Chapter 472 Martyrs Memorial Meeting
Because Lu Xingzhi and Captain Lin had been away from the army for a long time, had a narrow escape, and finally returned to the army with great honor, so, along the way, many people surrounded them, and they had endless things to say.
Lu Xingzhi and Captain Lin were awarded personal first-class merit this time, and many, many people may not be able to obtain this kind of medal in their lifetime.
"Regimental Commander, Company Commander, many soldiers were sacrificed in this rescue mission. The army launched a charity donation. Do you two want to participate?" Zhou Junmin asked.
Although only Lu Xingzhi and Captain Lin participated in the Jin city army this time, many other troops sacrificed a lot of people. Because too many people were sacrificed, several troops also joined forces to launch a donation campaign. I hope that with more people and more strength, we can give the families of the dead comrades an extra guarantee of life.
"Donate." Head Lin asked about the donation amount from his superiors, then reported the money he wanted to donate, and looked back at Lu Xingzhi.
Without Lu Xingzhi asking, Zhou Junmin said, "I've inquired, and there are company commanders in other battalions who donate thirty-four, fifty or one hundred." up.
"Remember one hundred for me." Lu Xingzhi replied, and went upstairs with Jiang Yao.
It wasn't that Lu Xingzhi didn't have money, and it wasn't that he didn't want to donate more to the families of the martyrs he hadn't met.
He Lu Xingzhi is rich, but in the army, he is just a company commander. If he swipes his hand and donates more money than the people above him, he will be famous, but others will not look good up.
No matter where it is, this way of getting ahead is taboo.
Jiang Yao is not the kind of little girl who is ignorant of the world, she understands the unspeakable twists and turns, just like the donations made to colleagues in the hospital in the past are a truth, no matter how good the friendship is, you have to follow the hidden truth on the surface. According to the rules, no one will care about how to help in private.
Strictly speaking, the memorial service in the afternoon should be a memorial service.
The troops uniformly arranged vehicles to send the participants of the memorial service to Kyoto. The memorial service was held in the martyr's mausoleum on the outskirts of Kyoto. All the martyrs who died this time, those who did not return home, were buried here.
Here, Jiang Yao met the girl Zhou Weiqi had a crush on again.
Beside Zhan Qiuhe should be her parents, both of them have white hair on their temples, and Zhan's mother's face is so skinny that she can't find any flesh. It can be seen how much the pain of losing a child has hit her.
"I heard from the fourth child that Zhan Qiuhe's eldest brother lay here several years ago. Her parents were crying and fainted in front of the mausoleum. Half a month ago, her younger brother also came in. The girl cried so much that she could hardly utter a sound. Talk." Jiang Yao looked at the members of Zhan's family regretfully, no one could accept such a heavy blow.
Jiang Yao understands the pain of seeing an important person lying in a deep sleep forever. It is the desire to dig up the dusty soil with both hands and wake up the forever sleeping person.
"Lu Xingzhi, I still say the same thing, no matter how dangerous or arduous the task you perform in the future, you have to come back alive." Jiang Yao forcefully threw each word to Lu Xingzhi, "Even if it's just to keep your breath."
Lu Xingzhi stared at the person beside him, paused for a few seconds, and hummed heavily.
Before the memorial meeting began, Lu Xingzhi led Jiang Yao and walked towards the three of Zhan's family.