Chapter 788
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Fortunately, I have known a lot of dignitaries in recent years, including a translator of the Ministry of foreign affairs.
I called him and explained the cause and effect of a thing in detail. I asked him if he could help me?
I've dealt with him several times, so he didn't play games with me. He asked me to make a list of martyrs for him, and then he went to the Ministry of foreign affairs for instructions.
I was worried. After all these years, who will remember the names of every martyr?
But Mr. Xiao still remembers that no name has been left behind!
Three days later, my friend called and said that he had been approved by his superiors and negotiated with each other. It was finally determined that most of Xiao's brothers were buried in a Memorial Cemetery in a certain country.
After negotiation, the other side agreed to return the remains of these soldiers, but only through folk activities to publicize this matter, which also accounted for Xiao Laozi!
After receiving his news, I flew there ceaselessly with old man Xiao, and found my friend there. He warmly entertained us, and then took us to the hero's cemetery.
Xiao is kneeling in front of the graveyard, crying and laughing for a while. He is nearly a hundred years old and looks like a child! But no one laughed at him, and everyone paid him a standard military salute.
We asked the remains of the martyrs to come out of the tomb one by one, put them in boxes, and then wrapped them in bright red flags.
originally I planned to pack a plane by myself. I didn't think my friend was very awesome. After learning about the deeds of heroes, the Shenyang air force specially deployed two fighters to escort us all the way.
On the day of departure, airplanes from neighboring countries all set out to prevent Chinese airplanes from taking advantage of the opportunity to make small moves.
The allies can't sit down. They directly transferred bombers from the four northern islands, which scared their planes to go back to watch home
When the plane flies over the boundary line, two j11 fighters escorting it fly by. The pilot shouts loudly: welcome to return home at the expense of the soldiers. Two of our planes are ordered to escort you all the way!
At this moment, old Xiao cried, and so did I.
He handed me the charge number. I took a deep breath and blew it hard. The excited voice echoed over China!
After landing, the leaders who had been prepared for a long time returned the remains to various places for burial according to the heroes' native place. Xiao finally fulfilled his wish, and the martyrs came back!
Finally, we came to Xiao's secret room. After several concessions, Xiao insisted that I play the final March of heroes, and he turned around and cried himself.
With the sound of the bugle, the martyrs woke up one by one and went to the old company commander in line and disappeared one by one.
What moved me was that before each of them disappeared, they made a solemn salute to the old company commander!
After sending off the soul of the last volunteer army, Xiao wiped his tears and said, "young man, speak with me!"
I nodded and sat with him and listened.
"The volunteers have been fighting in Korea for 60 years, and I have changed from a hot-blooded youth in my twenties to a dying old man."
"At that time, the conditions were too bitter. I ate a handful of fried noodles when I was hungry, and drank the snow water from the gully when I was thirsty..."
"How many brothers have not been killed by the enemy, but frozen to death. If they had a cotton padded jacket and a good gun, they would never die!"
……
The old man may be a little sad because he lost his comrades forever. He told me a lot in incoherence. I listened carefully until I cried with him.
A lot of people would say that it's not too bad to eat fried noodles.
Popular science, Mr. Xiao's fried noodles are not the current large-scale ham fried noodles, in fact, they are only cooked corn and grains, that's all!
According to the rules, I'll take charge of the charge and the medal.
But I really can't accept Xiao as a second life thing. I firmly refused and donated 3 million yuan in my own name to repair the volunteer cemetery.
He pondered for a long time, clapped his thigh and said that he could teach me the way to summon the narcissus.
It turns out that Xiao Laozi survived with the light of the water fairy. After she saved Xiao Laozi, she gave him a mantra, saying that in an emergency, she could recite the mantra to summon him out.
Mr. Xiao has never tried it. He will never have a chance to use it in the future, because the brothers are separated and he has no worries.
I am glad to accept his gift, with the help of the water fairy, I think it will be a base card against Longquan Mountain Villa!
On the way back, Pockmarked Li and I have been discussing the old company commander and these soldiers.
Whenever mentioning the scum who insulted the martyr, Pockmarked Li's angry teeth itched. He said that he would not see them in the future, or he would beat one at a time.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, but I was inexplicably sad.
See one fight one? Are you finished?
I can't finish!
As Mr. Xiao said: they have been staying with me, waiting for the moment when I sounded the charge to launch the final attack on the enemy!
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Fortunately, I have known a lot of dignitaries in recent years, including a translator of the Ministry of foreign affairs.
I called him and explained the cause and effect of a thing in detail. I asked him if he could help me?
I've dealt with him several times, so he didn't play games with me. He asked me to make a list of martyrs for him, and then he went to the Ministry of foreign affairs for instructions.
I was worried. After all these years, who will remember the names of every martyr?
But Mr. Xiao still remembers that no name has been left behind!
Three days later, my friend called and said that he had been approved by his superiors and negotiated with each other. It was finally determined that most of Xiao's brothers were buried in a Memorial Cemetery in a certain country.
After negotiation, the other side agreed to return the remains of these soldiers, but only through folk activities to publicize this matter, which also accounted for Xiao Laozi!
After receiving his news, I flew there ceaselessly with old man Xiao, and found my friend there. He warmly entertained us, and then took us to the hero's cemetery.
Xiao is kneeling in front of the graveyard, crying and laughing for a while. He is nearly a hundred years old and looks like a child! But no one laughed at him, and everyone paid him a standard military salute.
We asked the remains of the martyrs to come out of the tomb one by one, put them in boxes, and then wrapped them in bright red flags.
originally I planned to pack a plane by myself. I didn't think my friend was very awesome. After learning about the deeds of heroes, the Shenyang air force specially deployed two fighters to escort us all the way.
On the day of departure, airplanes from neighboring countries all set out to prevent Chinese airplanes from taking advantage of the opportunity to make small moves.
The allies can't sit down. They directly transferred bombers from the four northern islands, which scared their planes to go back to watch home
When the plane flies over the boundary line, two j11 fighters escorting it fly by. The pilot shouts loudly: welcome to return home at the expense of the soldiers. Two of our planes are ordered to escort you all the way!
At this moment, old Xiao cried, and so did I.
He handed me the charge number. I took a deep breath and blew it hard. The excited voice echoed over China!
After landing, the leaders who had been prepared for a long time returned the remains to various places for burial according to the heroes' native place. Xiao finally fulfilled his wish, and the martyrs came back!
Finally, we came to Xiao's secret room. After several concessions, Xiao insisted that I play the final March of heroes, and he turned around and cried himself.
With the sound of the bugle, the martyrs woke up one by one and went to the old company commander in line and disappeared one by one.
What moved me was that before each of them disappeared, they made a solemn salute to the old company commander!
After sending off the soul of the last volunteer army, Xiao wiped his tears and said, "young man, speak with me!"
I nodded and sat with him and listened.
"The volunteers have been fighting in Korea for 60 years, and I have changed from a hot-blooded youth in my twenties to a dying old man."
"At that time, the conditions were too bitter. I ate a handful of fried noodles when I was hungry, and drank the snow water from the gully when I was thirsty..."
"How many brothers have not been killed by the enemy, but frozen to death. If they had a cotton padded jacket and a good gun, they would never die!"
……
The old man may be a little sad because he lost his comrades forever. He told me a lot in incoherence. I listened carefully until I cried with him.
A lot of people would say that it's not too bad to eat fried noodles.
Popular science, Mr. Xiao's fried noodles are not the current large-scale ham fried noodles, in fact, they are only cooked corn and grains, that's all!
According to the rules, I'll take charge of the charge and the medal.
But I really can't accept Xiao as a second life thing. I firmly refused and donated 3 million yuan in my own name to repair the volunteer cemetery.
He pondered for a long time, clapped his thigh and said that he could teach me the way to summon the narcissus.
It turns out that Xiao Laozi survived with the light of the water fairy. After she saved Xiao Laozi, she gave him a mantra, saying that in an emergency, she could recite the mantra to summon him out.
Mr. Xiao has never tried it. He will never have a chance to use it in the future, because the brothers are separated and he has no worries.
I am glad to accept his gift, with the help of the water fairy, I think it will be a base card against Longquan Mountain Villa!
On the way back, Pockmarked Li and I have been discussing the old company commander and these soldiers.
Whenever mentioning the scum who insulted the martyr, Pockmarked Li's angry teeth itched. He said that he would not see them in the future, or he would beat one at a time.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, but I was inexplicably sad.
See one fight one? Are you finished?
I can't finish!
As Mr. Xiao said: they have been staying with me, waiting for the moment when I sounded the charge to launch the final attack on the enemy!
Fortunately, I have known a lot of dignitaries in recent years, including a translator of the Ministry of foreign affairs. I called him and explained the cause and effect of a thing in detail. I asked him if he could help me? I've dealt with him several times, so he didn't play games with me. He asked me to make a list of martyrs for him, and then he went to the Ministry of foreign affairs for instructions. I was worried. After all these years, who will remember the names of every martyr? But Mr. Xiao still remembers that no name has been left behind! Three days later, my friend called and said that he had been approved by his superiors and negotiated with each other. It was finally determined that most of Xiao's brothers were buried in a Memorial Cemetery in a certain country. After negotiation, the other side agreed to return the remains of these soldiers, but only through folk activities to publicize this matter, which also accounted for Xiao Laozi! After receiving his news, I flew there ceaselessly with old man Xiao, and found my friend there. He warmly entertained us, and then took us to the hero's cemetery. Xiao is kneeling in front of the graveyard, crying and laughing for a while. He is nearly a hundred years old and looks like a child! But no one laughed at him, and everyone paid him a standard military salute. We asked the remains of the martyrs to come out of the tomb one by one, put them in boxes, and then wrapped them in bright red flags. originally I planned to pack a plane by myself. I didn't think my friend was very awesome. After learning about the deeds of heroes, the Shenyang air force specially deployed two fighters to escort us all the way. On the day of departure, airplanes from neighboring countries all set out to prevent Chinese airplanes from taking advantage of the opportunity to make small moves. The allies can't sit down. They directly transferred bombers from the four northern islands, which scared their planes to go back to watch home When the plane flies over the boundary line, two j11 fighters escorting it fly by. The pilot shouts loudly: welcome to return home at the expense of the soldiers. Two of our planes are ordered to escort you all the way! At this moment, old Xiao cried, and so did I. He handed me the charge number. I took a deep breath and blew it hard. The excited voice echoed over China! After landing, the leaders who had been prepared for a long time returned the remains to various places for burial according to the heroes' native place. Xiao finally fulfilled his wish, and the martyrs came back! Finally, we came to Xiao's secret room. After several concessions, Xiao insisted that I play the final March of heroes, and he turned around and cried himself. With the sound of the bugle, the martyrs woke up one by one and went to the old company commander in line and disappeared one by one. What moved me was that before each of them disappeared, they made a solemn salute to the old company commander! After sending off the soul of the last volunteer army, Xiao wiped his tears and said, "young man, speak with me!" I nodded and sat with him and listened. "The volunteers have been fighting in Korea for 60 years, and I have changed from a hot-blooded youth in my twenties to a dying old man." "At that time, the conditions were too bitter. I ate a handful of fried noodles when I was hungry, and drank the snow water from the gully when I was thirsty..." "How many brothers have not been killed by the enemy, but frozen to death. If they had a cotton padded jacket and a good gun, they would never die!" The old man may be a little sad because he lost his comrades forever. He told me a lot in incoherence. I listened carefully until I cried with him. A lot of people would say that it's not too bad to eat fried noodles. Popular science, Mr. Xiao's fried noodles are not the current large-scale ham fried noodles, in fact, they are only cooked corn and grains, that's all! According to the rules, I'll take charge of the charge and the medal. But I really can't accept Xiao as a second life thing. I firmly refused and donated 3 million yuan in my own name to repair the volunteer cemetery. He pondered for a long time, clapped his thigh and said that he could teach me the way to summon the narcissus. It turns out that Xiao Laozi survived with the light of the water fairy. After she saved Xiao Laozi, she gave him a mantra, saying that in an emergency, she could recite the mantra to summon him out. Mr. Xiao has never tried it. He will never have a chance to use it in the future, because the brothers are separated and he has no worries. I am glad to accept his gift, with the help of the water fairy, I think it will be a base card against Longquan Mountain Villa! On the way back, Pockmarked Li and I have been discussing the old company commander and these soldiers. Whenever mentioning the scum who insulted the martyr, Pockmarked Li's angry teeth itched. He said that he would not see them in the future, or he would beat one at a time. I smiled bitterly and shook my head, but I was inexplicably sad. See one fight one? Are you finished? I can't finish! As Mr. Xiao said: they have been staying with me, waiting for the moment when I sounded the charge to launch the final attack on the enemy!
