Jiang Xiao could never imagine that this should have been a very exciting moment for him, but after the door in front of him opened, his mood was extremely heavy.

The huge multi-functional conference hall in the base is probably enough to accommodate more than a thousand people, but most of the seats are empty.

The seats are empty, but not empty either.

There was no one on the seat, but there were neatly stacked regular clothes, and there were medals of merit hanging on those different types of regular clothes.

When Jiang Xiao followed the team to the stage, the picture became clearer and clearer.

Only a few hundred soldiers sat upright in their seats, and on the seats in front, back, left and right, were stacked military uniforms.

There are military uniforms with desert colors, military uniforms with painted black sieve night watches, and military uniforms with dark green sieve broken mountains.

In a team that should have 8 to 10 members, there are many people left in their seats.

The award ceremony was completed in a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Regular, not formal.

After the concise and clear opening words, it was introduced that the huge conference hall was always quiet and terrible after the award of the "Collective First-Class Full Moon Merit".

There is no speech session for anyone, and a needle can be heard in the hall.

Feng Yi took the night watch medal and came to Jiang Xiao, carefully put it on Jiang Xiao, patted his arm gently without saying too much.

"Get the Vigil and Full Moon Medal, and reward 30,000 skill points!"

Jiang Xiao no longer has the mood to pay attention to the information in the inner star map.

After everyone wore the medal, Feng Yi quietly retreated and retreated aside.

Special tasks, special teams, special rituals.

Jiang Xiao's eyes swept over the Chinese soldiers sitting below the stage, looking at the military uniforms stacked on the seats...

The empty conference hall is not empty.

Every piece of clothing is a heroic soul who died on the battlefield.

Jiang Xiao seemed to see illusory figures, sitting on them with a solemn expression.

The momentum was like a mountain, accompanied by the undead comrades beside him, silently watching the people on the stage.

"Tail Feather Group!" Erwei suddenly spoke, and the team stood up straight.

"salute!"
Chapter completed!