The sentinel had co with a nervous heart, having failed to deliver the ssages he was supposed to convey. He had expected to be scolded.
But, unexpectedly, not only was he not scolded, but he was also praised.
This made the sentinel, Li Ran, a little excited. As he walked out, his nerves and excitent nearly caused him to trip down the stairs.
The atmosphere in the Ning Family’s ho suddenly shifted.
The gloom and sorrow that had just been present were swept away, and joy took their place.
"An Hao, you should hurry to the military base and tell your dad this news. Let him have so joy as well. Ever since he heard about Qin Jian on the first day of the new year, he has been so upset that he hasn’t been able to eat or sleep well," Zhang Yun worriedly ntioned this matter.
"Okay. I’ll change my clothes and go." An Hao still had Gu Shuangshuang on her mind, "Mom, please take care of the two kids at ho, and also give Shuangshuang a call to let her know this news as well, to ease her mind and relieve her anxiety."
"Go to the military base without worries. I will properly handle the matters you ntioned just now," Zhang Yun’s mood brightened substantially, "Hurry along. Co back early for lunch, and we should celebrate this good news properly today."
"Alright. I’m leaving then. Please look after the kids, Mom."
"Sure. No problem. I understand."
Inside the regint hall, the eting proceeded with great enthusiasm.
The warriors’ applause was loud and clear.
On the stage, several leaders sat in a row, waiting for the applause to subside. Then Zhang Jianguo slowly stood up, "Today we have a comndation ceremony! There are many to be comnded, and I have a list. When I call your na, please co up to the stage to receive your award."
The mont Zhang Jianguo finished speaking, the warriors below sneakily communicated with glances and lip reading.
"The atmosphere of this comndation is very solemn."
"Yes. It’s all because of the regint commander’s situation. I heard he was sacrificed in the earthquake relief efforts. He was the leader’s only son."
"That’s true. Although he was posthumously awarded a first-class rit, he lost his life. With such circumstances, do you think the atmosphere of the eting can be good?"
"Not at all. With the leader keeping a stern face, who dares to crack a smile?"
This eting broke away from past conventions, saving the most important and tearful honor for last.
"Now, let first announce, in this earthquake relief effort, the infantry regint as a whole has been awarded third-class rits for their outstanding, self-sacrificing performance."
As the announcent was made, the warriors were boiling with enthusiasm, their applause thunderous.
After the awards, Zhang Jianguo announced the recipients of the second-class rits.
The first person he announced was Hen Zhiyuan.
As a recipient of the second-class rit and a leader in command during the efforts, Hen Zhiyuan approached the stage to receive his award and was expected to share his feelings at that mont.
"Hello everyone, I am the deputy commander of the infantry regint, Hen Zhiyuan! During this earthquake relief operation, our regint’s warriors all struggled desperately at the disaster site, chewing on snow when hungry, and dozing off in heaps of snow when tired. The conditions were incredibly harsh. But, we all endured. Therefore, we have the honor today! As their leader, I naturally could not stand idly by; I had to rush to the forefront, sharing joys and hardships with the warriors..."
Before Hen Zhiyuan could finish speaking, a voice chilling to the bone suddenly resonated, "In the mont of crisis, to push the comrades who trusted you into the abyss for a chance at promotion—don’t you feel ashad and guilty? Is this what you call sharing hardships?"
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