"Therefore, we must express our respect for this young life throughout the process. This is the due respect a country pays to its soldiers, and it is also the glory of a country. Only in this way can the dead rest in peace and the living

Only then can one be comforted.”

Rest in peace! Comfort!

The body of any soldier who died fighting for the country must be treated with dignity. No matter how high the cost, it must be treated solemnly. In the army morgue, soldiers in white clothes took a camera to take the last photo of the soldier.

In the photos, the body on the cart, his head was severely injured, it is difficult to distinguish his appearance.

In fact, the identification of many Jiangsu Army officers and soldiers who died in battle was based on their identity nameplates. After the cart was pushed into another room, the embalmers began to clean the remains of the soldiers and carefully covered them with cotton cloth.

Wiping off the blood on the body, after repeated cleaning several times, the embalmer wearing a mask checked again, and then trimmed the soldier's nails with nail scissors, and then washed away the dirt and blood between the nails. Every step here

All done very carefully.

In fact, here, there are detailed regulations for the cleaning of each body, and the embalmers are hired from funeral parlors in Shanghai, Nanjing and other places. They wear civilian military uniforms and carry out the work here.

The mission is to ensure that every Jiangsu Army officer and soldier who falls in action is treated with dignity and dignity, thereby ensuring that the fallen officer and soldier can enter the cemetery with dignity or return to their hometown for burial.

"This is a country's responsibility to its soldiers!"

Seeing some criticism in the newspapers about the high cost of exchanging prisoners and remains, Li Zicheng sighed helplessly. The traditional concepts of the Chinese people need to be changed little by little.

"To us, they are just soldiers, but to their families, they are everything to their families. We have brought them to the battlefield, and we have the responsibility to take them home! Whoever brings them here will send them back.

Go home! It’s our responsibility!”

Closing his eyes, Li Zicheng's mind flashed back to the Vietnam War Memorial that he accidentally saw when he visited Washington a few years ago. More than 50,000 American soldiers died in the Vietnam War, and every name was engraved on the monument.

Above. The black monument is as smooth as a mirror, and living people seem to be submerged through the shadows.

That night, I went to the website of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial out of curiosity, and all the soldiers whose birthdays were on that day appeared on the homepage. Age of death, where they were born, and whether they were single or married were all used to prove that this person had been in this world, and even stimulated the imagination.

Li Zicheng couldn't help but wonder in his heart: In his past life, he was either happy or he didn't have time to be happy.

And what kind of emotions arise from this?

Thinking of the cynicism in those newspapers, "If you take a hundred pounds of prisoners, what is the use of the prisoners?", "If you take a thousand pounds of bones, what is the use of the bones?" and other indifference, Li Zicheng only felt a chill, showing a disregard for the lives of the people.

A country that is indifferent to the death of its own kind.

"What kind of people there are will produce what kind of government."

No wonder, shaking his head, Li Zicheng chose to close his eyes. They have their reasons, their own persistence and respect. Every soldier who is loyal to the country deserves the highest respect from everyone.

Some sighing words came out of Li Zicheng's mouth. After opening his eyes, he walked to the window and looked at the bustling crowd outside the window and said.

"I hope that one day, they, these people who don't understand us today, can understand this! They must understand that to judge the character of a country, we must not only look at the kind of people it cultivates, but also the choices of its people

What kind of people should we pay tribute to, and what kind of people should we cherish. A nation that forgets its defender will also be forgotten. The reason why a nation is great is that it does not forget easily and knows what to preserve and what to make.

To truly have a family to return to. This is the due respect a country has for its soldiers. It is also the glory of a country and the glory of a nation!"

Change, hope!

One day, this country and nation will truly learn to respect life!
Chapter completed!