Vol 2 Chapter 2597: Health, wearing military uniform, dead, covering the national flag

Chapter 2597, born, wearing military uniform, dead, covering the national flag
He left by helicopter according to the original plan, but according to the current plan... and the situation of the martyrs' body stiffness, and the current weather, it is not suitable for direct flight. It needs to be cremated and returned to China.
Lin Feng did not think of this before, heard the words, said: "Okay, let me know, let's rest! Now it's a big mess, even Spa has left Mogadishu. You are now too big target." It is not advisable to come out again, let me deal with it, and promise to finish it tonight!"
"You can't go alone, we send four people to follow you." Xia Jinyuan Lisuo untied the special knots on K7, and carefully placed the remains of the martyrs on the ground with the G3.
Because of the arrival of Ye Jian, the martyrs had a slight smile on their lips before they left, and this is still the case.
"Uncap!"
With Xia Jinyuan's heavy voice coming, standing in the dark, the special forces untied the helmet and listened to him with imposing manner: "Respect!"
"Hey!"
A number of neat and fierce voices cut through the night wind, and a total of eight people, including Lin Feng, bowed to the martyrs.
This is the first time they salute the body of the martyrs. There is no sorrow and joy. There is a deep sadness in the evening wind that has been blown.
Returning home, martyrs!
Soon, we can go back to China!
Unfortunately, you can't take your body home.
Sorry, you can only be cremated back home.
This is the regret of the special forces of the Snowy Brigade. They want to return to the country with the remains of the martyrs, but there is no way... The biggest reason is that the weather is not allowed.
At 11 o'clock on the evening of May 6th, a passenger who had just returned from a certain country was safely landed. The sweet voice of the flight attendant came. "Mrs. Gentlemen, good evening, please take your seat belt and wait five minutes. Thank you. Your cooperation."
Those who have gotten up and ready to open the luggage compartment will return to their seats and sit down and wait for the flight.
Outside the plane, in addition to a baggage car parked, in addition to the shuttle bus, there are three jeep vehicles for the military area license, and a medium bus waiting.
The cabin door was opened, and seven figures took the lead. The first step was Xia Jinyuan. Step by step, although slow, it was particularly firm to walk down the cabin ladder.
He held a square box in his hand. The box was covered with a red flag that was folded up to the square. The largest five-pointed star of the red flag was folded on top, surrounded by golden stars.
This is the national flag, with the flag of the martyrs returning to the country.
In the depths of the sword, the blood of the sword is filled with blood. Under the sword of the sky, he uses his own body to turn into a strong shield to protect the country. He uses blood to cast bullets into bones. He uses the last erosion of life to complete the responsibility of wearing this military uniform.
Health, wear military uniform, die, cover the national flag!
The commemoration of the return of the martyrs is the leadership of a certain base in the northwest, as well as the comrades of the troops where the martyrs lived. His comrades-in-arms, his squad leader, platoon leader and company commander have arrived.
As the cabin door opened, everyone lined up neatly and bowed to the military figure.
Dear comrades who have already sacrificed, respect the soldiers who are desperate to bring back to their comrades!
The box containing the ashes of the martyrs was handed over to the squad leader of the army where the martyrs were in the middle of their lives. The red-hot summer and modern eyes looked like they had already cried, red eyes, dry tears, and the solemn squad leader, whispered: "Sorry, did not complete him. bring back."
I can't bring the remains of the martyrs back to China. I can't let the comrades, friends, and relatives of the martyrs see him again. Sorry... I am really sorry.
(End of this chapter)