530 funeral(2/2)
"Snatching the enemy? Well, we were worried too much at the beginning. This time we want to let them see what people's war and people's power are."
Xiaobo nodded immediately, he had wanted to do this for a long time.
In the past, when they were working underground, they were afraid of being discovered.
Now that the roles have reversed, it's their turn to take action in a big way.
"In addition, the investigation of all elderly women aged 60-70 years old must be carried out secretly."
"yes!"
Xiaobo didn't know why he did this, but he probably had some clues.
"By the way, how is Xiao Liu?"
"I was lying in the hospital and my body was recovering well, but I couldn't get out of bed. I was almost dying."
Xiaobo said, "He is still arguing and going to attend the funeral tomorrow."
Team Leader Yu was silent.
The next day, Yang Xiaotao got dressed, opened the door, and left the ward.
At the door, Lou Xiao'e stood aside, along with Wang Hao.
Both of them were wearing plain clothes, with black gauze wrapped around their left arms.
He reached out and took the black veil from Lou Xiao'e, and Yang Xiaotao put it on his left arm. The three of them had a brief exchange and walked outside.
At the end of the corridor, there are also people waiting.
"Director Wang."
Yang Xiaotao stepped forward to say hello.
Factory Director Wang looked good. In fact, he felt that nothing happened yesterday and wanted to come over to see Yang Xiaotao. However, he was stopped by the security guards and had to wait until today.
"How are you? Are you okay?"
"alright."
The two of them spoke simple words, but their hands were tightly held together.
"Let's go together."
Factory Director Wang took the black gauze handed over by Wang Hao, feeling full of respect for this 'warrior' he had never seen before.
If Yang Xiaotao saved him, then this soldier saved everyone.
Without his dedication and self-sacrifice, neither of them would be able to stand here today.
The four of them walked out of the door together and looked up at the sky. It was cloudy again.
I just don’t know if the rain can fall.
I took a car sent by the steel rolling mill and arrived in front of the courtyard.
After getting off the car, Yang Xiaotao saw Platoon Leader Du at the door. He was wearing a military uniform with black gauze on his arms. Although he couldn't see it, everyone who came would come up to greet him.
He is the person closest to Hao Ren.
Beside him was Li Qing, who was also dressed solemnly.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao coming, Li Qing whispered in Platoon Commander Du's ear, and Platoon Commander Du raised his head and looked this way.
Yang Xiaotao calmed down, walked quickly to Platoon Leader Du, and held his somewhat cold hand.
"Platoon Leader Du!"
The voice was a little shaky.
Platoon Leader Du patted Yang Xiaotao's hand and said, "Just be fine."
"It would be great if you could come."
Yang Xiaotao nodded and then walked into the courtyard.
Factory Director Wang also followed behind him, and Lou Xiao'e introduced the two of them before, and their hands were tighter.
Yang Xiaotao and others came to the yard and saw Secretary Liu, Xu Yuanshan, Zhao Chuanjun, Director Wang, Director Zhang from the police station, and the veterans from the steel rolling mill.
Everyone saw Yang Xiaotao's appearance and just nodded.
Then I walked into the house, where there was a coffin, fruits on the desk, and a black and white photo.
Above, Hao Ren is wearing a military uniform and a hat, smiling.
Yang Xiaotao bowed solemnly, then walked aside and stood next to Xu Yuanshan.
Gradually, more and more people came, many of them wearing old military uniforms. They saluted Hao Ren, then walked to the side and stood there like a benchmark to see off the old comrade for the last time.
"Uncle Xu, where is Squad Leader Hao going?"
"Martyrs."
Yang Xiaotao nodded.
Chapter completed!