Chapter 312: A funeral on an unprecedented scale

Monica's heart tightened, Angela's pregnancy still let the forces behind her know, which is not a good thing.

Don't think about it, these unscrupulous people must have taken action, everyone knows that Mu Chen is a person who values family affection very seriously, if you control Angela and the child she gave birth to, it is undoubtedly pinching Mu Chen's seven inches, and it is not the end of being slaughtered?

"I'm free to do my best in this matter, so please don't interfere with your Excellency." Monica said with a frown.

"Oh?" The thin old man glanced at Monica strangely, and said with a fierce look: "If I am not mistaken, this should be the first time you have spoken to me in this tone." ”

Monica hurriedly lowered her head and made a gesture of submission: "Your Excellency the Demon King, I'm not disrespectful to you, it's just that I have already made arrangements for Angela, and I'm worried that your rash move will affect my plan......"

"That's it......" The thin old man thought for a while, and said in a relaxed tone: "Then I'll leave it to you, I'll wait to hear your good news...... If you can win Mu Chen over, then your 'shackles' can be lifted, don't waste this opportunity! ”

"Yes!" Monica nodded.

The moment the call ended, Monica sat down on the hospital bed, her back already wet with sweat.

She knew deep down the horror of the emaciated old man, who he had chosen from hundreds of candidates, and those who failed were all executed.

This thin old man has no bottom line of being a human at all, and even Monica feels that he has no human emotions, even his own son can be killed with his own hands without hesitation, and there is nothing he can't do.

Once the child in Angela's arms, who was only a few months old, falls into the hands of this person, I am afraid that the end will definitely not be good, which will be a huge blow to Mu Chen.

But he must have been planted a lot of eyeliner by the organization, and it is impossible to remind Mu Chen of anything, but I hope he can contact Angela as soon as possible and strangle the danger in the cradle.

After this period of contact with Mu Chen, Monica has given up manipulating Mu Chen by controlling Angela, because she clearly knows that this is a way to die, but this kind of thing cannot be explained to the thin old man, once the other party suspects that she is selfish, I am afraid that it is a luxury to see the sun tomorrow.

This Night Stalker, no one knows his true identity, Monica only knows that he is behind many dark forces, his strength is extremely terrifying, and he can even easily manipulate the regime of a second-tier country.

Monica was planted with a genetic bomb by this person, and the most advanced explosives detectors could not detect it, this method was called "shackles" by the thin old man, and the purpose was to facilitate the control of himself at a critical moment.

"Huh, Muchen, good luck to you, I can only help you get here." Monica muttered worriedly.

……

Mu Chen has been a little busy these days, he has just returned to Earth, and there is a lot of work to be dealt with, and there are many documents on the Earth Federation side that need to be approved by himself before they can be passed, which is not something that can be delayed.

There are also many more critical things, such as the funeral of the sacrificed personnel of the Reaper fleet, which he must attend......

Mu Chen changed into a black space force dress and sat in the dark chief seat

drove and took Laura and a few people to the Space Force Martyrs Cemetery, and the crew also arrived one after another to send their comrades on their last journey.

What Mu Chen didn't expect was that people had already arrived from different places around the world to spontaneously participate in this collective funeral, and the vehicles he was riding in had to make a lot of effort to pass through the crowd.

You must know that this martyr's cemetery is located in a very remote place on the edge of the city, and almost no one will come here in normal times, only the relatives of the martyrs will come from time to time to send some flowers to remember their deceased relatives.

Mu Chen can see the dense tents on the side of the road through the car window, and there are many RVs, these people don't know how long they have lived here, many people even look a little embarrassed, they haven't washed for a long time, their beards are unkempt, and their clothes haven't been washed for some days, they look like down-and-out homeless people.

There were countless people who came to the funeral, but there was no riot or conflict, and when they saw people in military uniforms driving by, they took the initiative to step aside to facilitate the passage of these space force soldiers.

Mu Chen's vehicle has attracted the attention of many people, although he rarely takes this special vehicle for the chief commander, but this car is famous, and many people know it.

When you see this car coming, you don't have to think about it to know that there must be Death-sama and his family sitting inside.

The people around were a little excited, most of them were fans of Mu Chen, even if they weren't before, now Mu Chen led the Death Fleet to defeat the Zerg army, and a few passers-by have also turned fans.

Fortunately, everyone knew what the situation was today, and they didn't dwell too much, at most they just waved at the car on the side of the road, hoping that they could be seen by Lord Death.

Mu Chen was a little moved in his heart, on the one hand, because of the respect and understanding of these people, and on the other hand, he also felt that this spontaneous behavior of the people was the best comfort for the martyrs and their families.

Although the Earth Federation can provide good treatment and benefits to every warrior who dies in battle, the recognition of the people is their greatest glory.

The convoy quickly stopped, Mu Chen pushed the door and got out of the car, and Laura naturally grabbed his arm, both of them were wearing military uniforms of the Space Force, and they looked like a good match.

But today's protagonists are not them, but those comrades-in-arms who died heroically.

Not long after, the relatives of the martyrs also arrived from all directions on military transport planes.

Mu Chen put his status very low, and today he is a very ordinary receptionist, mixed in with the crew of the Death Fleet, helping to receive and arrange the families of the martyrs.

A white-haired lady saw Mu Chen, couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes, walked over and choked up and asked, "Mr. Mu, my son is Robert Cross, the captain of the Dreadnought 2 space carrier. ”

"Hello Mrs. Cross, please mourn......," Mu Chen hurriedly bent down to the grieving old woman, reaching out and patting her wrinkled hand, trying to comfort her.

"You don't have to be polite to me, I just want to ask, Robert, is his sacrifice meaningful?" The old woman held back the tears in her eyes and stared at Mu Chen's eyes and asked.

Mu Chen also looked at her seriously, and nodded firmly: "General Robert is good, the situation at that time was very dangerous, the Fearless No. 2 battleship was seriously damaged, and the entire crew had to eject to escape, but the escape pod on the battleship was partially damaged, and General Robert himself."

The escape pod was given to the rest of the crew, and he chose to die on the ship, and at the last moment, he was killed by a huge eight-winged flying snake, relieving the crisis of the entire fleet, and his sacrifice was extremely glorious! But unfortunately we were unable to bring his body back......"

Mrs. Cross wiped the tears from her cheeks and barely squeezed out a smile: "I knew that my Robert was good, he did something meaningful, saved many people, was a big hero, I should be proud of him......"

"Yes Mrs. Cross, your son is a true hero, you have raised an excellent son, you are the mother of heroes, and we will all remember the deeds of General Robert!" Mu Chen said firmly.

"That's good, that's good......" Mrs. Cross repeated repeatedly, and there was a hint of pride in her sadness.

Soon the crew of the Dreadnought 2 spacecarrier spotted this Mrs. Cross, and respectfully walked up to her and saluted: "Mrs. Cross, General Robert saved our lives, if you don't dislike it, in the future, the crew of our Dreadnought 2 spacecarrier will be your son, please let us do his unfinished filial piety to you on behalf of General Robert." ”

"Yes, Mrs. Cross, every member of our Reaper fleet will be your child in the future!"

Mrs. Cross was a little overwhelmed and stunned by the actions of these young warriors: "No, there is no need to ...... like this"

"Mrs. Cross, please accept our gratitude!" The crew saluted again and said in unison.

"Well, well......"

The collective funeral of the crew was carried out in an orderly manner, and Mu Chen, as the commander of the fleet, also walked to the podium and delivered a speech, mainly to express his regret and guilt, after all, he brought these soldiers to fight, but did not bring them back smoothly, he can say to the soldiers that there will be sacrifices in the battle, but this kind of words cannot be said to the families of the martyrs.

"The number of casualties in the Reaper fleet this time is more than 100,000, which is a heart-wrenching number, each of them is an extremely good warrior, but I want to proudly tell you that their sacrifice is meaningful, we have successfully annihilated all the Zerg who invaded the solar system, and did not buy three years of respite for the earthlings, and more importantly, they proved to the whole universe that the earthlings are not weak and low-level civilizations, we have the ability to defeat any invaders, and the next time the Zerg invades, we can still defeat them again!"

"Now let us send these heroes on their last journey, may they rest in peace in heaven......"

There was no applause at the funeral, but everyone was in tears, and the relatives of the martyrs were comforted, at least they understood that the sacrifice of their relatives was for the good of all mankind, and it was a very glorious thing.

The cardinals then read Bibles to the martyrs, mourning their souls, and the choir sang hymns to them.

The people waiting at the gate of the martyr's cemetery also lined up to enter, quietly sending jokes to the martyrs that had been prepared for a long time, and the feet of each martyr were covered with flowers, and for a time the cemetery even became a sea of flowers.

21 cannon salutes rang out, the members of the Reaper fleet buried their comrades, and a monument to the heroes of the earth was erected in the center of the cemetery, carving a dreadnought 2 space carrier that was thousands of times smaller, and the name and deeds of each fallen soldier were engraved on the hull for everyone to remember......