Doomsday: I, Commander of the Red Police

The residence of the commander of the Reconstruction Army in Mission Hills.

Although it was already two or three o’clock in the morning, Luo Chen’s study was still lit.

Knock knock, a knock on the door.

“Commander, I’m in.”

Ling Wujiu’s voice came from outside the door, interrupting Luo Chen’s thoughts.

He put down the report in his hand: “Come in.” ”

I saw the intimate little adjutant come in with a cup of steaming chicken soup.

“Commander, hard work, I got chicken soup stew with American ginseng, and some small snacks.”

“Ah, trouble you Xiaojiu.”

Luo Chen thanked him, he had already smelled the scent, and he had been working since the night until now, and he really hadn’t eaten.

I was a little hungry when I smelled the food.

The Great War ended, with the total victory of the Baath Army, but there were also many things to deal with in the aftermath.

For example, Jinsha Lake Prison can be transformed into a Jinsha Lake large farm, growing grain, vegetables, and fruits to supply the base.

Without the threat of the Sands mob, as long as the highway is emptied, it will be an important food supply base in the future.

The casualty statistics after the battle also came out, and throughout the battle, the Baath Army also had certain casualties.

Nineteen were killed and twenty-three were slightly wounded.

Counting the 5 soldiers who died before Saber 6, a total of 24 people were killed in order to clear the Jinsha Gang.

The report that Luo Chen is looking at now is post-war statistics.

In fact, Luo Chen is already quite satisfied with this battle result, a battle of several thousand people, there will always be some casualties, the vast majority of which are caused when attacking the Jinsha Gang’s lair.

The complex terrain of street fighting is the main cause of casualties.

Compared with the Sands Gang mob, there were more than 2,876 casualties, and almost every revival army killed in battle had to be exchanged for more than a hundred thugs.

This exchange ratio is already a very good-looking exchange ratio, war, where are the undead.

The Golden Sands Gang also rescued many civilians and girls who were used as tools to vent their desires.

For the thugs and prisoners of war of the Jinsha Gang, Luo Chen decided to shoot all those who committed the most heinous crimes in a public trial, and those who did not have blood on their hands were reformed through labor.

It was precisely because of so much work at hand that Luo Chen was busy until late at night and could not sleep.

Xiao Jiu intimately made a late-night snack at this time, which helped him a lot.

“How? Commander, does it taste okay? ”

“Well, it’s so fragrant.” Once people are hungry, everything they eat is fragrant, not to mention it is indeed fragrant.

When you work in the middle of the night, you can still have beautiful girls to cook for you to eat, and how you think about it is a dream of a dead house.

Change things that you didn’t dare to think about before.

“The commander should rest early after the supper, and tomorrow he will have to deal with the burial ceremony.”

Luo Chen paused and sighed.

“As a commander, the only nerve-wracking thing is this, the things I see are data, but these data are human lives.”

Seeing this, Ling Wujiu couldn’t help but hug Luo Chen distressedly: “The commander shouldn’t have too much psychological burden.” ”

“I’m fine, I’m fine…” Luo Chen patted the adjutant’s small hand and showed a bitter smile.

The night was silent, and the difficult night was over.

Early the next morning, on a cloudy day, all the soldiers and officers of the Reconstruction Army who remained at the base waited silently in a built cemetery next to the base.

As three Z-8 transport helicopters slowly reached the ground.

“All stand upright! Greet comrades! ”

With the shouts of the herald, all the personnel immediately stood upright.

The company of immediate guards acting as honor guards kicked and walked to the cabin.

One coffin after another covered with the Baath Army flag was carefully lifted, and the honor guard also kicked and walked to the open space in front of the troops.

Then they carefully lowered the coffin.

Li Mo gave a military salute to Luo Chen.

“Report Commander! Mission accomplished! All the soldiers of the assault battalion live up to their mission! ”

“Homecoming!”

“Yes!”

Luo Chen forcefully returned a military salute, and then walked to one coffin after another with a solemn face, and lugged again.

“Tribute to the 24 warriors!” The commander-in-chief shouted.

Then he took the lead in taking off his military hat, dragging it with one hand, while maintaining a military posture, with a mourning look.

Everyone took off their military hats at this moment and paid tribute to the dead heroes.

For a while, it seemed that even the air froze at this moment, and even the onlookers in the distance spontaneously bowed their heads and mourned.

“Honor guard! Salute the gun! ”

“Ready! Put! ”

After giving an order, the honor guard neatly raised the rifle in their hands and fired neatly at the sky.

“Put it again!” Another neat series of gunshots.

It was not until three shots later that the herald shouted.

“Rebbe!” The honor guard neatly put the guns at their feet.

The 24 coffins were now neatly placed in the 24 neat graves that had already been excavated.

The soldiers, even if they died, remained in order, and the 24 tombs seemed to be still preparing for a charge.

Each grave is marked with the soldier’s name, age, date of death, and combat experience.

The soldiers carefully shoveled the earth and buried the coffin neatly.

Later, it was Luo Chen who took the lead and put the white chrysanthemum symbolizing mourning in front of the tombstone.

“Bugler! Blow out the lights! ”

The bugler immediately raised his bugle and blew the familiar melody of the lights-out trumpet, and this time, they could finally rest in peace.

Luo Chen had never participated in any military funeral, this was the first time he had participated in such a ceremony, and he might have to attend many, many such funerals in the future.

Maybe it’s just 24 tombstones now, and more will come in the future.

Luo Chen once went to the Martyrs’ Cemetery, a mountain commemorating the Battle of Kunlun Pass, when he was young, the only thing he remembered were countless neat tombstones.

Each tombstone is a soldier who died at the time, and their youngest, even underage, died on the first day of the battle.

Now, he seemed to recall the scene he had seen.

“This damn apocalypse, sooner or later, I will end him with my own hands!”

Luo Chen silently made such a wish in his heart, and then took a deep look at the cemetery again, and left on the east wind warrior.