Chapter 472

Because Lu Xingzhi and chief Lin left the army for a long time, and they died of nine deaths. At last, they returned to the army with great honor. So, there were many people around them and they could not finish talking.

Lu Xingzhi and chief Lin were awarded the medal of merit. Many people won't get the medal in their lifetime.

"Commander, company commander, many soldiers have been sacrificed in this rescue mission. The army has launched a charity donation. Do you two want to participate?" Asked Zhou Junmin.

Although the Tianjin troops participated in the trip on land and the Lin chief, many people were sacrificed in other troops. Because of too many people's sacrifice, several troops also jointly launched donation activities. It is also the hope that the number of people and the strength are large, which can provide the families of the dead comrades with more life support.

"Donate." Head Lin inquired about the amount of donation from the top, then reported the money he wanted to donate, and looked back at Lu Xingzhi.

Without Lu Xingzhi's asking, Zhou Junmin said, "I've inquired about it. There are also companies in other battalions that donate 34, and there are also companies that donate 50 or 100." On the other hand, there will be no military personnel.

"Write me a hundred." Lu Xingzhi answers, and then goes upstairs with Jiang Yao.

Lu Xingzhi didn't have no money, nor didn't want to donate more to the families of the martyrs he had never met. However, many things didn't depend on the heat.

He had money on land, but in the army, he was just a company commander. If he had a big hand, he would have donated more money than the people above. He was beautiful, but there was no light on other people's faces.

No matter where it is, it's a taboo.

Jiang Yao is not that kind of little girl who is not familiar with the world. She knows that it's impossible to talk about it. It's just like the donation to colleagues in the hospital before. No matter how friendly you are, you have to follow the hidden rules on the face. How can you help in private? No one can manage it.

The afternoon memorial service should be strictly a memorial service.

The army arranged a unified vehicle to send the people who attended the memorial service to Kyoto. The memorial service is located in the martyr mausoleum on the outskirts of Kyoto. All the martyrs who died this time, who did not return home, were buried here.

Here, Jiang Yao meets the girl whom Zhou Weiqi secretly loves.

Zhan Qiuhe should be surrounded by her parents. They have white hair on their temples. Zhan's face is almost skinny. She can't find any meat. It can be seen how much the pain of losing her son has hit her.

"I heard that Zhan Qiuhe's eldest brother had been lying here several years ago. Her parents cried and fainted in front of the mausoleum. Half a month ago, her younger brother followed in. The girl cried so much that she could hardly speak." Jiang Yao looked at the Zhan family regretfully. No one could accept such a heavy blow.

This kind of pain of watching the important people lie in it and sleeping forever, Jiang Yao knows that he would like to use his hands to dig away the dust sealed earth and wake up the sleeping people forever.

"Lu Xingzhi, I still say that no matter how dangerous and arduous tasks you carry out in the future, you must come back alive for me." Jiang Yao's words are forcefully thrown to Lu Xingzhi, "even if it is to leave a breath."

Lu Xingzhi looks at the person on the side of his body, and suddenly stops for a few seconds, making a heavy hum.

Before the memorial meeting, Lu Xingzhi led Jiang Yao to the Zhan family.