"Now promulgate the list of second-class national heroes!"
In the Great Hall of the capital, Mr. Wang held up a red letter with a list of names.
"Lin Yu, Zhang Mo, Xiao Jiaqi, Wang Bo, Zhao Yilong..."
The red list filled three pages and contained nearly two hundred people.
However, the situation at the scene is that often after ten people are chanting, only one person will get up and walk to the merit platform to receive the second-class merit medal.
The people of Daxia who saw this scene fell silent.
Honor and sacrifice indeed coexist at the same time.
A glorious second-class hero, but he is useless on the battlefield.
In the end, there were only eighteen people standing on the merit platform holding second-class merit medals. Five of them came in wheelchairs, three had their left arms missing, four were on crutches, and only six The individual appears intact.
The two major Western alliances were also shocked when they saw this scene.
"They are the heroes of the country, and their names will forever be engraved on the Heroic Soul Monument in front of the Red Palace in the capital!"
After saying that, Mr. Wang immediately announced the first-class national merit medal.
Fifteen names in total.
"Comrade Qiu Hao, commander of the reconnaissance company of the Southwest Military Region!"
Call someone and no one comes forward.
"Comrade Xiao Han, instructor of the Southeast Military Region's Sharp Knife Battalion!"
I shouted again and no one stood up.
It wasn't until the eighth person was called that a middle-aged man with a white gauze wrapped around his left eye stood up and limped toward the merit platform. Only his intact right eye revealed unparalleled perseverance and tenacity.
At this moment, countless senior generals stood up silently and paid attention.
A trace of relief and distress flashed through Mr. Wang's eyes, and he loudly announced the middle-aged officer's battlefield achievements.
"In the Central Plains Military Region, the Eighth Infantry Regiment of the Army, Kun Ping, a former second lieutenant officer, led a company of 80 people to station on Cliff No. 53. Facing nearly 3,000 enemy troops, after running out of ammunition, he took the lead in launching a close combat with four enemies. With the strength and years of training of a class divine pattern master, he killed 89 enemy soldiers, seriously injured 75 enemy soldiers, and repelled 13 enemy attacks. When he was discovered by the logistics troops, his left eye was gouged out by the enemy soldiers, and his facial muscles were removed. Fifty-seven percent laceration, 88 wounds on the whole body, blood loss has reached 6 liters, almost dead, still relying on the saber inserted in the cracks of the rocks to maintain a fighting posture, which shocked the logistics troops who entered the battlefield to clean up the battlefield. Comrade Kunping He protected the most dangerous pass for the entire Hoh Xil campaign, with great achievements and shocking deeds..."
Hear these specific feats and battle details.
Even the many senior generals who had experienced hundreds of battles were trembling.
When he looked at the middle-aged infantry commander named Kun Ping, his eyes were full of deep respect and distress.
No wonder he received the first-class merit medal.
Those horrific statistics will probably be engraved in the history of Daxia's military from now on.
Kunping limped to the merit platform, lowered his head slightly, and Mr. Wang personally put the golden first-class merit medal on his chest.
at the same time.
Central Plains City, Chang'an City.
An old couple who went to the military commissary to buy groceries were crying in front of the TV screen at the gate of the military commissary.
Especially hearing those few words.
"The left eye was gouged out by the enemy..."
"88 wounds all over the body..."
"Blood loss has reached 6 liters..."
The old woman cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. Suddenly her vision went dark, her knees went weak, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, her husband helped her in time, but her husband was also in tears at the moment, and the white stubble on his lips kept trembling.
The soldier in the munitions department looked at Kunping on the TV screen, then at the old couple crying in tears, and finally at the personal information the old couple had just registered.
The surname inside is Kun.
He realized something in his heart, walked out silently, took the plastic bags carried by the two of them, turned around and entered the military supplies department.
When you come out again.
The translucent red plastic bag has been transformed into a complete grain bag.
Three full grain bags.
"If the address is OK, I will arrange for someone to deliver it to your home later."
the soldier said softly.
Someone nearby saw the three grain bags explode immediately.
"Every person is given one kilogram of rice, flour, grains and oil per day. Why are they given at least ten kilograms more?"
The quartermaster soldier instantly raised his head and said nothing, but his extremely angry eyes still made everyone around him shut up.
"Is it too much for me to give a few more kilograms of grain to the parents of the country's first-class hero?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him fell silent, except for the old woman's cry.
Meanwhile, the Beijing City Hall continues.
After Kunping, there are two living first-class heroes.
One was a special operations team member from the Jiangnan Military Region, and his waist jingled when he came on stage. When Mr. Wang inquired, he learned that he was carrying the wardrobe keys of other special operations team members.
Just because that special force was the vanguard, everyone except him had been killed in Hoh Xil.
He fought until the end when he suddenly realized that he no longer had any comrades beside him.
Then he staggered and ran on the battlefield, looking for the bodies of his comrades, but he could hardly find a whole body. The worst thing was that even the facial bones were riddled with bites.
In the end, he was rescued by the logistics team in despair with a bunch of blood-stained keys.
When he told these things, everyone could hear that he was trying to stay calm, but everyone could also see his lips and palms trembling every second.
The Great Hall of the Capital fell silent, followed by an overwhelming applause.
"You will carry the will of your comrades and live well, well done!" Mr. Wang hugged the trembling soldier.
Then came the third and last living first-class hero.
To everyone's surprise, it was a young man who looked very young.
Many officers present frowned slightly.
Just because they didn't find any trauma on this young man!
Chuck took a deep breath and walked onto the high platform. Although his hands and feet were sound, the tragic deeds of the other first-class heroes kept echoing in his mind, and then he felt that his sound hands and feet were as important as a thousand pieces at this moment.
Especially the countless pairs of questioning eyes at the scene.
It even made Chuck thorn in his back.
"Zhang Ce, the second-level staff officer of the National General Staff, predicted before the war that the enemy would attack on a large scale from various cliffs in the Hoh Xil Mountains. Although he did not directly participate in the war, his strategic planning helped the country avoid the complete end of the entire battle. Sexual failure laid the strongest foundation for victory in the Battle of Hoh Xil."
At this point, many officers on the scene had a look of realization, and the doubts in their eyes began to fade away.
At this moment, Chuck's eyes were still wandering, and he didn't dare to face the eyes of so many people below.
Mr. Wang glanced at Chuck, already understanding the reason for the young man's uneasiness, he added with a smile.
"If Chuck hadn't proposed the cliff defense plan."
"It may be difficult for even one of the second-class heroes to come back alive."
There was cheerful laughter and applause one after another.
The living second-class heroes, as well as Kun Ping and the special operations team member, also looked at Chuck with grateful eyes at this moment.
Indeed, they sacrifice their lives to defend the security of their homeland.
But if there are no top geniuses to advise behind the scenes.
Perhaps even if they poured out the last drop of blood, they would not be able to change the outcome of the final defeat.
From a certain perspective, this genius consultant who proposed a cliff defense line made it possible for the dead not to die in vain, and for the living to see the moment when victory came.
Finally, thunderous applause broke out.
Chuck also trembled and raised his inferior head.
