Wan Lin was even more anxious. Xiaohua had never left without saying hello. This time he must have encountered something special. He was not worried about their safety. He knew that there was nothing that could make these two elf-like little ones.
Something is threatened.
What he is most worried about is what catastrophic disaster Xiaobai, a little guy who doesn't understand human living habits, will cause. After all, they are animals. They have no human concept of good and evil, and they only rely on their own likes and dislikes to decide any creature against them. Xiaohua
He has always followed himself and has long been accustomed to obeying his orders. It is difficult for Xiaobai to say that, after all, the contact time is too short.
Wan Lin turned to look at Xiaoya, who was spinning around anxiously, and said softly: "Don't worry, as long as Xiaohua is here, they will definitely come back! But after Xiaobai comes back, you must strengthen his training and never let him do whatever he wants!
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Xiaoya's delicate face was filled with pear blossoms, and her voice sounded like crying: "Is it still useful to say this now? Who knows if they will come back?"
Before she finished speaking, two figures, one yellow and one white, suddenly appeared in the distance and rushed towards the two of them. "Xiaobai, Xiaohua...wu..." Xiaoya's voice trembled as she squatted down and suddenly picked up the two little things.
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Xiaobai shook his big tail shamelessly, as if he was returning home with great honor. But Xiaohua knew that leaving without saying goodbye was causing trouble, so she drooped her tail, buried her head in Xiaoya's soft chest, and peeked at Wan Lin with her eyes.
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Wan Lin tightened his face and shouted to Xiaohua: "Come down, what are you doing?" Seeing Wan Lin's livid face, Xiaohua timidly broke away from Xiaoya and jumped to the ground, taking out the light blue star from her mouth.
The gem was handed to Wan Lin.
Wan Lin bent down to take the stone, raised his foot to kick Xiaohua, and raised his hand angrily to throw the stone away. "Ouch" Xiaobai, who followed Xiaohua to the ground, suddenly roared, and his eyes glowed pink.
, squatted back, and was about to pounce on Wan Lin.
"Ouch" Xiaohua saw Xiaobai's movements, raised her right paw and slapped Xiaobai hard, knocking Xiaobai to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Xiaoya shouted loudly to Wan Lin, reaching out to grab the sapphire. Seeing Xiaobai lying on the ground and groaning, she quickly bent down to pick up Xiaobai and said to Xiaobai: "You can't hit me.
Sister! Xiaobai just needs to be obedient from now on." Xiaobai put his head into Xiaoya's arms and wagged his tail aggrievedly.
At this time, Minister Niu of the Changbai Military Region drove up to pick them up. Dean Wan walked down from the stairs and saw Xiaohua and Xiaobai back. He said nothing and waved them to get in the car quickly.
The car drove straight through the gate of the Changbai Military Region Military Hospital and went straight to the "Farewell Hall" in the backyard. There were two rows of fully armed soldiers on both sides of the gate of the farewell hall.
When they saw Dean Wan and Minister Niu, who had the rank of lieutenant general and major general hanging on their shoulders as they got out of the car, they shouted: "Salute...", and the two rows of mighty soldiers lifted the gun body to the front of the body with their right hand, and moved the magazine with their left hand.
He looked at the two generals with "swish" eyes and then came down to the hospital, Director Liu, Wan Lin and Xiaoya.
Dean Wan and others returned a military salute to the soldiers who saluted them with a solemn expression, and then walked into the hall filled with wreaths.
A long black banner hangs on the wall directly opposite the hall, with the solemn white characters "Revolutionary Martyrs Live Forever" on it. Rows of neat black square boxes are placed on the long table in the middle of the hall, surrounded by flowers.
Dean Wan looked at the rows of urns that suddenly appeared in front of him. His originally solemn face suddenly became very old, and his body shook violently. Xiaoya and Wan Lin next to him quickly held his arms on both sides.
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Dean Wan gently pushed Xiaoya and Wan Lin away, stood up slowly, slowly raised his right hand to his forehead, and murmured: "Brothers! I'm here, your Company Commander Wan is here...
It's gone!" He rushed to the stage, touching the cold boxes lying quietly on the stage, tears streaming down his face!
Wan Lin and Xiaoya stood at attention and gave a solemn military salute to the martyrs on the stage, then took off their military hats and bowed deeply three times. They represented the soldiers and the younger generation in saluting the martyrs!
The mournful music slowly sounded in the hall. The sad tones and the solemn and solemn military honor guard outside the door attracted many people who came to the hospital for medical treatment. The crowd of onlookers grew and grew, and the backyard of the hospital was filled in an instant.
After saluting, Minister Niu and Dean Liu came over, helped Dean Wan and comforted him softly. Dean Wan straightened up, looked at the brothers affectionately, and said loudly: "Let's go! Brothers, the old company commander will take you back."
Home!" His tone suddenly became sonorous and forceful, and his eyes full of tears oozed with tears.
This is the soldier, this is the sorrow and the transformation of strength of the soldiers of the Republic! Death on the battlefield is the glory of the soldier. Dean Wan feels honored and honored to have such a subordinate!
Following the words, a group of female soldiers with black bands on their arms and white flowers on their chests suddenly appeared in the hall. They gently picked up the urns of the martyrs and slowly walked out of the hall with the music of mourning. They quietly placed the urns next to them.
On an uncovered military truck, there were two rows of fully armed soldiers facing outwards on both sides of the truck. Above the cab in front of the truck was an eye-catching plaque with white letters on a black background: "Send the martyrs home"!
When the crowd of onlookers outside saw this scene, they suddenly realized that these were the ashes of the martyrs. A little boy of six or seven years old suddenly broke away from his mother's hand, ran to the wreath placed at the entrance of the hall, picked two flowers, and ran to the truck.
In front of the child, Xiaoya called out in a childish voice: "Uncle, help me dedicate it to them!" Xiaoya walked to the boy and picked him up, letting him scatter flowers on the urn, and then gently sent him to his mother.
Seeing the boy's actions, one, two, three people on the side... countless people came forward spontaneously, silently grabbed the flowers from the wreath, and gently scattered them on the urns of the martyrs...
Seeing this scene, Dean Wan, whose face was full of tears, suddenly straightened his back and shouted loudly to all the soldiers present: "All soldiers: salute..."!
The vigorous word "salute" seemed particularly heavy and long in front of the quiet farewell hall. All the soldiers present raised their chests and raised their heads in front of the crowd who presented flowers to the martyrs - salute!
Guided by two military jeeps with police lights on, the hearse slowly drove out of the military hospital...
The hearse drove slowly towards the military airport under the guidance of two dark green military jeeps. Dean Wan did not get into the jeep, but took Wan Lin and Xiaoya to stand in the compartment of the open truck, accompanying the martyrs' spirits. Xiaohua
, Xiaobai seemed to feel the sad anger, standing on the shoulders of Xiaoya and Wan Lin, his mouth tightly closed, and his two eyes staring brightly ahead.