Bang!

Bang......

A neat burst of gunfire rang out on the green space, and a row of soldiers in ceremonial uniforms reloaded and fired again and again with the password. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past two months, since the two months when the Martyrs' Shrine was put into use, similar gunshots have been constantly ringing here, which is a glory exclusive to soldiers.

The scale of the Martyrs' Shrine is extremely large, covering an area of more than 7,000 acres. The entire Martyrs' Shrine is semicircular. The Martyrs' Shrine was built on the top of this hill, the miscellaneous trees on the hill have been removed, the hill has been carefully ruled, the trees that have been deliberately left behind have formed a natural landscape, you can see artificial transplanted turf everywhere, as well as the transplanted trees around, the Martyrs' Shrine under construction seems a little deserted, in fact, for many people, they don't even know that there is this Martyrs' Shrine in the north, and they also don't know that this will be the place where the souls of soldiers return.

In the green cemetery, there were hardly any tombstones to be seen, after all, everything was just the beginning. Still, a series of white tombstones remind people that, although it is only just beginning, many military personnel have been buried here.

At this time, the Martyrs' Shrine - that is, the huge palace-style building located on the top of the hill has not yet been put into use, it is the palace built according to the style of the Hanyuan Hall in the front hall of the Daming Palace, that is, the Martyrs' Shrine, the Martyrs' Shrine is built on a high post more than 10 meters above the ground, and the front is built with stone to form a tall pier. There are 15 rooms of the East Shrine and the West Shrine on the left and right sides of the left and right, and the East Shrine is built to preserve and display the relics, materials, weapons, and other relics related to the war that are enshrined in the shrine.

The Martyrs' Shrine Hall is condescending, with two wings open, including the East and West Shrines, with a total width of about 400 meters, and the momentum can be described as Hongdae. In front of the hall is a square that can accommodate tens of thousands of people lined up in His Highness.

But now, people can not feel the grandeur and grandeur of this martyr's shrine, but even so, people can still feel how magnificent it will be after the completion of the martyr's shrine, and in the future, in this huge palace, all the martyrs' tablets will be enshrined.

"Bang!"

When the neat sound of gunfire came from the empty cemetery. The laborers who were building the Martyrs' Shrine knew that there was a funeral going on by listening to the neat sound of gunfire.

Although it will take at least a year for the main hall of the Martyrs' Shrine to be completed, after this year's Qingming Festival, the Martyrs' Shrine was put into use, and thousands of soldiers' remains were moved to the Martyrs' Shrine, and more are buried here for doctors and soldiers who died during the epidemic in the two provinces.

In the past few months, I have seen news related to epidemic prevention in the newspapers almost every day. After the outbreak of large-scale plague in Hunan and Guangdong provinces, in order to prevent the spread of the epidemic and save the common people, nearly 100,000 troops were transferred to the epidemic areas from various places, and more than 3,000 officers and soldiers died of the plague.

This is the first time that people intuitively feel the dedication and sacrifice of the soldiers for the people, and this is the first time, people no longer call the soldiers contemptuously with "Qiu Ba", and the soldiers have exchanged their sacrifices for the trust of the people. If before that, the reason why people envied military personnel was because they envied their income, because their income respected them. Now, nearly 4,000 volunteer officers and soldiers have used their lives to interpret what responsibility is, what honor is, and what loyalty is.

In the long reports of the newspapers, people are moved every day, moved by the sacrifice of soldiers. These days, as the ashes of these martyrs are always transported here from all over the country, along the way, under the leadership of the local government, the ashes of the martyrs are all treated solemnly, and people will set up a road sacrifice shed on the side of the road to worship these loyal officers and soldiers, and everyone is moved, which has never happened before in China.

And the same funeral is going on every day.

Several laborers who were laying the turf stood up at the sound of gunshots, took off their straw hats, and stood there, looking in the direction of the funeral, where they had learned how to treat the Heroic Spirits.

Along with the sound of the wind, there was also the faint sound of crying, which was the sobbing of relatives.

"Bang ......"

The laborers pushing the cart also stopped when they heard the gunshots, they stood there and watched the funeral going on a few meters away, and saw several soldiers with guns, holding rifles into the air, and the workers who heard the gunshots up close couldn't help but tremble when the guns rang out.

"Ready...... Put! ”

"Bang!"

The gunshots rang out again with the officer's command, and although the laborers could not help but shudder when they heard the gunshots, their swarthy faces showed a solemnity that was less than rarely seen, and they stared at the funeral in progress.

"Bang!"

The gunfire continued, and the salute was an honor that belonged to the military.

"Dut...... Honk...... Toot, toot...... Toot, toot......"

When the gunfire ended, the trumpeter picked up the trumpet and blew the lights-out horn, the low light-out horn seemed solemn at this time, the people standing behind them wearing filial piety cloth let out soft sobs, and the people who had lost their voices wept leaned on the support of others, looking at the coffin that was about to enter the ground with red and swollen eyes, the coffin was not thick, and could even be said to be a little thin.

According to the rules for the funeral of soldiers formulated by the Ministry of War, whether it is a general or a soldier, their coffins are provided by the army, and the specifications are not distinguished by the so-called "five-seven, four-six, three-five", but the standard "standard" thin coffin, and the black wooden coffin is extremely cheap, but only a few yuan. And the only thing that makes people feel good is that no matter how high or low the rank is, everyone is this kind of thin coffin, nothing special.

The coffin was covered with a red flag, which was the flag of the Governor's Office. With a low and solemn lights-out signal, the soldiers standing next to the coffin raised the red flag with their white-gloved hands at the same time, and then gently closed the red flag along the line.

The red flag, which had been folded into a square shape, was folded by a school officer with his arms folded and clasped in front of his chest, and then slowly walked towards the already crying woman who had lost her voice.

"This flag, in the name of a grateful nation and a righteous army, is dedicated to you! To express the gratitude of your husband for his honorable, loyal, and honorable service to the country, I would like to express the gratitude of the whole country and the rebels to him. ”

The major, dressed in a ceremonial robe, bent down with his arms folded and the red flag in his arms, and said to the woman who had lost her voice.

His voice was visibly trembling, and then he gently brought the red flag to the young woman's hand, and when the young woman took it, she hugged it to her chest and gently stroked the red flag made of silk, as if caressing her husband.

After handing the flag to the woman in front of him, the officer in the ceremonial uniform gave a slow military salute to the young woman, and everything seemed so solemn at this time.

It's a process!

A solemn and solemn process.

Under a plum tree in the distance, when Zhu Yifeng looked at this military funeral, he was even moved by it in his heart, although he personally formulated all this and formulated this solemn funeral process.

The reason for these two things is to let the soldiers feel the honor behind them, and to let their families feel the honor of their loved ones.

Just like a soldier's medal - during the attack on Henan, the rebels issued a medal for the first time, and more than 3,000 soldiers received the "Medal of Loyalty and Bravery", and all the soldiers who died in the epidemic prevention received this medal. Even those doctors from the private sector - in the two provinces, many local Chinese medicine practitioners have also paid sacrifices, although they often do not wear masks, like to cut the pulse, have no awareness of disinfection, etc., but they also received the bereavement and honor that belongs to them - won the Qingyun Medal, although only the ninth class Qingyun Medal.

"When she left, she was like them? Get treated like this? ”

At this moment, a somewhat hoarse voice full of pain reached Zhu Yifeng's ears, it was Rong Minghui. Her face was pale and tear-stained.

Nodding silently, Zhu Yifeng held her hand and said.

"Minghui, don't be too sad, after all, ......"

But looking at her sad appearance, he couldn't bear to say more, just held her hand tightly.

"I once told Wanting that one day, she graduated, she opened a clinic, and I worked as a nurse for her, but ......"

But who would have thought that that parting would be forever separated, and now her best sister is dead.

"Now I have entered the medical profession and vowed to dedicate myself to humanitarian service; I am grateful and respect my teacher as if I were a parent. and to practice medicine with conscience and dignity; The health of my patients is my primary concern. I will keep the secrets which the sick have entrusted to me; I will do my best to uphold the honour and noble traditions of the medical profession...... Even in the face of threats, my medical knowledge is not contrary to humanity. ”

Listening to Rong Minghui's vow, this was the last diary of Li Wanting, and she lived up to this oath. Holding Rong Minghui's hand, Zhu Yifeng comforted.

"Minghui, she lived up to her oath......"

She was also treated with dignity, and although she was only a civilian, she was buried as a soldier in the Martyrs' Shrine, and she was the first woman to be buried here, and she will enjoy four sacrifices a year in the future, just like everyone else buried here. Enjoy the honor it deserves.

It was their sacrifice that kept everything under control, and now it is finally over.

Yes, it's over!

In the past month, no new infections have reappeared, which means the end of the pandemic. It also means that you can really breathe a sigh of relief. Even the "invention" of the vaccine did not let me breathe a sigh of relief, because people still continue to die.

But now it's all over!

In the past six months, the epidemic that has been holding its own strength is over, and now, it's time to look forward!

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