Xu Tian's father snuffed out his cigarette in the ashtray and got up from his chair.

When he came to the front of the political commissar, he suddenly stood up and gave a military salute.

Seeing this, the political commissar immediately returned the salute.

"I am a soldier of the original 368th Regiment Reconnaissance Battalion, and now I just apologize to you on behalf of my daughter-in-law!" Xu Tian's father said and bent down and bowed.

The commissar quickly stretched out his hand to stop him: "You don't want this, don't do this. ”

"Huh, when I joined the army, we didn't have a regular fire brigade in China at that time, all of them were volunteer firefighters, at that time I remember that there was a big flood in our place, and a volunteer fire brigade closest to us went as soon as possible, and they braved the heavy rain and carried the people out of their homes and carried them to a safe place with our team."

The veteran recounted a story of his own past, a past about the firefighters of Kang Ming's father's time.

The people in the room all fell silent and listened to him.

"I still remember that there was a sixteen-year-old child who was carrying a man in his thirties on his back, and that person kept asking him to come down and go by himself, but the child said to him: Uncle, I am a firefighter, it is my duty to save you, I can do it if I have nothing to do. In this way, the uncle secretly wiped his tears on his back, but he moved forward a little bit deeper and shallow. ”

"Do you know how high the death rate of firefighters was at that time? In that era, there were no blisters, where were there special fire extinguishers, fire extinguishing suits, people said that the firefighters who could survive were old firefighters, they had enough experience to face disasters and fires, and most of the sacrifices were new firefighters. ”

"The sixteen-year-old child is said to have died in a later fire to save a middle-aged woman, because of what? Because he was so tired that he couldn't carry the woman on his back, he finally fell to the ground, and the fire grew bigger and bigger, and the people outside could not get in at all, so they could only watch him be consumed by the fire, and listen to his painful wails to end his life. ”

A veteran said this, everyone's eyes were red, and their eyes were glistening with tears.

"At the time, we were still talking about whether the salary of firefighters was high, but then we inquired about their salary was only five yuan a month, do you know that in those days, an ordinary worker had a salary of 40 yuan a month, what was five yuan enough for? And even if you sacrifice, there will be no subsidy, at most you will get some firewood, rice, oil and salt, but why do so many people still choose this profession? Because they want to be able to save more and more people on their own, they don't like to see their compatriots burned alive and washed away by the flood. ”

"That's why people are happy when they see firefighters, because they are the ones who lead people to defeat death, and they are the heroes of our contemporary life."

"I asked him before Xiaotian became a firefighter and even showed him a lot of pictures of firefighters sacrificing, but he still told me very firmly: this is the life he wants, this is his pursuit in this life, so from that time on, I have been prepared for the worst, just now my daughter-in-law said that she only wants a martyr certificate, this is also what I mean, we want to pass on this honor of Xiaotian from generation to generation."

Brush! After the veteran finished speaking, the political commissar and Qian Weitao saluted him one after another.

Xu Tian's mother also completely lost the mood to speak, maybe because no one at home supported her, or maybe it was because her wife's story moved her, and the political commissar still hoped that it was the reason for that story.

The commissar told them to take a break in the conference room and walked out on their own.

When he came to the communication soldier, he took out the walkie-talkie and reported the situation here to Gu Qiang.

"The captain just said that Xu Tian and Qian Guo's martyr application has been approved. By the way, you go to my office drawer and take my salary card and spend all the money in it to divide it among them, which is a little bit of my own mind, and it is not good for people to have a good time during the Chinese New Year. Gu Qiang replied to the political commissar.

"Okay, I got it." After the political commissar finished speaking, he went to Gu Qiang's office and opened the drawer and took out his salary card, which seemed to have been kept here all along.

Gu Qiang sat in the car and thought about it, and calculated with his brain, how much money is left in the salary card?

Finally, I checked it with my mobile phone, and there were only 13,000 left, seeing this, Gu Qiang quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed his daughter-in-law's number.

"Aren't you busy?" The daughter-in-law answered the phone and asked with concern.

"Don't talk about this yet, you can immediately transfer 7,000 yuan to my salary card, I have something urgent." Gu Qiang urged his wife.

The wife paused for a moment: "Seven thousand yuan? What are you going to do? ”

"Shall I explain it to you later? Let's do this first. ”

"Okay, I'll go later."

"Don't wait, do it now, do it right away..... The Eighth Squadron will go immediately! Gu Qiang was talking about it, and the sound of the task being issued came from the car radio, and he immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and replied.

"Okay, I'm going to go on a mission, I won't tell you, you go and handle it quickly, and give me a reply when it's done." After Gu Qiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The wife complained to herself, got up and walked out of the house with her bag.

About five minutes later, Gu Qiang received a text message from his wife, and then received a text message from the bank, showing that the account had been successfully received.

Now Gu Qiang was relieved, 20,000 yuan and 10,000 yuan a family. He knew that no amount of money could make up for their inner pain, but no matter what, as a squadron leader, he still had to do his best to do more for them.

The political commissar couldn't help but snort while holding Gu Qiang's card, then put him back again, turned around and walked out of the office.

I went to the nearest ATM of the squadron and inserted my salary card into it.

After taking out 20,000 yuan, he returned to the squadron, put them in two envelopes, and returned to the conference room with the envelopes.

After pushing open the door and entering, he handed the two envelopes to Qian Guo's mother and Xu Tian's mother respectively.

"What is this?" Qian Weitao knows the process of the army, and even if it is a pension, it is impossible to come down so quickly.

The political commissar squeezed his eyes at him: "This is a little bit of the heart of all the soldiers of our squadron, I hope you are not too little, from today onwards, the soldiers of our whole squadron are your sons." The commissar said to everyone.

"Also, the squadron leader just told me that the martyr application of Comrade Qian Guo and Comrade Xu Tian has been approved." The commissar then said the second message.

After hearing the news, Xu Tian's wife pursed her lips and nodded.

"Son, your father is a martyr and a hero!" Then he muttered softly to the two children who didn't understand anything.

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