Thousands of soldiers from the Third Hun Brigade lined up in front of the tomb garden. The formation was neat and not loose at all.
Not a single chair or even an umbrella was prepared for the entire burial ceremony. Only a few reporters were allowed.
At this time, an adjutant walked over quickly and whispered: "Jin Zuo, some people from the Ministry of War said they wanted to send someone to get umbrellas and chairs..."
Huang Taize, who was looking ahead, said disdainfully: "The soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country are being buried. Who has the right to sit down? What's wrong with being caught in the rain? A mere raindrop is not a rain of bullets, but it can kill someone?"
So the officials who came to participate in the ceremony also received the same treatment - they were not allowed to hold umbrellas or sit down, and they had to stand in the rain.
The military band belonging to the Third Mixed Brigade was playing, and the rich and deep music produced by the ensemble of drums, flutes, and bamboo instruments lingered in the huge tomb garden, and everyone present was in awe.
The music is mixed with the patter of rain, and the movement of nature adds a sense of sadness and solemnity.
This is the "music of advocacy", which is a traditional Chinese military music combination. The frontier armies of the Han Dynasty used it to strengthen their military power, and later it was gradually used in court gatherings and other occasions.
Standing in front of the first battalion, Zhou Changfeng noticed several groups of soldiers walking over, carrying three elegiac couplets.
The first painting is "Blue Blood and Red Heart", which was inscribed by Lin Xi, a bachelor of Wuyingdian and a minister of the National Defense Cabinet.
The eight characters in the second painting, "The flag is always there, the sun and the moon shine forever" were written by Wu Weihuan, the Duke of Wei and the commander of the garrison command department.
The four words "Serve the Country with Loyalty" on the last page were inscribed by Huang Taize himself.
Now, he steadily climbed onto the high platform and said solemnly into the microphone:
"Things have changed over the past few decades. Today is no longer what it used to be. Brothers, the long-lasting peace has made many people question whether the Ming Dynasty has kept a low profile and bided its time. It is no longer good at military affairs and has let its horses go to the south."
"It is useless to refute questions with words. You have to rely on your fists to produce real results. Now, our troops have been ordered to go out and fight thousands of miles to return victoriously!"
"This victory was hard-won and of great significance. It announced the end of an era and broke all doubts. From then on, no one dared to look down on the Imperial Army."
"The living are beautiful and the dead are silent. This has always been the case in ancient and modern times. But how can we forget the friendship? In this battle, a total of four hundred and twenty-three soldiers died for the country. They are buried today in their proper place."
While he was speaking in a deep voice, groups of soldiers held golden sandalwood boxes containing the relics of the fallen officers and soldiers in their hands, steadily came to each tomb, and then put them into small pits made of pre-dug stone slabs. .
After they left, hundreds of soldiers filed in. They carried baskets filled with wine bottles and placed a bottle on each tomb.
The misty autumn rain came and went as quickly as it came. Halfway through, when the funeral ceremony came to an end, the rain stopped and the clouds dispersed, and bright sunshine suddenly shone on the earth.
The news that Zhou Changfeng was transferring to the Marine Corps had already spread throughout the Third Brigade, so that night, the officers who had not seen each other for many days couldn't wait to have a dinner party.
Zhu Lizhuo, who had a good relationship with him and was especially good at music and mathematics, was the most reluctant to give up.
"This is too weird. I just let you go. From now on, our trip will be much more boring without you."
"What? Are you so reluctant to give up?" Zhou Changfeng joked with a smile: "Then you can follow me."
As the deputy chief of staff responsible for coordinating firepower, Zhu Lizhuo is definitely qualified in artillery command, but how could he go to the newly built Marine Regiment? The military ranks don't match up.
The regimental military adjutant should be a major, and Zhu Lizhuo should also be promoted to lieutenant colonel this time, on the same level as Zhou Changfeng.
"Oh, it's not impossible. It's not unusual for an exception to appear." Zhu Lizhuo looked at it unconcerned. He picked up the wine cup and took a sip, "The organization of this regiment is so weird. It's obviously an attempt. The Navy will probably create a Marine Brigade or Marine Division."
In terms of personality, the sissy Zhu Lizhuo is actually a very good-natured guy who loves to join in the fun and is not afraid of causing trouble when watching the fun.
My good brother is going to another unit, and his life will be half as fun in the future!
On a whim, he did want to apply for transfer, but after calming down, he hesitated.
On the dinner table, under the lamplight, people were drinking and drinking, and the officers were talking about it.
Everyone chatted for a long time, and suddenly someone said coldly, "I'm afraid our old man won't agree."
A highly regarded battalion commander ran away, and now the deputy chief of staff wants to run away again? Huang Taize may have a big head.
After a while, Zhu Lizhuo made up his mind.
He glanced around at everyone present, and his eyes finally rested on Zhou Changfeng, "Let's go, let's go, it's too boring to stay here."
It can be said that he is a restless person. If he is really happy to live a leisurely life for the rest of his life, why bother joining the army? Royal status is an iron rice bowl.
Zhou Changfeng was quite moved by this. He never thought that someone would really follow him? It seems that the two of Zhu Lizhuo's four irons in life are not in vain.
With his royal status as a guarantee, Zhu Lizhuo was not worried about his future. Early the next morning, he submitted an application to Huang Taize.
Huang Taize, who was speechless, stared at him for five seconds before he said, "Did you collude all night long?"
"Doesn't it count? It was just a last-minute decision. I guess it would be boring to stay here without having to fight for several years. I thought about joining the Marine Corps. If a war breaks out, I would be the first to fight." Zhu Lizhuo expressed his thoughts easily.
Facing the stern Huang Taize, Zhu Lizhuo was one of the few guys in the third mixed brigade who dared to smile playfully.
Of course, even if he usually dares to do this, he won't be confused. At least he is still very well-behaved on the front line.
In fact, compared to Zhou Changfeng, who was more respected, Huang Taize did not pay much attention to Zhu Lizhuo. Since the latter had already considered transferring, he had no intention of retaining him.
It's going to rain and my mother is getting married, how can I keep her?
"I can't keep you, so do whatever you want."
"Okay, thank you Junzuo."
As for the Navy, although there are many candidates for the leadership of the two newly-established Marine Corps regiments, there are not many other positions. This gives Zhu Lizhuo an opportunity.
But unfortunately, the candidate for the chief of staff has been finalized. After some contact and discussion, the Dongyang Fleet only agreed to let him be transferred to the chief officer of the mountain artillery battalion.
To become the artillery battalion commander with the lieutenant colonel? Usually only independent elite heavy field artillery battalions have this configuration. The artillery battalion commanders of ordinary brigades and divisions are all majors.
"It can be considered a injustice to you. The dignified deputy chief of staff of the Third Hungry Brigade deigned to come to the First Marine Regiment as the battalion commander." Zhou Changfeng spread his hands.
Zhu Lizhuo was very optimistic about this. He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Hey, what's the point of being condescending? I'll lose if this weird regiment-level organization can exist for one year. Then I'll invite you to the 'Yunfang Pavilion' three times." .”
Seeing him pulling me like this, Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly and said sadly: "Oh, by the way, you also have to come to the Marine Corps' training class to make up lessons."
"What?"
(End of chapter)
