Chapter 1231 A Letter

For the first time, Yang Yi felt that apart from Gong Yang's desperate shooting skills, he also felt that this person was really amazing.

How did this guy do it?

How did Gongyang let Puqin cover Yarebin's flag with his own hands?

How was it possible for Puqin to preside over the farewell ceremony for Yarebin's body?

This is unscientific and unreasonable.

While Yang Yi was still in a daze, Anton suddenly stood up straight and saluted the approaching hearse.

Yang Yi put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the hearse to express respect for a legend.

Kate stared at the hearse, then she bowed her head back to it.

Anastakina bowed her head in silence, holding a white carnation in her hand.

One of the flower languages ​​​​of white carnations is respect.

Brian's performance was much more complicated. He stared at the hearse, pursed his lips quietly, watched the hearse approach, and stopped in front of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

Brian finally raised his hand, and he quickly passed his right hand across his forehead.

He was convinced, but hated, hated, but had to be convinced, so Brian was still very unhappy and gave Yalebin a salute to express his respect and hatred.

Yang Yi breathed out softly and put down his hand on his chest.

"We will go to the Novodevichy Cemetery to wait. Yalebin's coffin should be quietly buried. We are going to watch and bear the final witness."

After Anton finished speaking in a low voice, he turned around, but at this moment, a man suddenly stood in front of Anton.

A middle-aged man who is not tall and somewhat thin.

Anton's eyebrows were raised, and Yang Yi subconsciously wanted to touch the knife, but then Anton suddenly said: "Why are you here? You didn't inform me."

The little man whispered: "I have been here a long time ago, I just want to see if you are here."

Anton whispered: "How could I not come? Now I want to go to the New Saint Cemetery. Let's go."

The little man shook his head, and then he said to Yang Yi: "My name is Grevatov. I came to see you this time to give you something."

"Okay, where are the things?"

"I'll give it to you later."

After Grevatov finished speaking, he tilted his head and said, "Let's leave here to talk. I don't want to be discovered by the ram. Come this way."

Anton whispered: "Wait, we should go to the New Saint Cemetery."

Grevatov said with a stern look: "Didn't you send someone to observe the situation? No wonder you don't know that the New Saint Maid Public Recruitment is under martial law. The level is extremely high. I found that there are people from the Presidential Guard inside, so don't go. Novodevichy Cemetery.”

Anton was stunned for a moment, and then he said in a trembling voice: "The level is so high, that means, it means...

Grevatov said as he walked: "It means we can't go, because Puqin will come, and there are already salutes and honor guards waiting there, as well as a military band."

Anton stopped, bit his lip, and then he trembled: "It doesn't feel real."

"There is no need to doubt it, it is already a fact."

After Grevatov finished speaking calmly, Yang Yi couldn't help but said: "How did you do it?"

How did Gongyang manage to let Yalepin enjoy a state funeral?

State funeral, state funeral! A state funeral with a national flag, a gun salute, and an honor guard escort!

The question is, how can a Russian state funeral be given to Yarebin, the old KGB who wanted to restore the Soviet Union and did everything he could to prevent the birth of Russia?

There is no doubt that Yarebin is Russia's enemy, and one of the most dangerous, difficult and formidable enemies.

If Russia's biggest enemy enjoys a Russian state funeral, what should the heroes who have sacrificed everything for Russia do? Who are those who died for Russia?

So Yang Yi felt it was incredible, unreasonable, just unreasonable.

Anton was a little excited, because the things he hoped for were becoming reality one by one.

"Let's watch from a place outside the Novodevichy Cemetery so we don't get discovered."

Grevatov made a gesture of invitation, and then he whispered to Yang Yi: "We will definitely not be able to see Yarebin buried with our own eyes, but that is not important. What is important is that he got the treatment he deserved. "

Yang Yi followed Grevatov to the side. Grevatov never looked at the ram. On the contrary, Yang Yi couldn't help but look at the ram a few more times and said: "Awesome..."

"It's very complicated. The Rams have tried their best, but being able to achieve this step is definitely not just the result of the Rams' efforts. In fact, it is the result of the joint promotion of many people, but the most important thing is that Russia feels that this is the most beneficial thing."

Grevatov always looked very calm. He made a gesture of invitation and waited for Yang Yi to get in the car before following him.

I don’t know what Grevatov wants to give.

Yang Yi was really anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't be anxious.

There were still many buildings near the Novodevichy Cemetery. Grevatov suddenly pointed at a building and said: "Where to go."

Anton drove the car downstairs, and Grevatov got out of the car silently. He tilted his head towards Yang Yi, indicating that he should follow him and entered the corridor first.

On the sixth floor, the door opened without waiting for a knock. An old man with a red nose looked at Yang Yi, then nodded and said, "Here you go, come in."

There was a telescope behind a window. Grevatov looked behind the telescope, and then whispered: "We have arrived."

Yang Yi also stood behind the window. At this moment, Grevatov suddenly said: "The salute is going off!"

There will be smoke after the salute. Even though you can't hear the sound, you still know how many salutes were fired.

After a while, Grevatov straightened up and said to a few people standing silently behind him: "Twenty-one gun salute!"

Top specs, no higher.

Grevatov seemed very pleased. He waved his hand and said: "Tarta, go get the things. You can give them to him now."

Tarta turned around and got a bag. Then he opened the bag and took out a letter from the bag.

It's the kind of letter that comes in an envelope. It's just a letter.

Yang Yi personally initiated it.

Yang Yi didn't know how many years he hadn't seen an envelope. He took the thick envelope and saw the neat Chinese characters on the envelope. He was a little crazy for a moment.

"This is a letter from Yarebin to you. Open it."

The envelope was not sealed, so Yang Yi opened it and took out a stack of letter paper.

The letter was written in Chinese characters.

"Hello, little friend Yang Yi, I am very happy that you can receive this letter. Of course, I am also sorry that you can see this letter, because it means that I am dead.

This letter is definitely useful to you, although you may not like it very much, because this letter means responsibility and danger, so why don't I give this letter to my successor, who is the ram, but to What about you? That's because he is my only successor, and you are not. "

Seeing this, Yang Yi finally couldn't help but said: "This..."