Ten minutes later, Tang Luo drove away from the villa and went straight to the Zhonghai Garrison Area.

Although Xiang Chuan told him that it was nine o'clock, if he went early, he might be able to help!

He has attended many memorial services and funerals in the army.

In the past, he had buried his comrades with his own hands, and he knew what it was like!

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he left the military and would participate again!

Along the way, he drove the car fast, thoughts in his mind were like smoke, and familiar faces kept flashing.

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, it was all over, those who are alive, they still have to live!

It was supposed to be an hour away, but he arrived in about half an hour.

When he arrived at the door, he called Xiang Chuan.

"Old Tang, what's wrong?"

Xiang Chuan answered the phone and asked.

"I'm in the security area, you say hello to the door. ”

Tang Luo lit a cigarette and said.

"So early, okay, I'll call and say, come here." ”

Xiang Chuan was a little surprised.

"Hmm. ”

Tang Luo hung up the phone and waited quietly.

Soon, the soldiers at the door made a gesture and motioned for him to enter.

Tang Luo started the car and slowly drove inside.

"Don!"

Xiang Chuan was already waiting there, saw the Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle, and walked over.

"What's going on? There's a car accident on the road?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Tang Luo was stunned.

"Then why is this front sinking down?"

Xiang Chuan pointed to the front of the car and asked.

"Oh, I hit it last night, it's fine. ”

Tang Luo smiled.

"You didn't go online last night?"

"No, what's wrong with the Internet?"

Xiang Chuan was a little strange.

"Hehe, nothing. ”

Tang Luo shook his head.

"How's your preparation?"

"The funeral home is preparing, and I'm going to go there soon. ”

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Xiang Chuan's expression dimmed a little.

"How many are there?"

"Seven. ”

"So much?"

Tang Luo frowned slightly.

"Hmm. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded.

"Their parents and family have already arrived, and now they have arranged to go to the funeral home. ”

"Everything else is done?"

Tang Luo thought for a moment and asked.

"Hmm. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded, he knew what Tang Luo was talking about.

"Posthumously awarded first-class merit. ”

"Oh. ”

Tang Luo nodded, if you have first-class skills, you can still do it.

However, he really didn't have much interest in these posthumously awarded honorary titles, how many merits, and the like.

In his opinion, people are dead, and it is useless to say that the others are useless!

Even if you are given a president, that person will not survive!

Therefore, it is most important for people to live in the present!

"Instructor Tang!"

Nighthawk and the others, after seeing Tang Luo, stopped and saluted.

"Hmm. ”

Tang Luo hesitated, but still returned a military salute.

"Are you ready?"

Xiang Chuan looked at Nighthawk and asked.

"It's ready. ”

Nighthawk replied.

"Then let's go to the funeral home. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded.

Afterwards, the group drove to the funeral home.

"By the way, Old Tang, there seems to be a new movement over there in the Fifth Bureau of National Security. ”

On the way, Xiang Chuan thought of something and said to Tang Luo.

"What's going on?"

Tang Luo asked curiously.

"I heard that Director Zhao of the Fifth Bureau went to a big man in the military department and wanted us to hand over Taro Okamura. However, the specific order has not yet come down. ”

Xiang Chuan said this, a little worried.

"If the military department gives an order, then my side cannot ignore it. ”

"When I clean up Taro Okamura one more time, I'll hand him over. ”

Tang Luo thought for a moment and said.

"I guess he really doesn't know about the other side of the black sun in the middle of the sea, otherwise, he would have said it yesterday. ”

"Well, I think so too. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded.

Tang Luo didn't speak again, lit a cigarette, and pondered in his heart.

He was thinking about whether to call Lao Wang again and ask Jiang Hong how he was.

He had a good impression of Jiang Hong, if this fat man was really in trouble, then he wouldn't mind helping.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the funeral home.

Tang Luo got out of the car and looked around, there were already a lot of people!

Not only the Sword Special Combat Team, but also other people in the military region!

After all, the Sword Special Combat Team is the ace team of the Zhonghai Garrison District, and the members of the Sword Special Combat Team also help train some soldiers!

So, a lot of people will come to see them off for the last time!

"Old Tang, I'm going to see their parents, are you with me?"

Xiang Chuan looked at Tang Luo and asked.

"Come with you. ”

Tang Luo nodded.

"Good. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded, and then looked at Nighthawk.

"Wait a while, Commander Hao will come over, and you will be responsible for receiving it. ”

"Yes!"

Nighthawk nodded.

After a few more words, Xiang Chuan and Tang Luo went to meet their parents.

"By the way, apart from those fictitious ones, how much is the pension?"

When it was almost there, Tang Luo thought of something and asked.

"Yes, more than 200,000 per person. ”

Xiang Chuan nodded.

"Altogether?"

Tang Luo frowned slightly.

"Well, almost, no more than 300,000. ”

After Xiang Chuan finished speaking, his eyes flashed.

"That's Tiezhu's father, who is almost seventy years old this year, and he is such a son...... He had three older sisters, and now that he is gone, I heard from his sister that when the old man got the news at home, he fainted all of a sudden, and he was sent to the hospital at that time. If I hadn't been thinking about seeing my son for the last time, I would still be hospitalized. ”

Hearing Xiang Chuan's words, Tang Luo looked over and saw an old man sitting on the steps.

He was dark-skinned, gray-haired, wrinkled, and looked very old.

With just one glance, Tang Luo could see that this was a farmer who had faced the loess all his life with his back to the sky!

The old man said that he had never traveled far in his life, and this was the only time, and he didn't expect it to be the last time to see off his son! ”

Xiang Chuan's voice trembled slightly when he said this.

Tang Luo was shocked when he heard this, and slowly clenched his fists.

"Here comes the leader. ”

At this time, the old man also saw Xiang Chuan and slowly stood up from the steps.

"Uncle, slow down. ”

Xiang Chuan took a few quick steps and helped the old man.

"Well, it's okay, it's just old and useless. ”

The old man panted a little and shook his head.

"But that's fine, hehe, it won't be long before I can meet the baby. ”

“......”

Hearing the old man's words, Xiang Chuan and Tang Luo were silent.

"Who is this?"

The old man looked at Tang Luo and asked.

"Hello, uncle, I'm Tang Luo. ”

Tang Luo bent down and bowed slowly.

He rarely does this, but this old man deserves to be like this!

"Hey, what are you doing, baby. ”

The old man hurriedly helped Tang Luo.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I was there at the time, but I still couldn't save him. ”

Tang Luo said in a deep voice.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the old man's hand holding him trembled violently, and his face was full of sadness.

However, he quickly shook his head and said in a trembling voice: "I don't blame you, that baby, my life is not good, I don't blame you......"

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How can there be any quiet years, but someone is carrying the weight for us!

While we enjoy everything, many people are silently giving.

The military, is one of them, thanks to them.

(End of chapter)