Chapter: 1282
Cancan doesn't believe Ye Wudao's words,
She looked at Patriarch Chu and asked Patriarch Chu for his opinion.
The old man Chu smiled and nodded: "Don't panic, listen to him."
Everyone is more curious about Ye Wudao's identity,
Where is this person sacred? Old Ancestor Chu is so convinced of him.
Soon, the convoy of military vehicles approached, and the sound of mourning became louder.
On the lead open-top military vehicle was a military band, and the grief and music came from their hands.
The moment they saw the band, the crowd gradually became agitated.
This band, they've seen it on TV.
Every Babaoshan funeral, there are their figures.
And as we all know, those who can be buried in Babaoshan must be an important minister of a country.
It can be said that being able to invite them to play mourning music at a funeral is itself a symbol of identity and honor.
How did they come to this backcountry today?
The convoy slowly stopped at the door of Cancan's house.
Everyone's eyes followed the team.
Then, fell into unprecedented shock and fear.
What was shocking was that this convoy was all military vehicles, and it looked like a long dragon with no end in sight.
A rough estimate, at least a thousand.
The fear is that each car is loaded with ten brand-new coffins,
Dozens of soldiers guarded with guns.
There are thousands of soldiers, probably tens of thousands of soldiers, guarding tens of thousands of coffins.
What is the army doing here with a coffin?
Collect corpses for them?
Can,
There are not tens of thousands of villagers in Lijiabao.
Zhu Wei laughed even more wildly: "Did you see it? The military department personally brought the coffin and collected the corpse for you."
"I advise you to surrender and commit suicide. Otherwise, if they do it, you may not be able to keep the whole body."
Zhu Wei's words made one's scalp tingle.
The villagers were heartbroken.
The first reaction is to escape.
However, Old Ancestor Chu shouted angrily: "What are you panicking about, I'm here, it's nothing."
Of course Patriarch Chu knew,
These coffins were not collected for the villagers of Lijiabao.
The contents inside are most likely the sacrificed heroes of the SEAL mercenary regiment.
Sorrow, stop slowly.
The tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the coffin immediately jumped out of the car and formed two square teams.
The army leader shouted: "Excuse me, are you family members of the SEAL mercenary regiment?"
The faces of the villagers in Lijiabao sank.
Sure enough, it came as a "family member of the SEAL regiment".
They panicked and no one answered.
In the end, Old Ancestor Chu shouted, "That's right, we are the family members of the SEAL mercenary regiment."
The leader said solemnly: "All the family members of the seal mercenary regiment take the order."
The old man Chu responded loudly: "Chu Yunlong, the commander of the SEAL mercenary regiment, led all the family members of the mercenary regiment to take orders."
Team leader: "The seal mercenary group has made great contributions to protecting the country. He is my hero in the summer. Now all members of the seal mercenary group are posthumously awarded the individual special merit and the collective peace medal."
what!
The crowd suffocated for a while.
Even the old man Chu was dumbfounded on the spot.
Not to mention the Peace Medal,
It is unprecedented in ancient times just to grant special merit to ten thousand people at the same time.
Not even a follower.
This handwriting is really too big, beyond the old man's imagination.
When the people were astonished,
The leader took out a red flag, unfolded it, and walked slowly to Old Man Chu's side.
"After a lot of auditing and research by the upper management, it was decided to pursue a mass state funeral for the SEAL mercenary group."
"Mr. Chu, please keep this flag."
Old Man Chu took the red flag with trembling hands, and turbid tears fell on the bright red.
Brothers, you can rest your eyes!
He walked to the coffin, put the red flag on it, and kowtowed heavily.
"Brothers, rest in peace."
"The glory that belongs to us has finally returned." JrNovels.com
She looked at Patriarch Chu and asked Patriarch Chu for his opinion.
The old man Chu smiled and nodded: "Don't panic, listen to him."
Everyone is more curious about Ye Wudao's identity,
Where is this person sacred? Old Ancestor Chu is so convinced of him.
Soon, the convoy of military vehicles approached, and the sound of mourning became louder.
On the lead open-top military vehicle was a military band, and the grief and music came from their hands.
The moment they saw the band, the crowd gradually became agitated.
This band, they've seen it on TV.
Every Babaoshan funeral, there are their figures.
And as we all know, those who can be buried in Babaoshan must be an important minister of a country.
It can be said that being able to invite them to play mourning music at a funeral is itself a symbol of identity and honor.
How did they come to this backcountry today?
The convoy slowly stopped at the door of Cancan's house.
Everyone's eyes followed the team.
Then, fell into unprecedented shock and fear.
What was shocking was that this convoy was all military vehicles, and it looked like a long dragon with no end in sight.
A rough estimate, at least a thousand.
The fear is that each car is loaded with ten brand-new coffins,
Dozens of soldiers guarded with guns.
There are thousands of soldiers, probably tens of thousands of soldiers, guarding tens of thousands of coffins.
What is the army doing here with a coffin?
Collect corpses for them?
Can,
There are not tens of thousands of villagers in Lijiabao.
Zhu Wei laughed even more wildly: "Did you see it? The military department personally brought the coffin and collected the corpse for you."
"I advise you to surrender and commit suicide. Otherwise, if they do it, you may not be able to keep the whole body."
Zhu Wei's words made one's scalp tingle.
The villagers were heartbroken.
The first reaction is to escape.
However, Old Ancestor Chu shouted angrily: "What are you panicking about, I'm here, it's nothing."
Of course Patriarch Chu knew,
These coffins were not collected for the villagers of Lijiabao.
The contents inside are most likely the sacrificed heroes of the SEAL mercenary regiment.
Sorrow, stop slowly.
The tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the coffin immediately jumped out of the car and formed two square teams.
The army leader shouted: "Excuse me, are you family members of the SEAL mercenary regiment?"
The faces of the villagers in Lijiabao sank.
Sure enough, it came as a "family member of the SEAL regiment".
They panicked and no one answered.
In the end, Old Ancestor Chu shouted, "That's right, we are the family members of the SEAL mercenary regiment."
The leader said solemnly: "All the family members of the seal mercenary regiment take the order."
The old man Chu responded loudly: "Chu Yunlong, the commander of the SEAL mercenary regiment, led all the family members of the mercenary regiment to take orders."
Team leader: "The seal mercenary group has made great contributions to protecting the country. He is my hero in the summer. Now all members of the seal mercenary group are posthumously awarded the individual special merit and the collective peace medal."
what!
The crowd suffocated for a while.
Even the old man Chu was dumbfounded on the spot.
Not to mention the Peace Medal,
It is unprecedented in ancient times just to grant special merit to ten thousand people at the same time.
Not even a follower.
This handwriting is really too big, beyond the old man's imagination.
When the people were astonished,
The leader took out a red flag, unfolded it, and walked slowly to Old Man Chu's side.
"After a lot of auditing and research by the upper management, it was decided to pursue a mass state funeral for the SEAL mercenary group."
"Mr. Chu, please keep this flag."
Old Man Chu took the red flag with trembling hands, and turbid tears fell on the bright red.
Brothers, you can rest your eyes!
He walked to the coffin, put the red flag on it, and kowtowed heavily.
"Brothers, rest in peace."
"The glory that belongs to us has finally returned." JrNovels.com
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