When the three sounds fell into Lin Yaozong's ears, the old man lying on the bed was completely breathless.

He spent his entire life as a horse. When he was young, he was in a peaceful age. He lay on the giant carrier of the Lin family. He ascended the position early. He had an aspiration in his chest, but no achievements. Near the end of the year, when disaster strikes and the situation is turbulent, the voices of the people holding heavy soldiers have increased sharply, leading to the reconstruction of the eight districts and intrigue. He was the first to propose the establishment of generals in the two major theaters of war. He did not mind delegating the power of the Lin family. He divided the soldiers of the Lin family. He only wanted to regroup the military power, stop internal friction, and quickly rebuild his homeland. Important seats.

The Eighth District is the Asian League, the first to re-establish the urban area with the two major theaters as the core, and the military power to regroup the fastest.

The reconstruction of the eight districts was nearing completion. Mr. Lin served as the highest military commander in the Second World War zone, and immediately sent troops to defend the southeast side, helping the reconstruction of the seven districts with relatively weak resources. .

At Beifengkou, the EU region reached too long, and the military cold war period came quietly. The Lin family was the first to develop the nine regions. As a sharp knife force, it repelled 30,000 soldiers from the EU and ensured the two major regions of the seven regions and eight regions. The main city, the right to speak in the United H government, and the top position in the Asian League.

He had remarkable achievements in his later years, with compromises, concessions, worthy of this military uniform, and the shining star on his shoulders and the responsibility it represents.

In recent days, the old man has been holding his breath, waiting for the outcome of the Yanbei Cold War incident. Now that Lin Yaozong has brought the news that the dust is settled, his breath will naturally disperse...

By the bed, Lin Yaozong watched his father lose his breath. After a long silence, his eyes with tears turned to the crowd and said: "Call them in, my dad is gone..."

...

After ten minutes.

In the ward, there were a lot of cryings, and members of the Lin family's heirs came to fifty or sixty.

Mr. Lin has five sons and a daughter. Except for those who occupy important positions outside the district, there is no way to come back in advance. The rest of the children and grandchildren came back to guard the bed when the old man was seriously ill for the first time. At the moment, the crying inside and outside the building shook the sky, and there was a cry of mourning.

Father Lin wanted to see Qin Yu during his lifetime, but when the latter arrived in Yanbei, his condition deteriorated again. In addition, Qin Yu has been running around, and the two sides have not been able to meet this side. For this reason, Qin Yu still has some regrets in his heart.

Since Mr. Lin has been in bed for a long time, Zhang Lan has already prepared what to do with the funeral.

The funeral of the military and political chiefs is definitely not the same as the common people. Many superstitious links have been cancelled, and the way of condolences is limited to worship in the mourning hall, there is no reception banquet, no gifts and so on.

...

In the lobby on the first floor.

Qin Yu looked down at the phone, hesitating whether to tell Han Han, and then quietly left. Because he really can't help here, he is not the official son-in-law of the Lin family, nor is he a relative, plus Han Han must be busy before and after upstairs, and he can't care about him, so Mo It's better to walk away quietly, and when tomorrow's formal condolences, come over to burn incense to the old man.

"Qin Yu, go out with me."

Just then, Lin Xiao walked downstairs, shouting at Qin Yu with red eyes.

"Why?" Qin Yu asked.

"Don't pester there, help, follow me to pick up the soldiers." Lin Xiao said undoubtedly.

"okay."

Qin Yu froze for a long time before he nodded and followed Lin Xiao to leave the compound.

Half an hour later, the two received two truck soldiers. After these men came down, they wore black gauze on their arms, immediately helped to build the hall, and picked up the courtyard.

After another ten minutes, a large number of reporters appeared on the periphery of Sihe Manor, as well as special vehicles for webcasts and radio interviews. Among these people, there are also many media personnel in the eight districts of the European Union, and Qingyishui is all official media.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, you stop some reporters and tell them that they can't take photos now." Lin Xiao has changed his filial pie and stood at the gate and shouted: "You are polite!"

"Hello, hello!"

A young man in his early twenties poke Qin Yu's old waist from behind and ask, "Are you Lei Lei's boyfriend?"

Qin Yu turned around and saw that the other party was wearing glasses and sports clothes and a student's appearance, and then asked, "Are you?"

"My name is Lin Quan, cousin of Sister Lei Lei." The other person smiled and stretched out his palm.

"Hello." Qin Yu shook hands with him.

"Brother Xiao let me come to help you and deal with the reporter." Lin Quan behaved very politely.

"OK, let's go."

Qin Yu nodded with a smile, striding together with Lin Quan to the reporter's side.

At the funeral scene, Lin Xiao did not take Qin Yu as an outsider, so the other children of the Lin family were very polite to Qin Yu. They smoked and talked a little, and the atmosphere was a little harmonious.

...

After half an hour.

The eighth district, the seventh district, and the nineth district, all political F units, military and political units, all lowered the flag, paying tribute to the death of the top officer of the World War II area.

at the same time.

All media in the eight districts will transfer news reports from the first official media.

A moderator dressed in plain clothes reported with a solemn voice: "The latest news, the highest military chief of the Second World War Zone in our district, died tonight... Sihe Nursing Home died. Attend the funeral tomorrow..."

District 2, Marion area.

Chen Jun took the phone and frowned and asked, "Really, is the old man really gone?"

"Well, it's really gone. The official media has reported it, and the eight districts have also lowered the flag." The other party nodded.

"Ah, I haven't finished things here, otherwise I really want to go to the eight districts to see." Chen Jun sighed: "A time is over!"

...

Outside the nine districts, Lin Cheng, with a garrison mission in his body, sat in the camp and cried with his face covered, crying: "You...you old man...you are not waiting for me for two days!"

"Go out."

The lieutenant immediately waved his hand to signal the departure of the crowd.

five minutes later.

Soldiers from a battalion on the west side lined up and saluted in the direction of Yanbei.

"Kang Kang Kang Kang Kang...!"

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...

On the roadside of Sihe Manor, there are more and more cars, and big figures come on stage. There is no way for the police station to directly adjust half of the police force to maintain order.

Qin Yu lit a cigarette and stood next to a car. When he just wanted to find a place to use the toilet, he heard someone shouting behind him: “God’s day, Dad is out, don’t you pick it up?”

Qin Yu turned around when he heard the sound.

Gu Laogou wore a plain coat, led a group of young people, and strode over meteorically.

"I'm your dad! Without you, can you **** come out?!" Qin Yu stunned Gu Laogou with a fist.

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