Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 25: It’s time to give a face to the hero!

The old man's hoarse voice faintly reached the ears of everyone present.

Everyone present sighed and felt sad from time to time following the old man's voice, silently feeling the experience between the old Taoist priest and the six children in the story.

But there is one exception.

When the soldiers are sighing and feeling sad.

From time to time, Jackson raised the expensive watch on his wrist and looked at the time on it, as if he was anxious.

His expression was the same as everyone else's, as if he was listening to the story seriously.

But Jackson couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"Chinese people are really ridiculous. They always engage in hypocritical things. In this world, only interests are eternal."

"I hope today can end soon."

But he only said this in his heart.

At this time, the old man's noodles were also cooked. He took out the bowl, skillfully placed it in the bowl, skillfully put the condiments on it, and quietly placed it on the empty seat aside.

There, in order, were six bowls of noodles with different condiments.

Five of the bowls were no longer hot.

"Chief Commander, the time is up." the honor guard soldier reminded.

The lieutenant colonel and everyone present listened intently, and were reminded by the honor guard that they all withdrew their thoughts.

Everyone present couldn't help but be curious after hearing the story just now.

It has a beginning but no end, and I always feel like something is missing.

Why did only one child come back? What about the other children?

But now, it is obviously not the time to think about the story, it is time to enter the memorial garden.

"Old man, go back early. You can't set up stalls here. You are so old and you are quite dangerous. Go back early and rest." the lieutenant colonel reminded.

Afterwards, he led the crowd and ignored Jackson at all, minding his own business and stepping onto the military green off-road vehicle.

Jackson was not angry, turned around, and walked towards the black car with the "Shi" license plate.

Buzz——

Rumble——

Then, after the off-road vehicle made a roaring sound, it slowly drove towards the memorial garden.

Wait for the entire motorcade to drive into the memorial park.

Creaky crunch——

The old man who set up the noodle stall also dragged the noodle stall cart that was dilapidated and about to fall apart, and walked steadily along the road into the memorial garden step by step.

As he walked, he muttered.

"Children, I'm here to bring you some noodles."

When he said this, the old man still had a smile on his face.

…

In the memorial garden.

A straight path leads straight up.

The trees on both sides dropped slightly yellowed dead leaves, which fell on the grass and paths.

The autumn wind blew by, adding a touch of coolness and a sad atmosphere to the solemn memorial garden.

At the southeast corner.

On both sides of this road, every five meters away, there is a soldier wearing military uniform, holding a bayonet on 95 steps, and a wreath of plain flowers is placed beside him.

Behind them is the resting place of the five heroes of the military region.

There are five tombstones with their portraits hanging on them.

Buzz——

Rumble——

The farewell motorcade came slowly.

Parked on the side of the road, on the military green off-road vehicle, the lieutenant colonel and two major officers stepped out of the vehicle.

There was no conversation between them, not even eye contact.

In this atmosphere, they were not in the mood for much conversation.

Although they have already sent away a group of heroes, today, when they came here to perform a farewell ceremony for the heroes, their mood has not weakened, and their sense of sadness has become heavier.

On the contrary, it was Jackson who, after getting out of the black car, put his hands behind his back and looked first here and then at the other side. Although there was no smile on the corner of his mouth, there was no sadness at all.

"Chinese formalism is really heavy." Jackson looked forward, whispered to the subordinates on the side, and spoke in the M language.

The subordinate nodded heavily: "That's true. They're just a few big soldiers, not soldiers with any military exploits."

Jackson shook his head and laughed: "In country M, only generals who have made military exploits are eligible to receive such treatment."

The two of them had been following at the very back, never moving forward, and their voices were also very low.

After all, this was a farewell ceremony for the Chinese military, and they were also attending the farewell ceremony as representatives of Country M.

Kakaka——

The back compartments of the five hearses were opened, and four soldiers of the honor guard held the corners of the coffins and smoothly lifted the coffins from the hearses.

"Let's go and give them...the last leg." The lieutenant colonel's Adam's apple moved and he stepped forward towards the five tombstones.

Two major officers followed.

Immediately afterwards, representatives from each unit saw off and followed in the footsteps of the leaders.

Afterwards, there were coffins containing five military region heroes.

Come closer.

The lieutenant colonel stood still and looked at the dug position behind the tombstone. His expression became extremely complicated.

"Give Wang Yang...make a video call with him. If you can't come, just take a look. This is his...only wish." the lieutenant colonel ordered.

Beside him, a military representative nodded and took out his mobile phone.

…

at the same time.

The five tombstones are located on a high slope in the northeast, thousands of meters apart.

The sky was cloudless and sunny.

Just on the high slope, he was wearing a black close-fitting windbreaker and a black umbrella open.

The man in black was holding a telescope. Through the telescope, his eyes were silently staring in the direction of the funeral.

After seeing the five coffins being carried off the hearse, all the people in the military area who saw them off also entered the scene.

He raised his wrist symbolically and looked at the time.

Well, the time has come.

Pressing the Bluetooth headset in his ear, Zhang Ye looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Old man, it's time to pay respects to the hero."

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