Chapter 87 Section 12

Lin Rui and Wu Yun's military medals were awarded at the brigade headquarters, and no public ceremony was held.Geng Hui read the order to issue military medals, and then pinned the second-class military medals on the chests of the two upper class soldiers. "I hope you will continue to work hard, inherit the behest of the martyrs, keep in mind the glorious tradition, and recreate the glory!" Geng Hui said. Lin Rui and Wu Yun raised their hands in salute with sacred expressions. "Tian Daniu's meritorious service report has also been approved. According to the martyr's will, this military medal will be placed in the honor room of the brigade." Geng Hui took out a small red box and opened it. It was a first-class military medal . "This is his fourth military medal, and also the first first-class military medal. After the brigade party committee reported to the General Staff Intelligence Department, the Military Region Intelligence Department, and the Military Region Direct Industry Department for approval, it was decided to award the Special Warfare Company, Platoon, and Squad." Special War Sharp Knife Class' honorary title. Comrade Tian Daniu's memorial service cannot be held publicly, but all members of your class can participate. Go back and prepare, his parents may come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Lin Rui's tears were spinning. "This is yours." Geng Hui took out a pair of corporal shoulder badges and handed them to Lin Rui. Lin Rui looked at the corporal's epaulets in wonder. "'Special War Sharp Knife Squad' is the first honorable group in our brigade to be awarded the title of hero. In order to maintain the glorious tradition of the martyr's class, in accordance with the request of Comrade Tian Daniu's will - Lin Rui, you will be 'Special War Sharp Knife' from now on. Squad's second squad leader! The first company party committee submitted a report, and the brigade standing committee decided to promote you in advance after studying it. Cherish your honor and fulfill your mission!"

Geng Hui looked into Lin Rui's eyes and said emphatically. "Squad leader..." Lin Rui thought of Tian Daniu again and cried out. Dark clouds are also wiping tears. "Wipe your tears." Geng Hui took off Lin Rui's rank of first class soldier with his own hands, put on the rank of army corporal, and buttoned it up. "You are the squad leader now, don't forget how your squad leader led the troops!" Lin Rui held back his tears and saluted. The banner of the "Special Warfare Sharp Knife Squad" fluttered in the wind. All the soldiers of Squad 1 stood in front of the viewing platform, and He Zhijun personally awarded Lin Rui the blood-red flag.Lin Rui saluted and turned to face the whole class of soldiers:

"salute--" Swipe—a group of soldiers move in unison. "Libi--" Swipe—a group of soldiers are as motionless as statues. The hundreds of brothers behind were also motionless. Lin Rui, a corporal in the army, held the flag and watched the lips of the whole class move: "All members of the 'Special War Sharp Knife Squad' of the Second Squadron of the Langya Special Brigade of the Chinese People's Liberation Army are here! Now roll call! Dark clouds!" "arrive!" "Yang Yanjun!" "arrive!" "Success!" "arrive!"

... After yelling, Lin Rui's lips moved, tears flashing. Everyone looked at him, waiting. "Squad leader, Tian Daniu—" Lin Rui shouted with all his might. "arrive--" The brothers in the whole brigade stood at attention and shouted. The voice echoed among the mountains, and Lin Rui couldn't hold back his tears anymore. "Comrades!" Lin Rui trembled, "...our squad leader never left us! Never!" The soldiers' tears came down, and Wu Yun bit his lip, but the crying still came out. Lin Rui raised the banner of "Special Warfare Sharp Knife Squad" and shouted:

"Our squad leader will always be with us!" The flag fluttered above Lin Rui's eighteen-year-old forehead. "Comrades in arms are as close as brothers—ready—sing!" Lin Rui shouted. Then the singing sounded, and the voice carried an uncontrollable cry: "Comrades in arms are like brothers, and the revolution calls us together. You are from the frontier and I am from the interior. We are all children of the people. Comrades in arms, this kind title, this noble friendship, Unite us into a collective of steel, a collective of steel! ..." The brothers from the whole brigade followed, the singing gradually became louder, and the crying disappeared, bringing a sense of heroism of a passionate man.

"Friends in arms, comrades in arms have the same goal, the revolution unites us, Learn with training, rest with labor, eat the same pot of food and hold the same flag together! Comrades in arms, for the honor of the motherland and the interests of the people, We will fight together until victory!until victory! ! ! ..." Hoarse singing, perhaps to art connoisseurs, is howling wolves, without any aesthetic feeling. But it is majestic and murderous.