The crowd erupted in an uproar.
Many were still unaware of the deaths of these six warriors: "How did they die?"
"Weren’t they on a mission abroad? Were they killed overseas?"
"Oh my, it’s such a pity that these six valiant warriors died in a foreign land..."
Feng Shiren wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, knowing that refusing Bao Gucheng today was not an option: "Commander Bao, if that’s the case, I’ll decide to leave the six dals for Si She and others. Is that acceptable to you?"
The six coffins placed there were so overwhelming that no one present dared to oppose.
Who would have thought.
It was Bao Gucheng who opposed: "Not acceptable."
"Ah? Commander Bao, you an..."
"For heroes who sacrificed for the nation, do you think a re dal is enough?"
"This..."
"While awarding the dals, also posthumously promote the six as Three-Star Generals!"
The crowd was once again too shocked to speak.
The highest rank for an Empire’s general is Five-Star, currently held only by Bao Gucheng.
There are no candidates for Four-Star General, and Three-Star Generals are extrely rare, all being elderly n in their sixties and seventies.
Si She and his companions being posthumously promoted as Three-Star Generals at such a young age was sothing that would go down in history.
Feng Shiren was sweating profusely: "Commander Bao, this is a significant matter, give us so ti to consider..."
The national funeral ceremony is to be held the morning after tomorrow, and changing the content of the ceremony at the last minute to add such a stunning confernt is bound to cause a stir. He really didn’t dare to agree lightly.
Evidently.
Bao Gucheng gave him no opportunity to think of excuses: "In the next few days, my brothers and I will be staying at the President Residence. Whatever you need to consider, I’m ready to accompany you at any ti."
In other words, I’ll be here supervising you. If you don’t properly arrange for the posthumous promotion to Three-Star General... don’t bla for losing my temper!
Feng Shiren took a fearful glance at the six coffins and dared not refuse: "Alright... alright. Heroes... should indeed be posthumously promoted... cough, Commander Bao, could you maybe send those stone coffins away? It’s quite hot, and if the soldiers’ bodies inside get too warm they might decompose..."
Bao Gucheng snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? They are empty coffins."
The remains of Si She and others had already been carefully organized by the Funeral Master and were preserved in the hospital ice coffins. Once he ferrets out the real culprit, he will avenge them, burying his brothers with great honor, stained with the enemy’s blood.
Feng Shiren breathed a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, working at the President Residence daily with six corpses around would have rendered him sleepless.
Who knew Bao Gucheng’s next words: "However, if anyone gets unruly in the next few days, I wouldn’t mind sending them in to lie a while."
Everyone: "...!"
No, no, we’ll all behave ourselves, whatever Commander Bao says goes.
Give the awards and confer the titles!
==
As they stepped out of the eting room,
Wei Yang whispered: "Mr. Bo, I initially thought it was Feng Shiren who got our brothers killed, but upon carefully observing him just now, he seed utterly unaware and scared to death of the six coffins. I don’t understand. If it were his secret orders, he shouldn’t be so timid, right?"
Bao Gucheng’s eyes were deep: "Six years ago, that Feng was just a minor player. He might not have participated directly, but he can’t be entirely innocent. Keep a close watch on him for !"
Wei Yang suddenly understood: "Right, back then the Old President was in office. Unfortunately, the Old President has been hospitalized in a coma for a long ti, and that line of investigation is severed... I’ll look for a skilled hacker to see if we can unlock the secret order archives in the President Residence, and find out who issued the order to dispatch our brothers back then..."
Bao Gucheng: "Good. Go do it."
His phone buzzed, and he swiped the screen open.
After talking about heavy topics for so long, Wei Yang, relaxing a bit, cheekily asked with a smile: "Is it Miss Xi?"
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