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The location was located at a temporarily opened training ground at the rear of the position.

The heroic company with a full strength of nearly 120 people was only 42 people when it was assembled again. The third platoon was almost completely wiped out, the second platoon was heavily damaged, and only one platoon maintained a roughly intact formation.

Compared with previous gatherings, only one-third of the people were present, giving people a feeling of withering and gloomy.

I was standing in the team, and I realized the twilight of heroes.

Lieutenant Damon stood in front of the phalanx with a grim expression and the demeanor of a tough guy.

Maybe it's Karin's relationship, I think he's always unpleasant, and I think he's acting coyly.

The lieutenant did not announce the assignment at the outset, but told everyone that there was news about the commendation.

Although this arrangement is unexpected, it is also reasonable, after all, it is always good to be praised, and it can also boost the morale of the troops.

Sure enough, after mentioning the commendation, the atmosphere in the phalanx eased and the depressed atmosphere was relieved.

The first is the three rows.

With infantry platoons, they independently resisted the attack of the armored regiment and inflicted heavy losses on it. Awarded the title of Rock Platoon.

I raise my hands in favor of such an outcome.

The armored corps is the nemesis of the infantry, and in the face of an enemy with a great advantage in arms and troops, the three platoons fought bravely, and it was natural that they were awarded the title.

The commendation order also mentions that the survivors of the third platoon will be able to exit the existing sequence for repairs after the battle, and the fallen soldiers will be awarded the title of martyrs. For the officers who died in battle, the three platoon commanders and platoon lieutenants were posthumously awarded the rank of 1st class.

After reading out the commendation order, there was long-lasting applause in the phalanx.

I noticed that the four surviving people were not among the applause, but rather showed unwavering expressions.

Think about it from their point of view, and it will be clear.

The high-level is doing a favor, and it doesn't cost anything.

When people are dead, what's the use of posthumously awarding more honors?

The biggest problem is that the arrangement of exiting the battle sequence will not be implemented until after the end of the campaign.

After such a high-intensity battle, how many people can survive to the end of the battle?

If you think about this layer clearly, you can understand that the so-called commendation of the top management is playing with us as fools.

The excitement is low, and there is no mood to applaud.

The commendation notice then mentions us in the second row.

Because of the capture of the core position and the successful blocking of the attack of the superior enemy army.

The second platoon was collectively awarded second-class meritorious service. The fallen soldiers were awarded the title of martyrs.

With the experience of the third platoon, I don't think this honor has any meaning, but rather resentment.

It may be that more and more people are finding that the commendation makes no sense, and this time the applause has obviously become scarce.

Damon took the lead in clapping desperately, and the applause in the phalanx became enthusiastic again.

I think of my dead brothers in my class.

Would these people feel the same way if they were still alive? Will they participate in the applause?

Unconsciously fell into deep thought. I faintly heard someone calling my name in the distance.

“…… Zhao Ping...... Zhao Ping! Zhao Ping! ”

I was stabbed in the waist and eye, and I suddenly woke up and reflexively shouted: "Here! ”

In the laughter of my comrades-in-arms, I realized that I was making a joke again.

Damon didn't smile, his face was serious, and his eyes became sharp.

I couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring, and I secretly scolded myself for being too casual.

Stand tall and wait for the lieutenant's reprimand.

The lieutenant stared at me for a long time before he said, "Commendations are serious things for soldiers. It not only represents the military department's affirmation of our merits, but more importantly, it is a proof of honor. This does not mean that it is for anyone to see, or what benefits it can bring us, but for us to give an account. It's evidence that we once existed. Even if we die now, our lives are meaningful. ”

Damon's tone was unusually solemn.

I bowed my head in shame, thinking that his words made sense.

The phalanx fell silent, and the laughter and whispers died down.

I realized what the lieutenant meant by seriousness.

I think I was wrong about the company commander. He is a soldier who stands up to the sky, and only such a soldier will attach so much importance to the honor of a soldier.

I was jealous of his relationship with Karin just now.

I was ashamed of my narrow-mindedness.

"Very well, the honor of a soldier requires such an attitude."

The lieutenant slapped his hand, and the crisp sound was as refreshing as a morning bell.

The atmosphere of the phalanx changed.

Standing here is no longer the crippled spy company, but a heroic company proud of honor.

I kind of understand why Karin chose Damon.

"Sergeant Zhao Ping is out of the ranks!"

"Yes!"

The atmosphere has become like that. My mood was as bright as my response.

"Now announced, Sergeant Zhao Ping's commendation order."

"Mine?"

I was really surprised this time.

If you were lucky and achieved some results in the past, it can be said.

I didn't achieve much in this battle, so why was I commended?

"In view of Sergeant Zhao Ping's actions in the battle, leading his subordinates to take the lead in ascending to the core position, and delaying the enemy's mobile headquarters, he made a great contribution to the overall campaign. Sergeant Zhao Ping is now given the honor of special merit and promoted to the rank of sergeant. ”

"What? Special merit! No, it is the common honor of our squad to take the position, and the delay in the enemy's mobile command is entirely Max's personal achievement, and I am not qualified to ......"

"You're eligible. Do you think that commendations are given to whomever is said to be given? This is all a matter that has been investigated and confirmed by the relevant departments. It was your squad that captured the core position, but it was you who gave the order, and you were the one responsible for the battle. As for the matter of the mobile headquarters, you have the credit for uploading the coordinates of the location of the enemy headquarters in a timely manner. ”

"But it's not just me, but the brothers in the class ...... as well."

"Naturally, the second row and one shift are the first credit, not only you, but others can also receive personal awards at different levels."

I'm speechless. Although I don't think I've done anything, I seem to be doing really well when he says this.

Feeling the eyes gathered around you, there are surprises, envy, longing, jealousy, and so on. My face was burning and my mind was blank.

The warm applause represents the affirmation of my comrades-in-arms.

At this moment, I cried uselessly, it was a happy cry.

The company commander continued to announce the commendation order. There is a lot of content, it seems that Lincoln, Fang Hushan, Ross, Karin and others have all won something. During the whole process, my head was dizzy, as if in a dream.

"Next, I announce to you the upcoming mission, and I hope everyone listens carefully and does not ask me to repeat it a second time."

The company commander is like this, as soon as he enters the pre-war preparations, he becomes a person, reminiscent of mean and impersonal.

I woke up from my stupor, and my heart said that I wanted to know how the Forefinger wanted us to die.

The sudden siren sounded, and everyone here was full of veterans, and everyone did not panic, but quickly dispersed, each looking for shelter.

"Look at it!" Karin screamed, pointing her finger to the sky. Her face was contorted with fear.

I followed her pointers, and I couldn't help but breathe.

The massive levitating turret, the fortress defense cannon that I consider the ultimate defensive weapon, is disintegrating in a bright yellow light.

Soon deadly fireballs erupted from inside the turret, covering the massive armor shell in a series of flames.

"Run, the battery is coming down!"

Everyone ran in fear. Words such as dignity, glory, and so on, seem so pale and powerless in the face of absolute destructive power.