Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 656 Victory Parade
The "Soul Consolation Ceremony" held by the Religious Affairs Office at the foot of Chengmai City was a great success.The Senate believes that enough people have been killed, and there is no need to toss the dead with mysteries.So no matter beheading for public display or hanging the corpse on a tree from Chengmai all the way to Qiongshan, or even the ancient "Jingguan" was not done.The captives and migrant workers set up several large cremation pyres near the sea, cremated the corpses, built several elegant mass graves to bury the ashes, and erected a "monument to the fallen."The church, the new Taoism, and the monks recruited from the local area held a three-day puja in the local area. Wu Shimang and his gang were tired, and the stench of the day when the corpse was burned made them lose their appetite for several days.

The rituals of the dead are for the living to see. After this large-scale religious ceremony, not only the whole of Chengmai, but also the people in Qiongshan, Ding'an, Wenchang and other places have greatly improved their views on the "kun thieves". On the mainland, the reputation of the Kun thief's benevolence and righteousness has also spread.

Everyone talked a lot, saying that the Fubo army not only collected the enemy's corpses for burial, but also held a ceremony to save the souls of the dead, and erected a monument to commemorate them. Obviously, they were not tyrannical and rude people.

The total number of Fubo Army's dead including missing persons was 160.Originally, He Ying wanted to make a coffin on the spot and transport it back to Cuigang for burial.But Liu Muzhou thought it would be better to send the urn back for burial after being cremated on the spot.

"It's not good." He Ying has investigated the local folk customs, "The habit of burial is deeply rooted, so let's change it to cremation..."

"The cremation system must be promoted from now on." Liu Muzhou said, "This war is an opportunity. If we want to take care of all the old social systems, we don't have to do anything. Let's start with our own people!"

During the ceremony held for the dead of the Fubo Army, an infantry battalion remaining in Chengmai fired three salvos, and then twelve artillery pieces fired three times.The military flag hangs down in mourning, everything is very solemn and solemn, and finally the military band plays "Stay With Me".Even the most haughty senatorial officers were now weeping over the death of the native soldiers whom they had so often regarded as cannon fodder.

In ceremonies honoring the fallen, the military received dignity not just from the officers and soldiers but from those who taught them new killing weapons and tactics.The army is not a simple tool, it is made up of people.

He Ming thought to himself, I hope the elders can understand this truth.He stared at the blazing fire next to the sea, with black smoke rising into the sky, adding a lot of camphor and cypress firewood to make the smell in the air not as nauseous as it was a few days ago.The sea breeze disperses the smoke from time to time, making the air much better.He quietly asked the adjutant beside him: "Is the car ready?"

"The car is here," whispered the adjutant.

As soon as the ceremony is over, he will go back to Lingao to participate in the formulation of the next military action plan.The first is the military operations of the army advancing to the front lines of Qiongshan, Wenchang, and Ding'an, and then the formation of garrison companies in various counties.

After the ceremony, he immediately returned to the temporary headquarters.Zhu Quanxing, commander of the 6th Infantry Battalion who stayed in Chengmai, was waiting for him.

"I'm going back to Ma Niao immediately." He Ming said simply, "After I leave, the Chengmai work team will be here in a few days. You should help the work team establish our authority around Chengmai as soon as possible, especially Law and order clean up."

"Yes, I will do my best."

"You must do your best, but you must 'cooperate' to do it." He Ming pointed out this point emphatically, "You must clearly distinguish between the primary and the secondary."

Zhu Quanxing said loudly: "Yes, I understand!"

"It's good if you understand. This time when the troops return to defense, only your 6th Battalion is left. The soldiers may complain a little bit when they have to go into security operations without rest. You should pay more attention to the movements of the troops.

"Director Wei said that the condolence team to Chengmai will come soon. The meritorious service evaluation has also begun-this will attract a large part of the soldiers' attention."

The jeep was running on the potholed post road, and the road of Shan Daoqian's captive construction team had not yet been repaired to Chengmai.It was raining outside, and the rain was rushing against the windshield, and the wind was spinning the rain into the car.Wet his uniform.He Ming sat alone in the back seat of the jeep.The sound of raindrops splashing on the carport was so dense that it was almost inaudible.He looked outside through the window, and the flowing rain made the scenery outside blurred.He said to the driver who was driving: "Slow down!"

"Yes, Comrade Commander."

He closed his eyes, seemingly closing his eyes to rest his mind, but actually his heart was a little fluctuating.

In the past few days, there has been bad news from Ma Niao: it is rumored that some veterans have objections to his combat actions, thinking that the results of the battle are not satisfactory, and they want to launch an impeachment against him in the Senate.This rumor caused a lot of discussion among the veteran officers who had returned to the Ma Niao base.Many people complained.

He Ming didn't care about such remarks—after all, the battle had already been won, and the debate was nothing more than the size of the results.He personally doesn't attach much importance to his own honor. After all, he is already a People's Commissar of the Army, and it is impossible to rise to a higher position if he is promoted.And he believed that his qualifications and prestige and his daily behavior were enough to defeat any bad intentions against him.

The army's first priority now was to quickly occupy the entire island, he thought, and it was necessary to start action immediately to make full use of the aftermath of this great victory.Thinking of this, he put the little unhappiness just now behind his mind.Thinking about what to do after returning to Ma Yao, who to send to organize the security company.

The army base under construction is full of dragons and tigers, and the troops returning from Chengmai have resumed their daily training after a few days of rest.The officers and soldiers fought a big victory and their morale was high.

Today they did not have a formal exercise, but issued an order to "clean up the army!"

Everyone immediately knew that some important person would come from Bairen to inspect the market army.

So everyone got busy.Cleaning the barracks, cleaning the windows, clearing the playground...and then endless personal chores.Wipe the guns and weapons; wash, sew, and repair the flags-although the flags were made before the war, they were already damaged after a big battle; officers and non-commissioned officers polished their sabers, and the cobblers and blacksmiths in the camp were busy Frantic, they repaired sabers, shoes, and all manner of gear.

Even militiamen and militiamen who participated in the war were ordered to clean up their appearance.Haircuts, shavings, baths, washing and mending clothes, the militiamen and militiamen were flattered-they thought they were just people going to work, but they didn't expect that the elders and chiefs would also "inspect" them.Everyone is rumored that rich rewards will be issued after the review.

Yang Zeng cut his hair and shaved his beard in his dormitory.Put on a brand new uniform.This uniform is a new one he got this year, and he has never been willing to wear it.He took it out during the inspection this time.The clothes he wore during the expedition were already in tatters. He had given the old uniform to the logistics department and received a new quilt coupon.Many people had new uniforms, but he was not in a hurry—because he heard the battalion commander accidentally said that a new style of uniform would be changed soon—it was more elegant than the current one.

The orderly Wei Darong was packing his armed belt and combat boots for him.Wei Darong is a young man who looks like a child.Sitting on a small bench, he carefully oiled the boots, and polished the metal parts of the armor belt with the powder of broken tiles to make them look shiny.

"Company commander! I don't know who will come to inspect us?"

"I don't know, probably someone from the executive committee." Yang Zeng, an army officer, knows a little more about the political system of the Trans-Travel Group, "I think there will probably be Chief Wen."

"Is Chief Wen the new emperor?"

"No——" Yang Zeng smiled casually, "Of course not, the emperor of the Australians is in Australia, and the title of the head of the text is 'Lord***********What kind of official? Prefect? ​​General ?”

Yang Zeng couldn't figure out how big an official he should be.However, he was born as a bandit and fled to Hainan because he could not survive on the mainland. He has more knowledge than ordinary people. "I think he is probably a bachelor or something."

Wei Darong was still dissatisfied, because he didn't know what a bachelor was.

"...It's like a prime minister!" Yang Zeng finally came up with a suitable explanation.

"That's right." The orderly understood a little bit, "Your boots are ready."

Yang Zeng put on his boots, fastened his armed belt, and the orderly hung up his command knife.There is a full-length mirror in the officer's dormitory. He looked at himself carefully in the mirror and felt very mighty.Thinking that it was only three years ago that I was guarding the gate of the village with a matchlock gun in Gouer Manor, but now I feel as far away as the things in my previous life.

"Hang up the stars." Wei Darong brought a wooden box.

The box contained the newly awarded medal logo.In order to enhance the sense of honor of soldiers and staff, the Senate conducted a bidding process to formulate a medal system.According to this system, a batch of medals and medals were reissued.

The medal Yang Zeng received was relatively simple: National Defense Service Medal - a flying dragon under the logo of the military branch.This is awarded to military personnel who have served in the army on time, obeyed orders, obeyed commands, and fulfilled their missions faithfully and perfectly. People who have served for almost one year can get it.Then there is the medal for promotion to lieutenant officer: a silver star on a bronze plate.Then there is the Outstanding Service Commendation Medal: It is used to reward outstanding achievements in combat and training, and those who cannot obtain the third-class military medal for minor meritorious service can only receive the Commendation Medal.Xun slightly is the military dark flower on the red bottom plate.

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"Company commander, you have so many medals." Wei Darong said enviously, looking at the medals hanging on his chest.He only has an enlistment training badge, and he is a second-class soldier in terms of military rank.

"They are all ordinary medals." Yang Zeng said, "As long as you work hard, you can get it." In his eyes, the most valuable of these medals is the Pingding Lingao Memorial Medal. Although it is only a souvenir medal, it represents seniority— ―Only those soldiers who served the Australians in the earliest battles are likely to get it: those who participated in the capture of Goujiazhuang and the battle against bandits in Lingao.Yang Zeng was a prisoner in the previous battle, but he soon became a soldier in the next battle.

But Yang Zeng knew that he would soon get a medal with a real different response.The battalion commander had already talked to him and recommended him as a second-class military merit recipient.

If there is no objection after the recommendation, it will definitely be obtained, and the meaning of obtaining the military medal this time is different.It was awarded after the victory review of the whole army, and the honor is much higher than the second-class military merit in ordinary times.

When I became a company commander, I gained military merits, and then I climbed up step by step.He thought of his battalion commander—maybe he would be the battalion commander too soon.

Yang Zeng rattled the chain of the command knife in his hand, and he was a little elated. He looked at his light infantry ribbon and carefully pulled it neatly.Then he took out the officer's revolver, looked at it carefully and inserted it back into the holster.

"How about it?"

"You look so mighty!" Wei Darong praised sincerely.

"Yeah." Yang Zeng looked at his appearance again, "Tell the Sergeant Major that I will check the sanitation of the barracks in the afternoon! Tell him to clean it up."

On the second day, the entire Ma Niao camp was as shiny and spotless as a newly minted coin.Waiting for the arrival of the condolence team.

The five battalions lined up on the big playground at the Mayiao base.With the sound of bugles, companies one by one, with bayonets and flags waving, moved, and formed into formation at certain intervals according to the orders of the officers.Each company has a newly sewn military flag in front of it, and the flag streamers display all kinds of strange patterns in the wind.The artillery carriages of the artillery, even the wheels were wiped clean, neatly arranged, and the polished and shiny cannons were unfolded.All were in freshly washed uniforms, and the soldiers' belts and leggings were as tight as possible.The officers wore all their medals, new white gloves, and the brass trim on the scabbards of their commander's swords was polished to a bright shine.

Every officer and soldier feels that he is small, that he is just a grain of sand in this sea of ​​people.At the same time, he felt his own strength, that he was a member of this huge and powerful whole.

He Ming, Dongmen Chuiyu, Wei Aiwen, Panda and others looked into the distance. According to the notification on the phone, the condolence team will arrive in Ma Niao at ten o'clock in the morning.

"Here we come, we come." Following the arrival of a messenger, a low whisper came.

The agricultural vehicle that the members of the condolence group were riding in stopped far away, and the officers and soldiers saw a group of people walking towards here on the field.

He Ming knew that it was Wen Desi, Chairman of the Executive Committee, Ma Qianju, Prime Minister of the Central Government Affairs Council, Zhan Wuya, Director of Manufacturing, and a group of people's committee members and ministers.The level of the entire condolence group is very high.

He saw that Wen Desi and others had reached the reviewing platform less than ten meters away from the first square formation, so he immediately went up to meet them.At this time, Dongmen Chuiyu gave the command "Stand at attention!" behind him.

Like raindrops, the phalanx made a neat sound, like waves rolling by.

He Ming walked up to Wen Desi and saluted:

"Representative of the Senate!" He Ming roared loudly, "Please review the troops! Commander of the Field Army, He Ming!"

Wen Desi raised his hand in return.Then he walked to the flank of the first battalion accompanied by him, and the trumpeter of the first battalion played a march.Wen Desi raised his hand slightly, and then said a few words of encouragement and condolences to the battalion commander and soldiers.The 1st Infantry Battalion shouted loudly: "Serve the people of the Senate!" Then there was a rhythmic shout, continuous, like a huge wave, from one end of the exercise field to the other.

Yang Zeng stood in front of his company.He has never been so proud and proud.He could feel the same emotions that everyone in the ranks felt—the selflessness, the proud sense of his collective strength, the passionate admiration for the men who had created this army.

When the veterans walked to Yang Zeng's company, Wang Luobin seemed to remember the officer in front of him—he was the best mini rifle shooter back then.

"This is--"

"Yang Zeng." He Ming introduced, "The commander of the light infantry company of the 1st Infantry Battalion."

"Your marksmanship is very accurate!"

"Yes!" He was so nervous that he could hardly speak.

Wen Desi asked: "Has he done any meritorious service?"

"A second-class merit evaluation."

"What a hero." Wen Desi said, and walked forward slowly.

Yang Zeng felt a great sense of happiness enveloped his heart, making him dizzy.At this moment, even if he was asked to attack thousands of enemies with a rifle alone, he would do it without hesitation.

As Wen Desi and others marched, the cheers went from company to company, bugles were blowing, and military drums were beating.The sound grew louder and merged into a deafening roar.

The soldiers looked at the chiefs. Many of them saw the demigod chiefs at close range for the first time. They were all tall and tall, wearing the most ordinary uniforms, without armed belts, boots, medals and Any mark of honor.They are so simple, with serious or tolerant expressions on their faces, waving and nodding to the officers and soldiers.The soldiers were held in their hearts by a kind of love from the bottom of their hearts: the chiefs held inexhaustible wealth and possessed the power of ghosts and gods, but their appearance and dress did not look like an official, or even a rich man.This simple and easy power made the soldiers feel ecstasy and kindness one by one, and they couldn't help but let out louder and louder cheers.

Then the elders came to the queue of militiamen and militiamen. Although the queue here was not as neat as that of the army, their love and affection still made them give out huge cheers that were not inferior.

Wen Desi stood still and raised his hand to the countless dark farmer faces who seemed almost indistinguishable to him:
"Comrades have worked hard!"

A burst of deafening cheers erupted on the exercise ground. The cheers were not as neat as those of the army, but they contained unparalleled enthusiasm.Many people burst into tears in the ranks -- a respect they had never received in their decades of life.Not just being forced to do hard labor as a commoner.

Wen Desi finally said: "Everyone, every comrade, on behalf of the Senate and all the people, I sincerely thank you for everything you have done."

He looked at the people on the training ground:
"You have won the military flag awarded to you by the Senate and the people, and you are worthy of the honor and mission of the military flag."

(End of this chapter)