That night Gu Mengmeng didn’t go back to the city and stayed in the regimental Conway dormitory.
Before going to bed, she went to Qiao Jun’s mother’s room and talked with her. She said, Auntie, I saw Qiao Jun the other day, and I am very happy. I look excited and proud. Auntie, if you know your son, you should know that since you came to the 368 th Army, other soldiers have different lives. Every officer of them can be recruited as a soldier, and you should be proud.
Joe’s mother got up in tears and put on clothes, saying that she still wanted to go to the mourning hall to accompany the cenotaph.
Then I will accompany you to Gu Mengmeng to shed tears.
I have lost an inseparable part of my body, but I still have to face the sad scene for the last time. What a heartbreaking mother should be.
Joe’s mother walked to the mourning hall just 5 meters away.
I met several soldiers who were ready to go back to the house to rest.
They all stopped to stretch out their hands and salute the heroic mother with tears until they were far away from sight, but in the heavy night, they could still see tall and straight figures staring silently in the direction of the mourning hall.
Joe’s mother refused to let Gu Mengmeng stay with her. She said she would spend the last night quietly with her son.
Gu Mengmeng silently agreed.
When she got up and went back to the dormitory, she said to the soldiers at the gate, thank you for taking care of Joe’s mother.
Soldiers say but admire gave her a military-like salute and looked straight into the distance. Two hundred and eleven Memorial service.
1-year Spring Festival
It was a cold wind blowing all night on the fourth night of the Lunar New Year’s Day, and it was like a person crying and smelling sad.
I got up early in the morning and lost sleep. Gu Mengmeng received Enya’s words that she He Yang had arrived at the army auditorium. She simply smelled the room in Conway, as if the man had a deep breath and then went to the memorial service ceremony to meet Enya.
The army auditorium has always been full of laughter and loud military songs, and it has never been covered with black veil like this one day. The atmosphere is solemn and farewell to their brothers and good comrades Qiao Jun.
Qiao Jun’s photo is hung in the middle of the auditorium, surrounded by flowers and elegant and noble black gauze. The picture is hung on the left and right. Fang Qiqi has a white tray. The most worn captain in Qiao Jun’s life is folded and quietly placed there. The congratulatory group looks serious and solemnly puts a military cap and military emblem on the clothes.
Just finished this heart-wrenching military mother came to see you off, and the crying resounded in an auditorium.
With the help of the soldiers, Joe’s mother came in from the entrance of the auditorium step by step with grief.
Gu Mengmeng Enya’s eyes were bubbling with hot tears at the same time, and they couldn’t help but meet and accept the limp from the soldiers. Joe’s mother helped her to Qiao Jun’s burial ground along her finger direction.
Joe’s mother shouted her son’s nickname over and over again, and tears washed away her thoughts of him over and over again.
The leaders of the military region came, the officers came, the soldiers came, and everyone silently lined up, silently staring at the photos with tears and laughing at Qiao Jun.
He Tuan walked on the stage with heavy steps after he couldn’t remember how many deep breaths he had taken. His eyes were sore and he looked at the hoarse voice command of the officers and men in Taiwan
take off one’s hat (in respect)
However, the officers and men expressed their respect and condolences to Qiao Jun
Political commissar Xu of the Military Region delivered a eulogy.
The forceful sound echoed in the auditorium before the political commissar of senior colonel walked out of the stage.
Leaders, relatives and comrades of martyrs
Today, we are deeply saddened to mourn the martyr Qiao Jun who died heroically in Operation Sword. On behalf of the officers and men of Unit 368 of the Party Committee of the Military Region, I would like to express my deep condolences to the martyr Qiao Jun and my cordial condolences to the relatives of the martyrs.
In January this year, Qiao Jun martyrs gave their young and precious lives.
Heroic feats are earth-shaking and heroic.
The hero has gone to Changhong.
Let’s always remember the 14th of the month, the unforgettable day of the death of heroes, and let’s always remember the names of Qiao Jun martyrs.
Heroic sacrifice in the sword operation, the martyrs are immortal.
April 14
Western valentine’s day
Chinese Spring Festival
But Qiao Jun, a martyr who was unknown and could not even praise his sacrifice, left us forever.
The memorial service is coming to an end, and the leaders and participants express their condolences to their families. Gu Mengmeng graciously helped to cry into tears, but when Joe’s mother was sad and shed tears, a person rushed in at the entrance of the auditorium.
A tall and straight figure, a figure that makes Gu Mengmeng hold her breath in an instant.
Seeing him take off his military cap in a few strides, he rushed to the center of the mourning hall, and people stood still for a long time with their backs to the eyes that were surprised at him.
Gu Mengmeng gave Enya Joe’s mother and trudged towards Conway without saying a word from the door.
Only when I was close did I feel that his shoulder was constantly stirring up Gu Mengmeng’s heart, and a great pain spread rapidly from the bottom of my heart. She walked slowly behind him carefully with tears in her eyes and hugged her deeply from behind quietly, crying her lover deeply.
Conway body quiver but didn’t immediately look back.
He hissed and asked MengMeng in a low voice.
Well, it’s me
I’m here, she sobbed.
His stiff body softened as if he had lifted his heart and lifted Qiao Jun’s military uniform and wept bitterly.