Today's celebration banquet was held in the division headquarters compound, because there is currently no large venue that can accommodate 6,000 or 7,000 people. However, Qin Yu's forced condition for the Autonomous Council was that this banquet must be dominated by front-line soldiers, requiring officers and soldiers to attend together.

Therefore, the Autonomous Council had no choice but to temporarily build a heating shed outdoors and bring in a lot of heating equipment to keep the soldiers from getting cold.

The reason why Qin Yu asked the soldiers to attend the celebration banquet was not to show the Sichuan Palace to guests from other places, but to think that the heroes of the Battle of Salt Island were grassroots soldiers who were fearless and had to say some words to these people.

In the lounge of the division headquarters, Qin Yu called Gu Yan for a while and asked about his marriage, but he did not have a very detailed conversation. Because Qin Yu knew that Gu Yan's marriage was not something he could do, and he would do something next week, but at this moment he was still staying in the Northwest Advance Army to deal with subsequent events. It can be seen that he was dissatisfied with his marriage, but there was nothing he could do.

After making the phone call, Qin Yu took the troops from the division headquarters to the rostrum.

In the courtyard, nearly 6,000 soldiers sat down, divided into six square formations, each with its waist straight, and sat upright and waiting for the conference to begin.

The meeting was divided into three processes: the first process was to commend officers and soldiers with outstanding military achievements, such as awarding military medals, giving bonuses, and announcing the list of promotions by the division headquarters.

The second process is Qin Yu's speech, and the third process is the start of the seat.

The first process involves a lot of people, and almost everyone of the soldiers present has military achievements, so it took more than two hours to finish.

After everything was done, Qin Yu stepped out of the rostrum and stood next to the microphone. He did not prepare any speeches, but only served a glass of white wine.

The venue was quiet. Qin Yu stared at the people below the stage and was silent for a while and said, "Five minutes before the meeting, the staff of the division headquarters finished writing the speech for me. I glanced at it briefly and said, "I couldn't even understand what it meant by myself, so it was useless."

"Ha ha!"

The soldiers laughed.

"Every veterans in the Sichuan Mansion know that I, Qin Yu, are not from a high-ranking official family. I have been making a living in the planning area since I was a child, so I feel guilty when I asked me to speak official words and clichés." Qin Yu held a wine glass and said with a serious face: "The whole sentence is real! To be honest, I, Qin Yu, have been carrying a lot of infamous reputation when fighting Yan Island, especially the local people in our Sichuan Mansion. On the surface, they call me Commander Qin, but secretly called me Qin Heizi, the Qin warlord, and said that I wanted to fight Yan Island to please District 8, to support my family business, and even to get more political resources in the three major regions... In short, there are all kinds of words, but I have never been angry. Why? Because there are wars and people are dead, this is a fact."

The soldiers and officers below, when they heard this, were silent with serious expressions.

"A lot of people have indeed been sacrificed, but do you want to ask me if I regret it? I will tell you that the Sichuan Prefecture Autonomous Association and the Division have never regretted attacking the Yan Island." Qin Yu glanced at the venue and said in a firm manner: "Why? Let's not talk about the military importance of taking down Yan Island, but what impact it has on the people of Sichuan Province! Since the end of the Yan Island War, there are 35 group companies with a market value of more than one billion in the three regions, a total of 35 companies have contacted our Autonomous Association, and a super official enterprise with more than 5 billion yuan, and twelve companies have contacted us. Why are they suddenly so interested in our Sichuan Province? That's because this group of islands that has not yet been fully developed is like a natural treasure. The industrial salt and edible salt here feed half of the Asian League, and the subsequent construction,

Development will also generate a huge amount of economic value. They see the prospects here, so they want to invest in us. Can we let them take advantage of it for nothing? If you want to get the project on the Salt Island, they have to invest in Sichuan Prefecture and help us cultivate economically. This will solve the employment problem of a large number of our personnel and will raise the overall economy of Sichuan Prefecture. If we are poor here, we must think about change! Comrades, war is not the ultimate goal. Looking for a way out and development is the mission of our generation! In your name, since I entered Sichuan Prefecture, I, Qin Laohei, first established an autonomous association government F, and then started a judicial system, investing, and people's livelihood... and made the financial department think that I was filling my private pockets, laundering money, and putting it in my pocket..."

"Ha ha!"

The audience burst into laughter again.

"I want to say that there may be many places in our current political F that are not doing well enough, but... we want to do something for everyone, that's it!" Qin Yu raised his wine glass and shouted in a loud voice: "This glass of wine, to you, to the generals, officers, and soldiers who died on the front line!! It was you who made the Sichuan Mansion full of guests and guests from all over the world today. Today is a celebration banquet, and it is also a day to remember. Let us remember the names of those who have not returned! Cheers!!"

Six or seven thousand people below stood up when they heard the sound and shouted like waves: "Respect comrades, respect martyrs, respect teachers and commanders!"

"Done!!" Qin Yu shouted and drank it all in one go.

On the guest table near the rostrum, officers, generals, Feng Lei and others from Songjiang looked at the uniform and amazing Sichuan Army, and physically and mentally, they felt the increasing strength of the Sichuan Army and the terrifying centripetal force.

"Okay, let's not say much. Everyone drinks and eats food, and the atmosphere is getting better!" Qin Yu waved his hand and left with a glass of wine.

The host of the Autonomous Council stepped forward, held the microphone and shouted: "The banquet officially started!"

After the banquet began, many guests who came from afar went to Qin Yu to toast and congratulate him.

...

Offstage.

The soldiers began to walk around, looking for their comrades and brothers, and toasting each other nonsense.

At a wine table at the edge of the venue, a company-level officer bared his teeth and said to a man in his thirties, "Okay, Lao Liu, after this conference is over, I will be the deputy battalion in the future!"

"Haha, didn't you mention it?"

"What's the point of mentioning it? My legs are useless. I can only go to the logistics department in the future." The company-level officer said the saddest words in a joking tone.

"Oh, it's good to go to the logistics industry. I don't have to go to the front line anymore. I'm very stable." Lao Liu persuaded him and raised his glass and shouted: "Come on, our first old officer of Sichuan Mansion, drink one of them together!"

"Come on, drink one!"

More than 20 people stood up together in alcohol. At this moment, Old Liu had a sudden inspiration and said to the company-level officer: "Xiao Lai, I remember your singing is so good? Come on, sing a song for everyone to cheer up!"

"Singing is a big deal, I can drink it."

"Fuck, let's sing a happy day today."

"Yes, sing one!"

Everyone persuaded.

Xiaolai blinked, and thought for a long time with a crutch and replied, "What are you singing?"

"Just sing the one you are best at, love the country and the beauty even more." Lao Liu said.

"Where is the fucking beauty here?!" Xiao Lai smiled helplessly and nodded and replied, "Okay, then just sing one."

Everyone was quiet, and the cold wind blew slowly. Xiaolai held a crutch in his right hand and sang softly.

Can't tell the worldly extravagant love

Can't tell the grudges of the world

It's fate for generations

The same blood flows

Drink the same water

This road is long and long

The singing started, and the surroundings were quiet. The cold wind continued to blow, and the fragrance of wine filled the air. Xiaolai sang, but his voice choked up inexplicably.

The laughter disappeared, and the soldiers at the table next to him looked here and stared at Xiao Lai.

The soldiers who came down from the front line were either wrapped in bandages or plaster and steel plates on their arms. They stood in the cold wind and sang with Xiaolai inexplicably with alcohol.

The solo soon infected this area and eventually evolved into a chorus of the entire venue.

Good man, full of courage,

Ambition and pride are famous all over the world!

Life is just a few short autumns, and you won’t stop until you get drunk.

My beauty in the east, and the Yellow River in the west.

Come on, have some wine, don’t stop until you get drunk.

Don’t worry about worrying about things.

The chorus of six or seven thousand people was passionate, and the soldiers who were fearless on the front line collapsed at this moment, and the crying sounds were connected.

Good man, full of courage!

They remembered the scene of the four thousand people attacking the enemy's military port No. 1, and the heroic scene of the red flag raised by the 117 comrades in the reserve warehouse.

They remembered the friends and comrades who jumped off the cliffs and lit up fires when they landed on the Salt Island...

On the rostrum, officers with the will of steel were hugging each other, crying like children. They lowered their heads and said in tears: "Four thousand people...we will come back 827... the rest are all dead."

Qin Yu turned his head, his face covered with tears. He thought of Ou Xiaobin and every word he said to him before he set off.
Chapter completed!