprovingly.

"Your superior is impressive. He'll be a handsome young man. ”

"I didn't see Chance much, and I had the impression that he was a shy guy. But if he hears your compliments, I think he will be happy. ”

Chen Ming was slightly stunned for a moment after hearing the colonel's words. Although he hasn't seen Chance many times, Chen Ming can feel that Chance is a little introverted and shouldn't be very gregarious in the company.

At Bald Eagle, introverted young people have little charm to speak of.

"He deserves it, and his military dress will be perfect."

"Thank you very much, Colonel."

The female colonel's words were not wrong, even though Chen Ming didn't know anything about clothing design or fabric materials, but looked at the straight dress in the room. Chen Ming felt that the regular clothes on his body were not comparable, and his own was a specially customized uniform of the old captain when he became an officer, although it was a little old.

"By the way, maybe you can use this thing, just in case."

The female colonel said, took out a business card from the pocket of her camouflage jacket and handed it to Chen Ming.

"The doctor of mental rehabilitation in the army, confidential."

Chen Ming took the business card handed by the colonel, his expression was a little embarrassed. Bite the bullet and speak.

"Thank you."