"Di ......" When the distant whistle gradually died out, the nearby parked cars began to whistle collectively, and the piercing whistle continued to converge, drifting, and soaring into the sky.

The people who saw them off first waved their hands in silence, their eyes were red, and they wiped their tears.

Suddenly, "Commander Zhang is leaving!" a rough man yelled.

"Commander Zhang, let's go!" everyone responded.

"Soldiers of the Fourth Army, let's go!"

"Good work. ”

"The people of Shenghai will always remember you. ”

“......”

One after another, shouts rang out, one after another.

The children who came with their parents stood on the side of the road, saluting the military salute earnestly and diligently, and their eyes went away with the hearse, but their arms refused to let go.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang......" a row of gunshots rang out.

In order to make the boundaries clear, governments in the ordinary world were routinely forbidden to participate in official ceremonies, so they sent their own guard of honor, right here, to fire guns for the martyrs.

The first row of gunshots,

And then the second row,

Third row.

The vehicle transporting the coffin faded away in the smoke of gunfire.

However, more vehicles followed.

In the huge convoy, there are rows of trucks and rows of jeeps.

There were more than 1,000 brothers from the Fourth Army gathered from all over the country on the truck, and they came here as representatives of the regiments and squads under the Fourth Army to send their commanders and comrades-in-arms to the ground for tens of thousands of brothers of the Fourth Army. They were all the most iron-blooded soldiers of the Fourth Army, but now, they were so painful that they couldn't cry, only gritted their teeth and howled like wolves.

In the jeep were representatives from the corps of the legions, representatives of the Teal headquarters, representatives of the council.

There are also relatives of the sacrificed soldiers, parents, wives and children, brothers and sisters, who cried in the car.

In addition, the only witness to the corps was Chen Buxing, the commander of the legion, and the chief of staff Xu Xiaohong was in person......

The core team of Stream Sharp was all present.

"So, is Major Qing really here too?"

"I must have come yesterday, but people didn't show up at the airport. As for whether they came today or not, I don't know, after all, this day and night, such a big storm, I haven't seen them come out to respond. ”

"But I heard that he was going to help Commander Zhang's spirit, how could such a person not come?"

The reporters gathered in a bunch to speak, and the news was much better than that of the general public.

Someone on the spot responded, "Changed to Lieutenant Wu Yi, I heard from the people who organized the funeral, it was changed early in the morning, why didn't you receive the news?"

"No, I don't. A reporter nodded, looked up again, and said with a stunned look in his eyes, "So!"

So......

"Fake, it should be fake, yes, we've all read that newspaper, if you want to say that the person in the photo is Major Qing, which of you can believe it?"

"Alas, it seems ......"

It seems that Major Qing may have really been sacrificed, and a reporter stopped talking, shaking his head and sighing.

As journalists, they do need news, they want to know the truth, they want to tell the truth, but at the same time, as a human being, an ordinary person who lives under the threat of apocalypse, who wants to hear such news?

"You're farting!" Suddenly, a childish voice came from the side.

Reporters turned their heads.

It was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, a little thin, who clung to the railing, his neck was stalked, and his eyes were still with tears, and he continued to yell angrily at the reporters:

"You are talking nonsense, you are all talking nonsense, Major Qing will not die, Major Qing is invincible. I'm going to die...... you're going to die."

Before he finished scolding, a girl who looked at the eighteen or nineteen-year-old hurriedly covered the boy's mouth from behind, "Okay, Wei Yu, let's not talk about it, don't say it, just know it ourselves." ”

When the elder sister was afraid that her brother would cause trouble, she dragged him on the spot and prepared to leave. The social order under the threat of the end is much worse than before, and my sister's worries are actually not superfluous.

The reporters came over, Zhang Youqing was a little nervous, raised her eyelids, and was about to apologize for her younger brother.

"It's fine. The scolded reporter opened his mouth a little bitterly, first said a word to Zhang Youqing, and then reached out to touch the boy's head...... was dodged away, and the reporter's hand was withdrawn and said: "But if you are wrong about one thing, everyone will die, and Major Qing is the same, he is also flesh and blood, so he will also die." ”

"Hmm!" the boy struggled in disbelief, but his sister's hand refused to let go.

"But it is precisely because of this that what he has done is more valuable, and the death-to-death battles he went to for us are more worthy of memory and admiration. You know what?"

After the reporter finished speaking, he turned back.

A group of people looked at each other silently, all with dark eyes.

"I heard that it seems that even the people who opened the cemetery for a while have changed, before it was said that Major Qing came to open it, and now it has become the commander of the regiment again......"

"I hope the corps commander is still in good health, and there have been many rumors about his old man in the past six months. ”

"Hmm. ”

While the reporters were talking, the traffic order at the scene began to prepare to be restored, and a large number of traffic police ran through, standing at their posts and preparing to direct traffic.

"Wait!Wait! There's a car in the back!!" The eager voice suddenly came from the intercom on the shoulder of the traffic policeman.

The gesture of letting go is halfway done, and then it becomes a block.

The scene came to a halt in a little chaos.

There was a team of Azure Army vehicles behind that hadn't passed, and they were coming at a fast pace. Whether it is the traffic police in the ordinary world or the superior leaders, there is no need to ask what is done, all that is done is to continue to maintain traffic control and wait for the rear convoy to pass.

At the same time, the attitude of the refuser is much more nervous.

The four subsequent military vehicles are not on the record. It's true that the car is a blue car, but it's not necessarily a person, in case someone from the scrubbers mixes in......

"Toot, toot!" emergency call request, the yellow light of the intercom keeps on.

A lieutenant in the convoy reached out to answer the call.

"Who are you?"

"Of the Fourth Army, we ......"

"Instructions, give your instructions. ”

“...... No. But we ......"

"Stop! Stop! Stop, get checked, right now!" the refuser commanded with urgency and seriousness.

From the point of view of military discipline and safety, these vehicles that have not been reported and cannot provide traffic instructions suddenly appear on the road, and are obviously chasing the convoy in front of them, which is indeed worth being vigilant about.

The refusers were quick to prepare, and if the convoy refused to stop and moved on, security forces in ambush on both sides of the road would be ordered to intercept it by force.

"What should I do?" the lieutenant ran out of words, transferred the call, and asked the lieutenant colonel officer who was in the same car with Han Qingyu and was personally responsible for driving.

"Tell them there's someone in the car. The lieutenant colonel said simply and quickly.

On the central defender's side, "Huh?"

"You just say that Major Qing is in our car, let them see for themselves. The lieutenant colonel said as he silently rolled down the window of Han Qingyu's side.

Of course, Han Qingyu could hear and see this scene, but he didn't stop it.

"Major Qing is in our car, see for yourselves. In the other car, the lieutenant replied happily.

The convoy then moved on.

"What?Major Qing?!" The security personnel hidden in the crowd saw it, saw it clearly, his face, his dress, his equipment...... It is indeed a young major.

"Report, Major Qing is indeed in the first car, now what do we do......?"

"Let's let it go. The refuser replied with a different person, saying, "I'm Tu Zi, and I'll contact Xiliu Fengrui." ”

The person who made the decision was Tu Zi, and the security personnel carried out the instructions and did not act...... Then he hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, "Chief Tu, can I ask you a question privately?"

"You say. ”

"We all know that you and Major Qing are friends, and you yourself have always said ...... So, can you tell me whether this young major is real or fake, and if it's fake, our young major will ...... him?"

"Nonsense, of course it's true. Tu Zi scolded in annoyance and interrupted the questioning.

Just this sentence, he held the intercom with his hand, and tilted his head to slow down hard, because of the actual situation, now Tu Zi doesn't know whether this Qingzi brother is real or not, and he doesn't know whether Qingzi brother is dead or alive.

Tu Zi hadn't seen Han Qingyu for too long, and if he wasn't in person, he couldn't be sure at all.

And he couldn't just ask about it, because it was probably the highest level of secrecy.

"Okay, don't ask around, concentrate on your duties......" Tu Zi regained his composure here, and said, said.

"Look, Major Qing! It's Major Qing!" the boy named Zhang Weiyu suddenly shouted excitedly.

Almost everyone at the scene, including the group of reporters, followed the prestige.

The truck came at a gallop.

Yes.

It's him.

The crowd suddenly began to cheer.

"Young Major!"

"Young Major!"

"Young Major!"

“......”

They were shouting for him, and the sound went on and on.

In fact, when I usually see the young major, the people will also cheer.

But this time the call was different.

This time, the cry contains greater hope and more earnestness.

Because they were actually panicking, they were hesitating, they called him, they wanted a little response, even if it was just a turn of their heads, a look.

In this way, they can work hard and firmly to convince themselves that:

In this world, the invincible young major, is still there.

However, the truck hurried away, and during the whole process, the side face in the window did not move at all, and there was not even a little expression.

There was an inexplicable sense of loss in the crowd, accompanied by uneasiness.

"Hah, why do you all react this way?" a reporter suddenly smiled and looked around, "Somehow, I suddenly changed my mind." ”

"What? The colleague next to him asked anxiously.

"I now think he might be real. ”

"This ...... Why?"

"What reason?"

"It's the arrogant and annoying look just now! No matter how many people you have or how enthusiastic you are, he doesn't care about it, and he doesn't like to answer it. It's as if you cry out to him and have nothing to do with him. You see, much like him. ”

The reporter pointed to the truck that was going away.