After bowing three times, Mr. Peng walked to the front, his legs straightened, his eyes swept over, and his grief flashed.

Stand attentively and perform rituals.

"Soldiers."

Take a deep breath and you will be full of energy.

“Accompany!”

The sound lasts until the end.

"Soldiers, join the list!"

A roar came from behind, and a veteran looked moved.

......

The ceremony ended soon, and then a soldier trotted over, stood under the flag, and saluted.

"Is it a comrade from the Eighth Company of Honor?"

Before Platoon Commander Du could react, Xiao Wu, who was beside him, immediately nodded, "Yes, we are from the Eighth Company of Honor, we are."

"This is the acting company commander of the Eighth Company, Du Chuan."

After hearing this, Platoon Commander Du nodded quickly, "Yes, I am."

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The soldier looked solemn and saluted again.

"Company Commander Du and all comrades, please come with me."

After hearing this, everyone immediately followed the young soldiers to the side.

Yang Xiaotao also led the child to follow, and dozens of people walked forward slowly, looking at the coffin in front of him.

Finally, the soldiers stopped and dozens of coffins were in front of everyone.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked over and was holding a folder in his hand.

"Hello, I'm the one who handed over this time."

The middle-aged man saluted first, and then solemnly introduced, "We found the valley where the martyrs were buried based on the geographical location you described and the coordinates provided."

"But, the other party has developed a factory there. After negotiation and digging again, we only found these in front of us."

"According to our sorting, there are a total of forty-six martyrs' remains."

"In addition, we have some relics that are being sorted out there."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the scene was silent.

Du Chuan even held the flagpole tightly, and the blue veins on his hands were clearly visible.

"One hundred and twenty-six people, just forty-six?"

"What about the rest?"

"What about the rest?"

Du Chuan's voice was hoarse, and the people around him were also inexplicably sad.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, and he couldn't answer this question.

The young warrior around him had even red eyes. He knew that the rest could not be found.

It may be harmed by wild animals, or by animals, but the results are the same.

At this moment, the young soldier's heart was filled with anger.

"Old Du!"

Du Chuan's body was trembling with excitement, and Yang Xiaotao hugged the other party quickly.

"Believe me, I will find it back, I will definitely find it back."

"Believe me!"

Du Chuan looked sad and nodded slightly.

Everyone looked sad, but they were forced to look forward.

"Xiao Wu, go and take a look."

Du Chuan croaked, Xiao Wu nodded, and the people around him helped to walk towards the placement of the relics.

Yang Xiaotao helped Du Chuan walk forward.

Du Chuan couldn't see it, so he touched it little by little with his hands. He had to touch each coffin for a long time.

In front of each coffin, it will stand quietly for a while.

"Xiao Yang."

When Du Chuan finished touching the last coffin, he suddenly spoke.

"Old Du, you said."

"Xiao Yang, don't bother."

"Here, there are one hundred and twenty-six souls, and they are back."

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head, he knew that Du Chuan didn't want to make him embarrassed.

I understand better that this is a spiritual sustenance.

Yang Xiaotao didn't say anything, but just reached out to slap Du Chuan's arm.

"Platform leader, platoon leader~~~"

At this moment, Xiao Wu's voice came from a distance. Yang Xiaotao looked in the voice and saw several veterans holding Xiao Wu, and Xiao Wu had a military horn in his hand.

"It's Xiao Wu, he found the military number."

After Yang Xiaotao said that, Du Chuan smiled, "Look, I know that they are here."

"Here, there are only one hundred and twenty-six, they are them."

At this moment, Du Chuan smiled particularly brightly.

"Xiao Wu, blow, assemble call!"

Xiao Wu came to the front, holding a military horn covered in patina.

Hearing Du Chuan's voice, Xiao Wu wiped the corners of his eyes, then picked up the military horn and put it on his mouth.

Take a deep breath.

Xiao Wu blew hard.

The patina-covered warrior made a sneering sound, no longer the previous tone, but it was the sound of their dreams many times.

"Eighth Company of Honor, gather!"

Du Chuan opened his voice and said, "Call the name below."

"Li Fugang."

"arrive!"

A cry sounded.

"Gu Fuguo!"

"arrive!"

The assembly call was blown over and over until the end.

"Li Erwa!"

"arrive..."

After calling one hundred and twenty-six names, Du Chuan's eye mask was already wet, and his body was leaning against Yang Xiaotao, but he held it up, and then he looked at it with the greatest voice, "Eighth Company, all the members have gathered."

"us..."
Chapter completed!