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Chapter 386: Death

And Zhang Qun, who had just stepped into the office, was shocked by Tu Qianjun's murderous and decisive words, and he couldn't say a word. He has the strength! Have this confidence! Whether the government agrees or not, he really has nothing to do with it. Even if the government does not agree, will Nanjing still dare to fight? !

After finishing speaking, Tu Qianjun left the office and went straight to the train station with Shang Dinan.

Tu Qianjun, Shang Dinan and others came back ahead of schedule, because Tu Qianjun had to deal with official business from various places, including Harbin, Luda and even Shanhaiguan. After all, Mukden was the original capital, and the telegraph station and other facilities here were complete. It was Tu Qianjun who had to rush back to deal with some urgent official business.

The cheering crowd on the road was a crowd that spontaneously organized to greet the Wehrmacht when they learned that part of the Wehrmacht was about to retreat. They were talking, laughing and frolicking, proudly holding small flags outside the station in anticipation!

Tu Qianjun and Shang Dinan quietly entered the station through the side door, and after waiting for a while, they heard the roar of the train "Woo~Kuqiao~Kuqiao~", and a special train slowly stopped at the station!

However, Tu Qianjun and Shang Dinan and the others who greeted the train were all solemn and did not have a trace of smile on their faces, and Tu Qianjun didn't know when there was an extra black veil on his shoulders. I saw that after the train stopped, as the carriage was opened, what was revealed in the carriage was a coffin!

A coffin is a life! It is a life that died on the Yalu River for the three eastern provinces! The thousands of soldiers guarding the coffins slowly stepped down from the train. They had black veils wrapped around their hands and red eyes!

Along the way, the torment in the hearts of these soldiers who guarded the fallen comrades can be imagined! Tu Qianjun silently gave a military salute to these soldiers, and after these soldiers solemnly returned the salute, Tu Qianjun and Shang Dinan silently carried a coffin containing the bones of the martyrs on their shoulders.

These garrison soldiers also know the habits handed down from the First Army and the Old Fourth Battalion! This general, their commander-in-chief! will send these comrades who died in battle, the last journey!

So, after Tu Qianjun's heavy shoulders and the brothers of the guard regiment lifted a coffin, these soldiers on the garrison also slowly moved the coffin in the carriage and carried it on their shoulders silently.

But now, I can see that these soldiers have slowly carried these coffins here! The eyes of the local owner who was mixed in the crowd moistened a little, and muttered to himself: "If you knew, I shouldn't have taken their money to kill them like this......

The crowd followed the silent force to the newly built cemetery. They watched as the coffin was slowly opened, and the urn of ashes inside was removed. And the car that has already stopped here keeps taking down the carved tombstones!

The young commander-in-chief and the soldiers under his command gently took their comrades out of the coffin.

"Weeks constitute ......"

"Wu Kefu ......"

"Liu Baocheng ......"

As the names were read one by one, the tombstones were sent to the ashes! Then standing on the edge of the deep pit, the silent soldiers slowly carried their comrades into the deep pit and gently filled it with soil.

At this time, a man about thirty years old wearing a horse coat and a top hat slowly walked out of the crowd. He silently removed his top hat and filled it with a handful of dirt for the sleeping soldiers.

As he walked out, someone kept holding a handful of dirt from the crowd and slowly scattering it for the soldiers.

After a while, all the people stopped watching! Instead, together with those soldiers, they set up tombstones and filled in the last handful of soil for those sacrificed warriors.

Someone kept wiping tears, and someone kept sobbing in a low voice. But everyone is still silent, silently holding the last cup of soil for these soldiers who died on the battlefield and sacrificed for the country!

When all the soldiers were finally buried, the people remained silent. Their hearts are heavy, an indescribable taste, an indescribable feeling constantly flowing in their hearts ()!

"Soldiers who sacrificed for the country! Exile for eternity!! Immortal!! "I don't know who took the lead in shouting this sentence on Tu Qianjun's telegram! Then, it was as if people were ignited in an instant!

"Soldiers who sacrificed for the country! Exile for eternity!! Immortal!! The sound of the mountains roaring like a tsunami suddenly spread all over the earth! Everyone's hearts are warm! For a while, it seemed to be injected with a wave of blood! They were all hot from that hot blood!

At this time, Tu Qianjun slowly walked onto the open-air trailer of the car with the tombstone, looked at these excited crowds, and said slowly.

"Today, everyone has worked hard......" Tu Qianjun bowed deeply to everyone, and everyone looked at this young general who recaptured the three eastern provinces in the battle of bullets and bullets!

"I send my fallen brethren to the only glory I can achieve for them after their deaths. I want someone to know about their sacrifices and someone to remember them. As he spoke, Tu Qianjun slowly lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Because, they can't enjoy the rest." ”

Hearing Tu Qianjun's words, the crowd fell silent. Those sentimental women began to take out handkerchiefs and keep wiping the corners of their eyes.

"I want everyone to know that they sacrificed for their country! Fight to the death for the country! They've done it before! They are a real bunch of men! A group of men with blood flowing in their bones!! He said. Tu Qianjun slowly raised his head and looked at these groups of individuals and said slowly: "If you can, I hope you can light a stick of incense and burn a handful of paper money for these brothers who sacrificed for the country in Qingming Chongyang, and bring the children to tell them what such a group of people have done for this country." ”

"Maybe it's a luxury, but I still want people to be able to tell their children at home." Tu Qianjun's eyes were also a little red, and he thought of the martyrs who were sleeping everywhere in the future! He thought of the sleeping martyrs who sacrificed their lives for their country, but were forgotten and had been silent!

"Tell them! There is a group of people who used to work for this country! For this nation! What have you done......"