About ten minutes later, Tang Luo drove away from the villa and headed straight to Zhonghai Garrison Command.
Although Xiang Chuan had told him that the event was at nine o'clock, arriving early might allow him to be of some help!
He had attended many such military memorial services and funerals before.
In the past, he had personally buried his comrades and knew what that felt like!
What he hadn't expected was that he would attend such a ceremony again after leaving the military.
On the way there, he drove at high speed, his thoughts swirling like smoke, and familiar faces flashed continuously in his mind.
"Hoo..."
After a long while, he let out a rough sigh. It was all in the past; those who were alive had to keep living!
Normally an hour's journey, he arrived in about half an hour.
When he reached the gates, he called Xiang Chuan.
"Old Tang, what's up?"
Xiang Chuan answered the phone and asked.
"I'm at the garrison. Give the gate a heads-up."
