A Mercenary’s War - Chapter 2726

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11 Lubyanka Square, the headquarters of the KGB.

Since 1920, the headquarters of the KGB has been here, and now the KGB has changed its name to the Russian Federal Security Service, and the headquarters is still here.

A funeral is taking place in the auditorium of the KGB headquarters.

This is a very strange funeral, an extremely rare farewell ceremony, how rare, and this is the first time from the Soviet Union to Russia.

Strange, because the status of those who attended the farewell ceremony was extremely high, but the number was too small.

The president is here, and the director of the Russian Federal Security Service is present, as well as the directors of the following sub-bureaus. Except for the president and his guards, there are less than ten people attending the farewell ceremony, but these people are all the most in the KGB. top officials.

What is even more strange is that the flag placed on the side of the coffin is not the Russian flag, but the Soviet flag.

The other side of the coffin should be the location of the family members, but there are no family members and it is empty.

Four honor guards stood on both sides of the coffin with their heads held high, and the smiling Yarepin was lying in the coffin.

On one side the military band played a low and mournful piece, the fourth movement of Tchaikovsky’s Sixth Pathetic Symphony.

Presiding over the farewell ceremony was Vasilievich, the head of the Russian Federal Security Service.

The farewell ceremony began, and the first person to lay flowers was the President of the Russian Federation Vladimir Putin.

Putin took a bunch of flowers and placed it in front of the coffin’s feet, then he stepped forward and stared at Yarepin in the coffin.

Looking at Yarebin’s face, and then Puqin stared at the medals representing Yarebin’s merits, he stared for a moment, turned around, and walked to a group of senior KGB officials who were waiting to lay flowers.

“Coming here, I feel like I’m back home, I know what kind of people spies are, they are a group of people with unique qualities, beliefs and characters, they can give up their original lives, relatives, lovers, and stay away from their homeland. , is away all year round and dedicates his life to the motherland, which is not something everyone can do, and today we bid farewell to a great spy, a soldier who gave everything for the motherland.”

Bowing his head slightly, Pu Qin said nothing, he stepped aside.

Baskov was the second to stand before the coffin with flowers. He put down the flowers and stared at Yarepin for a long time while supporting the coffin.

Baskov was expressionless, he wanted to say something, but looking at the calm face he couldn’t say anything. After realizing that he had stayed for too long, Baskov turned around and lowered his head, back to his place.

Baskov was very excited and sad, but he was also happy for Yarebin. Putin’s attendance was something he didn’t expect. He thought it was just a secret funeral inside the KGB, but he didn’t expect the president to come back.

Those who attended the funeral presented flowers in turn, and Vasilievich said in a low voice: “Cover the coffin!”

The lid of the coffin was lifted by four ceremonial soldiers and slowly covered an ordinary-looking old man.

“Cover the flag!”

Four honor guards escorted a folded red flag to the coffin.

The flag was unfolded. At that moment, Baskov wanted to ask him to cover the flag on his captain with his own hands, but when the flag was unfolded, his heart seemed to be poured over by a bucket of ice water. He quickly dismissed the idea.

Baskov was ashamed of the flag, he thought he was worthy of the black devil, but he was really ashamed of the flag, so he couldn’t cover the flag with his own hands on the old man who gave everything for the flag.

The guards of honor were pulling the four corners of the flag. When they were about to cover the flag, Puqin suddenly came out. He silently took the corner of the flag from the hand of an honor guard.

Vasilievich took the second corner.

Baskov’s feet didn’t move at all, Puqin looked at Baskov, but Baskov shook his head gently and didn’t move his footsteps.

The third person and the fourth person walked out one after another,

Together with their president, they grabbed the flag and finally covered the flag over the coffin.

“Awakening!”

The four honor guards lifted the coffin, and in the mournful music played by the military band, under the watchful eyes of people, the coffin was sent to the hearse parked at the entrance of the auditorium.

There should be family members sitting in the hearse, on both sides of the coffin. Gao Yang should be seated in this position, but he can’t.

Baskov did not hesitate this time. He got into the hearse and sat down on one side of the coffin, while the powerful Vasilievich sat on the other side.

Baskov looked at his chief in amazement, and Vasilievich said with a serious face: “He has no relatives, so let his successors see him off.”

According to Russian tradition, the hearse of the deceased will be pulled to the place where he worked and lived and stopped for a while.

This is the headquarters of the KGB, and Yarepin dedicated his life here, so the hearse began to drive slowly in the headquarters of the KGB.

The hearse stopped at the place where Yarebin had lived before, and after a short pause, the hearse started again.

The hearse circled around the Kremlin and drove to Red Square.

The driving car stopped in front and gave way, the hearse behind stopped, only the hearse pulling Yarepin’s coffin went straight to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

“No one knows your name, and your exploits endure forever.”

The hearse stopped briefly before the famous line of inscriptions.

There was no martial law, only the tourists were temporarily driven aside.

Baskov looked up and looked aside, he could see the very surprised tourists, and then he saw Gao Yang.

Gao Yang was pushing a wheelchair with a hammer sitting on the wheelchair.

Hammer was wearing a black suit. He sat in a wheelchair and gave a military salute to the hearse, his eyes fixed on the hearse, motionless.

Gao Yang was standing behind the wheelchair. He was also wearing a black suit. He wore a medal on his left chest, which only belonged to the king of black devils.

There were tears in Gao Yang’s eyes, and he fulfilled Yarebin’s promise.

Gao Yang came to see off the old man who had been guarding him silently, the old man who had taught him too many things, and the old man who treated him as a son.

Satan’s people have all come, but they are not gathered together, but scattered everywhere, to see off this old man they know and respect.

The people of the Black Devils didn’t come except the hammer, and they wouldn’t waste time on such a meaningless funeral, even the funeral of Yarepin.

The hearse left Red Square and continued to drive until it came to the New Virgen Cemetery.

Today, the New Virgen Cemetery is closed and closed, and no one is allowed to enter, except for a convoy that has just entered.

When the hearse drove into the cemetery, it stopped and stopped in front of a team of honor guards.

This is not a state funeral.

But it was a strange funeral, because it used the highest level of honor guards that can only be used for state funerals.

Before the honor guard is the military band, the highest order of the military.

The specs were wrong, and there were no reporters and no obituaries, but the KGB in Russia was indeed having a bizarre funeral of the highest order for a few days.

The four guards of honor lifted the coffin and moved forward slowly, under the escort of the honor guards of the three armed forces.

The marching band started playing, and the piece they were playing today was very unfamiliar, because it had not been played in twenty-four years, and of course they would be unfamiliar, because they were playing “Unbreakable Alliance.”

Covering the national flag and playing the national anthem represents a dying country that belongs to Yarepin alone.

Not a state funeral.

It is also a state funeral. At this moment, Yarebin is one person for one country.

Before the coffin was sent to the tomb, Puqin was already waiting here. Yes, he came to the cemetery, because the funeral was not over yet.

Next is the memorial service, but after the honor guards put down Yarepin’s coffin, it is time for the final eulogy.

Here, of course, only Puqin is qualified to speak.

Pu Qin stood in front of the coffin, facing the crowd, facing the audience of less than ten people, facing a huge military band, a huge honor guard of the three armed forces, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com Although the place here It was so small that neither the military band nor the honor guard could reach him.

Taking a deep breath, a low but loud voice rang out.

“He gave everything for the Soviet Union.

He faces the darkness and his back to the light.

He embraces the darkness and guards the light.

The enemy hated him to the bone, calling him the devil.

The people he protects do not know of his existence.

Here he rests with his loyal warriors.

He and his comrades who also sleep here are holy black devils.

He is the black devil of the Soviet Union.

His name is Yarepin Vasiliev.

”

Pu Qin finished the eulogy slowly.

This is Yarepin’s eulogy and will also be Yarepin’s epitaph.

Putin turned to look at the coffin covered with the national flag, and then said solemnly: “The Soviet Union has disappeared, but we who inherited the Soviet Union must not forget these heroes, he is not an unsung hero, there will be his tombstone here, There will be a full-length statue of him on the tombstone.”

After speaking, Putin nodded slightly, then walked to the side.

“Fire the salute!”

The salute began to sound.

The salute didn’t end at fifteen, it didn’t end at seventeen, and it didn’t end at nineteen.

Twenty-one gun salutes were fired, the highest etiquette.

It was a strange funeral.

But it wouldn’t be surprising if a state funeral was held for one person’s country and one country’s people.

The national flag is covered, the national anthem is played, and the gun salute is fired.

Buried beside his comrades.

Yarepin got everything he wanted.

The coffin was placed in the tomb, and flowers and soil fell, gradually covering an old man with a legendary life.

An era is over.

A generation of legends completed the curtain call.

An immortal hero went to his kingdom.

That’s it.

[End of this Chapter]